Ohhhhh Things are about to go down yea honey!

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Kid's Point Of View

The moment she stepped out of the car, I knew I was doomed.

Maka had a sparkling black dress with dark red pieces of lace attached to it. It was pretty short, matching Maka's usual style of short skirt and long sleeves. Her hair was brought sideways asymmetrically, but I didn't even care for that at the moment. As always, Maka wore no makeup, still looking incredible. Soon after came Soul, in a gray tux that matched his silver hair.

"Good evening, lady Albarn." I took a step towards the two, bowing gentle as if I'm accompanied by a queen. She smiled before answering me. "Do you still think I look that much better as a scythe?" I grinned and nodded, making her redden. "Humph" I offered her my hand. Soul coughed. "Oh, right. Hey Soul, may I borrow the birthday girl?" I asked in a soft tone, not looking away from the beauty holding my hand. "There are people waiting for us inside, you can take your time to congratulate her later." Maka sighed, dropping my hand. "Oh, yea, I bought you something." she turned to Soul. He put a hand in his pocket, pulling out a plastic white rose. He reached her gently, pinning it to her dress.

Maka's Point Of View

"I'm off to the restroom." Soul announced, leaving quickly. I leaned against the wall, bored.

"Hello Maka." His voice caught me off guard, leaving me out of breath. I took a minute before sending him a glare. "Are you having fun?" He asked. I snorted, making him grin back. "I guessed as much. Why are you alone? Did Soul fail to amuse you? I think I saw him giving himself a pep talk in the boy's room." I pulled my shoulders. "It stinks of woman perfume in here. Papa shouldn't have invited all these girls. I'm not even the prettiest or most viewed at the party, and it is my sixteen birthday for death's sake." I gasped as he grabbed my hand, leading through the curtains to the balcony. I faintly remember dropping something, but at the time it was not that important.

"Here, is that better? The air is clear out here." Kid left my hand, leaning his hands on the smooth stone. "Yeah, I.. I just wish papa would care for me more, be there when I need him." I couldn't but feel a bit whiny at the confession.

"Look, Maka, your dad is a nice guy. Only, a nice guy with a problem, like I was. If you try your hardest, I'm sure you could fix him too. Make him care for you like you deserve to be cared for." I blushed and nodded. cold wind twirled in my hair. "I won't drag you back inside, would you like to dance here?" Kid asked. I gave him my hand. "But there's no music." I mentioned.

"To hell with the music, I don't even dance vals, I tango." I grinned at him. "Who are you and where is my gentleman?" He smiled back. "Tango is gentle, follow me."

Liz's Point Of View

"Go getter Kiddo." I whispered. Soul was glued to Maka all night, but now he's gone to the restroom. Maybe if he'll come back to see she is with Kid, he will turn back and join us.

It wasn't so.

Patty squished Crona, making Ragnarock come out and try to beat her off. But Patty, being herself, made it to quiet him down with a punch to the neck. Does Ragnarock even have a neck? Well, she broke SOMETHING. Crona stared at her, suddenly confident. Hmm, I thought. Maybe they aren't this random of a couple as we thought. Until this very moment it didn't look anything close to serious, but if she can beat down this demon sword, it might be a good idea for them to keep close.

Black*Star and Tsu looked so cute together, sneaking peeks at each other and blushing like a pale nerd in a sports class.

"Why won't you go dance, you lovebirds." I picked Black*Star by the back of his tux and Tsu by her small hand. Black*Star tried to set loose, but quickly shut his mouth as Tsubaki smiled and held his hand.

Was I the only one dateless?

I sighed deeply and turned on my hot guy radar. "Liz! Did you see Maka?" Soul looked urged. "Umm... no." I lied. Kid needed his time alone with her, and so did I. "I must find her!" he called, crushing my fantasy. "No! Soul!" I reached for his hand, but he already left. "I want to dance with you.." My eyes got moist. "Sis? What's wrong?" Patty stepped near me. "I'm going home." I decided. "Tsubaki! We're leaving!" Patty shouted. I looked at her with gratitude. "Bye Cro-Chun!" She waved, and then hurried to drag me downstairs and out, back to the mansion. I was lucky to be gifted with such an awesome sister.

Soul's Point Of View

"Maka?" I walked slowly across the ballroom. Strangers, mostly woman, were dancing and laughing in small groups making small talks. It almost felt like home, a quiet mush of polite rambling with only Wes' violin at the background. I spotted something at the edge never the wall. It was the white rose, she must've dropped it. My worried thoughts took over my senses."Where the hell is she?"

Maka's Point Of View

"Maka.." He gazed at me, hesitant. I could feel a strange vibe passing through his soul. "Do you..?" I felt my legs shake when I took a moment to scan him again. He's so cute, scared and hopeful, just like me. At this time I also noted to myself just how attractive Kid was. With his piercing gold glare, he could have had double the fan girls Soul had. That is, if he hadn't pushed them all off and isolated with the Thompsons. No, that's not it. His isolation and cold reactions should have only added to his pluses. The girls were scared by his madness, or at least turned off by it- but now there was no more madness in this angel of death, except one.

It was madness, to fall in love with me.

Soul's Point Of View

"Maka? Did anybody see Maka?" I panicked a little when realizing she wasn't there. "Maybe she's outside at the porch." She must be here somewhere. "Soul!? What is it? Did something happen to my Maka!?" Spirit ran to me, a murderous expression across his face. "I went to the restroom, and when I came back she disappeared, and left this behind." I showed him the white rose. "What are you waiting for then? Let's search for her!" He shouted angrily. "Yea, I'm gonna look outside." I shivered and ran to search. Even at a time like this Maka's papa still scared me.

I opened the heavy curtain leading to the balcony. "Maka-" I started calling her name, losing my voice at the sight in front of me. The snow white rose fell to the ground.

Kid's Point Of View

I pulled back. If Maka was willing to return those feelings, I did not know, so I dared not to kiss her like I wanted so badly. Instead, I summoned a black rose out of my hand, and softly placed it in her hair.

Soul opened the curtain.

"Here you are! Come back inside, your papa and I looked everywhere for you!" It took him a moment before he started rambling in slight panic, sending me a hateful glare. I understood him, from his position it looked so... intimate, and he must be worried for her. If I could only show him how much I love and care for her, wouldn't he stop being so over protective over his best friend?

Soul's Point Of View

"Let's dance!" I called in stress. "Soul, this is a really really bad time." I stiffened, the pain was almost physical. "Come on, only one song." I dragged her to the floor, trying to calm down, but her eyes kept crawling back to Kid. "What the hell were you doing?" I asked. "Nothing, Soul. Really." She said, trying to convince both of us. "It's not like it's your businesses anyway." I closed my eyes. "It is my businesses, I want to be involved. Why did you drop my rose?" She looked so innocent and confused. "It was an accident. I'll never drop a thing like that on purpose. Why does it bug you that much?" She asked. We both quieted down as she finally realized my motives, the feelings I held for her. I leaned down, closer.

"Soul, stop. You're creeping me out."

*cries because Soul was rejected* *cries because Kid is not certain to be accepted* *cries because it is my fault* *cries because i'm garbage! asymmetrical garbage!*

anyway, did you like the roses?