A/N: You know, I'm not a coldplay fan - or a Rhianna fan for that matter either (Sorry, just my opinion!) but dang, the song 'Princess of China' is damn catchy in my opinion. Also, I keep listening to 'Seven days is too long' by Chuck Wood and Christina Aguilera's version of 'Car Wash'. Princess of china was my sister's fault cuz she was playing it loads, car wash was something that somehow kept coming up in my head and seven days I heard playing on TV and found it catchy :) Proof that I will listen to practically anything... except techno. I hate techno -_-

Review time with S Puff now :) I like how daytime-TVish that sounded.
Lady Shadow 77 - I'm glad you liked it, since I know you seem to like the more serious ones a lot and I'm very pleased your interested in her story (though I will have to put some more thought into it all) And FOOLS! - I wouldn't have hurt Blair really... I'm a cat lover :3 Cat-witches included.
LucidityAcheived - Ah, your reviews always make me chuckle. Though BlackStar doesn't strike me as the tears of joy kinda guy, but who knows, right? I don't strike people as a secret ninja but I am... ;) As for Lord Death the pedophile... well let's face it, I love the guy, but he already sounds like one :3
Evilwhiskers - Firstly, yay! It's always awesome to get such a great review and I didn't think I was that good, but I'm really glad you think so. Also, soon I plan on trying to put up an unnamed bigger story, a story called witch hunter and a one-shot called Black-Out so I'll work to get them up soon-ish. Also I will definitely be carrying on, so no worries there... As for your little idea... keep an eye out on my next story ;P

Imagine if your body was covered with small mirrors. I so wanna try that.

Secret Valentine by We The Kings

Maka POV-

When I woke up early (Nine in the morning) that Saturday, it was too early to start making breakfast when Soul wouldn't even be close to waking up and I felt too awake to go back to sleep. So I thought I might as well get this weeks shopping done, so I grab the house-keeping money and rush off.

Of course, it's never that easy. 'Shopping' is the general word we use for replace everything BlackStar broke, everything Soul sliced to pieces, replace any clothes that got torn during a mission and buy a ton of new food since they both already cleaned out all the food in our kitchen in one week. So after going to the supermarket for food, the furniture store to order a new table, BlackStar's house to make him cough up money for the table he smashed and the clothes store for a couple new t-shirts, it was twelve o'clock and I was praactically dragging myself home. All that walking, plus chasing BlackStar around to Maka-chop the money out of him, had really taken it out of me.

I opened the door and quietly set my bags down, in case Soul was still asleep (yeah, he's lazy) and padded silently into the house, then I froze at the sight before me.

Soul sitting at the piano, a pencil in his hand as he leaned forward to scawl some notes on a fresh looking music sheet. He waved his pencil like he was conducting something, humming a tune quietly and then suddenly grinned and added a few more notes to his sheet. He still hadn't noticed me yet as he leaned over the piano and started to play something, only a few notes, but I loved the hauntingly beautiful sound it made. He smiled to himself, nodding almost as if he didn't realize he was doing it.

I just stood there watching him from by the door unmovingly. I hadn't seen him sat in front of a piano since I met him, which was so long ago. Back then, he'd seemed so mysterious and intriguing. In a way, he hadn't changed, but now I felt sort of... connected to him now, as silly as that might sound.

Of course, he eventually noticed me, trailing of in his humming. "Maka.." He said in a surprised tone.

"Hi." I said awkwardly, feeling embarrassed about being so nosey, but I liked Soul's music. "You're playing the piano." Wow, obviously... I guess I was just really surprised.

He smiled slightly. "Yeah, I am. It's my brother's birthday today, so I guess I just felt a little nostalgic and started playing... Sorry, I'll clear up now."

"No!" I protested, then blushed at how against the idea I'd sounded.

Soul smirked. "No? Why not then?"

I figeted nervously where I stood, not looking him in the eye. Then I sighed and spoke. "I haven't heard you play since I met you. I like your playing... It's like it's a part of you. Sorry, I sound silly. It's just it's -"

"No, no. It's good." Then his red eyes seemed to light up. "I love that you like my playing."

Something about Soul saying the word 'love' had me blushing like a fool. I just said the first thing that came to mind. "Well, I really do like it."

Wow, I was just so full of verbal expression today, right?

But Soul grinned happily, like I just made his day. He patted the bench right next to him. "Get over here, Maka."

I forgot completely about the shopping bags I'd dumped by the door and went over, perching at the edge of the left side of the bench, since it wasn't that big and I didn't want to cram myself against Soul. But Soul had other ideas. He wrapped one arm around me and pulled me closer to him, so we were pressed up together. If I was blushing before, then it was nothing compared to now. Soul gave me a little, devious smile. "Today's your lucky day then, Maka. You're going to help me finish this piece I'm working on."

"Me!? I can't play piano!" I stammered, wondering if my partner had gone insane again.

But Soul's devious smile only got wider. "It's fine, Maka. I'll teach you the basics. Trust me."

I wanted to tell him a lot then. I wanted to say I think he's insane. I wanted to say that sitting with him and listening to him play was way more than 'fine'. I wanted to tell him I trusted him completely and admit that I already knew a little bit about music, since once I'd realized how much he'd liked it, I'd studied it a little. Just a little. Instead, I just nodded.

He grinned and eagerly turned to the piano, where there were a bunch of music sheets, some covered in notes and others practically blank. The first one he pulled out only had the first line filled. Soul pointed to the line. "This is what I've got so far, since I haven't been working on it long. But first I'll teach you the basics and then we'll work on that." He pulled out another sheet, one that was completed and pointed his pencil to it. "They're measures. See these lines? Each line represents a musical pitch. Every note on a scale is represented by it's position on the line or the spaces in between. The higher the note is on the lines, the higher the pitch. Gettting it so far?"

I nodded in confirmation and it went on like that. It was nice, just hanging out and being completely at ease like this. I felt like me and Soul were finally getting it right with each other, no fighting or arguing, just discussing things and having a lot of fun. Soul started to open up a little too, like he only did rarely. He told me about his brother, Wes, the master violin player and how Soul envied Wes for his musical talent. He reminded me of my preference of the note 'G' and told me how it suited me because it was simple, but it shined in some strange way. Then he blushed and played a few notes, avoiding my gaze. I hadn't been able to relax with Soul like this for so long and I was glad I have the kind, easy-going Soul back, since I'd been seeing him wound up far too tight recently.

Soon we had our piece of music. I didn't do much, only contributing an opinion and a suggestion of a certain note or chord hear and there, but Soul insisted it was our song. That made me kind of happy.

It was dark when he finally played the whole thing and I have to say, it was perfect. It didn't sound as melancholy as the piece he'd played when I'd first met him. This one reminded me of what it was like to see the light after coming out of a dark place. I told Soul this and he laughed like I was missing something, an important point or something.

"What are you laughing at me for?" I grumbled, angry that he'd spoiled how well we'd been getting along.

"You're being cute, Maka." He told me with a devilish grin.

That's it, I was going to explode with embarrassment. I growled at Soul. "Not funny, Soul. I-" He took hold of my arm with a chuckle and I jerked back in surprise, cutting off what i was saying and knocking my arm against the piano, resulting in a loud clang of pianos keys and I flushed in embarrassment over it all.

"S-sorry!" I stuttered. "I didn't - I wasn't trying... I mean-"

"Maka?" Soul was suddenly pretty close to me now, his red eyes staring into mine with amusement and... something else.

"I-er...Yes, Soul?" I managed to get out, trying to compose myself, which wasn't easy with how close he was.

His face was inches from mine. "Shut up." I went to protest and possibly Maka-chop him, but it seems he'd discovered an effective way to distract me. He kissed me.

A/N: Awwwww! How that for fluffeh!? I hope you all liked that (especially you Lucidity, you fluff-lover!) Ahhh, nice doing all that fluffy SoMa stuff with the sounds of Maka screaming "Chrona!" in the background... Wait, whaaaa?
My little sister is watching Soul Eater on her laptop below me (which is where the Maka scraming is coming from) :) And since she broke her laptop, she can't use headphones or earphones so... I can hear whatever she does o.o Dun, dun, daaaaaa! Mostly, she just watches a ton of anime and listens to music, so as long as she keeps it down while I write, I'm cool with it.

Oh about all the Soul music talk about notes and lines and stuff... you don't really have to know what it means, just that it's music talk. :)

I will be trying to post the next chapter/story thingy by this evening as it's a special one... *wink wink* So now I've got some serious research to do for that next chpater/story thingy (Translation: I have to watch a certain soul eater episode.)

Review and fluffiness shall live on!
Hehehe, I used the word 'shall'

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