A/N: This has probably been done a million times before but I had fun with it.

Prompt: Soma that was rude, by anonymous. Fluff ahoy.

Rating is T.

She had told Soul to go ahead of her because she had to talk to Stein, who was still clearing up after his dissection and now she was kind of regretting it. Maka was watched from around a corridor corner as a girl from a younger EAT year sidled up to her weapon who was standing by their lockers and started talking to him. Maka knew this girl was a weapon so there was only one thing she could be asking him about.

Maka disliked being jealous and after the whole mess that was the Sloth Chapter, she hated the weakness that accompanied it. So it was dumb of her to inflict it upon herself in this way by watching as other vied for his attention.

Did she love her weapon, best friend and partner? Of course. Logically speaking, there was no way she couldn't, they had such a strong resonance she practically had no choice but to fall headlong in love with him. Of course, then there was just Soul himself, a kind, strong, loyal young man who was incredibly handsome. What wasn't there to love about him?

And did he love her? Undoubtedly, his sacrifice for her in Italy, his behaviour in the Sloth Chapter showed his feelings quite plainly. However, this was a different type of love to hers. After all he had said before, about her body and her tastes, well, it was clear he only loved her platonically.

And that was perfectly alright! She wasn't going to try and make him love her, nor would she resent him for not loving her in the way she loved him.

That didn't mean it didn't hurt however.

And so, she stayed hidden as the young girl confessed her feelings to him. She was pretty and from what Maka had heard, she was also a fierce fighter and dedicated to her meister. A lot like Soul in that way Maka supposed. They'd probably make a good couple.

However, she watched as Soul shook his head and said something, face in a bored mask. The girl's hopeful expression dropped into something that was a mix between annoyance and sadness. She said something back, heatedly and loudly, the sound carried all the way to Maka though she couldn't make out the words.

Then Soul's face changed into one of anger as he barked something at the girl, leaning down to snarl menacingly in her face. The girl wilted, leaning away and then turned and ran over to her meister, another girl, who was standing a little way off. The other girl glared at Soul as she wrapped her arm around her weapon's shoulder comfortingly before walking away.

Maka stayed where she was for a few more moments, watching as Soul ran a hand through his hair and his shoulder slumped thought he still looked a little angry.

Finally she walked over and once she was close enough to him she said, "That was rude."

He looked up from where he had been staring at the floor. "Huh?"

Maka nodded in the direction the girls had gone. "You made her cry."

He scoffed and looked away. "She deserved it. Said some shitty things."

She shook her head and opened her locker to put her books back. She felt his eyes on her but ignored him. He was pissed and being a bit of a jackass so she wasn't going to gift him with her attention.

It wasn't until they were half way down the great stairs in front the school that she spoke again.

"What'd she say?"

He blinked and looked at her. "Who?"

"The girl. What'd she say?"

"Oh." He took a deep breath through his nose and let it out through his mouth. "She said some stuff about someone I really care about. 's not important."

"It is if it pissed you off. Who was she talking about?" Maka knew she was prying but damnit, they were best friends! Wasn't it kind of her right to know about these things?

"Uhh." He rubbed the back of his neck and...his cheeks pinked? Was he blushing? Why? "Well, she said some stuff about...um, you."

Maka stared at him in surprise. "Me?" He nodded and met her eyes for a moment before looking down at the steps. She did the same and they walked in silence before she finally asked, "Why?"

He didn't answer so she decided to drop the subject, for the moment at least. They would have to go shopping for dinner and she started to compile a grocery list in her head. When they reached where the bike was parked however, Soul finally answered her.

"It's because it's kinda obvious that as long as you're around I'll never look at anyone else."

Her face scrunched up in confusion. "But you can date, Soul, I know you won't leave me for another meister."

He scoffed and mounted the bike, waiting for her to get on before revving the engine. "I didn't mean as a meister."

Then he set off and she couldn't speak over the roar of the engine. But she grinned widely and pressed her face against his back, grinning wider when he squeezed her hand when they stopped at a traffic light.

She leaned up and whispered in his ear, "Me too."

He looked over his shoulder and smiled genuinely and openly at her. They set off again before Maka could lean up again and kiss him like she wanted. So she simply waited till they reached the shop and pecked his lips lightly when she got off.

She felt immensely proud when he flushed and smiled like an idiot.