SoMa One-Shots

Maka's Mission

I will befriend and break him.

I stared at the ash blonde girl in front of me on my doorstep. Familiarity sparked in my brain, but I couldn't seem to place her, so I brushed it off. Maybe she just had one of those faces that everyone seemed to know. "I'm housing with you. You're giving me a tour. I didn't arrange this, and you cannot argue," she announced matter-of-factly. Resolve hardened her features. I was stunned into silence, as I had never been assigned a roomate before- and I thoroughly enjoyed having somewhat of a private retreat, unlike my friends, who were bunked with other people. They honestly connected pretty well, but I greatly appreciated having my own space. Pinned by her vivid olive eyes, I only watched her push past me and walk down the hallway toward the empty room across the hall from mine.

After she finished packing, she introduced herself. Her name was Maka. "Ma-ka," I played with the name, "Strange name, but I can't exactly talk. I'm Soul." I grasped her outstretched hand and shook it firmly.
Duing the next passing months, I learned what kind of a person she was. Maka was hard-headed, smart, and stubborn, but she was also kind, as I noticed her speaking calmly to a girl whose social anxiety acted up during a seminar. She continued to soothe the girl at the cost of her own points on the assignment, as the person grading her assumed she was having a "side conversation." After this, I decided that having to room with her wouldn't be too bad, and I looked to associate with her more.

It started with the day that I was completely stuck on the math homework. I'd listened in class, but I still couldn't fully recreate what our teacher had done in class. Frustrated, I set down my work and stalked into the living room. "What's with that face?" Maka deadpanned, not looking up from the book she was buried in.

"I'll tell you, but you can't make fun of me, okay?" Finally looking up from her book, she nodded, and I continued. "Well, I can't....I don't know how to finish the homework. I listened in class, I know I did, but I'm still having trouble!"

"Ohhhhhhh," Maka recognized. "Yeah, the teacher really didn't explain much at all. The formula is pretty difficult, and I only could complete it because I've read ahead in the math book. What are you stuck on?" She stood up from the couch that she was lounging on, and bookmarked what she was reading.

I pulled up another chair to my desk, sitting next to Maka as she scanned the paper I had handed her. "Okay, so, the formula doesn't work like that; it says to find y, but you'll need to figure out how to get rid of everything else. What's in the way?" I answered her by pointing. "Okay, so, you see how there's a y on each side of the equation? They're equal, so if you take those away, you'll end up with 0=7, which isn't true, so that means that the question has no solution." She explained.

I blinked. "Wait, what? How did you do that?" She elaborated on her method, and I could finally understand what the teacher was trying to say. "I see... so if it loses the variable, and it's true, then it has infinite solutions, but if it's false, then it's no solution?" Maka nodded affirmative, and I laughed. "I think this is the first time math has ever made sense! Thank you so much!" She beamed back at me, heartily accepting my gratitude.

I will deprive him of all he has.

I began to rely on her for more and more. She made the homework easier to understand, and my grades began to rise. Maka wasn't strikingly beautiful, but I did begin to realize that she had her own charm- her legs were long, and her slim, athletic form was appealing. Her heart-shaped face was pleasant to look at. Her kindness was also a strong piece of her charisma. Unlike most of the other girls at our school, she was caring towards others.
'But I don't like her', I told myself.

I will destroy everything he loves until he collapses.
(A/N: And here's the point where I stopped writing. I don't remember where the heck I was trying to go with this? But let me know if I should try to continue it. Anyway!! I'm back! It's been...like...two years, and I've changed a lot. I don't have too much time anymore, but I'm going to try to keep writing on here. Hopefully I have your support!)