A/N: Light: As a request of ANGEL OFMAKA ANDSOUL123, here is an epilogue.

Dark: I have no idea if it was a serious request, but whatever. READ THIS NOW! From here, it will be post-manga, so if you didn't read it, it's okay to turn back. (Unless you like spoilers.)

Both: R&R and enjoy! Standard disclaimer applies.

"Will Maka Albarn and Soul Eater please go see Shinigami-sama!" the loud speaker boomed. The meister and weapon stood up and proceeded to the room of the new Shinigami, formerly known as Death the Kid.

The two fifteen year olds walked under the blades that lead the Shinigami's room. "So where do you wanna go?" asked Soul as he flung his arm around his meister's shoulders. Maka shrugged. "I don't know…Maybe that café near that bookshop," she replied. Soul paused. "If you don't want to, that's okay!" she said quickly.

"Baka! It's my treat to you! You can pick any place you want even if it spend me dry!" Soul exclaimed. Maka turned away to hide her blush. Soul sighed and placed his hands behind his head.

"Maka, you're ten years too young to have a boyfriend!" Spirit said, but only the Shinigami heard him, and instead shushed him.

"Hey, Kid," Soul greeted.

"Hello, 'Last Death Scythe,'" Kid replied. He turned his skull mask up and flung his robe behind him like a cape. Even after six months, many of Kid's friends could remember that the Lines of Sanzu had connected.

"So…what'd you need?" Maka asked.

"I actually wanted to tell you something, Maka," Kid said, "You mother, Kami, will be back in three days."

Maka gasped and then smiled. "I'm so happy, but why is she coming back?" Spirit chimed in, "I'm going to remarry her, this time with proper ring!"

Maka smiled and grasped her mother's old ring that was hanging on her necklace.

XxX

Maka and Soul entered the book store with take-out sandwiched in their hands. Immediately, Maka raced upstairs and sat down near a window with a newly released book almost too close to be healthy in her face.

Soul sat across from her and offered her her sandwich.

"Ah, arigato, Soul," Maka said.

"You're welcome," Soul replied.

XxX

For two hours, the two had sat there. Soul had been content to watch her large, emerald eye scan across the page and her eyebrows to knot occasionally when the plot twisted the entire time.

"Excuse me, but you can't read the whole book here without paying for it," said a clerk. Maka looked up with a pout.

"…Fine, I'll put it back…"

"Actually!" interrupted Soul, "I'll buy it. How much?"

"Fifteen."

"Fine. Here," Soul said as her handed the man his money.

XxX

Maka and Soul walked out of the book store.

"You didn't have to buy it," said Maka.

"I told you. It's my treat," said Soul.

"But why would you wanna treat me? There are lots of other girls that would beg for you to treat them."

"Maka…I've probably gotten hundreds of love letters from girls, but I always shoot them down. You know why?"

"Why?"

"Because you're my partner. I'm not some player that goes for 'big' woman!"

"Hey…remember when we were in the chapter of Lust in the Book of Eibon?" Maka asked as she remembered something.

"Yeah," replied Soul.

"And how we all changed gender based on what we found appealing?"

"Yeah…"

"Your girl form kinda looked like…me…What's up with that…?"

Soul sighed and gulped. He would swallow his pride. He leaned in and planted a kiss on Maka's lips. He pulled away to see Maka's red face staring back at him.

"…I'm sorry. I should have ask—"

Maka cut him off by kissing him as well.

Maka had all these thoughts racing through her mind, but the first thing she asked was, "…What's Papa gonna think…?"

A/N: Light: Fluffy. So fluffy.

Dark: "Fluffy?" What's that mean.

Light: Never mind…

Both: Yonde kurete arigato! R&R