Warming: contains spoilers for chapter 63 and onward.
Disclaimer: I don't own Soul Eater
'God, I hate Phys. Ed. so much sometimes,' Maka thought. She stepped into the shower, in the girls' locker room, and turned the water to lukewarm. Without having had a mission in a few days, due to a sprained wrist, her muscles had been overworked in the sudden physical activity. She was already feeling the effects on her body.
"Maka - san?" Monica, a one of the new meisters, said to catch her attention.
"Hm? Yes?" she answered politely.
"You're soooo lucky!" Monica exclaimed.
Maka blinked, pausing in running her hands through her wet hair. She was lucky? Well she had the love of her friends, a loyal weapon, a good education, a roof over her head…
"How do you mean?" she asked.
"Well, you made your weapon into a death scythe, you can perform a rare attack, and… and…" the junior trailed off sheepishly, a blush creeping up her cheeks.
"And Soul - kun is sooo HOT!!" Monica's best friend, Amber, exclaimed.
"Ehh?!"
"Yeah! Yeah!" Amber nodded vigorously, "All of the other girl meisters, well the ones that are single, are reeeally jealous of you!"
"And he is soooo cool!" another meister gushed dreamily. Maka couldn't help but blush lightly. They were jealous of her?! What the hell?!
Her blush only darkened, thinking of how Soul had walked out of the shower the other day, clad in only a towel…
"…and he's so loyal to you! He's been sent so many requests to be other people's weapon, but hasn't accepted any." She hadn't realized that the starry - eyed meister and still been talking… A small smile touched Maka's lips. It was true; Soul had been trashing the requests whenever he received a new one…
Maka turned off the water and squeezed the excess water from her hair. She dried and hurriedly dressed in the uniform.
"Yeah, I guess I am really lucky." was all she said, and hurried to find her weapon.
He had been leaning coolly against the wall a few feet from the girls' locker room, when, out of nowhere, his meister came up and pecked him lightly and the cheek. Stunned, he stayed glued to the wall. When he didn't fallow Maka stopped, Turned, and asked casually "You coming?" Soul cocked a brow at her, but, just as casual, walked forward to stand next to her. She smiled and continued.
He swore he head Maka whisper a quiet "Thanks" when he turned the key in the motorcycle.