Yas Yas Such cute Kima and Tsustar, Much Love, very Crona.

Disclaimer: Soul Eater is not mine

Maka's point of view

"Before setting off to the male-formal-wear store, are you guys in for a McDeath?" Soul offered.

Kid munched on his fries, eating two by two. "Is that all you're gonna eat?" Black star asked. He, Patty, Ragnarock and Soul all ordered the fattest cheeseburgers you could imagine. Liz, wishing to look as pulled together as possible, ate her salad while eyeing my ice cream. Last but not least, Crona sat down, refusing to eat as Ragnarock's burps made him sick.

"I'm not really in for a cheeseburger, thanks." Kid replied. "Why? It's not like you're worried for your health." Soul pressured. "Kiddo is vegan!" Patty swelled, ripping the meat apart. "Am not! I eat meat like everyone else." I tilted my head, digging in the topping of my ice cream. "Then why not?" Black*Star looked fascinated, which was rare. Crona started fighting with Ragnarock to make him stop drooling on his neck. "As a Shinigami, my job is to take stray souls and treasurer the innocent. Besides, look at it, it's so bloody and disgusting." Black*Star opened his mouth, dropping the burger and pushing it away. "..Yeah." I froze. Kid smiled at him. "Well, I'm off to the restroom. The oil from the fries is not the neatest itself." He high fived Black*Star on his way. Since when were they so close? The friendship between the two was so... heartwarming, my oldest and newest best friends. Soul munched quietly.

Kid soon returned to the table. "You know, Maka, there is a much funner way of eating McDeath ice cream." I looked at him, interested. He got up and walked to speak with one of the workers, who nodded and went to get whatever it was. When he returned, Kid held a cup full of strange, white cream. "May I?" he asked, pulling the ice cream cup. The table went quiet, as we were all fascinated at Kid's hand. He picked up the cream, spilling it on top. It made a small sound, melting it. "It's called 'Death cream'." He announced, causing the group to stare at him with shock. "It's only melted white chocolate, with some marshmallow added." I grinned in relief. Kid sat in front of me, picking some ice cream and death cream with a spoon. "Try it." He offered. A rebellious idea passed through my mind. Instead of taking the spoon, I just ate it off his grab.

Kid blushed, then closed his eyes and sighed. I could almost hear his thoughts as he looked at me again, excepting the challenge. Well, I might have heard them, If not for the fact Soul was choking furiously on his cheeseburger. "Oh my Death Soul." Tsubaki got up, trying to help him spit it out. I stood up, spilling the ice cream on my hand. "I'm fine!" Soul shrugged. Kid stood up as well, followed by the others. "Well, its time for us to go anyway." We nodded in agreement. "Oh, wait, I need to wash my hand." I turned around, only to be stopped by Kid's hand grabbing mine. He raised it to his mouth, licking the cream. Of course I blushed. he grinned. "Tch." I ripped away my hand as I turned even redder. "Touche'".

Kid's point of view.

I was on cloud nine. So happy that I didn't see how uncomfortable Crona was getting until the shouting started. "What? Do you have a problem with physical contact? Great, one more for the list." Black*Star looked so annoyed at them, for some reason. Liz, Patty and Soul stood there in shock. Tsubaki held Black*Star by the hand. "Why are you two fighting?" I asked, ready to break the two if needed. "I'm defending you." Black*Star informed me. "Now, now, but why are you scaring Crona? It couldn't have been this bad." I tried to keep a soft tone until Maka got back. She'll know what to do. Black*Star Stared at me. "Kid, you better not be defending them." The message was clear. I backed off, conflicted. "I'm sorry, Crona." I whispered.

Crona stood ready, holding Ragnarock. Black Star looked at Tsubaki. "Are you changing?" the answer looked like it twisted his internal organs. "I'm not going to take part in this." She said, disappointment in her voice. "I see." He answered, suddenly running towards Crona. "It's you or me, pink hair!" Crona's wavelength buzzed as they were tossed to the other side of the street, spitting blood. So quickly it ended.

"Stop it!" Tsubaki ran to him, hugging him right before he intended to give the final blow. I couldn't recall ever seeing her so scared.

Black*Star melted into the hug, pluralized. "We... always, hold hands." He said quietly. "That won't change, no matter what they said. I don't care." Tsubaki whispered back. "Just because Crona thinks so, doesn't mean I like you less." I could see a tear threatening to fall down her cheek.

"I never had someone to love me like that, did you know?" Crona's voice sounded peaceful. "I don't know how to deal with that". Tsubaki smiled, picking them up and into another hug. "You will have to learn then."

Black*Star stilled, waiting for Tsubaki to look at him again. She let go of Crona, allowing them to sink back to their knees and give us a full view as she intervened her fingers with Black*Star's. He gazed back at her, blush slowly spreading across his face. He leaned upwards then, crushing their lips together.

Multiple jaws dropped. I could faintly hear Soul sobbing on my right. "You dorks!" Maka cried, running out of McDeath and into a tight hug, that all of us joined eventually. "I don't know how, but I don't care. I'm just glad it happened."

Soul's point of view

We still went to the tux store.

Tsubaki and Black*Star held hands. He looked like a tomato, hugging Crona on the other side in his high state of mind.

"Soon I'll join ya, bro. Just you wait." I whispered.

Just like before, the girls went outside as we boys picked tuxedos. Kid picked a jet black one, which fitted him well. For a moment I filled with jealousy, He looked better than I did with what Maka picked me. And to make things worse, it was about the same style. No, I declared. Kid is a friend, not a rival. Even if he did feed her ice cream.

"Oh come on." I heard a little voice say. "He did more ten that."

I shot back to reality realizing that Kid is rubbing Black*Star's hair, Looking so proud and brotherly. "Oh, right, congrats bro." I added with a grin. "Thank dad mister god here finally made up with Crona." Kid added. Well, it's not like he helped them when Black*Star was about to mess them up. It was probably a show he put on to look good in front of Maka. 'What a fake out', I thought, hurrying to take that back. 'Come on, what happened to "bros before whores"?' I moved uncomfortably. 'But Maka is not a whore, she's an angel.' I breathed deeply, putting on a fake smile.

Do you guys hate me or approve of me? I actually LOVE this part. I would probably collapse if a hot guy will lick my hand like that. and the tsustar! you have no idea how excited I was to write it!