•Part I•
Everyone has their flaws.
It was the requirement for anyone to be considered human. Often times, the person themself saw more flaws in themselves than anyone else.
He doesn't say it, but he knows that she is too hard on herself. He knows that she thinks that she's not pretty, not strong enough, that she'll never be like her mother. He sees the way she scrutinizes her every mistake, the way she looks sadly into the mirror, as if tracing out the form of her friends in her mind and comparing it to herself.
She wasn't perfect. He knows that. She's too tempermental, she's too set on being on the top of everything, she can't play music of any kind, she was as stubborn as a mule, she had to have everything figured out, and it was true, she was a little flat chested.
Those were just some of the reasons why he loved her.
He loved the way she got so flustered and angered. He loved her persistance. He loved how she wasn't so easily swayed by mere words of flattery. He loved her intelect. He even loved how she wasn't busty. She wasn't normal - what normal girl goes around slaying strayed souls for extra credit? - and it drew him to her like a moth to a flame. He almost laughed at the analogy. It certainly fit. She was his light in the murky depths of his dark insanity.
But he hated how hard she was on herself. She was far better than her mother ever would be in his eyes. She was so much more stronger than himself; she could handle her whore of a father, she dealt with her mothers abscence like it was normal, she didn't flinch at her friends hyperactive ways, and most of all, she took his broken soul and mended it. And damn, so what if she had a petite form, she certainly had the legs to make up for it.
She wasn't perfect, not by a long shot.
But she was his perfect girl.
Short, sweet, and old. This little tid bit was buried in my soul eater composition folder on my computer, and I decided "hey, this looks cute, why not make a two shot out of it?" So next chapter will be Maka's Pov. Hopefully I can do her justice. For some odd reason, I always write better when I'm writing in the point of view of a guy...I have no idea WHYYY, I just do
And my apologies to my Maka goes nya readers! the next chatper is almost done! I just have to write up the next few paragraphs! It'll be a looooong chatper, so I hope it'll make up for the wait!
Title inspired by a song by the most amazing and awesome singer EVER: P!nk's song F**ckin' Perfect