Always, a word that meant 'forever', one of my favorite words, next to the word 'love' those two words were my favorite words, because those were the words I always thought of Maka when I heard them. They say that eyes are the windows to the soul and I always thought hers was the most beautiful…
"Maka," I asked, "What're you drawing?"
She jumped, quickly covering the page, a blush creeping along her cheeks. She's so cute when she does that.
"Nothing." She said defensively, sitting up straight.
"Don't say 'nothing' I know it's something or else you wouldn't have hidden it for me." I said standing up and walking over to her, "Now let me see."
I reached for the paper, but she grabbed it up quickly, holding it close to her, "No!"
"Give it!" I commanded. Her arguing only made me more curious, I grabbed for it, but she darted around the coffee table out of my reach.
"No!" was her only reply.
"Let me see!" I ordered impatiently, going around the coffee table after her, but she just dogged me and again ran around to the other side of the table.
"No! Soul!" she yelled.
"Why not!" I demanded she was making me more and more curious by the second.
"Because it's private!" she exclaimed dogging me as I jumped across the table after her, she had a pretty firm grip, she pulled it back out of my hands before I could see it, I caught a glimpse of it as she ran into the kitchen. Was that a heart? What was inside it? I followed her into the kitchen,
"It's just a drawing, let me see!" I demanded.
"No!" she said her grip on the papers tightening, "It's embarrassing!"
"What's so embarrassing about a picture?" I asked cornering her against the fridge, "If it's drawn badly, I promise not to laugh."
"No!" she went to dodge me by ducking under my arms, but I caught her by the waist pushing her back up against the fridge as she let out a gasp.
"Now, let me see." I said calmly, she was too surprised by where my hand was to argue. I pulled the paper out of her hand easily.
"Soul, don't look!" she ordered, her face still flushed with the way I was holding her.
This only made me want to look even more. I turned it over and looked at it.
It was a picture of a heart with a ribbon wrapping around it twice, our names in the first strand of ribbon and 'Always' in the bottom strand of ribbon. Our names and 'Always' was in pretty cursive writing and 'XOXO' in the bottom corner. A smirk grew on my face, and Maka's blush reddened.
"I told you not to look." She huffed, looking down at the floor.
She moved to push passed me, but I threw her back up against the fridge, maybe a little too rough, and kissed her. When I pulled away, she gawked at me in surprise. Her blush had reddened even more, but she was smiling.
"I love you too." I whispered her smile widened as she grabbed the back of my neck, pulling me closer and kissing me hard. She was pinned between me and the fridge, one of my hands holding her by the waist and the other stroking her leg, of which she'd brought up her knee to rest against my hips. I made my hand glide up her leg until I felt the tip of her skirt; I moved my hand to push up her skirt gently, causing her to sigh. We were pressed up against each other, I could feel one of her hands still on the back of my neck and another pressed up against my chest right were my heart was, it seemed to be the perfect place for her hand considering she owned it. I could feel her heartbeat getting faster and faster, my adrenaline was pumping, it took all my strength to go slow, but I had to so if she wanted me to stop she could stop me. I felt her breathe on my cheek and heard another muffled sigh come from her as I tugged at her–
"Oh, now, I see…" came Blair's voice, making us both jump, "You won't play with me, because you already have a little playmate."
Maka and I looked at her, when did she get there?
"Blair, what are you doing here?" Maka asked sounding irritated.
"I live here, too." Blair reminded her.
"Well –still– go away!" Maka said in frustration.
"Okay." Blair shrugged, walking out of the kitchen.
A couple seconds later, we heard, "Sorry, guys, but Soul and Maka are playing right now so you'll have to come back later." Blair was saying.
"What!" I exclaimed as we both ran to see who Blair was talking to.
"What do you mean by 'playing'?" I heard Liz ask, as we burst through the kitchen door.
"Oh…" Patty said pointing a finger at us.
Everyone turned to look at me and Maka shock in their eyes. Maka and I both looked down at what Patty was pointing at. Then we realized Maka's skirt was up. As Maka fixed her skirt back, her blush got redder if it were possible and a blush grew on my face.
"As you can see, Maka is Soul's little 'playmate'." Blair continued.
"Soul and Maka, sitting in a tree, K. I. S. S. I. N. G!" Patty started singing and before I knew it Liz was singing along, "First comes love, second comes marriage, then come Maka pushing the baby carriage!"
"Not cool!" I yelled at Liz and Patty, who were giggling like little school girls.
They're so immature– and that's coming from me!
"Didn't mean to intrude, we'll just come back another time." Kid said apologetically.
"Liz, Patty, we're leaving now." He announced.
"Okey Dokey!" Patty said, following after Kid.
I looked over at Liz who was whispering into Maka's hear, Maka's blush got redder– again how is that possible? When Liz was done whispering whatever, she and Blair walked out the door together,
"Bye bye!" "Have fun playing!" they called over their shoulders, closing the door behind them.
Silence…
"Do you really love me?" I heard Maka's voice shortly after.
"Always have, always will." I replied.
"Always?" she asked, as I wrapped my arms around her looking into her eyes.
"Always."