Hi, guys! I know I haven't updated these in a while,but this is just a side project. I'll update when I can. So this fic has been staring me in the face forever, but apparently I can't see past the tip of my nose, because it has completely evaded me.

Seriously, this is one of my favourite songs. How the hell did I miss it?

So, yeah, I basically rip off the lyrics for this fic. But Honey Badger don't give a shit. Please read & review!

P.S. I know I hate on Kid in this fic, but he is my favourite character and I pretty much love him. He was just the most logical person to use.

All To Myself

By: Mariana's Trench

Shot me. Seriously, shot me. Do you know how gag-inducing it is to watch the girl you love cuddle up with some guy?

Okay, so Kid isn't just some guy, he's my friend.

Was my friend, rather, until he stole her away from me.

Okay, he didn't particularly steal her from me, either; Maka was never mine to start out with. We were, are, partners. Meister and weapon. We live together, we see each other everyday, we know each other better then anybody else in the world.

So why did she choose him, instead of me? I always thought she preferred me to Mister OCD over there.

But I guess I was wrong.

As I stare at Maka and Kid cuddling on the couch, watching a movie with the rest of the gang, I can't help but picture myself there, holding Maka close to me. But I have to face reality; I'm the loser in this situation.

So what? a part of me says, Maka choose Kid instead of you! Suck it up!

But I can't suck it up, another part says, How could I?I love her.

Or, at least I think I do.

Now the two of them are in lip-lock. Wonderful. Just fan-fucking-tastic.

As their make-out session intensifies, so does my general loathing of the pair of them. I went to rip Kid right off of her and beat him to a pulp, but I restrain. It wasn't until there was a particularly naughty giggle from Maka that I snap.

"Why don't you two just go and get a fucking room?" By the time the remark leaves my lips, I instantly regret it. Everyone turns to stare at me.

"Fine," Maka responds, "We will." Her and Kid get up, and start heading for Kid's bedroom.

Great. Now I'm the bad guy. I should have just kept my filthy fucking mouth shut.

I can't help it.

Maka, run away from him.

Run to me. Follow me.

I went you in my arms, I want you all to myself.