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Author's Note: An unusually quick update on my part! I actually wrote four drabbles for Soul and Maka today, but I'll add the other ones later. Haha. I have to proofread them and such. And they're all ridiculously fluffy, which I sincerely apologize for. Anyway, this a really short chapter revolving around the realizations of the two about why they've come to like each other so much (first one is Maka to Soul, and the second is Soul to Maka).
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His sharp, white teeth underlying a contagious and charming smile. His alabaster hair, toned arms and chest she so vehemently pretended not to notice. His clinquant crimson stare, the one that never wavered when he listened to her speak, no matter the subject matter. Trusting her judgment so much that he transformed into her weapon at will. His ability to encourage her to do almost anything – even if it meant bending the rules she so loved to follow. The way he looked after her after her papa's negligence. The way he sacrificed himself for her whenever she stumbled into danger and couldn't find a way out except through him, through his strength and his soul.
All of it made her catch her breath.
She never went back on a decision. She always said she wanted to be stronger for his sake, a kind concept foreign to him for so long, never coming across it until unexpectedly crossing paths with her (he found he liked the idea of fate ever since it toyed directly with his own life, in that small checkered room with the sleek piano). Her emerald eyes, lambent even in the dimmest of light. Her smile, her infectious laugh, and especially her tendency to reach out to him in times of need. She relied on him completely, and he loved every moment of it. He loved being the one chased and caught, instead of the submissive and loyal follower. He liked being sought after. He loved being her protector, and she wielded him perfectly when he became her trusty scythe. He liked that when she felt lonely, she came to him.
Because at those times, he felt lonely, too.
Even though they shared an apartment, he considered her to be his only true home.