The struggles for love (soulxmaka)

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Maka p.o.v

Okay, let me get this straight to you guys. I might've said that I got feelings for Soul during those 2 years after we fought the kishin. I lied. I loved him since that fight with Crona. How did I realize it? When Soul got hurt in his weapon form. When he said that he is my weapon and he is always to prepare to die for me. Than it struck me. I liked him. So I tried not using him. But that happen... Soul got out of his weapon form to save me being sliced from Crona. Just the memories bring me to tears. My memories were broken when I heard Soul like crazy. I went to knock in his bedroom door. This time, hopefully I don't see Soul half naked.

"Yes?" I heard Soul say. His voice sounded really weird. You know when you're sick and you have this voice.

"Are you okay? Do you need medicine or something?" I asked.

"Nah, I'm okay," Soul said.

I knew he was t okay. He was outside in the rain, soaked. He can't fool me.

I went to the kitchen to get tissues. I always had a box of tissues just in case. Then I went to his room.

"Maka, I said I'm okay. I don't need medicine or anything. Cool guys doesn't need help when they're sick," Soul said.

"Good thing you're sick, I don't like saying you're cool just to get out of something serious. You're sick and you need medicine. I brought you a box of tissues... With what did you wipe your nose with?" I asked. Hopefully not his shirt.

He smirked. Yup, it's his shirt

"Maka, I think you already know me," Soul said smirking.

"J-just take off y-your s-shirt please," I said, trying not to blush.

"But Maka, I have nothing else to wear that is warm enough," complained Soul.

"You know how I feel about snot on your clothes," I began.

I got another shirt from his drawer and threw it to Soul.

"Wear this and give the shirt that you're wearing to me," I finished.

"Fine," he said.

He took of his shirt. Oh my Death, his abs. I tried not to stare. I tried not to blush.

"Here, catch!" Soul said, throwing the snot filled shirt.

He missed me. Thank goodness he missed. It landed next to his desk. I pinched the shirt that was not filled my his snot.

"Thanks," I said. He was putting his clean shirt on.

"No problem," Soul said.

I picked up the shirt and went to the laundry room. I put it on the hamper. I was too lazy to wash it today. It was getting late, so I'll do the laundry tomorrow. Maybe clean the whole house. When I got out of the laundry room, I heard more sneezing. If he is not sneezing into his shirt or any clothing, I'm good. I brought that box of tissues for a reason. I checked the clock to see what time it was.

10:37

Meh, I should just sleep right now. I yelled good night to Soul. I didn't expect for Soul to say good night back. But he did. I changed to my pj's. Then I fell asleep

The next day...

I woke up, I put my loafers on and went to the kitchen to make breakfast for Soul and I. But I didn't know what to cook. I knew that Soul always has ideas for breakfast. Well, he did come from a rich family. Of coarse they'll give him fancy food like that.