Maka

Soul and I are partners. And nothing is ever going to change that.

I closed my eyes as Stein instructed and reached out my soul to Soul's.

"Soul? Can you hear me?" I asked using our resonance as a medium.

"Yeah. Hey, Maka," his soul replied. "This is pretty cool."

I couldn't help but wonder if this was how he'd brought me back from that trance.

There was no denying how bad I felt about hurting Soul while I was in under mind control. The fact that I'd been mad at him for dating someone else, the fact that I hadn't been content with just letting him be happy...

"Maka, stop. You're wrong. I wasn't happy; Not without you. So just stop thinking like that."

"Sorry..." I replied.

"Listen, I love you. Only you. And that's all that matters, so stop blaming yourself for everything," he stated.

I could feel the heat rising to my cheeks and a smile spreading across my face as I responded with my thoughts.
"I love you too."

There was also something in his soul that I'd never seen before. No, more like something he's never been willing to show me every time we've resonated before: His family. His brother, Wes, who he felt he could never be as good as. Maybe that was why he didn't like playing. He never really had very much freedom within his family, and it was like he never really got to express himself. He was a completely different person. And that was practically his entire childhood; his entire past before he came to Death City.

Then, I saw myself through his eyes. The first day we met, I'd had my nose in a notebook, intently taking notes. I couldn't help but giggle a little when I saw the look on my face when he asked me to become partners with him. Our first battle together. And our first time resonating souls was absolutely exhilarating. The first argument we had about who messed up on dinner before we actually set up a decent routine for cooking shifts. He was right. Looking back on it, our fights were pretty comical.

It was weird. At the same time I was seeing all this, I was experiencing his emotions that came with the memories. And for some reason, happiness was dominant above irritation and anger. Deep down, he seemed to always be happy when he was around me, just like when I was when I was with him.

I flinched a little at the part where he took Crona's blade for me and couldn't help but wonder how he'd forgiven Crona so easily afterwards. To my shock, I found out that it was because of me. Because I was trying so hard and he hadn't wanted to ruin it all by holding a grudge, even if he was tempted to.

And the battle the the Kishin, Asura. That was pretty intense, too. Even then, when I'd been inside of Soul Eater's soul, I hadn't seen any of this.

Flash forward months after and everything went downhill. Well, you know the story from there.

"I had no idea," we both whispered through our soul connection at the same time.

Before either of us could say anything else, we were pulled back to the outside world by Stein's voice.

"Alright, the transfer is complete," he informed us. "You're both free to go now."

Soul extended a hand and helped me up, his face unreadable as he led the way out of the room, my hand still in his.

Once we were outside, I pulled him to a stop.

"Soul, I'm sorry," I said. "And...thank you."

"I should be the one apologizing. I had no idea how much pain I put you through." He pulled me into his arms, his chin resting on the top of my head. "I'll never hurt you like that again."

I smiled against his chest, wrapping my arms around his waist. "Thanks."

"So, about being my girlfriend..." he said a few seconds later, pulling away.

"I'd love to," I replied with a smile as I softly pressed my lips against his.

So, in the end, despite all the words left unsaid, I finally knew how he felt about me, and he knew how I felt about him. Honestly, it was kind of stupid that we didn't just say it all out loud. I was scared for nothing. But it didn't really matter now because I finally know that he loves me back, and so much more.

Meanwhile...

Two students from class Crescent Moon were perched lightly on one of the candlesticks eternally burning outside the DWMA, watching the scene down below between Soul Eater and Maka.

"Are you sure it's a good idea to leave things like this?" Tsubaki asked her partner, giving him a sideways glance.

"A big man like me doesn't need to steal his best friend's girlfriend," her Meister replied, but he couldn't even make himself smile.

"Weren't you the one who kept urging Maka to tell Soul how she felt?" she asked gently.

"Yeah, well, if she's happy, I'm cool with that. Besides, there's no point in making things awkward and causing a bunch of unnecessary drama. That wouldn't be very cool," Black Star pointed out. "Besides, a few words left unspoken won't kill anyone.

Tsubaki gave him a proud smile and nodded.
But what the assassin wasn't willing to admit out loud was that it was killing him inside.

A/N: *sniffles* Poor Black Star. I tried to make him a little more relateable in this while still keeping his Black Star-ness intact. Like I said, I haven't read all the manga, so this was based purely after the events of the Soul Eater anime series. Reviews are always appreciated, especially because this was my first full blown ship fic, so please, please, please let me know how I did.
Thanks so much for reading and I hope you'll give my other stories a shot as well.