Trading Places (A Soul Eater Fanfiction)

Part Two: Free Before the Thunder Storm

        Hello Everyone! I just want to say thank you for reading, and wow, 11 views already. Anyway, here is part two. ^^

        Soul sat in the Black Room, staring at the red and black tiles that covered the floor. Her noticed a black string on the floor. Upon picking it up, he realized it wasn't a string. It was one of Maka's ribbons.
        He clutched it in his hand, smiling at the thought of his weapon. And then remembered that he'd promised Maka that he'd meet her in the White Room.
        He got up and walked past a table that had a vase of red roses in it. Maka has a vase just like it in her room. Only the roses are white. Like the ones he'd bought her that night...
        He didn't like thinking about it, but it was the best and worst night of his life. The best part being before he left the apartment  of course. When he'd almost kissed her...
        I was so close! Soul thought as he descended down the stairs of the apartment building. I almost had her!
        He didn't understand why she didn't accept his kiss. Wasn't she supposed to... be happy? No. That's just not Maka. She's not one to swoon over anyone. On the bright side, she never said she didn't like me. Soul smiled at the thought.
        He hoped it wasn't just wishful thinking. Maybe he could ask her to be his girlfriend, and build up from there. One problem. Her Dad.
        Spirit had cheated on Maka's mother so many times. And Maka got the impression that all men are lying, cheating scum. But that's not true. I'm not like that. Soul thought. But, how can I prove it to her? How will I ever get her to believe that I love her?
        Soul continued down the street and saw a flower shop. Flowers. Maka likes roses. Soul thought. He walked over and saw only one person inside. A short old man was sweeping the floor, humming.
        "Just in time." Said the man. "We are about to close. "
        "Oh I'm sorry. Soul said embarrassed. "What time do you open tomorrow?"
         "We won't be here tomorrow. So I advise you to shop quickly." He smiled.
        "What do you mean, you won't be here tomorrow?" Soul asked sounding confused. "Come to think of it, I've never seen this shop before."
        The man ignored him, and kept on sweeping and began to whistle.
        "Hey, did you hear me? I said-" the man pointed at the clock.
        "We close in two minutes."
        "Crap." Soul said. "Do you have any white roses?"
        "As a matter of fact we do!" The man said dropping the broom and ducking behind a shelf.
        Geez. Soul thought. This guy is weird. And so is this shop. I've never seen it before. You think I would've noticed it after living in the city for three years.
        "Here you are one bouquet of white roses." The man handed Soul the roses.
        "Uh thank you." Soul said. "How much?"
        "No charge." The man said. "Now you'd better get home to your Maka!" He said practically pushing Soul out the door.
        "Uh thank you?" He said confused ".. wait how did you know-"
        "Thank you for shopping." He chirpped, slamming the door.
        Okay....that was freaky. Soul thought. But he was happy he had something to give her. He knew white roses were Maka's favorite.
        He would hand them to her, and ask her. Perfect! He thought. Suddenly becoming nervous. But at the same time, he was happy.
        And he hoped he could prove that he was different. That not all men are cheaters. Some of them have heart. And will stay true to them.
        Maka, please know, that I will never let go....
  

Annnd. I'll stop it there. Thank you all again for reading. I'm so excited to finish it, and I want thank Angelgodslayer for making my cover photo. ^^