"Damn it Maka, this is so uncool." Soul's deep voice whined as he and his small meister wandered around the shop. Soul didn't want to go book shopping, he didn't even want to get off their living room couch. However Maka had manage to drag him off of his comfy couch and to this boring bookstore.
Why did she like books so much anyway? It's not even a mind numbing task, when you read you had to focus. Soul could focus in battle, he could focus on the music that he adored so much, but mostly he could focus on his meister. The way her emotions flowed throughout her body language, or how her eyes would light up when she was happy.
He was focusing on her now, the way her eyes scanned each and every shelf, how her eyebrows would raise now and again at an author's name or a book title. She seemed so fascinated by these books.
"Soul, could you grab me that book off the top?" Maka's kind voice spoke out as a strong yet delicate looking hand pointed out the book in question. Soul grunted his reply and walked towards Maka his reach causing him to lean just a tad too close to Maka.
Maka's face was just a few centimeters away from Soul's. Maka could feel all the blood rush to her cheeks causing her to blush brightly. Her emerald eyes locked with his crimson ones and for a moment then she felt a spark.
This wasn't the normal resonance kind of spark either. This spark felt electric and tingly. Soul never broke eye contact while handing her the book.
"Th-Thanks" Maka's voice was shaky and her blush grew, and that's when she knew that her feelings for her partner was no longer platonic.
