Chapter Title: A Special Breakfast
Chapter Pairings: MakaxSoulxKid, focus on KidxMaka.
Chapter Genre: romance
Chapter Rating: PG13
Word count: 3792
Warnings: Nothing different from previous chapters.
Disclaimer: I do not own Soul Eater – nor any of their characters. I am making no money from this.
Author Notes: This is dedicated to Kashii Ai too, since it's a continuation of the previous one.
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Summary: This one-shot comes directly after the previous chapter. It will make much more sense if you read it after the previous one. Also, another one will be written as company to these, so there will be actually three shots... hehe.
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A Special Breakfast
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Soul woke up to a warm body pressed against his. His sleepy mind registered it quickly due to his fighter instincts – but it also registered the body was too close to his and too relaxed to do any harm. He paused, as sleep slowly left his thoughts. Blair. He tensed up unvoluntarily, but the hand that reached up to rub his chest in comfort was not Blair's – it was too small. He blinked his eyes open and looked down, his body relaxing again when they met concerned green.
"Soul...? Are you okay?" Maka whispered, she had felt him tense and was worried if he had had a bad dream.
"I thought you were Blair." he muttered sleepily. Maka blinked up in confusion at him, then her clear laughter rang on the room. Soul smiled down at her, as he felt her body vibrate with it against him. "You think it's funny now. If you had walked in to the scene, you would have beaten me up." he said with a chuckle, and she grinned up at him.
"Nah... I'm used to Blair already." she said, and Soul raised one eyebrow. He doubted that. "Besides..." she started drawing lines on his chest. "I know now you would never betray me, not even with her." the month he had taken up to get used to Kid as their lover had proved that to her, she added on her thoughts. As much as his reasoning had been stupid.
Soul looked up at the ceiling and rolled his eyes, unsure either to be flattered Maka thought that of him, or insulted she just knew it now. He decided to change the subject, to a more pressing matter.
"What are you doing in my bed anyways?" He asked, an yawn escaping his lips at the end of the sentence. Her hand resumed rubbing his chest, the move comforting.
"I came in to watch you sleep, and this spot seemed comfortable." she said with a light voice. Soul chuckled, but didn't say anything. He waited for Maka to continue – she only came watch him when she was worried. After a couple of minutes, she finaly said. "I'm worried about Kid."
"What about him?" Soul asked in confusion. Kid had been fine the past day, when they said goodbye. He looked giddy, actualy. Soul grinned, he had been the one to put that look on his face.
"I have a date with him alone today... and I'm pretty sure he asked for it to break up with us." He looked down startled as Maka said with worry and mild disappointment. Break up? What? She caught his surprised look, and shot a glare at him. "What did you expect? You were acting like a jerk around him, avoiding him and pretending he wasn't there when we were together."
Soul felt guilt fill his chest. He hadn't meant to do that... He was just... Maka's hand came up to caress his face, and as he looked down at her, she kissed his lips softly. He felt somewhat better when they parted, and her eyes were gentle towards his.
"Don't worry. I will convince him to give us another shot. Also, I'm going to set up a date for the three of us at the next weekend." Don't screw up this time, the green eyes seemed to add to him, and he nodded at her. He would make sure not to. She smiled, and kissed his lips once again.
"I have to get dressed, it's almost time for me to leave." she said, sitting up and getting out of his bed. He yawned again, and stretched his arms and legs. "Blair is cooking you two breakfast, Kid asked me not to eat before the date." she added as she left the room. Soul nodded at her, but it was lost as the girl was already out of sight.
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Maka gave her lips a light touch of gloss as she finished dressing. She wasn't wearing make up but for a touch of blush and some light pink gloss – she didn't like make up much. She was wearing a white buttom up shirt with red abstract details sprouting from the bottom hem up to her breast line – not her favourite, but Kid had once fanboyed over it because of the symmetry of the drawings, she remembered with a giggle.
She also wore a pink skirt that went down to her knees – it had three layers, one shorter than the other, and embroidered patterns at the hem of each layer. She liked this one, plus the embroidery was very well done – she was sure Kid would appreciate the work, too. She grinned at herself in the mirror, she was pretty sure she already knew how to dress up for Kid after their short month of being together. She grabbed her purse and pink sandals and left the room, spotting Soul lounging on the couch with a page of the newspaper as he waited for Blair to call him. He looked up as she entered the room, then shot her a strange look.
"What?" she snapped at him – his look was not flattering at all. He smiled sheepshily at her.
"You look girlish." he simply said, and Maka glared. She looked down at her watch – 9h36 in the morning. No time to change again, or she would be late. She grumbled a curse towards Soul, then stalked out of the room, satisfied when she heard Soul "eep" at the sound of the banging door.
She wasn't as sure as to her clothing choice as she walked down towards the fountain at the central park – where she was supposed to meet Kid. An embarassed blush lightly tinged her face as she spotted him standing there with his back to her. He looked handsome, with a dark yellow T-shirt and a shorter but baggier black shirt over it, blue-black baggy cargo pants doing the same complimenting job to his body as the shirt – he looked less skinnier in them than in his usual clothes.
"Hey there." she called out in a soft voice as she neared him, and he turned around. Her lips parted in surprise as she stood in front of him – his eyes seemed to shine with his clothing choice, and his hair also looked darker and more alluring, the white stripes not as highlited because of the break in the full-black he usually did. She watched as his eyes travelled down her body, and bit back a giggle when she saw them tracing the embroidery in her clothes. So unlike Soul, who would instead look at her chest and her legs.
"You look beautiful." he murmured in his deep voice, and Maka flushed in pleasure as she smiled at him. Soul was an idiot – she knew her boyfriends well, she didn't need to be unsure of herself. She walked up towards Kid and pecked his lips.
"Thank you. You look handsome yourself." she said lightly in reply, and he gifted her with his soft smile – a rare sight she had been seeing more of lately. She had noted the big closed basket in his hands from affar, what she hadn't noticed were the two pink roses he was now offering to her. Her eyes lit up as she took them delicately. "Thank you!" she smiled at him, and giggled when he blushed and his hand moved up to trace his sanzu – he seemed nervous. Kid was so cute.
He placed the basket down on the bench he had been standing beside. "Here..." he murmured softly, taking a thornless rose from her hand "Let me..." he looked up at her hair – the ponytails being held up by a plain, red rubber. She beamed at him, and lowered her head to allow him to place the rose in her hair – he did more twisting and moving than she had expected with the first rose, then repeated the movement with the second on the other ponytail. He backed away and smiled as she straightened up, and she quickly moved to take a small mirror from her purse and admire his handiwork. The blossoms were turned towards the front of her head, and the pink color complimented her eyes and the blush she had added to her cheeks.
"Thank you, it looks pretty." she told him – Kid had the hands of an artist. He nodded at her with an smile, then took the basket with an arm and offered the other to her like a true gentleman. She felt a rush of excitement surge up on her chest – this was pretty much the first propper date she was having with him. In the others, he was too awkward with Soul to barely even look at them. He was shaping up to be very much the gentleman she had glimpsed between moments of shy awkwardness – and she was loving it.
She took his arm, and he led her silently towards the park nearby – the one she usually went to train with Soul, the sparse trees there made a good training ground. She was giddily imagining what Kid had planned for them when his voice softly penetrated her thoughts.
"Have you already had breakfast?" he asked, and she shook her head lightly.
"No, I was thinking you were going to take me to eat somewhere." she replied, wondering. Then her eyes stopped on the basket. Ohhh.... Was he planning a picnic? She grinned.
"That's good." They were already walking among the trees, and Kid seemed to be looking for a spot for them to settle. Maka frowned down at the floor. It had rained last night, and the ground was muddy. That was too bad... they would have to sit on a table instead of on the floor, like she liked to do when she was younger.
Kid broke her thoughts as he paused beneath the shade of a tree, then gently let go of her hand to take a big table towel from the basket and lie it over the ground – it it had a plastified gleam, and seemed thick enough to keep the soft earth from the food. Maka grinned at his thoughtfulness, she wanted to glomp him and shower him with kisses. She instead stood there and watched as he settled the towel perfectly on the floor – none of the corners were folded, nor the fabric wrinkled – then placed the basket besides it, taking out the contents. A sweet pie, some sandwiches, and fruits – and a large bottle that looked to be juice of some red fruit, along with two glasses. They all looked delicious. She was beaming at him when he turned back at her.
"Oh... This looks great!" she said with excitment as she walked towards a spot where she meant to sit.
"Wait, no." Kid held her by the arm, keeping her from sitting. She looked at him askance. His eyebrow was twitching as he looked down at the muddy grass. Oh, no... He wasn't keeping her from sitting on the floor just because the table cloth was just wide enough for the food, right? The date had been going so well... She half-glared at him, ready to give him a piece of her mind, already predicting he would be stubborn about it.
He rendered her wordless as he took his shirt off and laid it to the floor, giving her a clean spot to sit down. "Much better." he said after the fabric was settled on the ground, then offered his arm to help her sit down. Maka stared at him. Kid looked back, and started twitching from nervousness.
"Oh, Kid, you're so cute!" she finaly let out, jumping into his arms, making a flush cover his cheeks. Oh my god, where had she managed to get such a cheesy boyfriend. She loved it. "Thank you." she said, before pulling him down into a deep kiss.
Kid held her by her waist and kissed back, his golden eyes closed as he seemed to be enjoying the kiss. She prefered to watch his expression, as she drank in the sweetness of his lips – they were strongly honey flavoured, and she had found out barely three days ago that was because honey was his comfort food. She laughed in her mind. Damn, he was cute.
She sat down over his shirt, grateful her skirt wasn't going to get dirty, and grinned up at him. He smiled and walked around the makeshift table, summoning Beuzebub and kneeling down over the floating skate, sitting on his heels. She watched him in curiosity – his stance seemed very japanese-like as he leaned over to pour them the juice, and offered her a sandwich wrapped in protective plastic.
She took it and unwrapped, as he started talking about silly school things and books he had read to fill in the silence, and she replied, laughing at his jokes and making her own, enjoying the good food and the light talk. The juice had turned out to be strawberry, and the pie was also made of strawberries. It was one of her favourite fruits, and she was glad he had remembered her telling him so iddly in one of their previous talks. None of the fruits were strawberries, though. There were two apples and two pears – all rubbed so clean that they were shining. She rolled her eyes at them, but had to admit they were good too, as she ate a pear after the sandwich.
It was when Kid was finishing his sandwich that his look turned serious. She mentally straightened herself. The part she had been worrying about early was probably about to start now. He chewed on the last piece and cleaned his fingers on a napkin, before swallowing and looking up at her.
"Maka..." he started, and she waited for him to continue. It took him about a minute. "I asked you out today to talk about our relationship." there we go, she thought, as her lips turned down into a small frown. He looked into her eyes, and seemed to be expecting her to say something. She bit on her pear, so she wouldn't have to say anything – full mouth excuse. He sighed, and his hand moved to rub at his sanzu again.
"I... don't think it's working..." He started, and he seemed to have rehearsed it. But he sounded unsure. She hid her grin behind her fruit. He had probably rehearsed that before yesterday, when Soul decided to snap out of his awkward and kiss him silly. She could bet the same train of thought was running on his head, because a faint blush tinged his pale skin. "Maybe I should part from you... and Soul." she understood why he took a while to add in Soul – they had been in a relationship only in name, unlike Kid's and Maka's.
"I don't see why..." she started slowly, trying not to hurt his feelings. "I have been enjoying our relationship, and I can tell you have been enjoying it too. If it's because of Soul..." he flushed more, and she let him see her grin this time. "I can tell his attitude towards you, and yours towards him, just changed yesterday." she paused. He looked unsure, then opened his mouth to say something, but she cut in. "Give it time." she said softly. "Give him time. I am sure that, in time, Soul will come around... and so will you." she finished.
It was not like Kid had even tried to get near Soul, and she could bet it was probably for a motive very similar to her weapon's. That had really surprised her at first, for Maka had started thinking about inviting Kid inside their relationship because the shinigami had a serious crush on her boyfriend, and it had been getting more and more obvious to her. She liked Kid, and she loved Soul – she didn't object to Kid forming a strong bond with him like she had, but she didn't want to lose her boyfriend to her friend. So she gauged Soul's response to Kid's unconscious advances for months, before finally bringing him in.
She had expected Kid to gravitate towards Soul, and form a bond with him like she had, and barely develop his friendship with her more than they already had. She had been surprised when the opposite happened – it was like Kid had started using her as a wall to hide behind, away from his crush, and Soul had happily taken the arrangement. Which, by the way, she didn't like at all, even though she enjoyed the turn Kid's relationship with hers had taken. She had wanted to bitchslap the boys, so they would stop being stupid. But thankfully, she probably wouldn't have to be this agressive. Probably.
Kid's eyes lit up with hope at what she had said. Soul would come around in time... She wondered if his crush on Soul was only obvious to her – no one else had made any jokes to her about losing Soul to Kid, even though they definitely had about she losing him to Black Star. Which was bullshit, Black Star and Soul shared a platonic love, obviously to her. He looked unsure as the hope started to dim. She felt like throwing the pear's core at his forehead, and hope it would shake his brain gears back into place. She opted to throwing it on the ground, and letting nature do its work with the rest of the fruit and the seeds. Kid twitched as he watched, and moved to stand up. Maka gladly took the diversion.
"Let it be. It's just like the fruit had fallen from the tree, you know. It's not inorganic garbage." She said and warned him to stay sitting with a glare. He actually pouted at her. She chuckled. "You can be so childish at times, Kid." He rubbed at his sanzu again, and looked embarassed.
"I'm not...." he paused. "You're turning away from the discussion." he acused her slowly.
"What discusssion? I thought it has been pretty much settled. You will give Soul another month to get used, before discussing the relationship with the two of us. End of discussion." she finished, and reached for a piece of the pie. He stared at her, she ignored him. Hmmm...! The pie was delicious.
"...Sounds fair." he started, but sighed when it was obvious Maka wasn't going to give him any choice on the subject. One more month, it would be, then... He stared down at the ground, wondering if he could endure another month of Soul ignoring him, or being awkward around him...
"This is really good! Please say congratulations to your cook." Maka said with a grin. "The sandwiches were really good, and this pie is amazing." Nothing short of the Shinigami heir, she thought with a smile – everything about Kid's house was amazing, why not his cook too? Her eyebrow rose in question when a dark blush covered Kid's face.
"Hum... Thank you. It was me who made them." Maka stared with her lips hanging open as Kid scratched his head in embarassment. Oh... Oh! Kid knew how to cook... He cooked well, too! He was really going to cook for them someday. Better yet, he was going to cook for then next weekend. She beamed at him as the idea popped into her mind.
"That's great! Tell you what, how about you come and cook for us next weekend! Then we can go out on a date, I, you and Soul." She finished, before taking another bite of the pie and enjoying it. Kid stared, his mouth open. Nope, he wasn't going to have a choice, that hadn't been a question.
He reached out and took a slice of the pie, too, but he seemed to be into an unpleasant inner monologue while he ate it, his forehead wrinkling as he looked at the grass. Maka had noticed he had them a lot after she had gotten closer to him. She had also noticed that, if she broke his attention while he was into these, he would start acting unreasonable and go on about how much of a failure he was.
So, she just let him be, and instead of reaching for another slice of the pie like she was tempted to, she packed up the food they hadn't eaten back into the basket, making room on the towel so she could sit over it. So she did, with her back against the tree they were under, and watched Kid as he slowly came back to Earth, and looked at her in confusion. She patted at her side, invitting him to sit besides her. He gave her a small smile, before accepting her invite, and sitting with his back against the tree like her. Maka leaned over and laid down on his shoulder, as he wrapped his arms around her.
"I don't think this is going to work." he added as his arms wrapped around her. She snorted, and reached out a hand to rest on his stomach, caressing the muscles idly with her thumb.
"I think that's what your problem is, you think too much. On the other hand, Soul thinks too little. You should both trade half your brain matter, this way everything will be just great." Kid laughed at her words, his body relaxing under hers as she chuckled along.
She loved the sound of his laughter when she had her ear against his chest. She loved the sound of his heart beat when it slowed in peace when they cuddled together. She loved the way his soft hands reached up to carress her back idly, as they just laid into eachother's arms, enjoying the silence or, as was the current case, the song of the birds.
She did ask Kid out because she wished to be able to love Soul as her boyfriend at the same time as him. But, it seemed, she was slowly falling in love with Kid as well. She smiled as she closed her eyes, that was just okay with her. It just meant she would have to work harder to make her boys work their relationship with eachother.