Author Notes: It's kinda of a short update and sorry it took so long but I'm not the best writer and I've been busy. This is mainly Maka's thoughts about Soul and yeah. Hopefully the next update to this story doesn't take too long and is longer. Thank you so much for those nice reviews, I hope this story keeps you interested. I swear I have somewhat of an idea of where to go with this but for now this is all i have.

Update: I added something very important to help move along this story /coughs/ Crona (only a little bit for now and psa: I use they/them pronouns for crona)

She found him sleeping and drooling on their couch.

Maka didn't even take that long of a shower. Just long enough to get all the dirt and dry blood off her skin. She changed into her pjs and an old, long sleeping shirt. She even had her hair down. Well, she always kept it down now. Their pet cat/roommate Blair was working late tonight so it was just them in the apartment.

"Soul you idiot. Now I have to carry you to bed." she whispered and then sighed.

Sure, she was strong but she was also fucking exhausted. Somehow she was able to grab him and carry him bridal style to his bedroom. Not looking so cool now huh, she thought to herself but he started to squirm in her arms.

Weird.

Maka finally got to his room and gently put him in his bed. He was calm now probably had to do with the fact that Maka whispered some soothing words.

He looked uncomfortable since he was still wearing his normal clothes. This wasn't the first time she's done this. She took of his shoes and loosened his belt so he would sleep more comfortably.

Maka didn't blush, but no way would put on his pajamas!

Looking at him peacefully sleeping, Maka thought he looked kinda cute. Okay, so maybe she always found him cute. His hair was a wild white mess, he had a goofy smile on his face and his limbs were everywhere. He looked like a disheveled puppy. She resisted the urge to giggle at him or to take a picture.

Soon, her mind started to drift off and she was thinking about how Crona was still missing. It was getting harder to keep her promise but no way would she give up. She felt so close to them. It felt as if she was missing one thing that would lead her to Crona. It frustrated Maka to no end how she couldn't figure it out, how she felt as if she was going in circles but she would bring them back home no matter what.

Of course she can't do that alone.

That's why she was so grateful she has Soul. He was always there for her when she needs him the most, he was always there when she just wants him. He in a way is keeping her together through this whole mess. And honestly, Maka loves Soul. She loves her best friend, her partner.

She is still trying to become stronger for him.

These past couple of missions made her realize something.

Soul has been acting a bit off lately. He's been doing a great job as her scythe and all

but after every mission, he acts strange. He looks away from her, not meeting her eyes, he just zones out and she can feel how his soul is conflicted on something. It annoys her that she doesn't know what's bothering him. But she wants him to come to her about this when he is ready.

She trusts him because if it was something as serious as his black blood bothering him then he would of told her by now. So whatever problem he is dealing with must not be life-threatening, at least she hopes it's not.

Maka also noticed that he's been working himself even harder lately. Staying longer at training sessions, doing more chores (she doesn't have to yell at him to do them anymore, it's really strange.) and even putting more of an effort into his school work. (he's even asked her for help! She always had offered but he always said "cool guys don't care about things like this")

It was an odd change. It was a change in him that she liked. He has grown so much from that boy who only cared about being cool, she met all those years ago. He was so proud of him, that a smile formed on her face.

And then her smile went away when she heard him start to snore even louder than before.

"Goodnight Soul. Tomorrow's gonna be a long day at school, rest up." she whispered gently as she closed his door.