Hey hey! Just a normal chapter here. Kid and Maka continuing their vacation... nothing spacial.

Disclaimer: I do not own Soul eater

"Yea, emerald is good... Yes, the gold part? Very well then." Maka's blurry vision caught a glimpse of light coming out of the bathroom. She shoved her eyes with her palms, sitting up. "Kid? You're awake?" Why did you leave the dream?" She asked in confusion. "Maka? It's nothing. I just needed to call a friend. I told you to keep sleeping." Kid replied worryingly. "Okay." Maka hummed with a satisfied smile. "I trust you. Can you return to sleep now?" She quickly added, causing Kid to lean down and kiss her. He laughed when she pulled him down to bed by his shirt, snuggling him like a teddy bear. "If you can kiss you can sleep." She determined, anxious to continue the dream they had.

Maka woke up to Kid on her side, which made her smile like an idiot. She pulled the blanket over her nose and moved closer to him, enjoying his warmth. Eventually she rolled to her side and dug her face in his back, gently kissing the revealed skin. 'He's mine' she thought happily. 'He could've picked anyone, Liz, maybe Patty, but he chose me. Back then I didn't even see what I see in him now, and he still didn't give up. Now he's mine, and he loves me...' Her heart flattered in her chest. 'Death damn it, you pretty much flipped my world upside down, Death the Kid.' But she was okay with it, she liked this side better.

That was when she felt something was missing.

"Where is it?" She called, panic clear in her voice. "I couldn't have dropped it, could I?" She jumped up, sending quick glares at her hand. "No no no this is so not cool." She mumbled, feeling her heart pinch as she used 'his' word. She quickly dismissed the thought, trying to focus in her search.

"It's... not in the kitchen sink, table or fridge, not in the bathtub or near the mirror, not under the bed... not on one of the shelves around here, not under the couch either..." Maka turned paler with every destination checked. "Yesterday we were... on the roof!" She remembered, running up to find out it wasn't there either. Sudden realization hit her. "Did it fall while we were flying?" The thought terrified her. "What will I tell Kid? Will he get mad? I can't believe I lost such an important momentum!" Maka was just starting to panic when she felt two warm arms, belonging to a specific tall Shinigami, wrap around her in a comforting hug from behind. "What happened? Your soul is uneasy" He asked, worried.

"I lost the ring, I can't find it anywhere." Maka replied with hesitation. Kid's expression softened as he smiled weakly. "It's fine, don't worry about it. I want you in the best mood today, okay?" He asked, kissing her head. Maka felt her body gradually relax by his touch. "Okay..." She replied, melting in his arms. "Thinking about it, didn't I promise something about a trip to Paris?" Kid hummed. Maka smiled. He really was the sweetest thing ever.

"Where to?" Maka asked after jumping off of Buzzlebee. After a short discussion the couple decided to indeed visit Paris, because why not? They had the speed, so that wasn't a problem. "World's most famous museum is just around the corner." He suggested. Maka's eyes lightened. "Let's go there!" She called in excitement. "I mean, I was in Paris before, but not on a vacation. I always wanted to check out the Luber!" Kid smiled at her excitement. "Oh, but, can we go sit somewhere first? My feet hurt from riding Buzzlebee." Maka asked. "There's a great restaurant nearby, but it's a bit of a walk." Kid thought out loud. "Well then I have no choice do I?" He suddenly said, grinning. "What are you up t- eep!" Maka squalled as he picked her up easily in his arms. "Hold on tight!" He warned, holding back his laughter. "Kid! Put me down! Kid!" Maka called, trying to stay serious herself. In order to make her quiet, Kid kissed her again.

'What's with this cheerful mood? It's like he can't pass a minute without kissing me or squeezing my hand. I mean, it's not that I mind, but I can't help thinking...' Maka thought to herself. Kid has been acting strange, but if it was important he would tell her about it sooner or later, so she didn't put too much thought into it. In fact, his odd behavior was tightly related to the purpose of the entire trip, she just didn't know of it yet.

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Maka munched on her toast, swallowing the small, cheesy pieces one by one. Kid gazed at her, almost hypnotized by the way she licked her fingers. "I'm not very lady like, am I?" She asked with a slight blush when noticing his eyes. "You're not a lady, you're an angel." He replied without hesitation. "The Sunshine is making your halo glimmer. It's a whole different league of gorgeous."

Kid chuckled as Maka turned redder. "Excuse me! Can I take a photo of you two?" a young girl with glasses walked up to their table, her eyes glittering. "I'm an artist, you see." She explained. "Oh, sure." Maka replied. "Awesome! Ugh, sorry, I just really like the look of you two. Are you married?" The girl raised a big camera to her eye. Kid turned as red as a tomato. "I'm sorry! Forget I asked, I was just curious." The girl started to panic at his reaction. "No! It's fine, really. Take that photo if you want." Kid hurried to calm her down. "We're not married, but we're dating. Have you heard about the new lord death?" Maka asked. "Who hasn't? They say he's even got a girl with him! The last lady in the death family lived like, what? Five hundred years ago?" Maka smiled at her. "That would be me."

The girl's eyes widened. "You're joking." She said in a trembling voice. Make didn't flinch. "Then you must be..." She turned her head slowly towards Kid. "Kid, Death." He smiled. The stranger almost dropped her camera out of shock. "Err, I'll be, going, now?" She asked, stepping backward. "Oh, oh right, sorry. How much for that picture?" She turned on her heels at the last moment before disappearing out of their sight. "No need to pay us, just, can you send me the picture when it's done?" Kid requested. "You know where to go." She nodded before running out to somewhere.

"That was odd." Maka smiled, sending her arm across the table to grab Kid's hand. He took it willingly at squeezed it tightly. "Not at all. It's only sensible, for a girl as stunning as you to attract artists." Maka rolled her eyes. "Are you trying to fluster me?" Kid grinned at her question. "Of course I am. It makes you even prettier, and it's always improving my mood, seeing I can still cause you to blush and get excited."

"I'm always excited by you." Maka answered honestly. "I can probably just rape you on the spot, but I won't do that." Now was Kid's turn to blush. "Good. That makes me a lot more confident." he sighed in relief. Maka raised an eyebrow, but the question was left unanswered due to Kid suddenly receiving a phone call. "I'm sorry, I have to take this." Kid apologized before walking to a place from where Maka could no longer hear him- which was pretty far, considering she was now a Shinigami. After about fifteen minutes, Kid returned.

"Who was it?" Maka asked, annoyed by the wait. "The gardener" Kid replied with a chuckle. "I needed to ask his permission to start growing some roses." Maka rolled her eyes. "Fifteen minutes?" She asked. "He's very attached to his flowers. Rearrangement is... almost out of the question. Unfortunately for him, I really, really want those roses, so he had to except it eventually." Maka frowned. "Sounds like an annoying gardener. Can't you fire him or something?" For some reason Kid found her suggestion funny. "Well, he is very attached, yes, but he also made it to raise the prettiest rose I ever saw in my life. Not only that, it also has the sweetest scent of them all." Maka hummed at his explanation. "If you say so... Luber now?" She asked, changing the subject. Kid smiled and summoned Beelzebub, following her shortly.

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Kid and Maka walked around the Luber, dazzled by the art. Most people wouldn't have understood them, a young couple that somehow finds the weirdest, oldest art fascinating, and could stay in front of some meaningless pieces for quite some time, discussing their background. The difference, between them and the other couples, was that they were nerds, and history nerds at that. Kid was a walking talking history book, and Maka was not too bad at history herself- and so, skipping the modern part and diving to the old drawings from different centuries, Kid could tell Maka, and she could understand, exactly what stood behind each painting. Other couples? They mostly came for the Mona Lisa. She wasn't even that impressive!

Unfortunately, the two didn't even make it to one third of the paintings exhibited before Kid decided it was time for them to go to the hotel room. "Aren't we flying back to Tokyo?" Maka asked as she dropped on her back on the bed. "But then we won't get to visit the Eiffel!" Kid reminded her, suddenly remembering something himself.

"I think I forgot something at the museum. I'll come in time to pick you up and head to the tower, okay?" Kid told her, starting to tap his shoe. "Okay. Hurry back!" Maka waved. When will this weird behavior stop?

"Huh? He forgot his phone." She called in surprise, picking it up. A sudden thought passed through her mind, inspiring her to open the phone call history. "What is the meaning of this?" She wondered.

Emerald r.

Spirit A

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"The view is really pretty from here." Maka said, enjoying the cold wind that passed through her hair. Kid smiled as he gazed at her. "Agreed." He replied, causing her to lean her head on his chest. "Cliché much?" She chuckled. "And I still don't fail to excite you?" He asked. Maka rolled her eyes. "The last time you saw the Eiffel was at Las Vegas, where I failed to protect you." Kid's eyes filled with sadness for a moment before wearing a determined expression.

"When I heard you were kidnapped because of me, I thought maybe I should have never given you that ring. But if I hadn't, we wouldn't have ended here together, alive and happy. For that we can be grateful to Soul as well. Rethinking all of these things I decided, to give that ring a second chance. Well, I am sorry for stealing it, but you see, the groom usually gives his fiancée the ring for the first time when he's proposing."

Maka blinked. What was that just now? It must have been her imagination, the long day causing some weird thoughts to appear.

Kid bit his lip stressfully as he kneeled on one knee and took out her ring.

This isn't real. It must be some prank or what not, right?

But she said yes anyway.

Did you pick it up? The hints? there were loads of em'! I died laughing while writing the part with the gardener! then again, I died on every second word of this chapter. It's the real deal. I LOVE IT