Valentine's Day Blues

Soul+Maka/Soul+Blair

I was so excited. The Vilentine's Day Dance was coming up. Last year I couldn't find anyone to go with, and I had to go with my dad. That's why this year, I've got a plan.

I looked over at my partner and smiled. It was the perfect plan. I'd go right up to Soul, and ask him to go with me. Simple.

As I started to walk over, a stupid thought hit me, what if he takes this seriously?

I stopped in my tracks, and just started at Soul. He turned around and rasied an eyebrow, "What?" he asked.

"Uh... ur... um... nevermind." I sighed and went to my room.

As I layed on my bed, I stared at the ceiling and thought, If he did take me seriously, would he just flat-out reject me? Or would he agree? Do I want him to agree? Do I...? Suddenly I started laughing.

"What's with the laughter?" Blair asked, popping her head in the room.

"I- I was just... pfft... thinking that... hahaha... I'm acting like Dad!" I replied, still laughing.

Blair blinked twice, obviously not getting it, and left, still confused.

As the days passed by, I still hadn't asked Soul to the Dance. I knew I needed to, and fast.

So I 'maned' up, and strided over to Soul. I swallowed hard, gathered my courage, and asked, "Soul... would you like to join me at the Dance?" My voice squeeked on the last word.

"Hm?" He looked over, and solemly replied, "Sorry, I'm already going with Blair."

I could feel the world crashing around me. Blair? Blair? BLAIR? I thought to myself.

I retreated back to my room, and I didn't leave, and I didn't plan on leaving any time soon.

I slept through my alarm. Who cared? All I'd see is Soul and Blair walking out, arm in arm, all lovey-dovey.

Why was I letting this get to me? Why did I care so much? Surely... surely I don't actually... like like Soul... I mean, he's my partner but, do I really love him?

I didn't want to think about it anymore. I turned over and went back to sleep.

6:02p.m.

I slumped on the couch. Soul and Blair should be happily dancing the night away now. Before I realized it, tears had filled my eyes, and had started rolling down my cheeks.

I heard the door open, but I paid no attantion. I was crying too hard to care. I heard a grunt, then the door slammed.

Then it went silent.

"Maka? What's wrong?" A low, familiar voice asked.

My tears started flowing again.

"H-hey! What's with the waterworks?"

I couldn't stop crying to say. Even if I could, I had no idea what I would say. Everything was just so... so... frusterating.

Soul awkwardly sat down beside me, and (still awkwardly) put his arm around me.

I moved closer and burried my head into his chest.

After a while (when I had stopped crying) we sat in silence, just, sitting there. Not talking. Not moving.

7:43p.m.

"Soul...?" I squeeked, my voice not used to talking.

"Hm?" He grunted in reply.

"Why'd you come home?"

It was slient for a moment, then he answered one word, "Tsubaki."

"What?" I sat up and looked at him.

"Well, uh... Tsubaki just told me that... uh, you were here and... oH! Blair ditched me for... I don't even know! But she ditched me! And then Tsubaki said you were here along and... do you love me?"

I blinked twice, then his question hit me, "What?" I screamed, jumping up.

"Well? Do you?"

"T-that is... I... uh..." before I could actually answer, I felt something soft press against my lips. "S-soul..."

"Shut up!" he crashed his lips on mine again, and pulled me onto the couch.

He pulled me close, and I could hear his heart beating faster and faster. My own heart felt like it would just start flying away.

When he parted my lips, I didn't think much of it until I felt something enter between my lips.

I tried to push him away, but he just pulled me closer. I finally stopped struggling, and when he pulled away, I just stared at him. When I was about to say something, he smiled and merely said, "Happy Valentines Day."

I smiled back and replied, "Happy Valentines Day."