"Maka, you look funny today."
"Shut the hell up, Black Star."
Soul places his arm around Maka's waist reassuringly.
"Black Star, it's because her hair isn't in her pigtails."
"Oh, I guess that makes sense, Tsubaki. But why is your hair down, Maka?"
"I just felt like keeping it down today!"
"You sound a little too defensive about that."
"Why are you asking such weird question?!"
"Because they need to be asked."
Soul growls slightly. "Black Star, fuck off."
Black Stars eyes widen a little. "So, that's what it is isn't it?" He quickly reaches over the table and flick Maka's hair over her shoulder, before she can react, revealing a large purple, almost black, mark.
Maka's hand shoots up, but not before everyone at the table has a chance to see it.
"Well, you guys have been together awhile…but I didn't ever expect Maka to let anyone give her a hickey."
"Maka-!"
"Shi-"
"Chop!"