A.N. - Here's another one. This one is rated T for swearing, possible violence, and whatever else I decide….

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Soul Eater Evans was the first.

He was her first weapon, her first real friend, and her first boyfriend. They were always together and seemed to be very much in love. Then came the fighting… It seemed that every time they went out in public they were alright, but once they hit their apartment things were a different matter. They fought about the same stuff they did before, but it seemed so much worse now that they were together. He was lazy, unhelpful, and too cool for his own good, while she was neat, goal-oriented, and focused. He teased her about her flat chest; she hit him with a book. It all ended during a basketball game in the park. He was making fun of her for being uncoordinated and finally she snapped. They started arguing over on the sidelines. He said some rather harsh things causing her eyes to widen. Tears sprang from her green eyes, and, for the first time ever, she slapped him across the face. A whisper of finality was all that she left him as she ran away. Black*Star motioned to Tsubaki to go after her while he went to go talk to Soul. Kid and the Thompson sisters watched it all sadly, knowing that things were going to be weird for a while.

Next was Ox Ford.

It wasn't surprising since they both were at the top of the class and were a lot alike. It seemed so incredible. They were always competing against each other, so their relationship was never really boring. Being together made it really hard for anyone else to get close to them since they were always studying, quizzing each other, to the point where it just wasn't fun to hang around them anymore. This all ended one say after school. It was a dreary day as Ox stood in front of Maka, her head downcast, as he told her that since Kim was now interested in him he didn't need Maka anymore. He admitted that he only dated Maka in order to get Kim jealous, that he never really had any feeling for her at all. Ox gave Maka a cocky smirk, telling her that they could still be friends and rivals in the classroom. Numb, Maka turned away from him and ran away from Shibusen. She made it to her bedroom before wrapping herself in her blankets and crying her eyes out. Having witnessed what had transpired, Kid whispered some instructions to Liz and Patti. The Thompson sisters then proceeded to drag Maka out of the house for a shopping spree and sleep over at the Gallows Mansion. Kid and Soul then proceeded to beat Ox in a gruesome duel…

Oddly enough, Kirikou Rung followed.

This seemed odd, since his personality was similar to Black*Star's but somehow they ended up together. Kirikou and Maka were a quiet, comfortable couple while out, but during battle when their teams were fighting together they were both intense and passionate. Maka felt safer with Kirikou since he wasn't one of those lustful, creepy guys. They barely got past the holding hands stage since both Maka was more than a little weary of men and Kirikou was just plain clueless. They had few things in common, but what they did seemed enough to keep them together. They were both chosen leaders of their teams, they were both competitive, and they were both protective of their friends. The Pots of Fire and Thunder were so adorable and Maka loved to hang out and help watch them. This gave Maka a small sense of the family atmosphere that she had been craving for years. At seventeen, Maka finally felt like things were looking up. But…all good things must come to an end, so they say. Kirikou was not one to sit still, ever, and Maka liked to read books for hours on end. After a long talk, they ended the relationship. Maka smiled a sad smile as she hugged the Pots goodbye, then turned and walked away.

Maka sat on a park bench and hung her head. Her heart hurt so bad. Three guys in the past four and a half years and none of them lasted for very long.

"I just want to be loved…" Maka whispered. "Is that so bad?"

"No."

Maka whirled around to see Death the Kid leaning against a tree. His golden eyes were kind and soft as he moved to sit next to Maka. He cupped her cheek and looked into her confused emerald eyes. The loving soft look that he was giving her made her heart flutter.

"K-Kid?"

"Maka… You deserve to be loved. You're a wonderful, kind, and caring person. You have a pure heart and a beautiful soul." He leaned his forehead against hers and whispered. "Maka, Maka, Maka, you're such a lovely woman… All the challenges you've had to face you've faced head on with passion and grace. I've fought by your side for years, watching you lead with a level head and strong resolve…" He leaned forward just enough until his lips were just a hair away from hers, and waited. "You're captivating…."

Seconds past as Maka tried to figure out what to do with the situation she found herself in. She could see the honest, hopeful look in Kid's eyes. Before she leaned in and closed the space between them, she breathed, "I trust you." The kiss was soft, sweet, and filled with all sorts of feelings. Kid gently cupped her face with both hands and Maka rested her hands on his knees. As the kiss ended, Kid wrapped her up in an embrace.

The last was Death the Kid.

Not too many people were surprised at this. Kid and Maka were so much alike, but just different enough to work. They could spend hours at the library, just sitting in silence reading together. They were shy, private couple. No matter how much their friends teased them they never really did more than hold hands in public. Alone, they were more open with each other. Maka was the only one that Kid felt would understand the hardships of being a shinigami without freaking out. Since she was used to things like that since her father is a Death Scythe he felt he could talk to her more than he could his weapons. Maka trusted Kid enough to let him in on her dreams and hopes. She yearned to have a family. She wanted to make Soul into the greatest Death Scythe first, but that was her ultimate goal. She wanted to find someone who would love her for her and only her. Maka also admitted she was afraid to love, since her parents' marriage fell apart so easily. All seemed to be going great, this relationship lasting for two whole years, when something changed.

Maka loved him. She finally found that one connection that she had been yearning for and it terrified her. She had never felt something so intense and wonderful. Just thinking about him made her heart warm and a soft smile would make its way to her face. With that love came a great fear. Maka wasn't sure what to do now. It felt like Kid held her heart and soul with just a simple smile, a caress. When Maka came to all these realizations, she did something that she had never done before. Her bravery failed her as she quickly spouted words of endings and apologies, then turned tail and ran. Maka ran as fast as she could, hoping that she could get out of his sight before she burst out into tears. She shrieked as a hand closed around her wrist and spun her into a warm chest. She struggled for a minute, but he was too strong for her. Finally, she gave up and sobbed in his chest. He held her tightly as she cried, his own silent tears falling into her hair. He whispered his love to her, begging her to understand and accept him. Maka nodded and told him the three words that she had never said to anyone.

Years later, someone had asked him how he had held on to her. Kid just smiled and held her close. "She ran, I followed. I will always follow my beautiful, little, runaway…."