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Maka's Point Of View

I hummed to myself. Kid wanted to walk me home, but I told him off. We didn't need any more rumors around, and it was light out, there was no possible excuse for him to come. I started to believe he really loved me, too.

"Oi, Maka, I heard the sweetest piece of information today." Soul greeted me home. The meister training started for the EAT meisters at the same time it did for the NOT meisters, and lasted until after school. The NOT students joined the EAT weapons for Stein's class after one hour, so I knew it was more than likely he already heard it all.

I sighed. "I know. Do you want to hear it from me?" He looked pissed off. "I heard In the middle of stretching you started freaking out over how hot Kid was, and Kid hugged you and held your hand. It didn't sound as if you weren't 'ready'." I breathed deeply. "That is NOT what happened." he stared at me seriously. "Well, we were stretching, and Kid demonstrated, he is, like, made out of rubber, for your information. And of course Black*Star challenged him, and got a crowd for it. And then I kinda freaked out, because it looked so complicated and I'm not half flexible, you know. Kid saw I was stressed, so he called Black*Star off and ran to me. To ask me if I was okay- and he might've held my hand in the process." Soul released the breath he held. "You say it like it's nothing." there was still anger in his voice, but I could see he was relieved. Time to drop the bomb.

"I kissed him." I announced. "Fuck what?!" He shouted. "It was after everybody scattered. I was the one who kissed him, okay? It's not his fault." Soul looked like I just hit him with a frying pan. "What happened to 'I'm not ready'?" He was right, after all, that was my excuse when he asked me. "I wasn't ready until now." I replied. That was the truth. If you'd ask the girl I was this very morning, I had no feelings towards Kid. No, that is a lie, I had feelings, but I denied them to a level. Kid brought me the moon, and my ignorance has slowly fallen. Today I stopped holding back, even if I knew we were lying to ourselves. It was like he said, an enjoyable lie, and I wasn't such an honest person anyway.

Soul ran to his room, slamming the door.

Kid's Point Of View

"Hey." She opened the door, as beautiful as ever. "How are you?" our foreheads touched. "Kid... Soul is in his room, he said he won't go out until we end this prank we're pulling on him." I saddened. "Soul! Come out, we can't talk to you through a door." I was stunned to hear his door open. Soul ran to me, fist clinched and ready. I caught it, not even blinking to the childish reaction. "Come on Soul we can talk about this." I tried calming him down. "Or I can cut you to pieces!" he shouted, turning his hand to a scythe. "SOUL! PULL YOURSELF TOGETHER THIS INSTANT!" Maka stood between us, blocking his black and red blade with hers, stronger, colored black and white. "You lied to me!" he accused. "...And what if? She doesn't owe you a thing." I protected her, keeping my poker face. "She owes me an explanation!" he replied. "I wanna know why while I waited for her like an idiot she went ahead and smothered you." I blushed a little.

"I did NOT!" She shouted. "Do you have an idea how long it took me to accept this?! What I was going through? You know what forget that. If you really want to know, take now for example- while you screamed your head off, he tried to reason. He stayed cool." Soul looked like she slapped him. "Kid also never hurt me like you did, which explains why you come in my nightmares and he doesn't." I opened my mouth. "Maka..." I hugged her from behind. "You had a nightmare?" Soul asked, surprised. "I had a nightmare every night since a couple of weeks ago at the party." She bit her lip. I kissed her head. "Not now." she warned. I backed off, not offended by the obviously stressed Maka.

"I didn't know. I'm sorry." He apologized. "It's too late for that, Soul. Ever since I shot you down you didn't even speak to me normally. I'm a living person, you know." he looked at us like a scolded puppy. "Of course you wouldn't approve of something that makes me happy, why would you? No 'I'm happy for you', no 'do what your heart tells you to', only you and your stupid needs! Who cares about Maka, it's not like she has feelings." His eyes blurred. "And how is he any better? You told me you shouldn't trust man because they're all the same." Soul said, looking at me. "I don't know, Maybe he's an exception. He's not human, either way." I hid a grin. Maka's eyes were filled with bright fire, it was an astonishing sight.

"I'm sorry." Soul said in a cracked voice. "I went too overboard with this. I don't want you to feel like I'm using you." Maka tapped her fingers on the wall. "And?" She said in s blank tone. "And... I'm sorry for trying to kill you, Kid. I know if it was the other way around you would never act like I did." I nodded. "I can't tell you I'm sorry for what I've done, but I truly hope one day you will forgive me so we can become friends again." I raised my hand, formally shaking his. He looked at me, trying to pick up any signs of it being a joke. There weren't any.

"Good job facing Soul up there." I complimented Maka on our flight to the mansion. "It might be a good idea for you to sleep over, give Soul the time to pull himself together." we agreed in silence. We stepped inside. "Are we going-" Maka looked terrified as her mind remembered what most couples do at sleepovers. "I'm not a perv, Maka. You can sleep in your own room if you want to." It's been a long time since the room we built her got used. "Right, the guest room." she insisted to call it that way, even though she was the only one to ever use it. We even colored it green, like her eyes, she had clothes in the closet and the walls were filled with motivational posters. If we got guests, they would rather sleep in the living room, and not in the queen sized soft bed. Maka was a different story, back in the day she almost lived here. "Why won't we just build her a room?" Liz was sarcastic, but a day later she helped dying the walls.

"Besides, they don't know." I added. "If Liz walked in to wake me up, and saw you here... it would just be plain awkward." She hummed in agreement. "Well then, good night." I was about to turn when she ran in front of me and gave me a chaste kiss. "Will you come back in my dream tonight?" Her eyes were filled with hope, excitement and expectation. "As if I would ever say no to you, Angel." She blushed furiously. "I... never got Soul to call me that." I smiled and kissed her again. "It fits you, your beautiful soul. Either you're an angel or a goddess. But I'm not Black*Star, now, am I?" She pushed her head under my chin. "No, you're nothing like him, nothing like them. I love you." I tightened the hug. "I love you too."

She was still wearing the ring; I could feel it between us.