Soooo, the anime ended and I was distraught so here's a crack at what my version of after events would be.

I don't own Soul Eater :(

I tried my best to make him understand. I tried everything I could think of, but Soul wasn't listening to me at all today.

"Hurry up! The Academy won't wait for us forever, Soul!" I shouted at him from across the apartment. Soul was never an early riser, but we were on an especially tight schedule today, and I was not going to start off the grand re-opening of the DWMA with a tardy on my records.

Not that anyone keeps those. Do we even have a record room?

Kid would get a crack out of this. If there even is an office at his father's school, I bet the symmetry is all out of whack. Leave it to Kid to have a panic attack over vertically and horizontally stacked folders and copy paper thrown together hastily. The look on his face would be priceless.

Almost as priceless as the look on Soul's face right now.

"Maka…" I raised a hand, covering my mouth as to hide my amusement, but this only encouraged Soul's rage, which in turn, encouraged my laughter.

"I'm sorry, Soul. You just," I burst out laughing again. "You got some toothpaste on your nose, how did you even… Oh, Soul, we've got to go, come on!" I could barely talk I was laughing so hard, nonetheless, we really needed to be at the Academy.

Like, right now.

"You rush me, laugh at me, and then shove me out the door. This is so not cool, Maka." Soul complained to me as we started to climb the stairs of the Academy.

These stairs always give me the chills.

So.

Many.

"We're going to have to run Soul, or we'll never make it."

"I know, and it's not cool at all." Soul groaned.

"Quit whining and start running!"

"Whatever you say, Maka."

The bell was ringing by the time we made it through the doors to our usual classroom and to our seats. I waved to Tsubaki, and noticed that Kid, Liz, and Patty were sitting right behind them.

"Patty! It's not straight!"

"Kid! You're so silly!" Patty giggled at him in her cheery voice. She spotted me and waved, catching Liz's attention.

"Hey Maka, Soul." Liz said as she noticed us, still trying to pay attention to Kid, who was slowly moving towards the floor, crying the whole way down as he slithered out of his seat in defeat.

"Liz, it's not straight! The symmetry, my perfect symmetry…" Kid cried to himself.

"Kid listen, it's okay. One strand of hair is not going to kill- "

"This one is off, too!" He blubbered.

"Okay, well, two strands are basically the same as one."

"Oh, Father, I have failed as a Grim Reaper. I am not fit to live." I laughed and Soul chuckled as we watched Kid's meltdown.

"Patty." Liz looked to her younger, perkier sister.

"Right." She said with a smile, her eyes squinting.

"Okay Kid! Shut up, and get back in your chair! Class is starting, are you going to be more of a screw up and delay the perfect day schedule you created? Huh?! Are you?!" Patty yelled into Kid's ear.

"No ma'am." Kid mumbled as he got back into his chair with the help of Liz.

"Patty can be scary sometimes, don't you think?" Soul asked, shaking his head and turning his attention back to the front of the class.

"Yeah, for sure. Kid never stood a chance." Soul looked at me and snickered. He opened his mouth to say something, but closed it when the door to the class opened.

Stein?

"Welcome back to the Death Weapon Meister Academy. I will resume my position as your teacher now that I am feeling well again." He looked at me and winked. A sign of his gratitude for what had happened just a couple of weeks ago. Beating Medusa was no easy task, but freeing Stein and Crona from her grasp were the two good things that came out of it all. I would do it again, if it were to rescue them.

I looked around for Crona, not seeing him at first. Then I noticed him sitting next to Kim and Jacqueline, laughing with them at something Kim had said. I smiled, it was so good for Crona to be making friends. He looked up and saw my staring. He smiled and stuck his tongue out at me. I stuck mine out to tease him, making him laugh again.

Crona really had grown out of the shell his witch, in more ways than one, of a mother forced him into. It still irks me that he was mistreated and used by Medusa for her own evil goals, however, I'm so proud of how far he's come, despite all of the trials he has endured over the course of his life.

"Soul look, Crona's making friends. Isn't it great?" I whispered in his ear, careful not to disturb Stein's current refresher about school rules.

There aren't that many, shouldn't take him this long every single time.

Soul glanced over to where I nudged him to look. His mouth twitched upwards just a tad, and his gaze softened when he looked back at me.

"You really did a number on that kid, didn't you Maka?" He said, leaning his head back to stare at the ceiling. "He's doing good, because of all the help you gave him. I'm proud of you."

"Me?"

"Yeah, you." He said, sitting up to face me again. "You got over your anger, and saved him instead of taking that pent-up rage you had out on another victim that was hurting just like us. That takes a lot of power not to give in to the madness. You helped me with that, too."

"Soul…"

"You're a pretty cool partner," he said, turning back to the roof, "Maka."

I blushed, quickly refocusing my attention back towards Professor Stein.

What is this?

I felt my throat become dry, and my stomach flip around nervously.

What is happening?

"Maka, would you like to dissect this rabbit's foot?" Stein's question brought me back to the real world, although I wasn't sure if it was better than the world in my head.

"Come on, Maka. Maybe you'll get lucky." Soul touched my shoulder, encouraging me to participate today for some odd reason. His sudden interest, and the heat beneath his hand sent a wave of panic down my body.

Time to cut some poor rabbit open.

Correction, some poor rabbit's foot open.

As I walked down to the front of the classroom, I could feel Soul's gaze on my back the whole time.

Everybody is looking at me right now, don't be stupid.

I shook my head, and straightened my jacket as I approached Stein. I couldn't think about anything else now, just on the task in front of me. The professor chuckled a bit, like he could read my mind.

I wouldn't put it past him, that man can do anything.

"Alright, Maka. Let's begin."

I gulped. Soul's going to feel this when we get home, I've got a few hard-covers just waiting around to be used, and I'm itching to wield something other than a scythe for once.

"Maka! Ow, stop it, that, ugh, hurts!"

"That's what you get for making me dissect a poor…" I shivered, trying to hold back the rest of the vomit I unceremoniously threw up after the first incision. More chills ran down my spine when Soul threw back his head, mouth wide, and started howling in laughter.

"Why are you laughing at me, Soul?!" I said, holding back a smile. For some reason nowadays, whenever Soul let go of his "cool guy" charade, I found myself looking at him, even thinking of him in ways that made me uncomfortable. Something was wrong with me, I was sure of it, but it's not like I could ask Mira about it. Our school nurse deals with stab wounds and cuts, not girl problems.

I started heading to my room when his voice stopped me.

"Maka, where are you going?"

"My room." I answered. I couldn't handle this.

Now I sound like Crona.

"It's not even dark out yet." He tilted his head a little bit, trying to get a confession out of me.

"I didn't get much sleep yesterday, so I'm going to try and catch up tonight."

"Oh, okay. I guess that's cool."

"Night, Soul."

"Night, Maka."

I trudged to my room, slightly defeated. I wanted to stay with Soul, but right now, things were weird, and I needed distance to figure them out.

My thoughts ran and tumbled around for another hour or so, before I heard it. It was dark out, and I could tell all the lights in the apartment were out, and yet…

Soul was playing the piano again. He does it when he thinks I'm asleep, or I'm not home, but since we're together so much he hardly does it anymore. He's a prodigy when it comes to the keys. He wouldn't be able to see them in this kind of darkness, but he never missed a note, or played the wrong key. Tonight, it was much lighter compared to his other dark compositions. I could tell it wasn't for him, or about him, because none of his baggage was palpable. It was sweet and soft, like a melody for love and peace all wrapped into one.

Soul doesn't sing, he never did. But his voice is already so soothing to my ears I never needed him to.

So, when he started talking, I creeped closer to my door so I could listen to him.

You're bright and lovely,

Overflowing with grace and power.

You're an ocean breeze that smells of home,

Blooming like a spring flower.

I'm the shade under your tree,

You should've noticed by now.

Everything you are, everything you do,

Has changed my life somehow.

How you could be my sun and my moon,

I will never understand.

You bring the light to my world,

And yet somehow the darkness still comes in.

I want to be better for you,

I'm trying my very best.

But you leave me alone and lie,

Saying you need to get more rest.

The madness creeps in,

Even though you try to hold it back.

Sometimes you're the reason it rules me,

And it all just fades to black.

I stumbled back to my bed, and as the last chords of his beautiful playing rang out, and he spoke the last few lines of his heart-wrenching poem, I curled up and trembled to sleep, trying to hold back all the emotions he left roaring inside of me.

How do you like Soul as a musician and a poet? Trust me, he won't be bursting through the gates with poems every chapter, but every once in a while, Maka may inspire him to do so ;)

Soul is still the cool guy we all know and love, I promise! But this, to me, is what I imagine Soul's true nature is; part dark, yet part sweet as well.

If anything, this story is going to be about the whole gang going on adventures, while Soul and Maka discover their feelings for each other, it's going to be sweet!

Disclaimer: This is based solely on what we saw in the Anime, not the Manga.