(TSUBAKI'S POV)

"Makaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa"

"Oh, no…" Tsubaki murmured under her breath. I don't understand how Black*star is still alive. After getting a Maka Chop everyday since he met her. It was a serious accomplishment

"CHOP!" The book slammed into his skull. It made a strange cracking sound. maybe today would be the day that Maka finally hit someone to hard.

"What the hell maka?! Why did you hit him so hard?!" Soul screamed as he looked down at the unconscious Black*star.

"Oh. He'll be fine." Maka said grumpily

"I-I don't know how to deal with this Maka…" Crona said in his usual voice

"DON'T WORRY CRONA!" Patty yelled as she jumped on Crona's back. I don't understand how they make THAT relationship work. And what exactly did Black*star whisper into Maka's ear before she Maka-CHOPPED him?

(SOUL'S POV)

After Maka had stormed off leaving the unconscious Black*star to get tended to by his overprotective girlfriend, he walked in the direction she had walked off in only moments ago. Why did he have this strange feeling in his chest. Every time he was around Maka he got this feeling. But he had a girlfriend himself. He loved Liz and Liz loved him. Even if he did get dirty looks from Kid. Soul knew kid liked Liz, but didn't know if Liz liked him back. If she did, what would Soul do? He REALLY liked Liz. O-or...did he. Shaking his head to get these thoughts out of his mind he went towards the music room. ever since Soul met Maka that's where Maka would go to get away from something or someone she didn't want to be around.

He walked in. She wasn't there. At least he didn't think so, "Maka?" Soul called out. Nothing. Maybe she wasn't here.

There was a green notebook with Maka's name on the cover. Her poem notebook. Cool guys don't snoop. Don't even think about it, Soul. Even as he warned himself, his arm reached out and opened the book to a random page.

MY TORTURED LOVE

Those red, crimson eyes

that perfect white hair

The way that he lies

How he is always there

The best name of all

his sharp, warm smile

And, yeah, I'm small

But I've there for a while

Does my love... love me back

Or is my dreaming just sad

And even though the beauty I lack

I know he is not like my dad

He won't leave me for some chick

He wouldn't cheat on my heart

For that is just sick

Oh my beautiful Soul

Oh how I love my perfect Soul

"Maka…..loves me. After all this time of making her go through all this pain….She truly...l-loves me."