(Imagine Person A of your OTP trying to throw a piece of popcorn into Person B's mouth and accidentally hitting them in the eye.)

They sat on the couch. They were alone. The others were late. So they sat. One with a bucket of popcorn the other fiddling with a remote. They didn't speak. They were friends, but didn't speak. Not really, at least. They enjoyed each other's company but both didn't speak. They were supposed to watch a horror movie tonight, also the rest of them were supposed to be here tonight. But once again, the two DWMA students were left alone. Maka at the popcorn and Kid counted the buttons on the remote. He sighed.

"Should I go?" She asked.

"No, it's okay. Punctuality is a virtue, one they do not have." She nodded, and looked back to the large television. It probably wouldn't even fit in hers and Soul's apartment.

"Popcorn?"

"No thanks, it makes your hands greasy."

"Another pet peeve?" He nodded and she smiled. "Should we start the movie?"

"Give it another thirty minutes?"

"Wanna see a trick?" He shrugged and the charismatic Maka threw a popped kernel in the air and caught it in her mouth. She chewed it and gave a cocky smile. He clapped and she gave a mocking bow. She did it once more with three disfigured white puffs. "You try." She ordered and he laughed.

"I doubt I can do it."

"You work with aim, I think you can."

"You have too much faith in me, Maka." She smiled. She gave one popcorn fluff a good swooping toss in his general direction and he caught it with an almost grace. The best part was seeing him, the "prude" according to Black-Star, watch a kernel with his gold eyes and catch it. He coughed and she clapped. He smiled, one of those charming smiles, one of those crooked wicked smiles that Death Lords could do. She took two once again and he nodded. She threw them toward him and laughed when they bounced off his narrow nose. He grabbed his eye and Maka laughed harder. "God Maka, you've got quite a throw." He cried and held his eye.

"Are you ok?" She laughed and scooted two seats over to him. He let go of his eye and she began to giggle. The kernel had hit him in the actual eye and it was beginning to water. She tilted back his head and peered into the eye and smiled. "I'm really sorry Kid." She laughed.

"Stop laughing, it hurts." He grumbled and she quickly frowned; or tried. "Stop it." He laughed and she smiled widely and so did his.

"You were very graceful."

"Promise?"

"Promise." She tilted his face once again to the right and peered into one of those ethereal eerily beautiful eyes that could make any girl melt. That was until you saw them water and notice there was a chunk of popcorn stuff in them. "Kid, there's something in your eye."

"Stop teasing me, I have seen movies, movies Liz and Patty pick."

"I do not mean it as a pick up line. I think Liz and Patty should stop with those movies." She growled. "Do you have Q-tips?"

"In the bathroom." She sped off and he peered after her. Returning with a determined air about her and three Q-tips she sat next to him once again.

"Look at me." She said and held his face, her knees resting on his leg. They both noticed this interaction and Kid looked away to calm the blush on his face. No, he was not good at things like this, especially with Maka. She was dauntingly close, she should know better, she lived with Soul. She should never sit so close to a guy like this, it makes them feel things. Her green eyes looked at him. "Kid, look at me." She tilted his head downward and took one Q-tip.

"Wh-what are you going to do?" He whimpered.

"There is popcorn stuff in your eye." He nodded and sniffled. Yes, sniffled. She nodded and once again held his head and leaned into him. There bodies so close, almost intimate, that was if the situation was different, but it was simple. Kid was proud of his eye's beauty and the power that laid in them and yet he trusted them with witty girl. She was more wittier than beautiful and Kid loved that. She was funny and hated sports and smart and brave. "Hold still, okay?" He nodded and her knee adjusted between his legs and she prodded his eye. His face was very very red at this point and wondered if she knew. She must. "Almost got it." Once again his eye got poked and she wobbled, he held her to steady her movement and she nodded in thanks.

That was when Soul burst thru the door, with great timing like always. Maka was examining the Q-tip and was still as Soul almost screamed. They both looked at him and Maka threw herself back, two seats away from Kid again, he pulled his knees into his chest and they were quite. Soul just glared at both parties and sat down next to Maka.

"Pray for your sake, Kid, that I never find you two that close ever again." He spat.

"I got it." Maka said and waved the Q-tip at Kid and they both smiled. At that point Kid looked like a happy tomato, with his face red and his smile broad. Maka thought it was because of the small popcorn success, but she was naive about these things. Soul and Kid both knew why and said nothing to each other the rest of their usual movie night.

Soul and Maka waved goodbye and she gave Kid a small jokingly wink and he winked back and Soul fumed the entire way home and Maka smirked and Kid dreamt of her that night.