Maka's POV:
"Soul! ". I screamed as I was running down the stairs of the DWMA. He turned around giving me that lopsided grin he always does, I love that grin. "Maka?" His response snapped me out my gaze I didn't even realize that I was staring. "Yea? " I said with my head down trying to hide my blush. "I don't know your the one who called me first" was his answer, then I remembered what I called him for."Lord death wants us in the Death Room now". I replied as I took his hand and started practically dragging him. 'Boy is he's heavy!' I thought to myself.
~Timeskip Death Room~
"Maka,Soul!" said no other than Lord Death in a comical voice that somehow suited him. "Yes Lord Death were here what was it you wanted to talk about?" I asked. "Maka..." he started off, the comicalness leaving his voice completely, replaced with a very serious tone."Your leaving DWMA".
Author's Note: should I continue? Please comment if I should. This is also on wattpad the first chapter was really short though but they got longer.