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The Spirit of Halloween

By: Mandar

It had been two weeks since Black Star's alleged "present" for Maka, and he still hadn't heard from her. That girl could hold a grudge longer than he could meditate- which he could do for a long time, as he would boast. She was as stubborn as a pack mule, but she was still his friend.

He wanted to be in her company again.

When he asked Tsubaki what to do to solve the problem, showing a side of him nobody but her knew, she told him to be patient and she would come around.

He wasn't so sure.

Although he knew Tsubaki was Maka's closest female friend, he knew that he was more familiar with Maka's personality more than Tsubaki, having grown up with Maka. He knew about the fight she got into in kindergarten over spilled milk and crayons with a small boy in their class- and how she still held a grudge against him today.

Tsubaki was now reassuring him- yet again- while sitting next to him in a booth in Death Bucks.

"I'm sure it will be just fine, Black Star." She was saying as she held her coffee cup, the steam swirling around her face. "You know Maka's history with men, specifically her father. I believe she simply feels you played with her feelings a bit, even if you truly believed Soul could cure her from her negative views of men. If you give her time, she'll definitely come around!" Tsubaki finished with a bright smile.

Black Star beamed in response, his girlfriend's high spirit lifting his. "You're right! After all, how could she not want to be friends with such a big guy like me! I'm awesome!" Black Star reasoned, showing his usual façade when he was in public.

When Tsubaki closed her eyes and smiled, she was unable to see Black Star faltering a bit in his own smile.

"Soul!" Maka squealed and quickly shushed herself, eyes wide and a smile on her face. She looked around the dark theater, searching for glaring eyes. When she found none, she turned back to the boy next to her and shushed him.

"You're ruining the movie, Soul! I want to watch!" she whisper-yelled into his ear.

"Well I don't." came Soul's voice from the crook of her neck, his mouth returning to its previous task before he was forced to speak.

Maka blushed but didn't push him away. She felt Soul's laughter rumble through his chest and into her own, obviously able to pick up her blush from her burning hot neck.

Maka just shushed him once again before settling into her seat more and leaning against Soul, her eyes trained on the screen but not seeing anything.

As they exited the theater, the light assaulting their eyes, Maka and Soul squinted.

The clerk holding the door open for the teens asked them how the movie was, to which Soul replied sarcastically, "The movie was… great," leaving the clerk confused and Maka red faced.

"Soul, she knew you weren't talking about the movie." Maka said flatly. "That clerk was younger than us, and now she's probably scarred for life." Maka scolded him as they held hands on the way to his bike.

Soul wrapped his arm around Maka, keeping their fingers interlocked. "Relax, Maka. You always worry too much. It's not like we'll ever see her again. She'll probably forget this by morning!" Soul smirked. "Besides," he added, his voice silencing the slightest bit. "You were so loud when you squeaked in there, the whole theater probably knew."

Maka, red faced, let go of his hand and stormed ahead of him towards his bike, mounting it.

A steely expression on her face, she glared at him. "Get on the bike. Get me coffee, and I may forgive you."

Soul hopped on to his bike, slamming his foot down to start it. He lifted it off the stand, feeling Maka's arms encircle his waist.

He would never get used to having her around, and everything they did together was an adventure. Hell, even having her arms wrapped around his waist was a thrill!

He was so uncool when it came to her, but frankly, he couldn't find it within himself to care.

When they arrived in the coffee shop they headed immediately towards the line.

Soul wrapped a protective arm around Maka, glaring at a guy who was looking at them with a strange expression on his face. He whispered in her ear, "Tell me what you want, and save us a table. I'll get the coffees."

Maka flushed bright red at his display of affection in public before stuttering her answer out and heading towards the other half of the shop.

Death Bucks was a great little coffee shop close to both Maka and Soul's schools. It was just about halfway between the two of them, and within these past two weeks they would often meet here after school to drink coffee, study, and make out.

As Maka made her way to a table, she heard her name being called by a familiar voice. She turned around to look at the table she had just passed, seeing one of her closest friends.

"Hey, Tsubaki! What are you doing here?"

"Oh, hello, Maka! I'm just having a coffee. What brings you here?" Tsubaki smiled at her friend, ushering her to sit down in the booth next to her. Maka did so, smiling wider.

"Soul and I just came from seeing a movie and decided to get coffee. He's in the line right now."

Tsubaki smiled. "Ever the gentleman. Speaking of your relationship, when are you planning on telling Black Star?" she asked delicately, gentle with the subject she knew Maka was still sore on.

Maka hmphed, crossing her arms over her chest and jutting her bottom lip. "Black Star does not deserve to know. He knew how I felt about guys, and yet he still set me up with Soul. He is an insensitive jerk."

Tsubaki sighed, smiling weakly. "I figured you would say that."

Suddenly Maka felt hair brush her forehead and lips brush her cheek. She blushed a bit as Soul slid into the booth across from her, handing her the coffee she ordered.

"Hey, Tsubaki," He said easily, taking a sip from his coffee. He leaned back into his seat, getting comfortable.

"Soul-kun! It's nice to see-"

"WOOHOO SOUL GET A PIECE OF THAT ASS"

Three heads whipped around to the hallway that lead to the bathrooms to see Black Star hollering out encouragement towards Soul and pumping his fists in the air. Maka blushed furiously, half from embarrassment and half from anger.

"Black Star! Shut the hell up!" Maka called, beginning to stand from her seat. At the sight of Soul's raised palm, however, she stopped. He stood up from his seat and headed towards the hallway with his hands in his pockets, acting as cool as always.

Soul said something to Black Star in a hushed tone so that only the ninja could hear.

"What do you think he's saying to him?" Tsubaki wonder out loud worriedly. She had her hands over her mouth, her cobalt blue eyes wide with nerves.

"It's fine, Tsubaki," Maka said, calming her friend. "He's probably just telling him to shut up about it and why I didn't want to tell him in the first place."

Tsubaki's eyes widened at the last statement. "He knows?" she asked. It was a simple question that could have applied to anything, but Maka knew exactly what she was talking about.

"I couldn't keep it from him. When he asked me out originally he told me he knew I had some history that made me different from other girls, and that he wanted me to be able to trust him enough to tell him anything I wanted to. And I do."

Tsubaki sighed at the cuteness of it all. "That's so sweet. I'm glad the two of you worked out in the end."

Maka sighed happily and grinned. "So am I."

"Yo, Maka! You could have told me Soul was screwing you!" Black Star screamed across the coffee shop as he made his way over to their table with Soul trailing behind him.

"He's not, you idiot!" Maka screamed, standing up from her seat and slamming her palms on the table. "Soul! What did you tell him?" She demanded as he laughed and sat across from her once again.

"Relax, he's just an idiot. I didn't tell him anything like that, he's just being stupid. No big deal." Soul said, relaxing into his seat and taking a sip of his coffee. Black Star jumped into the seat next to Soul and across Tsubaki, grinning hugely.

"But seriously, you guys, you could have told me you guys hooked up! A big guy like me should know a big thing like this!" Black Star said, beaming.

"Whatever, Black Star. I didn't want to tell you because you're an insensitive jerk." Maka bristled.

"Please. If I didn't do what I did, you and Soul would never be together! Soul, why didn't you tell your God of this?!" Black Star asked loudly.

Soul put his hands up in a sign of neutrality. "Don't look at me, dude. She didn't want to tell you, and a cool guy like me doesn't go around disobeying his girlfriend."

"Well I think that it's great that Maka-chan and Soul-kun are together. You're obviously happy together!" Tsubaki observed with a smile on her face. Honestly she had just butted in to stop her friends and boyfriend from fighting.

"Thanks, Tsubaki," Maka said to the soft-spoken girl, smiling.

Maka could not be happier with her relationship with Soul- sure, it had only been two weeks, but they had… a connection. Alright, Maka would admit, that sounded cheesy. She just had no other way to describe it!

Soul locked eyes with her from across the table and smiled at her. A genuine smile, not a smirk or a sneer. He would only smile like that for her.

Maka smiled back. They would have a great relationship.

Meh. So here it is, the final chapter of Spirit of Halloween. Sorry for the late update. My parents took my computer so I've had nowhere to type and luckily I had a copy of this on my hard drive.

Sorry for the suckiness of this chapter, but no matter what I did with it I was not content. I'm still not! But I've kept you waiting long enough as it is.

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Mandar