I thought this would be a sweet one-shot of where Maka meets Soul at a party hosted by Soul's parents. The problem is he knows her name but she never found his. Soul always hoped for a chance to change that. Will his one-in-million-chance happen?

Maka sighed and pulled at the ends of her black dress. The fabric stopped at her knees and the spaghetti straps made her feel exposed. Why did her mother bring her to a fancy party like this? She felt so out of place. Even her mother could blend with the rich, classy adults, but she stuck out like a sore thumb. Her eyes searched for a way out of the crowd. An empty place near the corner where the punch was caught her eyes. Being careful not to run into people or step on toes, she moved through the sea. At last she was out of there. She let out a relieved breath.

"Claustrophobic or hate people?" Maka jumped at the voice. There was a boy – about nine like her – with messy, spiked white hair drinking punch in a black and gray pinstripe suit. Obviously, he didn't want to be here either.

"I don't like crowds," she answered, grabbing a cup also. "Why are you alone over here?"

He shrugged nonchalantly. "I hate parties and the people are jerks."

She took a sip of the red drink. Sweet yet tangy. Must be fruit punch like she thought for kids like her. "Then why are you here if you don't like parties?"

Red eyes gazed at her causing Maka to inwardly gasp. "My parents made me. This is my house and they think if we have guests, I should be social even if I embarrass them."

He lived in a huge mansion like this? It must be lonely then. "Why would you embarrass them?"

"Because I'm not perfect like they want me too," he told her, becoming distant. With a flash of sharp teeth, he chuckled. "I don't know your name yet and I'm venting to you about my problems."

She blinked then smiled. "Oh yeah. I'm Maka." She held out a hand to him.

With a smirk, he took it. "So-"

"Hey, bro! Finally find a girl who will talk to you!" A teen with white hair like the younger boy walked up, laughing. "I'm only kidding." He looked at Maka, who let go of Soul hand when he arrived. "Hello. I'm Wes Evans. I see you've met my little brother."

The other boy stuffed his hands in his pockets, mumbling about interruptions. Maka nodded, "Yeah. Um, nice to meet you, Wes. I'm Maka Albarn."

Wes snapped his fingers. "Isn't your mother Kami Albarn? Mom said she invited her and her daughter."

"Yeah, that's her." Maka was surprised he remembered her mother.

"That must be awesome then. I hear she travels a lot. You must get to go a lot of places," he conversed kindly, smiling unlike his sibling who seemed to be less enthusiastic.

"It's okay. Kind of gets boring after a while. I move around to much and never really get to make friends." A pale blush heated on her cheeks from talking about her own life. "But I like seeing new places so I don't mind." As hard as she tried to make it sound like it's all fine, she still seemed like she was convincing herself more than them. Luckily Wes didn't catch it, but the other Evans boy did. But he didn't call her out since she was trying to keep her own troubles hidden.

Wes laughed cheerfully in a laid back way. "That's great then."

"Maka, we got to leave quick. Our flight was canceled for tomorrow morning so we have to catch the one at 1 tonight," Maka's mother explained to Maka in a hurry.

A frown etched onto Maka's face. She was enjoying talking to the two. Especially the younger boy though she never could get his name. She waved to them. "I guess I'm leaving already. It was amazing to meet both of you. Bye."

The younger boy waved coolly though his eyes showed slight disappointment. "See ya', Maka."

"Bye, Maka. Maybe we'll see you in the future," Wes added in. Maka gave a small smile to them both before following her mother out in a rush.

Wes turned to his little brother, who was staring after Maka with an unreadable expression. "What did you think, Soul? She was really nice, wasn't she?"

Soul looked up at him and gathered up his cool. "I guess she was cool."

"Think you'll see her again?"

Soul exhaled and put his hands back in his pockets. "I dunno. Maybe." It would be nice if he could meet the girl who he could actually feel comfortable talking to again, but he knew there's a one in a million chance of that happening.

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Soul blinked at the girl reading alone at a lunch table. Was it true? Only way to find out. Calmly he walked over to the table. "You're Maka right? Maka Albarn?"

Green eyes looked up at him. Those same green eyes. "Uh-huh. Why?"

He smirked, flashing his shark-teeth. "I never got to tell you my name." Her eyes widened. Looks like he got that one in a million chance after all.

Cheesy, but who doesn't love a cheesy Soul? Weird image there. Tell me how it is, okay? Truth be told, I haven't seen the anime but I have read about half of the manga and know the characters very well. But the characters might still be OOC. Tell me if I'm doing okay and what I do wrong please! Review, favorite, follow!