I do not own Soul Eater, though I wish I did (crying in the corner)!
This is my first fan fiction, so don't be too mean. Thanks for reading, and Please Please Please Review.
The Valentine
Maka Albarn was feeling putout, considering her partner had ditched class yet again. That left her to suffer, watching Stein dissect a rare bird, all alone.
"Hey Maka." Liz whispered to the scythe meister.
"Yeah?" She replied, leaning forward.
"Did you get any valentines? Tsubaki got 27 of them before class even started. Patty got more than I care to admit and I got quite a nice sized pile." The older demon gun sister said, her head tilted to the row behind her.
Maka froze. She had forgotten what day it was. It was a day she loathed with every fiber of her being. She slowly shook her head, her mind reeling.
"You okay? I mean, you went a little pale. Um, Maka?"
"What? I'm fine, I just forgot what day it was, that's all." She told Liz, forcing a smile on her face.
Liz noticed, but took it as annoyance.
"Oh, you don't want to see Spirit. Sorry if I ruined your day, Maka."
Maka realized what Liz meant, then started to shake her head.
"No, actually my father is on his best behavior on Valentines Day. It's a personal reason, that's all. This day is sort of a depressing day for my family. I'd rather not talk about it."
Soul Eater looked at his partner in surprise as he listened to the conversation. He had sneaked into class, since he'd forgotten his keys in Maka's bag. When the albino haired boy heard Liz ask her a question, he couldn't help but listen in curiosity.
"Soul Eater, since you finally decided to join us for class, I suggest you sit down, unless you want to become my next experiment." Professor Stein stated.
The Death Scythe shivered and quickly took his seat next to Maka, who was giving him a death glare. He avoided her gaze, looking anywhere else. Just then, the door opened, revealing a sober looking Spirit. As he walked over to Stein, he nodded sullenly to his daughter, who nodded back. As the 2 adults shared a few words, two other people walked through the door.
The teenage Scythe meister gasped, drawing a questioning glance from her partner.
"Mama! Onii-San!"
The whole entire classroom quieted at her outburst. Then all hell broke loose.