Short chapter is short. And sorry if there were a lot of mistakes on the last chapter, I think I fixed them, so it's all good.
Also, I'll probably discontinue writing my other fanfics, considering that I've, in my opinion, run myself into a brick wall in both of them. Sorry if you were actually reading them, but I've just lost my muse. :(
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The moment I opened the door my eyes homed in on the door across the hall. It was now open, meaning Maka had retreated to some other part of Black Star's house. I check the rest of the upstairs rooms and have no luck finding her, so I head downstairs. No one is in the living room or hall, so I hesitantly head for the kitchen.
As I expected the girls were gathered around the island at the center of the room. Patty was chattering happily to a stuffed giraffe, which was no surprise. Liz was painting her nails, also expected. Tsubaki was chopping fruits, probably for the girls to make into a fruit salad or something. I frowned when I saw Maka. She was at the very end of the counter, a dejected expression on her face. I kept up my cool facade, but inside I just wanted to hug her and never let her go. Cheesy, I know, but that's really how I felt.
Liz, Patty, and Tsubaki all turned to look at me, but Maka continued to stare at the counter. The girls were all glaring at me, and I felt my facade slipping, showing a small amount of concern as I stared intently at Maka. I shifted uncomfortably and shoved my hands in my pockets.
It's now or never, I guess.
~*~ Maka's P.O.V~*~
I jumped just a little when Soul walked into the room, but forced myself to continue staring at the granite counter top. Although that was hard to do considering he was wearing the outfit he'd been wearing the day I'd fallen for him-gray jeans, an orange shirt, and a black, leather jacket. The chatter that the others were engaged in stopped the moment he entered the room. I knew they were glaring at him, and he deserved it.
"Maka..?"I heard him say uncertainly, and I looked up ever so slightly so I could see his face. His eyes were brimming with emotions-sadness, worry, guilt, and…love? "Could I…talk to you?"
I nodded slowly and stood, walking past him into the hall. I heard the girls start whispering the moment he entered the hall with me. I turned to face him, and he shifted uncomfortably.
"Maka…how much did you hear upstairs?"He asked carefully, and I shrugged, keeping my face blank.
"Just you and the guys talking about how you should tell your crush how you feel." I say quietly. And he looks away.
"Yeah…and I'm about to."I look up at him questioningly, and he smiles hesitantly. "Maka, I know you're probably upset about what you heard up there, since I'm pretty sure now that you like me." I instantly turned red, but didn't correct him, so he continued. "What would you say if I told you that it was you we were talking about?" My eyes widened a bit, but I collected myself and schooled my expression back to uncaring.
"I would tell you not to lie." He gave me a hurt expression; one that I could tell was genuine.
"What makes you think I'm lying?"
"You have every girl at school chasing after you. Lots of them are pretty. Why would you like a nobody who's flatter than a board?" I say bitterly, and he takes a step back, almost like I'd physically slapped him.
"Well, what would I have to do to prove to you that I'm not lying?" He asked, leaning closer, and I hesitated.
"Kiss me." I say, hoping he'll just give up on this whole charade. He doesn't.
"Gladly." He says, and before I can even blink he's leaned down and captured my lips in his. My eyes widen in shock. I don't even realize I'm kissing him back until I feel him pull away what feels like seconds later. I open my eyes (which I hadn't even noticed were closed) and stared up at him, the shock evident on my face. He stares back, and I can see the legitimate affection in his eyes.
"You…really mean it? You're not messing with me?" I ask, almost afraid of the answer. He smiles gently at me.
"Of course I mean it. You may not think so, but I think you're beautiful." I look down timidly, my cheeks heating up again. "And all the blushing you do is cute, too." He adds with a smirk, winking at me. I punch his arm lightly with a small laugh…
"Are you two quite done? You've been talking for two minutes, and you must have sucked face for five." Black Star's voice says from behind us, and I spin around. Sure enough, Black Star, Tsubaki, Kid, Liz, and Patti are all standing there with amused expressions. My eyes widen and my face heats up. Soul wraps an arm around me from behind and presses himself against my back, resting his head on my shoulder. I feel him smirk against my cheek.
"Just give us five more minutes."
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