Oh Yes! A Liz x Soul part! *Switches to a reporter tone* Next part: Black*Star x Tsubaki x Crona. Stay tuned!

Disclaimer: I do not own this incredible series named "Soul Eater"


Maka's point of view

Class was over.

"Don't forget to come to Deathbucks later!" Tsubaki waved at me, running after overly fired up Black*star. I smiled at her. My birthday party took part tomorrow, and I still had a very spacial guest to invite. The smile slowly faded as I stepped down the dungeon steps. And what if they'll say no? What if they are angry at me for leaving them behind? I took in a deep breath, knocking on the door to Crona's room.

"Who is it? What do you want?" I bit my lip and entered the dark room, pulling on a big fake smile. "Crona! How are you?" Crona sat in Mr. Corner. "Come on out, I want to talk to you." I continued. Crona got up and sat again, this time on the bed. "Happy birthday." I felt tears filling my eyes. they remembered. I quickly wiped my eyes with my hand. "We're having a party tomorrow. Do you want to attend?" I sat, hesitant.

"I never had one."

Crona's voice was so quiet it seemed as if they were talking to themselves. "Of course you did, remember? There was a party right after you-" I suddenly quieted down. "Crona? When is your birthday?" Crona didn't reply, turning their eyes to the floor. "You don't know, do you? You never had one." I whispered, suddenly getting the urge to hug them. "You know what? Let's make it tomorrow! You and I, sharing the same date. What do you say?" They smiled weakly. "I think I can deal with that." Their back stretched as Ragnarock busted out. "Birthday party, huh? Can it be mine too?" I nodded and laughed. "Oh, by the way, the group is going out shopping for the party later today. Do you want to join? Meeting at Deathbucks." Crona nodded. "Black*Star will be there, too. You two must learn to deal with each other." I ignored their protest and walked out. "See you there."


Kid's Point Of View

Liz looked absolutely stressed, burning a hole into the sidewalk as she paced back and forth.

"You should probably stop panicking or your acne will come back." I warned, rewarded by one of her rare, deadly glares. "Shut up Kid. I'm totally fine."

I smiled, closing my eyes. The Thompsons changed into their pistol forms, the three of us taking off on Beelzebub, on Our way to Deathbucks. Maka will be there, too.

"Hey Kid, why are YOU so excited?" Patty's voice echoed inside my head. "Wha-" I blushed. "I noticed it too." Liz obviously enjoyed my nervous appearance. I relaxed, thinking of a replay that will get both of my weapons off my back. "I just can't wait until Liz here gives us some Evans nephews. Can you?" Patty squalled in shock, turning to Liz, which looked too embarrassed to speak. "Can I help you pick their names?" Patty asked in excitement. I released a small giggle. Mission accomplished.

We landed at Deathbucks, not surprised to see we were the last ones to arrive. "I told you we will run late if you take that much time getting ready." I lectured Liz, though I was taking my time nonetheless. I quieted down as I saw Crona sitting next to Maka. "Crona! I didn't know you were coming! How are you?" they smiled shyly. "Let's Go!" Soul shouted, walking past Liz as if she wasn't there. Maka and I sighed in harmony.


Soul's Point Of View

Liz is so pretty.

I mean, It's not as if I was attracted to her, I ignored her, actually. I knew Maka was better for me. Liz just has this thing in her, that spacial kind of beauty you couldn't but adore. I wonder how was it to live with her. Kid is lucky. Not as lucky as me, though.

"Let's Go!" I called, stepping out of the shop. Even with the trio there, the tension didn't wear off. Black*Star and Crona were yet to make up. Tsubaki was the first to follow, dragging Black*Star behind her. "I know this Dress store three streets from here". I nodded.

"I'm staying outside." Black*Star announced at the entrance to the shop. "You guys should, too." I looked at him with confusion. "It's bad luck if you see the dress of your date before it happens." I pulled my shoulders. "Okay then. I'll stay with you. Maka and I already went shopping a couple of days ago."

"Bad luck!" He hissed.

"I don't have a date." Kid stated. "I don't think Crona has one ei-" He proceeded, getting interrupted be Patty. "I wanna be Crona's date!" Kid looked at her blankly as she pulled Crona's arm. "I-" Corona stuttered. Kid shook his head, smiling. "I'm sorry; you'll have to deal with this one." He chuckled, leaning back on the outer wall of the shop as the girls went inside.


Maka's Point Of View

Too bad I already had a dress, the outfits here were stunning.

Tsubaki smiled gently at the turquoise dress I offered her. It was long, tight around the waist and wide around the feet. The top was sleeveless and reached the neck, covered in black lace and fake blue topaz.

"Hey, Maka? How is this?" I turned around to Liz. Why was she asking me? We had such a different fashion sense. To my surprise she picked a short dress with a black jacket. The dress itself was in a dark, reddish color, which made her light blue eyes look very out of place. I raised a hesitant thumb up. "I know, It sucks." she sat on the couch and covered her eyes with her hands in depression. "No, it isn't. What are you looking for, anyway?" The lie wasn't very convincing. "She wants to look good for Sooouuulll!" Patty shouted. I turned pale. "Great, Patty, now everybody knows." Liz hissed. I shook my head. "You could just ask me, you know." I petted her back. "Okay. I'll help." I sighed and reached for a long, cream dress. "How about this one? It will suit you." Liz opened her eyes, only to close them again. "Will he like it?" I bit my lip. I returned the dress and looked again carefully. "This one?" Tsubaki pulled a shining silver dress. It was short, revealing the back. Liz went inside the cabinet to try it on. It fitted her. "Again, Will he-" I rolled my eyes, winking at Tsubaki. "He will love it." she smiled, then looked at the mirror, worried once again. "Wouldn't it look weird?" she asked as Patty came out of the dressing room, wearing the dress she picked. We paused, bursting out in laughter a moment later. "Well, I may look weird, but at least I'm not wearing a giraffe patterned dress."