I LOVE this one. I'm having a hard time at school so please be patient. Writing takes time..

Disclaimer: Soul Eater is NOT mine.

Maka's Point Of View

"Let's go to my subconscious today."

I nodded and followed Kid through the black door, partly hidden between some sharp rocks. Lately we have earned enough practice to be able to connect while awake, which served to be a much needed distraction during long, boring sessions with professor Stein.

Crossing to Kid's mind, I found myself dressed in a simple, shoulder revealing short black dress. My hair was down, and I had white gloves on, as well as a pair of big black boots. "I missed this place." I said as I took in the scenery. That's right; Kid's mind was a flower field, how unusual. He smiled and pulled my hand towards a small hill covered in chocolate cosmos, a dark flower well known by it's iconic smell of Vanilla and chocolate.

The entire view was so.. Unnatural. These flowers didn't grow wild. I looked up, noticing the sky were crystal clear, shiny, as if they were made of glass. My smile faded. It almost felt... fake. I left Kid's hand, running to the edge of the field, where I came to a halt. "It's a cage" I realized.

"That's the end. From this point on we can't pass." Kid stated, walking calmly behind me. I looked to him, my eyes demanding an explanation. "Why not? What's out there?" I asked. Kid frowned, pointing towards the glass. I squinted my eyes, trying to look beyond the barrier. Suddenly I saw it, the smoke rising from the waste land in front of me. The earth was cracked and dry, black mist covering the sky above. "Madness." He explained. "The greenhouse is a shelter, a place where flowers can bloom and the sun can shine. You helped me build it, actually."

I was too stunned to speak. How did I miss this? how long had he gone with these thoughts on his mind?

"There is always our shack for you to- you can't, can you? Only when I allow you to." I realized. "How did you survive here?" His face was calm, as if he wasn't the one who suffered this madness for death knows how long. "I made sure I was busy burning the other side to match the first one."

I turned around, tackling him into a hug. "I don't know what to say," I murmured. "Why didn't you tell me?"

Kid blushed slightly, brushing it off like it was nothing serious. "I didn't think you'd like to hear that." I bit my lip. I was starting to believe I will never fully understand him, whatever is going on inside this head of his. That would be like trying to count petals in a constantly changing flower field.

walking back to the hill. The sun reflected in the glass, creating a bunch of light steins that looked like tiny souls. At once they were brought to life, dancing around me and playing in my hair. "Do you like them?" Kid asked. I nodded, letting one rest on my hand. "I like this place, regardless of everything. Your soul is where I want to stay."

Kid's Point Of View

I blinked once, twice, trying to return my focus to the classroom. Maka squished my hand in support, smiling lightly.

"Class dismissed!" Stein called, rolling out on his chair, and of course, falling at the same spot he always did. I stood up, walking over to my weapon to demand an explanation for yesterday.

"Where were you, Liz? Patty called your cell ten times over, but you didn't pick up. We thought you were kidnapped!" Liz smiled in apology. "After the date with Soul we-" My eyes widened. I must have looked scary, because for some reason Liz shut up. "Soul!" Maka ran to the terrified weapon, dragging him back to us by the ear. "Hey Liz." He greeted her quietly. Liz smiled, grabbing his hand. "No fair! You didn't tell me about your date!" Patty complained. "It was just a movie night." She claimed. I raised an eyebrow. "Problem?" She frowned, pulling Soul away. I scanned him carefully. For once, Soul did not look as depressed. His hair was brushed and his eyes lively. Did Liz get him in this state? I didn't think he would want to spend time with anyone other than Maka.

Overall, I knew Soul isn't a bad guy. Hell, if Liz is happy, Soul leaves Maka alone and isn't going to hurt Liz as he better not intend to do, then there is no problem. In fact, it's an ideal situation. Besides, I'm not the one to lecture her, I should support her like she did Maka and me. The sudden disappearance can be excused as well- She did apologize, after all.

"Then I offer my honest congratulations and best wishes for you both." I smiled. Liz looked at me like I just gave birth to a horde of flying piglets. Maka was about to object, when she got to the same conclusion. "Umm... yea. I'm... happy, for you two?" I grinned at her. Soul released a deep breath. "This is awkward." Patty added.

The rest of the day went more smoothly, consisting many, many Kisses and hugs from Maka. She was scared for my sanity, but there was no reason for her to be scared. After all, the wall of glass was something we built together; it won't shatter for as long as she's with me.

Maka's Point Of View

I held his hand in hesitation. "Are you sure about this?" I asked Kid, who only laughed. "Tango isn't as difficult as it seems, Let me show you." The two of us stood at the mansion's ballroom, all alone in the big space. "Besides, nobody is watching you except me. There is no need to be shy." I nodded as I tightened my grip on his hand.

"There are different types of tango. The vals tango, in which you hold your partner on the same places like you do in a vals. The legs are a different story- they twiddle a lot." I bit my lip. There was no way I could do that. "The ballroom tango is another type of tango, in which you don't twiddle your legs, but you do twiddle your head. It sounds awkward, I know. That's why I'm going to teach you a style named maxixe, without any twiddling at all. Well, that's a lie, they do twiddle their hips- but I'm not having that. I could swear there isn't a single tango which doesn't include twiddling something." I chuckled, pleased by the reassurance.

"Okay, ready?" He asked. I nodded. "Rest your hand on my shoulder." I did as he ordered, blushing as I felt him place his hand on my waist. "no," he corrected. "around my neck, like this." He resumed to taking my other hand and knotting his fingers with mine. "Okay, now, the start is pretty similar to what soul thought you- only that instead of taking steps sideways we will take steps back and forth." I smiled bravely. "We do that for a while, then..." he paused, backing away from me and allowing my hand to slip from around his shoulder. "I do this." He whispered, spinning me around so my back was close against his chest. I shivered, blushing harder at the close proximity. He hummed, backing away again to spin me a couple of times before returning to stand in front of me, my hand returning to it's position.

It was enjoyable, I must admit. both of us maintained eye contact for nearly the entire time, excluding the parts where I had my back to him. Kid smiled, leaving one hand and attempting to spin me around again. I giggled, falling back into his hands and hanging like a girl in a cliché movie. His golden eyes shone as he leaned in and kissed me. We straightened up, still making out, and made our way upstairs.

I mound slightly as we reached his room. Luckily, Liz was at Soul's and Patty crashed on the couch after one too many pancakes, so no one was really there to interrupt us. And yet, Kid looked... distant, as if he was afraid of me. I tried to calm him down with my familiar wavelength, and pulled him into the bed.

"We should really- dance more often." I smiled, dragging him on top of me. "Maka...-" I hushed him with a deep kiss. I am ready for this, so there's no reason he should... He tensed, kissing me harder; he was ready for it, too.

I grinned into the kiss, starting to pull off my shirt. "No..." He whispered, confusing me. "Then what-" Now was my turn to be hushed. Kid stroke his fingers through my hair as he started kissing my neck. I shivered, waiting for him to cross over to something else other than kissing. As if he heard my thoughts, Kid stopped. "No, don't-" I sounded so needy, desperately trying to tag him closer. "We can't, Maka, I can't-" He sat up. "Kid!" I called; pissed off by the fact he totally teased me. "Maka! Quit it! Don't you get it? You might die!" To his words I sat up as well. "What do you mean?" I asked, scared by his reaction.

Kid finished his explanation with a sigh. "So basically, you're saying that your touch might kill me?" I asked, finding his words hard to believe. "And the only way for me to survive that is through a dream, which will possibly make me immortal?" He nodded. "Oh my god. Couldn't you at least warn me?" I bit my lip hard enough to draw blood. "But... I don't want it to get between us, I'm fine with just cuddling and kissing as long as I'm with you so please-" I glared at him. "I'm not going to leave you, Kid. I don't care about that." My heart melted as he smiled in relief. He was so amazing, ready to commit to me without asking for any more than small signs of affection.

I hope this peace will last.