Maka felt happy for once. Not because she had to be but because someone has made her feel this way, which is indescribable in her vocabulary. He, Soul, has taken Maka out on a date. Even though they had been on many other dates before, this one was special. Graduation was in less than two months and Soul had notice recently that Maka has been stressing out. Stressing out about Death's knows what, Soul told himself. But today, he hoped that Maka could just relax and enjoy the moment which Maka is, surprisingly.
Maka and Soul watched the park from a small uphill, witnessing content individuals, animals, and the sun. The sun was starting to set, changing the color of the sky into this beautiful orange. Maka felt the wind breeze by her face, watching the trees dance and the leaves cheering. Something about this moment sent butterflies in her stomach. If it wasn't for Soul, she would have had broken down any moment and that wasn't a pretty sight. As Maka watched the sun, Soul silently laid himself down onto the grass and closes his eyes. He was happy with what was happening. Maka was doing that child- like smile and he witness her body relaxing little by little.
"Out of all things" Soul whisper to himself "the park." He chuckled. Funny, thinking this place could bring Maka back to her usual self. Maka look towards Soul, wondering if he was seeing the view but saw a quiet, cool looking guy sleeping. His hands behind his head, his eyes cover somewhat by his hair, and of course, a small grin. She wonders how Soul could ever like her.
She had always thought that Soul dislike her, not hated her, but dislike. He was always calling her 'tiny- tits' and a bookworm (which wasn't a lie) and she concluded by his actions that he just didn't see her as a girlfriend type or even a girl at all. It was a surprise that he asked her out one day, leaning against one of the lockers next to her and coolly asked "Are you free tomorrow?" with that crooked grin of his, exposing his pointy teeth. She remembered how hot her face felt and that one of her books fell from her hand. Again, she was shocked. When she was about to pick her book up, Soul quickly got down, grabbed it, and slowly pass it to her. She knew Soul enjoyed embarrassing her and she somewhat hated it. What Maka didn't know was Soul loved witnessing this side of Maka. She would do these cute little things just so she could calm down. Soul grinned even bigger as she stared at the fallen book in Soul's hand, her face turning into a crimson red. It was enjoyable until she 'Maka- Chop' him with another book from her locker. Again, Soul got back down, covering his skull with his empty hand, hoping Maka wouldn't hit him again and hoping he didn't screw this chance up. Maka squatted down to Soul's level, grabbed her book, and with her smile, she finally answered.
"I'm free for tomorrow."
Back to present time, Maka was still watching Soul, grinning back to that memory, funny how things worked out. Soul opened his eyes to Maka, her hair falling down by her face. She looks… beautiful. He smiled as well as her.
The moment felt like it could last forever and Soul wanted it to. He was dating Maka and his heart was taken by her. The sun was almost gone as their smiles disappear and stared at one another, knowing what is going to happen next. Slowly shutting their eyes and lean into one another, they kiss. No, it wasn't one of those kisses where it was so passionate; they try to make themselves as one. It was one of those kiss where they were afraid they might break each other. A kiss so gentle, they couldn't possibly do. Maka felt sparks running through her face and into the pit of her stomach. Soul felt fireworks, cheesy as it sounds. After a few seconds, they pulled apart, slowly gripping onto that lingering kiss. It felt so real, so true. Maka's green eyes stared at Soul's red eyes; again a smile appeared on their faces. It felt like a dream, a dream they called reality.