Author's Note: I'm so sorry its taken so long to get this chapter up. I just recently moved in with my best friend and her family and there has been countless problems to deal with lately. No internet for one, and no plumbing for two. You can imagine how stressing That must be. But! Enough with the personal talk.
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Now without any further delays, I give you my second drabble. Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I don't own Soul Eater or anything else for that matter. Just the computer I used to write this! :p

~--Thought That Counts--~

Sundays were reserved for chore day, and although the apartment didn't take long to clean it did tend to get messy during the week. Normally Maka would gripe and demand Soul help her clean but today she had practically begged him to leave the house and hang out with Kid and Black*Star. He was suspicious as soon as the words left her mouth. But she'd given him those big pleading eyes and the lilt in her voice and he was done for, obediently leaving the house like a love-sick puppy. Completely uncool. He grumbled and complained about it privately throughout the day, wondering why exactly Maka wanted to clean by herself.

He really shouldn't complain since it got him out of chores but curiosity was killing him. So after a whole three hours of playing basketball with his friends he made the short journey back home, wondering if it was safe to enter. The last time he'd come unexpected and without warnings from Maka he had run straight into a very naked Blair and an angrier-than-anything-he'd-seen Maka and began raising holy hell. That thought alone had him pausing at the door, swallowing nervously before turning the knob like he was afraid the tiniest noise would raise alarms. When he allowed his head to peek through the door he saw a sparkling clean living room, and upon further inspection everything else spotless too.

"Maka?" He called out, closing the door behind him and taking cautious steps inside. He crossed his fingers that Blair was out doing her usual. The last thing he needed was for the cat witch to get a hold of him and Maka come out from wherever she was. It didn't take long for him to find her though, because as soon as he stepped around the couch he noticed her sitting there, looking intently at something. "Should I be worried?" Soul asked, chuckling when he saw her jump and whip her head around to look at him. "Soul! Don't do that." She hissed, letting out a breath as she placed a hand to her heart and sighed. "You're home early." She said, narrowing her eyes at him.

He chuckled again and held up his hands defensively, afraid she might pull out a book on him. "Kid had to get back home; Liz and Patti were planning a shopping trip." He lifted a brow and looked down at the box Maka had in her lap. "What's with the box?" He asked, wondering if this was why she had asked him to leave today. He guessed right when he saw her cheeks flush and a shy smile cover her lips. "Oh, erm...it's for you." She mumbled, holding it out to him tentatively. "I know it's not your birthday or anything, its kind of an early graduation gift." She elaborated, referring to their upcoming finals in Shibusen before graduating.

He cracked a sharp toothed grin and took the present from her, motioning for her to scoot over so he could sit next to her. "You didn't need to get me anything...I didn't." He said, a little guilty now that she'd gone through the trouble. Maka only smiled and rolled her eyes. "Think of it as a 'thank you' gift, for putting up with me." She said, giggling softly as she winked. He laughed at the comment and started by unfurling the dark blue ribbon atop the box, rolling his own scarlet eyes. "What choice do I have?" He joked, ripping the wrapping paper off and setting the mess of ribbon and paper aside on the coffee table. After opening the box he raised an eyebrow again and pulled out what appeared to be a heavy book of some sort.

Before he could open his mouth to ask, Maka grinned and flipped the page for him to see, smiling as she tapped her finger against the first page. It was a collection of photos and letters, everything laminated with a professional look. Flipping a couple more pages, he noticed countless other keepsakes glued to the thick pages. The blush seemed to return to her face as Soul smirked and turned an amused look on his meister. "I know scrap books are not really your thing, but I've been working on this for about a year or so now. I finally finished it today, that's why I made you leave. So I could add some finishing touches." She explained, laughing and looking a little self-conscious as he sat there, fingers brushing over the glossy photos and a knowing grin on his face.

"It's great Maka, thank you." He muttered, giving her a genuine smile as he leaned towards her to put an arm around her shoulder in a half hug, the scrap book propped up against his knees still. "You're welcome." She replied, returning the hug with a warm smile on her lips. "So...is it cool enough for you?" She joked after they had pulled apart. He grinned and leaned in again, pressing his lips to her cheek in a tender kiss. "Very cool."