I recently joined the Soul Eater fandom, and I absolutely love all of the characters! However, my favorite ship for this anime is most definitely SoMa... Those two are so much fun to watch, whether they're fighting kishins or arguing with each other! So on behalf of my favorite ship, I decided to publish this one shot, which is told from Soul's POV. I hope you enjoy and please leave a review! Your opinions are always welcomed!

Disclaimer: I do not own Soul Eater.


"Soul, wake up! It's time for breakfast!" Maka Albarn, my meister, yelled as she pounded on my door.

I shivered as I thought of the ruthless Maka CHOP I would get if I told her to give me five more minutes before falling back asleep. Maka is obsessive to say the least when it comes to her academics at the DWMA, also known as the Death Weapon Meister Academy. Me on the other hand, I just do what I can to make decent grades. I'm just not a bookworm when it comes to my studies, unlike a certain green eyed, short pale blonde that I know.

"Soul! Hurry up! Don't make me come in there!" she yelled.

I grunted as I swung my feet over the left side of my bed and made my way over to my closet to pick out an outfit. "I'm coming, I'm coming," I muttered.

By time I pulled on my yellow and black sweatshirt, maroon colored jeans and tamed my white hair using my favorite ghost white headband, Maka had packed me a "to go" breakfast. I tried my best to ignore the tapping of one of her usual combat boots and the look of impatience she had on her face as I entered the kitchen. "Soul," she growled, "I don't want to be late."

"Jeez Maka. I'll just drive faster than I normally do. You of all people should know that cool guys are never late. It's not cool." I flashed my usual grin, which usually scared people away, but when I first met Maka, my sharp shark like teeth didn't faze her at all.

"That's what I'm afraid of. Here's your breakfast. Hurry up and grab what you need before we end up being tardy, Soul," said Maka.

"At least I let you wear my helmet when I drive. Doesn't it give you a sense of comfort, bookworm?" I remarked, knowing that I hit a nerve.

"You know I feel much safer when I'm off that death trap," she muttered.

"Isn't it a bit early for jokes Maka?" I asked.

"I don't care Soul," she said.

"Okay, okay, let's go, tiny tits." I tried to outrun my impending doom, but unfortunately, she reacted quicker than I anticipated. Well, this is gonna hurt...

"Maka CHOP!" she screamed as she slammed her recently acquired encyclopedia down on my head. (Yeah, that's right. I've been Maka CHOPPED enough times, it has gotten to the point where I know which book is being slammed down on my head. I'm still amazed that I can tell the difference to begin with...)

"Ouch…" I groaned and gently checked my newly acquired injury. I looked up to see that Maka had already left, and guessed that she was most likely waiting for me down by my motorcycle. "Hopefully Lord Death will have a mission for us to go on… then again, I would rather put up with Maka CHOPS than be stuck listening to her father rant at me…" I mumbled as I grabbed my bike keys before leaving our apartment to head to my motorcycle.


I screeched to a halt in front of the DWMA, and before I even had the keys out of the ignition, Maka was already up the first half of stairs leading to the entrance of the academy. I sighed, and followed in a slower fashion, knowing that I would get to class just before the bell would ring. I hope Stein actually lectures about something useful and doesn't plan to dissect another endangered animal…

"YAHOO! Good morning fellow students! It is me, your god, the almighty Black Star! I plan to surpass God, got it?!" my best friend and meister Black Star yelled from atop of one of the pointy red decorative objects sticking out of the academy.

I smirked at the sight of my blue haired friend. "Morning Black Star!" I shouted.

"Come on Black Star, we're going to be late if we don't hurry!" his weapon, Tsubaki, pleaded.

He gracefully landed in front of the academy entrance and laughed. "Nonsense Tsubaki! A god is never late, he is simply earlier than everyone else! Let's go!" He took hold of her arm and started to drag her towards our classroom.

She noticed me and waved with her free hand. "Good morning Soul!" she cheerfully said.

I fell in step behind the pair. "Morning Tsubaki. Hey Black Star, I'm pretty sure Tsubaki can walk the rest of the way to class just fine," I remarked.

He released his grip on Tsubaki, who easily kept pace with her hyper partner."Good morning Soul! Your god apologies for not acknowledging your presence earlier! Where is Maka, anyway?"

I was about to reply to Black Star when a familiar voice interrupted our conversation. "I AM ASYMMETRICAL GARBAGE! I DON'T DESERVE TO LIVE!"

I rolled my eyes. Death the Kid having another symmetry tantrum this early in the morning? Talk about shattering his current records.

"Kid, will you stop?! You're making a scene! Not to mention that you're ruining our- er, I mean - you're ruining your reputation! Come on! Class is going to start soon!" Kid's voice of reason, (usually) Liz Thompson, screamed at her meister.

"Yeah Kid! You're always symmetrical anyways!" The other sister, Patti Thompson, added.

Kid sniffed and wiped his eyes. "You really think so?" His eyes slightly watered with hope.

"Of course Kid. Now can we get to class? I'd rather not get a detention from Stein… I heard he dissects the kids who end up having to serve them!" Liz shuddered, while her sister lightly giggled.

"That's funny sis!" she said.

"Yeah, whatever Patti. Come on Kid," Liz said as she proceeded to drag the mumbling meister as her sister happily skipped right behind them.

Black Star let out a low whistle. "Wow, looks like Kid had a rough morning. Let's go find out why Tsubaki! Your god will see you later Soul!" My blue haired friend ran off in the direction of Kid and the Thompson sisters, while Tsubaki followed in a slower fashion. I don't understand how she puts up with him... on second thought, I have no idea how I do it either.

A sound of laughter filled my ears and I quickly located the source. I saw the familiar back of a short pale blonde, who was wearing her usual schoolgirl outfit and combat boots. I smiled upon finally locating her, but my smile turned into a frown once I realized who she was talking to.

She was talking to another guy.

A guy that was not Black Star, Kid, Crona and most certainly not me.

What happened to the need to get to class on time Maka? Miss A grade student a rebel? Who knew?

I crept up behind her before I threw my left arm around her shoulders, and she squeaked in surprise. "Soul?! W-what are you doing here?"

"Good morning to you too, Maka. Who's this guy? Is he bothering you?" I scanned and glared at the guy, and tried to determine if he was going to be a threat to my meister.

"H-he's just a friend, Soul. There's nothing to worry about," Maka stammered.

"Soul huh? Who are you, her boyfriend?" the guy asked.

I dangerously smirked at this asshole, warning him about my relationship with Maka before even saying a word. "She's my meister."

"That's supposed to carry some weight shark boy?" the guy sneered.

"It should. As my duty as her weapon, I have sworn to protect her from threats. Kishin and others if necessary. Get the picture?" I darkly asked.

"Whatever. Hey Maka, are we still on for Saturday night?"

Maka blushed (which I kinda had to do a double take to process) and giggled. "Yes! Of course we are Travis! I can't wait!"

I rolled my eyes. This is starting to get a little nauseating. "Come on Maka. You don't want to be late for class, would you? I bet Ox is already there." I smiled, knowing that would catch her attention.

Just as I predicted, she gasped before growing a slight shade of red in anger. "Let's go Soul," she growled. I allowed her to take my arm and drag me away, because I was too busy gloating to this Travis guy by showing off the fact that I will be closer to Maka than he will ever be. Not to mention I also enjoyed making him squirm, as I saw that he quickly came to the same conclusion.

This day has taken a turn for the better. Now all I need to do is question Maka about this guy… it's not like she's going to make it easy for me though. I have a feeling that this is going to be one rocky afternoon… Death help me.


Finally the last bell rang to dismiss us for the weekend, and we (me, Maka, Black Star, Tsubaki, Kid, Liz and Patti) exited the academy to head back to our apartments (in the case of Kid, a mansion) to get settled for the weekend. Unfortunately, Lord Death did not have any missions for us, so our weekends were pretty much free. Well, at least mine was. "Hey Maka, what are you going to do this weekend?" Tsubaki asked.

"Oh, um, you see…" Maka began to blush, as she thought about that guy. I clenched my teeth, and willed myself to keep my mouth shut for the sake of my health.

"I know you will be praying to your one and only god Bl-"

"Maka CHOP!" she yelled as she pulled her usual book from its hiding place and slammed it down on his head. He began to twitch a little bit, and I kinda felt sorry for him, but I was also glad I was not the one to get Maka CHOPPED this time.

"So, what were you saying, Maka?" Liz egged on, knowing that something, rather someone, had caused Maka to blush.

"Ihaveadate." she spoke rather quickly and I barely understood what she said myself. However, the others didn't seem to catch a word of what was spoken. It was clear as day in the confused expressions they all were wearing.

"I'm sorry, Maka, what was that?" Liz politely asked. I had the feeling that Liz had understood what Maka said, but she just wanted to clarify Maka's weekend plans.

Maka sighed. "I have a date."

"FINALLY!" Liz cheered.

"Who asked you out Maka?" Tsubaki asked.

"Travis." she smiled and blushed once more. You have got to be kidding me Maka. I never pinned you for the kind of girl to do mushy girly things like this. Whatever.

Liz's eyes grew to the size of saucers. "Seriously?! He's the most popular kid in his grade!" I don't know how much more of this crap I can take, damnit.

"I know. How we met is actually kind of crazy. He was in the library doing research for a project and I accidentally bumped into him, and the pile of books I was carrying ended up being knocked out of my hands. We ended up talking and discovered that we liked the same books, and that's when he asked me out," Maka explained.

I rolled my eyes as I heard this ridiculous story. Maka, I thought you were a smart bookworm. The only reason this guy was in the library was obviously to pick up girls, and you fell directly into his trap. I thought you would be more cautious than this because of the crap your old man put you through.

"Let's go shopping! You need a new outfit, Maka!" Liz exclaimed.

Maka looked down at her usual outfit. "What's wrong with this?"

"What else do you have in your closet besides that?" Liz asked.

"..." Maka remained silent as she stared at Liz in confusion.

"That's exactly what I thought. See you later boys!" Liz yelled as she pushed Maka in front of her, with Tsubaki and Patti falling in step behind the pair.

"YAHOO! Guy's night? What do you think we should do Soul?" Black Star inquired.

I waved him off. "I'll take a rain check, Black Star. I have things that I need to do." I began to walk away from my two friends to make my way back to the apartment I shared with Maka.

"I think the portrait in my bedroom is off by a few inches!" Kid yelled. I turned around just in time and watched as he knocked Black Star over before he made a beeline towards his mansion.

"HEY! You dare knock the mighty Black Star over?!" Black Star yelled at our symmetrically-obsessed friend.

I chuckled as I watched the scene unfold, but my thoughts drifted back to Maka as I turned around to continue walking home. Bookworm going out on a date? Yeah right. I'm going to get the aftermath of all of this when this bastard stands her up and she comes home crying only to rant about how much she hates men. Although it would give me a good excuse to beat the crap out of that guy for making Maka cry… I smirked at that thought. It would suck, but I know teaching this guy a lesson would put me at ease. I hope you know what you're getting yourself into, Maka…


I was watching TV when the girls finally came back, and I'm pretty sure they were carrying enough shopping bags to supply clothes for a small village.

"Let's go to your room, Maka! We need you to pick out one of these outfits to wear tomorrow!" Liz said.

"I-I guess…" Maka said. I smiled and silently laughed, not wanting to draw attention to my presence. That's the bookworm I know… she's not crazy about this type of thing, and she constantly wishes the worst on the male species.

An hour with the girls shuffling about inside Maka's room had passed before they finally emerged. "Soul," Liz called.

I rolled my eyes, knowing what was probably next. "Yeah Liz?"

"We need a male opinion on Maka's outfit. Do you think you're up to saying anything nice about your partner?" I sensed that she had a hidden agenda at work, but chose to ignore her ulterior motives.

I sighed. "I guess. It's not like I have a way out of this anyway." I could have just excused myself to my room, but seeing Maka in a dress is an opportunity I don't plan on passing up.

So when I turned around to face my meister, let's just say I nearly fell over. Apparently, her usual outfit does a good job at hiding her figure, because the light green dress she was wearing enhanced everything about her hidden curves. It was a simple design as well, it covered most of her chest area (not like there was that much she could show off, thank Death) and it ended by her knees, only to show off her amazing legs. She wore a pair of simple black flats, and her usual pigtails were gone, replaced by a messy bun that did a good job of bringing the look together.

"Your thoughts, Soul?" Liz innocently asked. I'm pretty sure every hot-blooded male would react the same way… except her old man. He would flip shit if he ever saw Maka wearing this dress.

"I think you clean up nice, bookworm. Denis is one lucky guy."

Although Maka glared at me, I had trouble taking her seriously. "It's Travis."

"Whatever you say Maka. I'm going to bed." I turned off the TV and made my way to my room, only to shut the door and lean against it. I hope no one noticed my reaction to Maka… that would totally be uncool. Although now that I think about it, it seemed like Liz noticed.

I slammed the back of my head against the bedroom door. "Damnit." Knowing Liz, she's probably concocting another one of her crazy plans right now... Death help me.


The rest of the night had flown by in a flash, and I woke up the next morning on the living room couch, with Maka using me as a pillow once again. We really need to stop falling asleep during our movie marathons… not that I'm complaining. I really like my view.

I looked up at the clock that was hung up on a nearby wall, and the digital numbers read 9:30. I better start breakfast… I'm pretty sure it's my turn anyway. As I tried to slip out from under Maka, I was surprised to see her tighten her grip on me. "Don't leave Soul," she muttered. I watched as she slightly began moving in discomfort. "Don't leave me," she mumbled. She must be having a nightmare. "No. Stop. Don't go. I don't want to be alone!" she yelled.

I had no idea how to handle this situation so I decided to wing it. I wrapped her in my arms and began rocking her back and forth to try to comfort her. After a few minutes, she finally settled down and relaxed her grip on me. I sighed in relief, and easily managed to slip out from under Maka with no issues this time around.

"I wonder what I should make…" I wondered aloud as I made my way to the kitchen.

"Your cheese eggs are always delicious. I know you'll probably make bacon too, since it is your turn to cook."

I turned around to see Maka leaning on the doorway leading into the kitchen. I smirked as I enjoyed the view of Maka's pajamas, which consisted of short shorts and a large tank top leaving little to the imagination. I have no regrets. This is the best decision I have ever made by choosing to team up with her. Although it wouldn't be fair if I didn't start the morning off with some jesting…

"I see you're finally up. I thought you would sleep the afternoon away and miss your date with Denis," I teased.

She glared at me, and all signs of sleep had evaporated. "It's Travis," she corrected.

"Whatever. Breakfast will be ready in fifteen minutes." I opened up the fridge to pull out the bacon, eggs and the shredded cheese that was needed for the meal. I was busy trying to find a frying pan when there was a loud knock on the front door. "Crap," I muttered, as I quickly figured out who it was.

I made my way over to the door to open it and saw no other than Spirit Albarn standing outside. "What do you want?" I grunted.

The Death Scythe tried to push his way past me, but quickly gave up. "I'm here to see my daughter of course! Maka! Your lovely papa is here to see you! I need to talk to you about tonight!" He yelled.

Maka appeared next to me, and she looked visibly pissed. Her old man on the other hand, completely ignored her glare as he embraced her in a rather awkward hug. "What do you mean Papa?" she asked.

He released her from the hug and smiled widely at her. "I mean your date of course! Aren't you a bit young to be going out anyway? You should wait until you're older you know! Boys these days are crazy! I can't even understand how you can live with him and not see that!" Spirit pointed directly at me as he finished his rant.

I sighed. "I'll have you know old man, I'm not like-" I was interrupted by Maka, who looked like she was about to rip her father to shreds.

"I don't even want to know how you found out, and I don't even care. I will never take any dating advice from you considering what you did to mama. AND I'll have you know that living with Soul is a lot easier than living with you. At least he understands the meaning of boundaries, unlike you! Now please leave!" she said.

"But Maka-" he stopped speaking when his daughter glared at him once more. He weakly waved. "Papa loves you."

She rolled her eyes and slammed the door in his face. "Whatever, Papa."

I shrugged. "At least he didn't use the window this time."

Maka nodded her head in agreement. "I guess. That was pretty weird."

"Definitely. You still hungry?" I asked.

Maka smiled. "I'm still up for breakfast."

I grinned. "Good. I would have been disappointed if you let your old man ruin your appetite."

I resumed preparing breakfast as Maka disappeared into her room to freshen up for the day. All I can say is, if this guy breaks her heart, I will break his face. I'm pretty sure Black Star and Kid would inflict similar injuries once they found out what had happened. I smirked. Kishin or not, I take every threat to your well being very seriously, Maka. I'll always protect you, even if you insist that you don't need my protection. As my duty as a weapon and your loyal friend, I'll do whatever it takes to keep you safe, no matter the cost.


I peered out the window to see the laughing sun making its way to the western horizon once again. I hate when days like this fly by. I glanced up at the nearby clock and saw that it was 5:30. Didn't one of the girls say that Travis was swinging by around 6 to pick her up? This is weird… Maka is nowhere to be found. Maybe she's in her room?

I walked over to her bedroom door and softly knocked. "Maka?" I knocked once more. "What's up? I thought you had a hot date tonight," I joked.

There was no response, and this time I knocked a bit harder. "Maka, are you okay? Please talk to me."

"Go away Soul," she whispered.

Upon hearing this, I knew something was up. She sounded… hollow, and like her self confidence had gotten run over by a bus. "Maka, what the hell happened? Aren't you supposed to be getting ready? Isn't Travis going to be here soon?"

It seemed like she brought herself to shuffle over to her bedroom door. I was caught off guard when she threw it open, and I was floored when I saw the state she was in. Her huge emerald eyes were red and puffy, like she had been crying for the past hour. She was wearing a baggy faded sweatshirt (...so that's where it went) and a large pair of DWMA sweatpants to match. She looked so empty, so lost.

"He canceled," she whispered, as if not believing it herself, like she was still trying to process what the hell happened.

My own head began to reel as it tried to process this new information. Cool guys don't cancel on their dates the day that they're supposed to go out. It's uncool. I wonder how I should deal with him...

I was dragged out of my dark thoughts as Maka latched onto me, and I had to adjust my stance to compensate for the force behind Maka's sudden action that almost knocked me off balance.

"W-why does this keep happening to me?" she sobbed into my shirt.

"Maka," I softly said, "Why are you crying over this guy? He's nothing. He doesn't deserve your tears."

"I'm not crying for him Soul. I'm crying because of my own stupidity. Why did I let my guard down? How could I have been so stupid?" she sniffed and looked up at me, and fresh tears had gathered in the corners of her eyes. Damn this asshole for making her feel so vulnerable and insecure. He's going to pay.

This asshole screws her over and now I'm stuck trying to piece my partner back together. "He just lost the best thing he would have ever had Maka. You're so amazing. You're a fierce meister that I'm proud to call my partner, you're loyal to a fault, you're one of the most courageous friends I have and... you're beautiful inside and out, despite everything you have had to put up with… that includes your old man too. Now how about you stop crying so we can do something fun tonight? Just you and me Maka, like it's always been." I smiled and tightened my embrace around my meister.

"Thank you Soul. I have always trusted you since the beginning. I don't know why, but I guess I decided that you were different."

I lightly chuckled. "That's because cool guys are always different from the rest Maka. I am one of those guys you know." I'm glad you decided to trust me, bookworm, just like I decided to trust you. Together we can do anything. Destroying Kishin Asura last year proves that fact.

"Can we watch a movie Soul?" she quietly asked.

I smiled. "You pick the movie, I'll get the popcorn. Oh, and I like your sweatshirt. It looks good on you." I winked at her and she giggled.

"Thanks. I'm going to clean up okay? And I'm sorry about your shirt." she gestured to the tear stains on my right shoulder.

I waved her off. "It's okay Maka. I'll always be here for you, no matter what."

I froze as she kissed me on the cheek. "Thank you Soul. For everything."

I furiously blushed, and I could feel my face heating up to match the color of my crimson eyes. "I hope you don't pick out a sappy romantic comedy, Maka. I've had to deal with enough drama to last me a lifetime."

"Actually, I was thinking an action/adventure movie. I need to see a hero knock a bad guy flat on his ass," she said.

I smiled, knowing that she knew that action/adventure was my favorite movie genre. "I totally agree." I can't wait to hand Travis his ass on Monday. He deserves no mercy. Not from me, Black Star, Kid or Liz. He's going to get what is coming to him, and I can personally guarantee it.


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