"Let me see my baby." Maka demanded tiredly. After thirty-four hours of labor, who wouldn't be tired?
A nurse brought the newborn to her, wrapped in a soft pink blanket. Meanwhile, the birth certificate was being filled out.
"Born on February 27th, 2000 at 4:42 AM. Eye color: Blue. Hair color: White..."
Nothing going on around her was registering in Maka's mind. Everything simply went through one ear, out the other. The only thing she could think about was her newborn daughter.
Her's. Yes, the child in her arms only belonged to her. "You're so beautiful." Maka said, her finger running along the baby's soft cheek.
At the touch, the infant began to cry.
"There, there. Mama's here." Maka cooed. She moved her gown so that her left breast was exposed. A small, loving smile spread across her face as the baby began to suckle.
"Ma'am? Ma'am?"
Maka tore her eyes away from her daughter to the woman holding the birth certificate. "Yes?" she said.
"What is your child's name?" the woman asked, ready to write. "Kokoa Albarn." Maka replied.
"And how do you spell that?"
"K-O-K-O-A. A-L-B-A-R-N."
The woman wrote the name. "And who is her father?" she asked. Maka looked back down at her daughter, softly sighing.
"Ma'am? His name?" the woman asked.
"Soul Eater Evans."
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A/N: Well, there's the prolouge. What do you think? Please review! I like to know what you guys are thinking. Even if it's negative.
Later, friends!
- Takashimo ;)
