"Oh… I kind of remember this. But why are we here?" Maka questions, looking around the gothic styled room.
"I'm always here when I'm not conscious. Sleeping, knocked out, etcetera, etcetera." Soul explains. "At least that damn little ogre isn't here this time." He says looking where he usually saw the grinning demon near the record player.
"Oh…" Maka sighs. She remembered their battle with Crona, how Soul jumped in front of her to save her from Crona's blade. If he hadn't he never would have become infected with the Black Blood, and he wouldn't have to suffer the way he did afterwards. And he wouldn't have… that scar. Maka gets a tear to her left eye to the thought, catching Soul's attention.
"Maka, whats-?" He asks.
"Its my fault. That you have to go through all this… If I wasn't so weak when we fought Crona, you wouldn't… you wouldn't…" She begins to say before choking up and almost breaking down. Soul walks to her and takes her in his arms.
"Its okay. I'm used to it. You get used to the room after awhile." He says rubbing her back trying to assure her. She nuzzles her head into his shoulder and a few tears come out.
"Its not the Black Blood or this room… Its… the… the scar…" She whispers. Soul becomes a little shocked, that she still felt guilt over that.
"Its not a big deal Maka, Really. Its healed and everything…" He tries to assure before Maka pulls him back, her hands where the scar was on his chest.
"BUT ITS STILL THERE! I WILL NEVER BE ABLE TO LOOK AT IT WITHOUT REMEMBERING HOW WEAK I AM! How I almost lost you Soul…" Maka cries. Her head drops and she slams herself back into Souls chest. "It sucks… it really sucks so freaking bad. I can't stand it." Maka says shaking and fighting through the tears.
"You know Maka… it scares me too sometimes." He says to Maka's surprise.
"Wh-what do you mean?" She asks still shaking and tears streaming down her face.
"Because… there was a moment there where I knew I was going to die." He says avoiding her large green eyes. "I was scared I was going to die… and I'd never see your face." He looks up at her face, and a smile came when he saw it was shining in the candles light. "That I'd never get to see your shining, beautiful face." Maka chuckles a bit to this confession, to a bit of Soul's annoyment. "What is it?"
"I'm not used to this side of you Soul. All sweet and what not." She chuckles and a bit of her tongue sticking out.
"Hey!" Soul exclaims with a grin as Maka tackles him and pins his hands down with her sitting on his chest. They both laugh uncontrollably as Maka falls off Soul's chest and next to him. They stop and turn their heads over face to each other. Soul motions and pushes some hair from Maka's face and both exchange big smiles.
"Soul…" Maka says in her smile.
"What is it?" Soul asks with his own smile.
"Never become my father. Whatever girl you end up with, don't break their heart. Or I swear I'll Maka Chop you to Singapore." Maka says with a giggle.
"Meh. That's not something a cool guy would do, now is it?" He replies with a sly grin.
"True." She says, kissing his cheek.
"Besides, I only see me ending up with one person right now." Soul says looking up at the ceiling.
"Blair?" Maka asks looking up herself.
"Hmm… that wouldn't be too bad…" Soul sarcasticly answers. He sits up and looks over at the piano in the center of t room with a thought.
Maka slaps Soul on the side of his head, illiciting a groan from him and a soft smile following.
"Soul."
"Yes, Maka?" Soul asks wanting to grin but unable to for some reason
"I love you, Soul Eater Evans." She says closing her eyes and motioning her face to his.
"I love you too, Maka Albarn." Soul says closing his own eyes and moving his head to hers, their lips finally meeting.
The two lay on the floor of the lonely room for what felt like hours, not talking or kissing but laying in one another's arms. Eventually, the two went into a dream within their dream, hoping both would never end.
The sun sets into the room. A room where to young lovers lay in one another's arms. The young blond haired girl opens her eyes to see a face that instantly makes her smile, though a bit of drool hung from his mouth. The eyes of the young man open to face a smiling girl with green eyes, blonde hair, and a face that shined from the suns light. This picture made him smile himself.
"Good morning, Soul." Maka says still a bit sleepy.
"Morning Maka." Soul responds as the two share a kiss.
"Want me to fix breakfast?" She asks beginning to slide off the bed.
"Nah, I got it this morning. Omlets okay?" He asks stretching and sliding off the bed himself.
"Heck yes." Maka chuckles as the two exit Soul's room. They enter the living room to a suprising sight. Everyone who was present the night before lay across the living room, all asleep them selves.
"They must have waited all night." Maka giggles.
"Guess they were expecting some noise." Soul chuckles.
"Ohh… Tsubaki…" A voice moans from the sleeping group. "I love you so…" They look and see Blak*Star hugging Tsubaki, both dead asleep.
"Should we intervene in their business?" Maka mockingly asks Soul. Soul grins and puts an arm around Maka and smiles.
"Nah. Good with our business right now." He says with a big smile.