Maka stood in front of the mirror inspecting her white dress, what should be the happiest day of her life was causing her pain. She couldn't help but feel a certain amount of emptiness in her heart. Something important was missing, her former weapon partner Soul.
It had been quite a while since their class left the academy and Soul became a death scythe. Many things had changed since then. In the beginning, Maka and Soul had kept in touch and met regularly. She told him everything and he was her rock. She didn't remember exactly how it happened, but gradually those meetings between them became fewer and more spread out.
She missed him terribly, she had reconnected with Crona soon after and she noticed a change in him, he was gaining confidence slowly and what started out as a rekindled friendship quickly became something much more. Maka had fallen in love with him.
Crona knew part of Maka's heart would always be with Soul and he knew that the only way to ease Maka's pain, Soul would need to be in her loved her enough to make every attempt to bring her happiness.
A sudden knock on the door caught Maka's attention, she turned to see her visitor.
"Papa, what are you doing here?" She asked, her tone wasn't filled with anger this time but sadness.
"I just wanted to check on you, today's a big day for you. Nervous?" He asked. Maka shook her head.
"No. I just- did you look?" Spirit moved closer.
"Maka, you're as beautiful as your mother, when I see you in that dress I can't help but think that your mother and I are losing our little girl."
"He's not there is he?" She asked disappointed.
"I'm sorry Maka, I didn't." He confessed.
"I don't understand Papa, we were so close and then- he said he'd always be there for me." She lowered herself into the chair.
"I know he did, sometimes people just -"
"No, Soul's different. He was my best friend and I could always count on him. I know I'm supposed to be happy today, but I just can't be."
"Maka, you can't put yourself on hold for someone who's not there anymore. You invited him and that's all you can do,after that it's his choice. It's not always easy but things happen, people get busy and you'll see that people will come into your life and one day they just -"
"Is everything okay Maka?" Tsubaki asked from the doorway.
"No, but we can't do anything about that."
"I'm sorry, I know you wanted him here. We'll be ready in a few minutes." She said sympathetically.
"He must be busy, I'll be ready soon, thanks." The dark haired weapon smiled sadly and nodded before disappearing from view.
On the other end of the building, Crona paced nervously.
"What if Maka doesn't show up, and I feel so sad for her. What if-"
"Knock it off, your pacing is getting on my nerves!" Ragnarok shouted waving his fists threateningly.
"I don't know if I can deal with this, I don't want Maka to be so unhappy. I tried to get Soul, He wants to be here I know it. He's always supported her and he loves her as much as i do. Maybe we should -"
"Are you listening to anything I say?"
"Honestly no, I don't really care about that right now, Maka's going to marry me and she's not happy like she's supposed to be. How do I deal with this?" Before the demon sword could insult him as usual, Crona saw a figure from the corner of his eye and turned.
"Soul, you're here, I'm glad you made it, Maka's going to be so-"
"Yeah, I'm here, let's take a little walk." Crona slowly made his way over to his old friend and the two made their way through the hall and outside.