"Now that I'm ten weeks I think I should tell papa."

"Why? Your creepy dad doesn't need to know," Soul said.

"I know he's creepy. . .and annoying, but he's my dad. I love him, even if it doesn't seem like it."

"What made you come to this revelation?"

"I'm not sure," Maka paused for a moment and took a breath, "I guess I realized that he acts the way he does, you know the way I hate, because he loves me so much and wants to protect me. I bet you'll act the same way if we have a daughter." Maka smiled.

Soul's eyes widened and became constricted. Soul started shaking his head back and forth non-stop. "Oh. My. God. I am, aren't I?" Soul's face turned completely white, he fell to the floor.

"Soul? Are you okay?" Maka knelt beside him on the ground.

"I don't want to be the creepy dad. . ."

Maka pet his white hair down. "I know, but it's okay to be the creepy dad, as long as there's someone to act creepy for."

Soul lifted his face from the wooden floor and gazed up at Maka. "As long as you're there," Soul thought for a moment, "then I'm okay with it."

Maka smiled, which made Soul smile too. Maka stood up and held a hand out for Soul to grab onto. He inturn grabbed Maka's hand and was hoisted up onto his feet.

Before they left for the Death Room, where Spirit would most likely be, Maka looked at Soul.

"What is it?"

"I want to be with you, Soul."

"Okay? Where did this come from?"

Maka shook her head. "It's nothing."

Maka reached her hand out to Soul. He grabbed it and pulled her closer to him and the door.

It seemed like he was going to kiss her.

"We better get going. It'll be Halloween before we go if we keep going at this pace."

Maka smiled at him. Soul led the way to the motorcycle, then to DWMA.

"Yo, yo, what's up, what's up?" Death asked in his high pitched voice.

"Maka. . ." Spirit drooled over Maka coming to see him.

He didn't really care why, just her being there and wanting to talk to him was good enough for him.

"I need to tell my father something, Lord Death."

Lord Death nodded his head. "I will be over here if you need me." Lord Death walked over to the side of the room.

"Papa."

"Maka," Spirit said, as if he could never be happier. "Soul," he said in a less happier tone.

"Sir," Soul said.

Maka walked over to Papa and wrapped her arms around his waist. Spirit was so flabbergasted by Maka that he couldn't move, or talk. But Maka's cries sent him back to reality.

"I'm sorry, Papa," Maka cried.

Spirit pet down Maka's now straight, blonde hair. "For what?" He asked her in a soothing tone.

Maka looked up from her father's drenched coat and stared at Lord Death. Lord Death nodded again. Then, Maka turned her gaze to Soul, who also nodded.

Maka broke the hug from her father and backed away from him.

"What's wrong, Maka?"

"Papa, don't be angry, please."

"Sweet baby girl, I could never be angry at you." Spirit smiled and opened his arms out as if he were welcoming her into another hug. "What's wrong, Maka?" He asked her again.

Maka hesitated at answering his question. "Papa. . .I'm pregnant."

Spirit's face went blank and all the blood drained out of his body; he fell to the floor.

"Papa!" Maka ran over to Spirit's lifeless body. "Papa, are you okay?"

Suddenly, Spirit jumped up, color back in his body. "YOU DID THIS TO MY MAKA!" Spirit screamed as he pounced on Soul, landing him into the ground.

"PAPA!" Maka ran to Soul and Spirit. "Papa, it's not his fault!"

"What mean it's not his fault?! HE STOLE YOUR FLOWER!"

Lord Death started slowly walking over to them.

Maka giggled a bit before saying, "He didn't steal my 'flower'." Maka air quoted flower.

"What!?" Spirit yelled.

"What?" Soul mimicked.

Maka pulled Spirit's arm, so he would get off of Soul. Then, Maka helped Soul up off the ground.

"Again, what?" Soul asked again.

"Sorry to burst your bubble, but I wasn't a virgin when we slept together that night."

Soul and Spirit's mouths dropped to the floor in sync.

"So, nobody remembers any of my boyfriends. Kyuu, he was my first boyfriend, I didn't sleep with him, or even kiss him before we broke up. Then, there was Eiichi, Eiji, and Eiri. Don't judge, I was into guys with names that started with E when I was 15, okay. But then, Haru came into my life. Haru, he was sweet, he was my first love. We had sex the night before he died."

"Died?" Lord Death said.

"Yes, he died the next day. He had cancer."

"I can't believe you never told me," Soul said, shellshocked.

Spirit was still speechless.

"Soul, I love you. I knew about Haru's cancer, I knew he was going to die." Maka took a deep breath. "That's why I was Haru's first and I was his."

Maka turned to face Soul. She grabbed his shoulders and held tight. "You don't have to be jealous or whatever you're feeling right now."

Soul laughed. "I'm not jealous. For the longest time I thought I ruined your life by being your first."

"Why did you think that?"

"I don't know, I'm not use to dealing with my feelings."

"Okay?"

"Anyway, I'm just relieved, that's all."

Maka smiled.

Spirit woke from his speechless state. It looked as if he was going to kill someone, or even himself.

"Papa, I know you must hate me, but-"

"REAPER CHOP!"

Spirit laid face down in the ground once again.

"Lord Death!" Maka yelled.

"Sorry, thought he was going to attack again."

"I've got it handled, but thank you."

Maka looked down at her father. She gently rubbed his back, until his head rose.

"Papa, I'm sorry."

Spirit smiled and lifted himself off the ground.

"I am disappointed in you Maka," Maka bowed her head in shame, "but I will never stop loving you. I am mostly disappointed in your mother and I. I wish we could have given you a better life and better role models."

Spirit lifted his daughter's head with his fingers, and smiled at her. She inturn smiled back at him.

"It's okay, Papa. I realize now that you did the best you could. I never realized that you were really the only one there for me, Mama was always. . .gone."

Maka wrapped her arms around her father's waist.

"I love you, Papa."

Spirit smiled and patted Maka's head.

"I love you too, baby girl."

Spirit glanced over at Soul, he held his hand out to him.

"I'm good, this looks like a family moment."

Soul continued shaking his head when Spirit grabbed him and pulled him into the embrace.

"You're family now," Spirit said.

Soul knew how much Spirit had always hated him, and how hard it must have been for him to say that.

"Thank you, sir Death Scythe."

"It's time you call me Spirit," Spirit said.

Maka nudged her father in the rib cage.

"Or Papa, I guess."

Maka giggled.

"I think I'll just call you Spirit, Spirit."

Seeing the sight made Lord Death smile under his mask. "This won't possibly last long," he stated.

"WAIT!"

"Called it," Lord Death said.

"Halloween is next week! What are you planning on wearing?"

"Nothing."

"WHAT!? Don't you teenagers ever throw parties on holidays!?"

"There is a party," Soul said cooly.

"I'm just not going," Maka said.

"Maka, sweetheart, you have to go!"

"Why? Isn't it time that I be more responsible?" Maka turned her head to face Soul. "You can go, if you want, I don't mind."

"I have just the thing for you to wear!"

"Papa, I said I wasn't going."

Spirit started searching through his pockets to find what he was looking for.

"Ah! Here it is!" Spirit grabbed hold of a costume that was stuffed in his jacket.

"How long have you had that there?" Soul asked, giving Spirit a wonder filled look.

Spirit shrugged his shoulders. "This was your mother's favorite costume, she would want you to wear it, before you get too big."

Maka gave him a dirty glare, but took the costume from him to try it on.

"It might not fit perfectly. Your mama was well built, but you might need to tighten the dress in the. . .higher areas, if you know what I mean."

Now, Soul and Lord Death were giving Spirit a menacing glare.

Minutes later Maka walked out in a white dress that was cut down to her knees and the neck cut to the bottom of her breast. A blue halo hovered above Maka's head.

"Are you sure Mama wanted me to have this? It seems a bit revealing to me," Maka said.

"It wasn't that revealing on Mama, I guess you may need to loosen it instead."

"Before I got pregnant I was a B cup, but now I think I've gone up a size."

"You think? With that on you're bigger than Tsubaki," Soul pointed out as he gawked over Maka.

"You're drooling, Soul," Maka said and laughed.

"No I'm not," Soul said as he quickly wiped away the drool on the side of his mouth.

"MAKA CHOP!"

"Ow. . ." Soul groaned.

"That's my girl." Spirit smiled. "So, will you go now that you have something to wear?"

"Papa, I don't-"

"You should have one more teenage experience before you have to grow up."

Soul's face went blank as he realized that he would have to grow up.

"I'll go for you, but this is the last time."

"Oh boy," Lord Death said.

"Are we going to talk about the look?" Maka asked.

"The look?" Soul asked as he closed the apartment door.

"When Papa said growing up and last teenage experience, you gave me a sad look."

"I did?"

Maka nodded. "Soul, if you aren't ready for this, if you want to be a teenager for awhile longer, you can, I'm not going to hold you back."

"Maka-"

"No Soul, I'm ready to grow up and have this baby, but I can see that you aren't there yet. I'm giving you the chance to go and be a teen like you want."

"Maka, you didn't force me into doing any of this. I'm here because I want to be. I won't lie to you, I do wish I could be partying every night and never studying, but I want to be with you most of all."

Soul wrapped his arms around Maka's waist.

"You wish that now, but a year from now you'll be wishing you took the leave," Maka cried.

"No, I won't."

Soul took Maka's arms and placed them on his shoulders, then he placed his arms back on her waist.

"I think there's something between us," Soul said. Maka giggled and looked down at her stomach, there was hardly any difference in size, but she knew it was there. And she knew he was there.

A.N. Thank you all for the reviews and the reading of my story. I love all the suggestions for names and genders. I am going to use all the names you give me, but I may use them as outside people in only one or two sentences though, and I feel bad about that. But, if I'm going to use all the names you guys give me it's what i have to do. Keep reviewing, I love reading all of them. It really means so much to me that you all like this story so much.