I wake up to the smell of fresh flowers. "Where's that smell coming from," I think to myself. Then I remembered falling asleep inside of a tent with Soul. As soon as I gain my awareness of where I am, I crawl out from the tent and see a wide open field. It's beautiful. I see hundreds of daisies. To my surprise Soul followed me out shortly after. Usually he doesn't awake until much later in the morning,

"Good morning Maka," he says.

"Hey Soul."

"Do we have anything to eat for breakfast?" I ask with a frown.

"No," he frowned, "Do you want to walk to DeathBucks?"

"You think our tent and the stuff inside will be safe?"

"We're the only people within miles upon miles. We'll be fine."

"Okay."

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"I'll take a mint mocha latte please!" I say to the cashier at DeathBucks.

"I'll take a dark roast coffee with a cinnamon roll. Maka aren't you eating anything?" Soul asks.

I tilt my head and smile, "I'm not hungry."

"Order for Maka Albarn?" I hear a familiar voice call from across the room. I look across the room and see a close friend.

"Liz, you work here?!"

"Yes! I wasn't expecting to see you here. What you doing on this side of town? "

"Soul and I were spending the night in the fields. Waking up to the smell of daisies is so refreshing. Maybe sometime we could do it as a group with Patty and Kid."

"No thank you. I don't do well with bugs."

"Oh well. Nice seeing you."

"Bye Maka!"

I hand Soul his drink, take mine and then walk outside. I sip at mine as the cool, crisp spring air hits me. These kind of days aren't too often. Death City doesn't get much of a fall or spring. We have two extremes, summer and winter. I watch Soul chow down on his cinnamon roll while we walk back to our camp. "How can he stand to eat it like that?" I think. But he looks cute as he does it so I don't bother him. I enjoy the beautiful breeze. The trees are covered in pink cherry blossoms. The wind picks up and blows many onto the ground and even into our hair. I giggle. The trip back is fairly silent. I finish my drink and throw the cup into the trash bag inside the tent. I crawl inside the tent and Soul follows me in.

"It's so nice out."

"I guess it's cool."

"Soul why do you always have to say that word," I sigh.

"Why do you have to have a flat chest?"

"MAKA CHOP!"

"Damn it Maka."


Author's Note

Word Count: 447 (not counting A/N)

I know that was short and not too good, but it was my attempt at breaking writer's block. There will be four more, Summer, Autumn, and Winter. This was Spring. I know Winter is technically the first season but I felt like starting with Spring! Constructive criticism is highly appreciated as I feel I have a huge space to improve within. However, flaming will not be tolerated. This is NOT my first fanfic. I used to write a lot but I deleted all my old work because it's been almost a year since I've wrote and I feel my writing style matured.

- Vanilla