Hello this story was inspired by the song "Stars" by Switchfoot. This is not a song-fic the song just inspired this story. I own nothing except my constellation "Scythe Wielder".
Maka lay on the grass looking at the stars wondering about what it would be like a star. She heard movement behind her.
"Hey you know the sprinklers will come on whether you're here or not." Soul said.
"I know but the stars are just so beautiful tonight." Maka answered.
"Eh, that's cool enough. Mind if I join you?" He asked.
"Go ahead Soul" She answered. He sat down next to her hands almost touching. They looked at the stars talking, laughing, and just enjoyed each others company.
"Those stars look like pasta." Soul said pointing.
"I guess so." She looked at Soul. He looks different under the starlight. Her thoughts echoed. She looked up and gasped, "Soul those stars look like a scythe!" She pointed at the cluster of red and white stars.
"It does but to me, I see someone wielding it." He replied pointing at the green and white stars around it.
"You're right." She replied, "It looks kind of, like us." They looked at each other not noticing the blush in each others cheeks.
"Let's call it "Scythe Wielder" Maka." Soul said leaning in slightly.
"That sounds perfect." Maka replies leaning as well.
They both closed their eyes with their lips just a breath away and of course-
The sprinklers came on.
Well, this was my first one-shot. I will accept any tips for future romance stories like this and hopefully they will be better.
-CJ out