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Chap 1

With the school needing repairs, most of the students at the DWMA were sent home. Only the higher ranking students with housing in Death City had stayed. Maka awoke early in the morning as usual, just to be reminded of her constant boredom. As soon as she had sat up and remembered she had no school, no studies, no homework, so she fell back into her bed with a sigh.

Usually she would get up and make breakfast for herself, Soul, and Blair or begin to clean to keep her mind busy, but Soul no longer woke up until around noon and the house always ended up being cleaned up at night from the same dull boredom. No training was needed that day. Weeks prior to this, Maka and Soul had trained to wits end. They had perfected the Genie Hunter and even began to control the black blood to their advantage. They trained with Crona for this. She was after all the only expert left in this field. Both the weapon and meister could make the black blood go to areas that were being attacked to prevent injury and no longer were consumed by the madness. It was almost as if everything would return to its complete normalness.

Black Star still aspired to surpass god with Tsubaki. Kid accepted the fact he still had time to prepare to be a Shinigami and left the power and responsibility in his fathers hands. Patty still goofed around and Liz still tried to keep her sister in check. Even with out the DWMA and it's instructors, all the students that had stayed in Death City, continued to further their training. The battle with the Kishin made all realize how unprepared they all were if another were to arise. They all had fallen.

One thing had changed though. Spirit was no longer the womanizer he once was. The only woman in his life was his daughter and inspiration to keep moving on. Though he was a death scythe, he had much room for improvement and began to train with many other meisters. Even Lord Death had participated, battling other instructors and other death scythes. He too felt out of practice.

After day dreaming and reminiscing on the past few months, Maka finally arose out of her bed and made her way to the bathroom. She had managed to kill an hour. Once the shower was warm enough, she removed her pajamas and stepped in. The warm water was always something she had looked forward to in the mornings and she took her time. After roughly half an hour, she turned the water off and stepped out to be greeted with a cold blow of wind when she opened the door.

It was only 10 in the morning... 'Soul won't even be awake for another 2 hours... Maybe' Maka thought to herself with another, now very common sigh. She began to rummage through her closet. She didn't have much variety in clothes. She decided on a pair of plain jeans that seemed to accent her long slender legs. A simple black V-neck t-shirt was what she had chose to go along with it. She never had her hair up anymore. She let it hang loosely and it had seemed to grow much longer.

She was startled by a knock on her door.

"Hey, uh, Maka... You up?"

Maka immediately recognized the voice of her beloved friend. Soul was up rather early for the usual. "Yes. Come in." Maka replied with a bit worry in her voice for his odd behavior.

Souls eyes hung heavy and bags rested just below. He hadn't slept yet. "Maka, I need you to come into my room for a second. I have something to show you" and like that, he turned around and was out the door back into his room. Maka slowly began to follow with confusion and shock on her face.

She had never really been in his room before. She always allowed that to be his space for himself and no one else. "Here, sit" he coaxed as he began to clear off a spot on his bed. She noticed many pieces of paper laid on the ground, either crumpled or just thrown. He pulled a keyboard out of his closet and put it on the stand hidden under his desk. Once he plugged it in, he pulled his laptop over and began rummaging through files. He looked up at her with a cocky grin "Are you ready to see how cool I really am?" he scoffed. Maka just began to get more and more confused. Soul cracked his fingers and placed his hand onto the black and white keys, just resting, waiting for the spark inside of him to tell him it was time to play. He let out a gasp of air and began to play a melody. These chords were unlike any other chords he played while in soul resonance. They actually had a flow and peacefulness to it. Maka then noticed as he was playing, his laptop began to play other instruments along with it. She heard Chellos, violins, drums, everything. It had sounded like an entire symphony. Woodwinds, strings, brass, everything came together in a somewhat sad tone. To accompany this, Souls fingers seemed to struck every note that would pull Maka's attention in deeper making her travel. Then after the introduction, Soul began to sing.

I've had this dream one million times,

it was just you and I,

I never felt so alive,

we just sat and laughed at time,

it had no control on our lives,

Oh darling,

when were together

its for forever

He continued on while Maka just sat in amazement. Soul was not an emotionally expressive person unless it was anger. Nor did he ever play with such a power with her. She had no idea what was going on. She just listened.

After he played the final chords, a silence filled the room. Soul lifted his hand and placed them in his lap, rubbing off his nervous sweaty palms on his pants. "So..." Soul drifted on. He looked at her waiting, fearing the rejection.

Maka finally regained composure. 'Surely this isn't about me. This boredom must have really got to him' she inquired to herself. "Soul, that was beautiful. Who ever you wrote that for, I'm sure she will fall for you instantly". Soul flinched a little stunned. "Stupid girl, I wrote it for you" he murmured falling onto his bed. He stared at the ceiling and waited for the silence to once again dissipate. "Like I said, they would fall for you instantly" Maka replied also laying back onto his bed. She looked into his tired crimson eyes and finally understood why he was up so late every morning. He had been writing the song at night so she wouldn't know.

It was in that moment, when their gazes met, they went further than soul resonance. A permanent link was placed, never heard of before. They felt it. It was more than any love other couples could have.

Without control of themselves, they kissed. With that Kiss, their fate was sealed.