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A/N : This story's credit belongs to two of my friends also. Thank for the fav and follows. Reviews are welcome.

A Cup of Coffee?

"Her shoulders shake and eyes close when she smiles." He thought to himself. All those questions in his brain still hasn't been answered. Questions like why he comes to this shop everyday and looks only at her? Why does he find every detail about her Cool? Why the hell did that girl have to come here every afternoon? Why the the time he was there? Maybe she used to come here even before that stupid day and he just didn't notice? Then again, why was he noticing her now? Did her kindness and lack of self awareness of just how cute she was when she was worrying about the kid get the better of-

UGH! Way too many questions. He wasn't exactly what one would call the thinking type so he gave it a rest. After observing( not stalking) for who knows how many days, he found out her friends names were Tsubuki ( the pony tailed girl),Black star (the one with the godly runts), Kid ( the OCD freak), Liz (the older blonde) and Patty (the younger blonde). But he would stare at Maka without noticing it himself. Why? No! No question! He didn't believe in love but if what the songs say were true he was sure he wasn't in love cuz none of the romantic songs he hated made any sense even now . He knew he didn't have a crush on her either. Then why did looking at her calm him down? Why did he feel his soul resonate (whatever that means) when she accidentally looked him in the eye once? From then on he would make sure not to get caught in her emerald gaze.

Despite all, life was going well. Untill now, that is. Why did this happen? Why was he sitting at Maka's table? He really needed that answer so he decided to think no matter how uncool it sounded.

Okay,he was looking at the ash-blonde like any other day. As usual, she was reading a book. It was a new one today. Their conversation ended at the regular time. Then he saw her going out with her friends. And he went back to his piano class across the street. There, like any other day!

Then again, it wasn't. He managed to please his teacher a little ahead of time today. The car to pick him up hadn't arrived yet. He didn't like the car anyway. So, he started walking toward his home of a hell. Soon enough he was crossing that playground, he heard someone crying. He couldn't see the person by just looking from the outside of the ground. So, he went into the ground and followed the faint voice of a certain person. He finally found the person behind the big playhouse. And he instantly regretted it.

It was Maka. Yeah you read it right. It was that same girl he had been observing. No, after this he was sure he was stalking her. His instincts screamed at him to go back. But for whatever reason, he didn't. The girl didn't notice him. She kept crying by herself. He stepped closer, now she jumped at the sudden realisation of someone other than her was present there. She said angrily, "Who's there?" Trying her best not to give away the fact that she was crying. But the sun just started to go down, so he could clearly see her tear stained face. He regained his composure and said with a smirk, "A cool boy, name's Soul" The girl narrowed her eyes at him but said, " What are you doing here?" "I could ask you the same thing." He shot back. The girl glared at him through her teary eyes, " That's none of your business." "Right back at'ya" He said with his signature grin. At this girl seemed to piped down a little realising that anyone could be here. "It's just that," She started, "No one comes here at this hour so I was maybe a little startled." "Maybe?" He asked sarcastically. The girl shot him a glare but stayed quite. "Sorry," She murmured.

"It's okay." He said with a warm smile. "His smile is cute!" The girl thought to herself even in the midst of tears coming down her face. "But on one condition." He said snapping her out of her thought. "What?" She asked with doubt. She knows that all men are just cheats. They just know how to steal a heart and break it. So, she would never let anyone break her walls. He wasn't different either. "If you tell me why you were crying" . What? Why was this boy asking about something like that? Then again she was crying. So, it makes sense. Maka thought for some time and said "What good will it do to you knowing the reason?" "It will satisfy the stupid reason I walked into the ground in the first place." Says the boy without losing his "bad boy" persona.

"I don't want to tell something personal to someone i don't even know"

"But you do know me. I told you that I'm Soul. Right?"

" That doesn't make any sen-"

"It's you who hasn't introduced herself"

She huffed. " My name is Maka Albarn. Nice to meet you" She said with slight irritation.

"I know." He murmured. "Huh?" The girl questioned in confusion. "Nothing! So, Maka,what are doing in this playground at this time when nobody's around?" "I like it here. My mom used to bring me here all the time. So, i come here to get my mind off of things" She said,sadness dripping in her voice. She was looking down at the ground while mentioning her mom. "So, you love your mom a lot,huh?" He said recollecting memories of his own mother. "Yeah, I loved her a lot." She said with a slight smile. "Loved?" soul questioned. "She's died two years ago." She said with bangs covering her face making Soul unable to read her expression. She started shaking surely holding back tears.

Soul had no idea what to say. Not even the slightest notion of what should be done had come to his mind. So, he switched off his mind letting his heart do the trick. He went closer to her. He stopped when there was a only a few inches of distance between them. She looked up at him water threatening to fall from her eyes. "It's alright." He whispered. And that did it. The girl completely broke into tears. Not having anything else coming to mind Soul carefully touched her back and started to rub it in a soothing way. He was so very carefull as if she was a valuable artwork who would shatter at slightest mistaken move. He made her sit on a bench nearby and sat next to her continuing his actions.

After a while she calmed down. She looked at him with her green eyes and said, "Thanks Soul. I am grateful for your kindness." "There wasn't any kindness in this. Just a guy comforting a girl crying for her mother that's it." She glared at his crimson eyes and stated "First of all, I think that was kindness. And second, I wasn't crying for my mother. I'm not that weak." "Then?" Soul asked puzzled. "You'll know soon enough now that we're friends." "Friends?" Soul asked as if hearing the word for the first time in his life. " Of course friends. What else would we be? Hey, can you came to the cafe near X street tomorrow at 4:30?" She asked. "Yeah I Can," He replied smiling nervously as he remembered he did the exact same thing even before her asking. "Hey, back then you gave me the condition to tell you why I was crying to satisfy your reason for coming here but I'm sure that was on impulse. So,exactly why did you co- " She was about to say something more but her phone beeped. She saw that she had a message and reading the text her bangs covered her eyes yet once again. But she got up in the very next moment and became energetic without any notice. "Okay,so we'll meet there. Now I gotta go. Bye!" And she rushed off leaving Soul all alone in the ground." Hey, wait!" He shouted but she was already out of sight.

'Okayyy, so what just happened?' He asked to himself but in vain as there wasn't a suitable reply. " And that was not impulse" he assured himself.

And that was how he was sitting on their table. "Yeah, what else would they be except for friends,eh?" He repeated in his mind a few times like convincing himself of something. He wondered what exactly was he convincing himself of though!

A/N : How is the story going? This chapter was entirely my imagination. So, I'm not sure if it was good enough.