The night sky was twinkling with stars and was dimly lit by the orange lamp outside of soul and maka's apartment. The two had came back from one of the best night of the lives, the party where soul had became a death scythe. Soul was wearing a black suit, a red and black tie and baggy trousers; that were obviously to large. Maka was wearing a long black dress, in unison with soul, with a red ribbon round her waste. The dress also showed off her figure, hips and torso.
"I've got to admit, if it wasn't for you, I wouldn't have been to that party" soul exclaimed. Maka simply blushed, and replied with "thanks"
"But I did most of the work" soul teased, as he held open the door for Maka, with a grin on his face. Maka simply giggled at his attempt to annoy her, she walked in to the apartment and a clicking noise suggested she had turned the lights on. Soul was shocked by her response, but he soon realised that nothing could ruin her day. He stepped into the house and shut the door behind him.
"What do you want to do? I doubt I can sleep tonight" Maka laughed in unison with soul,
"The usual, tv and snacks?" Soul asked.
"Sure, shall I make nachos and-" Maka started
"And sour cream and salsa and cheese.." Soul gauped, as he dribbled slowly.
"Yeah ok" Maka said as she went upstairs to get changed.
A couple of minutes later, the footsteps of Maka walking down the stairs was audible as she ran down the stairs. Maka had her messy blonde hair down, which complimented her sleepy look; tho included baggy pink trousers and a tight light pink top. Soul was sat on the couch, cross legged in his grey top and trousers.
Maka tip toed her way to the spotless kitchen counter, and prepared the nachos and dip.
Soul turned the TV on, it was a nature document, spoken by a man with a soft voice. But all of that was a distant blur, soul was starring at Maka, he loved everything he saw. Her soft blonde hair, that she kept in a messy condition - he found it very cute. He loved her bright green eyes, that sparkled from the bright light above them. And mostly, he loved her lips, and he longingly wished they were on his...
"Soul?" Maka said softly.
"Wha?" Soul murmured.
"You were starring at me, anyway the nachos are ready" Maka said, trying to avoid the subject. She walked round and sat next to soul, who felt very far away from her. He awkwardly shuffled his way to her, Maka turned her head and gave soul a questioning look.
"Don't worry silly I'm not gonna eat them all" Maka giggled.
"Damn it!" Soul thought. She had seen him, she would have thought he was weird-
But then Maka moved towards him, but this wasn't close enough. Soul shuffled so close that their knees were practically touching, and pulled the cheesiest move - probably as cheesy as their nachos. He yawned and put his arm round her kneck. He was so anxious of what her reaction might be, his ears got hot and he felt like his organs had left his body. Maka turned round the question his actions, and she was so close she was touching his lips with her own. Soul was petrified.
He questioned this but soon realised that he had moved extremely close. He decided to play along; apparently Maka was doing this too. Soul shared a long kiss, and he agreed this was the best night of his life, and hopefully he would spend the rest of it with her...
