Disclaimer: I don't own Soul Eater. It belongs to the great Atsushi Okubo…

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Taking Chances

by Ryuzaki-22

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Chapter 1

Empty bottles of beer on the floor, junks scattered everywhere and a sleeping death scythe on the couch. Once his meister finds out her living room this mess, he'll surely be kicked out the house. Soul lazily stretched his arm to get his phone, ringing nonstop, on the table along with the other assorted foods. He answered it half-asleep, "… What?"

"YOSH! SOOOUL!—"

The death scythe immediately back away his phone from his ear as the familiar deafening voice shot directly through his eardrum. Soul's eyebrow twitched in annoyance and ended the call without hearing more any further or telling anything.

"What the hell was that about?" he sighed. But then, Soul noticed the time on his phone and was surprised when he read it aloud, "Shit, 9:53AM? This is bad…"

The young weapon took a quick shower then later on; he took his formal clothing, a pinstriped suit and a red polo with a black necktie. After finishing up, he hurriedly ran outside and locked the door. Soul jumped on his motorbike, 'I'll arrive there in no time.' he grinned. However, when he tried to start it up many times, it really won't work. He glanced to his front and noticed something bad again, "Out of fuel? Oh, great!"

Soul left his bike and dashed at the middle of the street and blocked an approaching taxi. He quickly gets on it and shouted to the driver, "TO THE CATHEDRAL!"

"Oh, you look beautiful!"

Maka slightly jumped from her seat then looked at the mirror's reflection and saw Tsubaki, wearing a long teal dress, walking towards her, "Thanks, Tsubaki."

The kunoichi stood behind the young meister and placed her hands on her shoulder, "Nervous?"

Maka nodded and blushed, "Well, a little."

"Relax. There's nothing to be nervous of." Tsubaki smiled sweetly.

"You're right…"

"And maybe he should be the one who's going to be nervous once he sees you walking down the aisle!" Tsubaki giggled and it made Maka blush more. She added, "Oh, I just wanted to tell you that I'm so happy for the two of you. Finally, you're going to be married."

"Yeah… I can't believe it, too." She smiled back.

Afterwards, there's a knock on the door. The older Thompson came in, wearing a deep purple backless dress, "So, how's the make-up? Just wanna make sure it's still perfect."

Maka giggled, "Liz, its fine."

The pistol weapon walked and stood beside her, "Oh Maka, I'm jealous of you! You're getting married before me! Could you give me the bouquet later? Please!"

"Sorry, Liz but," Maka looked at the mirror's reflection and winked to the kunoichi who's just standing behind her, "there's already someone I wanted to give it to."

Tsubaki pointed to herself in a puzzled look, "M-Me?" she asked innocently.

At first, Liz was confused by it but then realization came to her mind, "Ohh… I get it."

Liz moved closer to the kunoichi and smirked, "Soo… How's your relationship with Black*Star?"

"E-Eh? Umm…" Tsubaki blushed furiously and ducked her head to cover it, "I-I think it's not the best time to talk about it since there are only few minutes and the ceremony will start."

Liz blinked, "O-Oh yeah! I forgot about it! We'd better go—"

"—WAAAIT!" a short-haired blonde slammed the door open then ran to her sister, she whispered, "(Soul isn't here yet!)"

"WHAT?"

"Is something wrong?" Tsubaki asked in a worried tone.

"Well, umm… nothing?"

"Sis, let's gooo…" Patty tried to pull her sister's arm, but when Liz suddenly saw Maka was about to stand up, worry has etched in her face, she walked up to her, "Easy, bridey," Liz gently pushed her back to sit down then grinned, "just leave everything to us, alright?"

The blonde cheerfully added, "Yeah! And, uh… Tsubaki? Can you stay here for a while with Maka?"

"O-Of course. I would love to."

"Great! We'll be back in a flash!" and with that, the Thompson sisters left…

"Oi, is there any other way or route just to escape this stupid traffic?" Soul scowled from the backseat. The driver replied calmly, "I'm afraid were surrounded by the other vehicles. Furthermore, it's impossible to do what you wished for, sir. Thus,—"

The death scythe sighed heavily, "(What a lucky day. I think I really have to—)… Hey, could you cut those dull formalities? It irritates me."

"M-My deepest apology, sir! I—"

"ARGH! Just shut up will ya?" Soul opened the door and got out. He was about to leave but the decent driver suddenly shouted from the car's window, "Sir! You forgot to provide me the payment!"

Soul scratched the back of his head and quickly pulled some coins from his pocket and handed it, "Here. Sorry."

The young weapon turned his back and ran. Then he heard something unexpectedly, "Farewell, sir! May we meet again and I'll be delighted to make your acquaintance!"

Soul winced then he murmured to himself, "No thanks… I didn't even have clue about what you've just said…"

When he turned a corner, his phone rang again and didn't mind to stop just to answer it.

"YOSH! SOOOUL!"

"Dammit, Black*Star! Why do you always have to shout like that, idiot!"

"It's because at time like this, you should be already here, IDIOT!"

"Uhh… Liz? Is that you?"

"Well, who else do you think it is—W-Wait, Patty—!"

"—Hiya, Soul! Just wanna tell you something 'cool'!"

"… Huh? O-Okay…?"

"I'm-gonna-tell-Maka-you're-still-not-here—"

"W-What? No, Patty! It isn't damn 'cool' at all!"

"—Ooh! And Soul's gonna be dead~! Hihihi!"

"NYAHAHAHAHA! Nice one, Patty!"

"Cut it out you two… Hey Soul, just hurry up! I rearranged the wedding to start at 2 minutes just for your sake!"

"I-I'm trying my best to run as fast as I could, you know!"

"You… what?"

The call has already ended and Black*Star suddenly pointed at the entrance gate, "Oi, is that him?"

Patty followed his gaze, "It is Soul! Hiya!" she waved her right hand cheerfully.

"Thank goodness! I'd better make everyone ready… I'll leave that punk to you guys!" Liz ordered and they both nodded.

Liz left and the two ran to the death scythe, but before they could reach to him, he already collapsed on the ground. Black*Star arrived first, he pulled up his collar and shakes him, he cried, "SOUL! COME BACK! SOOOU—!"

Patty suddenly kicked the ninja away and hugged Soul tightly in her chest, "Stupid! You're gonna kill Soul! He's tired and hungry! He needs food! He needs WAFFLES!"

"… W-Waffles?" Black*Star scowled as soon as he recovered from the powerful impact made by the blonde that sent him flying and smashed him on the cathedral's wall, he pulled his arms, "No one wants waffles! Now, leggo of my dude!"

"NOOO! Soul's mine!" Patty pulled the poor death scythe's other arm.

"Ya wanna play tug-of-war? HA!" the ninja paused and showed his very infamous pose, "You can't defeat the one who's gonna surpass god! And that's ME! The GREAT BLACK*S—"

The sudden ring of the church's bell interrupted him and at the same time, Soul had finally got his conscience back, "My head hurts…"

"Uh-oh… We're gonna be late… AND it's your entire fault!" Patty pointed directly to the ninja and stuck her tongue out.

Black*Star twitched in surprised then it was replaced by anger, "Just look who's talkin'! If it weren't for your stupid waffles!"

Soul sighed in disbelief and thought, 'I can't believe with these two nitwits…'

He easily broke free from the grasp of the two while they keep blaming on each other. He was ready to run but stopped mid-step and looked over his shoulder, "Hey guys, you wanna get inside or not?"

Black*Star and Patty snapped from their bickering and glanced to him, they replied in unison, "C-Coming!"

"Papa, will you please stop crying already?" Maka pleaded for the seventh time ever since they were still inside the bridal car. She covered his ears tightly as Spirit continued sniffling beside her in front of a huge stilted door of the Death City's cathedral.

Between sobs, Spirit suddenly cried out, "… MAMAAA! O-Our daughter's going to be married and I don't know what to do!"

Maka rolled her eyes then impatience got to her. She was about to push the door open when Spirit spoke in a stern voice, she froze, "You know what Maka, I'm sure Mama's proud of you."

The young meister turned around in confusion about bringing up that topic and asked, "R-Really?"

Spirit nodded and continued, "You became a strong meister and you manage to turn your partner into a Death Scythe, just like your Mama…"

"Papa…?"

"… Time really flew fast. You've grown-up into a fine lady. I'm very proud of you, Maka."

Maka felt worried because it's been a very long time since she heard her father this serious, "Papa, this isn't like you. You're scaring me out—"

Spirit finally hugged her daughter and said, "Maybe I really scare you because from the time when you were still a little girl, you hated me so much. I just don't know how to say those important things to you… Until this special day came, this is probably my chance to show you that I could be a great Papa to you for the last time; I'll lead you to the aisle to be with your love one."

He let go of her and held her by the shoulders then he was shocked when he saw the tears were curving from his daughter's face. Maka couldn't hide her emotions anymore, "T-Thank you, Papa… and I'm sorry for everything! I'm so sorry…"

Spirit smiled. He felt relieved that finally he was able to say what he wanted for her daughter before she could live a life where she has to be only with her husband. He wiped her tears away then teased her to make her smile, "So, who's crying now?"

Maka chuckled while gently wiping the lingering teardrops on her delicate face, and then whispered to herself, "Liz would really get mad once she knew I ruined the make-up…"

"Are you ready, Maka? He's waiting."

"Yes…"

The huge door opened wide and everyone turned their gaze to them, especially Soul who's only staring at the bride. He was standing near the altar and he could see Maka clearly walking down the aisle. 'S-She's so beautiful…' he thought and noticed her simple, yet elegant wedding gown, he smiled, 'It suits her—'

"Soul!" the ninja abruptly pulled him and whispered, "What the heck are you doing? You should play the piano now!"

"R-Right."

Quickly, Soul went to his seat and started playing the music for wedding ceremonies. As well as Black*Star, whose in charge of getting the video of the couple, ran and started recording. Soul thought he's lucky since the piano is placed at the right side and he's still near the altar, which he could see Maka close. But then when she arrived at the altar, he thought he's really ill-fated because whenever he tried to glance at his precious love one, whether he likes it or not, he'll have to see her with another man, holding her hands, sharing the vows on each other, exchanging rings…

'I should be the one who's standing next to her… and look into her eyes like that…

Well, maybe if it wasn't him, I'll stop this wedding and pull her outta here. But that's only for stupid people who do those stupid acts, and besides, he's one of my closest comrades. He fought with us through thick and thin and even saved my ass several times. I can't betray a friend like him but then again, I love Maka with all my heart… I wanted her to know that…'

"…Death the Kid, you may kiss the bride."

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End of Chapter 1

A/N: So whaddya think? Don't hate me for the last part people! It's a part of the story that came up from my crazy mind! XD … And this is a SoMa pairing, remember that. (:

This fic was loosely based on a J-Dorama that you might be familiar with. I'm not going to tell the title of that Dorama at this time to avoid some spoilers. But I will eventually, for disclaimer's sake. =p

Anyways, PLEASE REVIEW! It means everything to me so I could write the next chapter as soon as possible!

Thanks for reading ^_^