Hello again, dears! Yeesh, I'm making a habit out of posting at late times aren't I?

So anywho, I was bored and got back into the lovely show soul eater~ And because even after watching about 10 episodes, I was still bored so I decided to write a short story bout Soul and Maka. This takes place after their little encounter with Crona and Ragnarok. Nothin' too eventful, just a bit of fluff I guess. Written out of complete boredom. God, I need friends...

Please review!

Alice~

"Soul, I'm home~." I called, shutting the door behind me.

"Hey, Maka. In here." I heard him call from his bedroom. I smiled. I could never express to him how happy I was that he was home. After that incedent with Crona, every day he was in the hospital I got more and more worried. But now, he was finally back home. Back where I could see him every day. I walked into his room and frowned when I saw him holding ice to the large scar on his chest.

"Oh no! Soul, are you ok?" I asked, dropping my stuff and running to him. He nodded.

"Yeah, I'm fine. It just hurts a little, ya know? Gah, its so uncool that I have to stay out of school for something as lame as this." He grunted when he sat up, and I helped him.

"Well, they only want you to get better as fast as possible!" I looked deep into his red eyes and took a deep breath. "I... Want you to get better as fast as possible." His head cocked to the side.

"Really? I didn't think you really cared that much for me..." He looked down and frowned. I gasped.

"Of course I care, you idiot!" I yelled, scowling. "You almost died! You nearly died... to save my life... Why wouldn't I care?" He looked back up into my green eyes and smirked.

"Like I said... I'm a weapon. I'll always be ready to die for my meister." I felt tears well up in my eyes.

"You idiot..." I yelled, tears rolling down my cheeks. I threw my arms around his shoulders and hugged him tightly. "You can't be that reckless! I almost lost you! Do you have any idea-... I... I couldn't live with myself if I was the reason you died!" I cried out into his shoulders.

"Maka..." He patted my shoulders. "Hey, don't cry! It's my fault, alright! Like I told you in the hospital, this happened to me because of my choice, not yours ok? Don't cry, Maka. Cool people don't cry. And you're deffinately a cool person." I wiped my eyes and chuckled.

"You really think I am?" I asked. He laughed, ruffling my hair.

"Of course. So stop all that crying." I looked up at him, and he wiped his thumb under my eye, wiping away a tear.

"S-Soul?" I said softly. He smiled.

"Yes, Maka?" I swallowed the lump in my throat. I can't tell him I love him... What if he doesn't feel the same way about me. "Maka?" He frowned.

"I-..." I sniffed. "I-... I'm just really glad you're ok." He smiled that wide smile again, revealing those sharp teeth. He dipped his mouth down closer to mine.

"I am too." He whispered. My eyes widened. Was he... was he about to kiss me?

"Soul?" I asked, my heart slamming in my chest.

"What is it, Maka?" I took a deep breath, ignoring that tiny voice in the back of my head telling me to stop, and pushed my lips to meet his. He moved his lips against mine, running a hand through my bangs. When he finally pulled away, he smirked.

"I'm glad I feel better too. If I didn't, I wouldn't be able to kiss you." I smiled.

"Soul-... I-... I..." He pressed his lips against mine for a quick second.

"I love you, Maka."

"I love you too, Soul.

I hope you liked this little short story! Reviews are very welcome! Bye Bye everyone~