Dear Mom,
It's great to talk to you again! I haven't spoken to you in a long time! Well, here's the thing, ever since I moved into my own place, I met a really cool guy who's about my age! He's also my neighbour~ His name is Hachirou, and he is so nice. Don't worry mom, he's not a predator ^^;; And my boyfriend, Soul, is taking me out tonight! It's our fourth date ever since we started dating! I can't wait! I'll see you soon, love you :*
Love, (y/n).
Chapter 17 - Mission Plans
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Maka screamed.
"SーSoul! What happened?!" She screeched, her throat going dry. "IーI didn't mean to! It was accident, really, Maka!" He tried covering up the mess he made.
Soul had accidentally turned their kitchen into what seemed like a wasteland, with miscellaneous bowls and cups and pots everywhere (even in the sink) and flour...? Maka couldn't see straight.
"What were you doing?!"
Soul sighed. "I am making a dinner for (y/n) and I tonight, and I wanted to try by myself! I didn't know I had absolutely no cooking skills. See? This is why I make you cook all the time!"
Maka pinched the bridge of her nose with her thumb and middle finger. Honestly, he expected to have a date in their apartment with it looking like this?!
"Well, you need to clean this up. I'll cook, and you can say you did it." She sighed, dropping her hand. Soul beamed. "Really! See, I really do have a cool partner!" Soul wrapped her in a hug.
Oh, great. Maka blushed and patted what her arm could reach (which was Soul's waist) since he gave her no ability to move her arm since he had his arms around her shoulders.
"Don't get all mushy on me now." Maka chuckled nervously, her face flushed.
Soul extended his arms and grabbed her shoulders. His smile disappeared as he saw her blush. "Are you okay Maka? You seem flushed. Are you sick?" He questioned, feeling her forehead. Maka quickly shook her head. "No." She answered. "I'm fine. It's just a bit warm in here since you burnt everything you made." She chuckled softly, her shoulders rising at a quick pace. Soul chuckled. "Gomen. I'll clean this up quickly so you can start!"
Soul left her and starting cleaning the kitchen happily.
Maka's happiness suddenly left her, as she knew the only reason why he was so happy because he wanted the night he was going to share with you to be perfect. Maka wondered if he would be like that if it was their date.
Maybe they will never get that date.
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After
"He moved places. He saw us, so we can't say he's still there."
Stein took a drag of his cigarette, leaning back in his chair that he often rolled around in. He had his legs crossed (in a very manly way) and was smoking his cigarette as he spoke with the red haired man with the child that hated him.
"Why does this concern you anyways, Spirit-san?" You asked. You didn't exactly hate the guy, he could be very annoying at times, but you didn't hate him.
"I'm Maka's father! Anything to do with Maka concerns me!" Spirit proclaimed, his hands on his hips. Chris rolled his eyes. "I don't think she cares what you do for her."
You snickered and slapped Chris' across the arm. "Shut up."
"I thought it was because you were Stein-san's weapon." Said Liz, leaning on a desk that laid in Stein's new classroom. "Yeah, that makes more sense." Kid agreed, his raven coloured eyebrows rising. He sat on a desk with his legs in a chair and his elbows on his knees.
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