Historias de Souleaterships

"Soul is on the balcony, I can't get him to come back," Maka groans. Kid had overheard her. "I'll go talk to him," kid said like it was going to be a simple task. Little did he know it wasn't going to be so easy for the shinigami.

They've always tried to protect each other in battle. One more than the other most of the time. But how could you blame him? It is his job after all, being a weapon. In the mixture of protecting his meister he got a little too attached. His feeling is like nothing young Soul has ever felt in his lift. All for a flat chested bookworm like Maka.

I think I'm just gonna make my own little random stories or sometimes I'll do ships with random songs like what someone really awesome does