A/N: I finally got it up!! Yay!! . I had a bit of a writers block.... for three days . But I wrote it ^^ I hope you guys like it!! And please Read and Review.

Disclaimer: Sadly, i do not own Soul Eater or any of it's characters.

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Silence. That's what was going on at the breakfast table. At least, between Soul and Maka. Black Star sat there, sounding like a pig as he practically inhaled his food. Soul glanced over at Maka. She was sitting across from him, picking at her food. She wouldn't look at him. Soul sighed frustratedly, and scratched the back of his neck. 'I can't even tell what kind of face she has..... is she still angry?' He tried to look again, and found a pair of green eyes staring back at him...... or glaring back at him. He jerked back in his seat, not expecting Maka to pay attention to him at all. 'Well.....at least I know she's angry....' He scowled at her.

"What do you want, Maka? I am trying to eat my food." He said, trying to act cool. 'I can't let her think that this bothers me. Cool guys aren't bothered by things like this.' He picked up his fork and picked up what little amount of food he had on his plate. He almost whimpered as his stomach growled, knowing that this would not be enough to appease it.

Soul could see Black Star, the idiot he was, grinning out of the corner of his eye. Soul rolled his eyes, and concentrated on staring at his fork, waiting for Maka to say something. Of course, rolling your eyes at a women is never a smart thing to do. But first, Soul wasn't rolling his eyes at her, and second,' She is not even a woman yet.'

"Well, SORRY for interrupting." She said angrily, slamming her hands onto the table as she stood up. leaving her plate of food on the table, she stalked out of the kitchen. "Maka!" Soul called after her exasperatedly, standing up to go after her.

"Hey Maka! Are you done? Can I have your plate?" The blue haired meister asked excitedly, and reached out to grab it. Soul glared at him. "Are you serious?" He said, while knowing the sad truth. This meister would do anything for food if he was hungry. Which was all the time. Soul leaned over and grabbed Maka's plate, and set it down next to his. "This is Maka's plate. If any one eats it, it's going to be me. But Maka is gonna come back to finish--" His stopped talking as he heard a door slam. He stared in shock towards the direction of the front door. "Maka? MAKA?!" He ran out of the kitchen and into the hallway. Sure enough, Maka's shoes were gone. Soul sighed, he didn't understand. "Why are girls so difficult." He mumbled to himself.

"Hmm Hmm Hmm" Soul turned his head to glare at Black Star. "Hmm Hmm Hmm. Trying to protect her plate, running after her when you hear her leave... Hmm Hmm Hmm." He stood in the kitchen door way, his arms crossed, and making a weird laugh. "This is just more proof." He smirked at Soul, before pointing at him. "You LIKE Maka." He announced, looking triumphant.

"I--I don't-- what?" Soul blabbered, aghast at what he just heard. But he coughed, and tried to bring back the 'cool' him. "Hum... I don't like Maka. Are you kidding?" He said, turning away, and walked towards the front door. He put on his shoes as he continued, "Why would I like a stupid girl like that? Getting angry over the smallest remark, always giving me 'The Chop', no breasts what so ever, depriving me of food...."

'Yeah, I couldn't like Maka. That's impossible." He almost felt like laughing, but something seemed to be stopping him. He just scowled as he put on his coat. "No way." He said to Black Star. The blue haired boy was just messing with his head. There was no way that could be true. He paused at the coat rack, seeing Maka's coat still there. "Hey.... Black Star? How... how cold is it outside?" He was just trying to be cool. A cool weapon wouldn't leave their meister to freeze outside. That was the only reason. He didn't, just COULDN'T like Maka. It was impossible.

"Hmm Hmm Hmm...." Soul rolled his eyes again, 'Oh great.' He knew what to expect now. "Bringing Maka's coat to her so she doesn't get cold. How nice of the boyfriend. Definitely what you should do. Hmm Hmm Hmm. Or MAYBE, don't take the coat. When you find her freezing in the winter weather outside, you could wrap her up in your arms, using body heat to warm her---OW OW! WHAT THE HELL SOUL?!"

Soul opened the door, grabbing Maka's coat on his way out. "Serves you right," he said irritably, having kicked Black Star in the shins again. "And I am not going out to look for her....." He said, as he looked around outside. He couldn't have gone looking for her. He had no idea where she went. "But if I happen to see her while we are walking, then I can give this to her." He mumbled. Even to him it sounded a bit wimpy, like he was only going out for her. But it wasn't true. He needed to walk all of this off. Too many thoughts and feelings he didn't understand were running around in him, and the only thing to make them go away is a walk.

"Fine, what ever. I guess I'll come." Black Star growled at Soul. "But you better not kick me again. Or I'll beat you up." Once Black Star had his coat and shoes on, the two boys walked out the door.

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Death City. Not the most attractive city in the world, but still a cool place to be. Especially in the winter. That's what Soul thought any way. What others thought, who know and who cares. His meister was here, and he was going to stay with her. He scowled. 'Because she's my MEISTER," he thought, trying to convince himself. Somehow, there was the tiniest bit of doubt in his mind that Maka was JUST his meister, but he couldn't like her. 'Plus..... if I DID like her..... I would have to deal with..... That....' Soul's mind flickered to an image of him bowing before Spirit, begging for his life. Soul sighed. He had enough problems just living with Maka and being her weapon. Spirit already disliked him, he didn't need to add to the list. 'Plus, bowing down is deffinitely not cool.'

Soul looked around the streets, still seeing no sign of Maka. "Where'd that idiot go? Leaving her coat..." He mumbled to himself. Was she really that angry? What did he do anyways? She was the one who said unnecessary things like, 'We just fell' and 'We weren't doing anything'. What the hell? She acted like we hadn't been just about to....' Soul stopped walking. This was getting crazy. He didn't even understand what they had been about to do, and he was upset that it never happened? What WERE they going to do? '.........Ki.......' He couldn't even let himself think about it. It was too embarrassing. He took his free hand (the one not holding Maka's coat) And covered his face, which was now turning a slight shade of red.

"Hmm Hmm Hmm... What are you thinking about, Soul? Nothing too dirty I hope!" Black Star laughed, throwing his arm over Soul's shoulder. "Shove it, Black Star." Soul said through his hand, trying to move away from the annoying meister. 'This guy just never gives up...'

"You're the one who wants to shove it! Shove it up her---"

"WILL YOU SHUT UP BLACK STAR?!?" Soul broke free from his arm, and bent down. He picked up a bunch of snow in one hand, and threw it at the kid. "What is with you? Don't even make me THINK of doing those things to her! You-- what are you thinking?!?" Soul was appalled at the kid's thoughts. Is this what he thought about all day? This kind of thing.... was indecent! Not something cool guys think about!

"Hmm Hmm Hmm." Black Star did his strange laugh again, while getting into a thoughtful pose. With his hand on his chin, he nodded. "Yes, yes. I know it for sure now. First clue- you were on top of Maka. Second clue- You got angry when she said it was nothing. Third clue---" Soul sighed. What were these clues? He just didn't understand Black Star. "---you save her plate from me, your bestest friend, even when she is angry at you. Fourth clue- You run after her when you hear the door close. Fifth clue- You bring her jacket when you leave, so that you can give it to her 'incase' we see her. Sixth clue- Even though we aren't looking for her, you say "Where'd that idiot go? Leaving her coat...". Hmm Hmm Hmm."

Soul stared at the boy. Was he serious? "Are you writing down my words or something? Why do you remember all of this? What happened to your bad memory? Wasn't that your reason for not getting good grades in class?"

"Hmm Hmm Hmm. One never needs a note pad when it comes to their best friend!" Black Star announced, still i his thoughtful position. "And, all these clues lead up to you liking Maka!" He pointed at Soul. "I am sure of it! You cannot hide it from your bestest friend, Soul! For I know everything!"

Soul scowled at him. "What do you mean you know everything? Why are you so stuck on the though that I like Maka?" He asked the kid, but he should have known better. Once he got into a speech, nothing could stop him.

"FOR I AM THE GREAT BLACK STAR! I will surpass god! All knowledge will come to me like that! I don't need notepads to remember stuff, I am better! HA HA HA!" Black Star was now in a victory pose in the middle of the street. Soul looked around, seeing people starting to starre at them. "Hey, Back Star, cut it out. People are looking."

"NOTHING CAN GET PAST MY EYES! Even my best friends feelings! He may not know it yet, but I, the great one, see it clearly! His romantic feelings for his meister--"

"Shut up Black Star!" This was not cool. He was shouting all of this nonsense out for the world to hear. He picked up another handful of snow and threw it at the boy, but he kept on ranting. "I bet you are doing this to me, just because you can't get with Tsubaki, shorty." He called out to him, before starting to walk away. What ever. If Black Star didn't notice him leave, the better. The more he could concentrate on NOT concentrating on mixed up feelings. 'I can't like her.... that idiot. No way.' He said as he walked away.