Maka's Birthday Karaoke, a soul eater fanfic

SOUL POV

It was a normal day.. No wait, nothings ever normal so I take that back. It was a this-is-just-about-as-normal-as-it-can-get day. Yeah, it was one of those days when Black*Star suggested to the group that we do karaoke tonight. Apparently, Black*Star wanted to celebrate someone's birthday - I had no clue as to whose birthday though, 'cause the hyper-active ninja idiot wouldn't tell me. So not cool. If I don't know whose birthday it is, then who am I suppose to say 'Happy Birthday' to? That's just.. Oh well, it isn't like I can do anything. I mean, it's Black*Star after all.

"When are we going to meet up then?" I asked.

"Well, Tsubaki and Maka are coming with us because we need to get ready - girl style- so you boys can just go to Soul's or something. We will meet up in the Karaoke Bar, downtown, at 7pm. Got it? Good. Come on, girls!" Liz chatted out, before taking my meister and Tsubaki hostage with Patty. Liz was pretty much grabbing Maka by her upper right arm, because Maka was resisting like her life depended on it. Maka turned her head over her shoulder and looked back at me and mouthed, 'Help me, Soul!'. I just laughed and shook my head. She then glared at me, 'Traitor! What the hell do I even see in you?' she mouthed back. She turned bright red, and whipped her head back around to face where Liz was taking her. What was that? I was dumbfounded at that last sentence.

"Soul, lets go. We can play basketball and chat until it's time to get ready." Kid said.

"Yeah, sure. Oh, by the way, Kid? Do you know whose supposed 'birthday' it is? No one will tell me and it would be seriously uncool of me to turn up and not even know who to say 'Happy Birthday' to." I looked at kid, my right eyebrow cocked.

Kid looked at me as if I had three heads. "Oh Death, either you don't know it's her birthday - from her not telling you - or you have just plain forgotten about it. Why don't you think really hard about today's date and then think about when everyone's birthday is? Surely you should know then!" Kid shook his head at me. He looked like he was scolding a kid for not knowing he had asymmetrical shoes on. Weirdo.

I did as he said, nonetheless. 'Lets see.. Today is.. The 27th of July.. Who do I know that has a birthday today?' I thought. And almost instantly, an image of a smiling Maka entered my head. My eyes widened. 'No.. It couldn't be.. Shit.. It is.. It's Maka's birthday today.. No wonder Kid looked at me like that. Oh Death.. I am so uncool for forgetting my own meisters birthday. What kind of a weapon forgets something like that? I do, apparently.. Shit, and I haven't gotten her a present, either! OH MY DEATH - SOMEONE PUNCH ME!' I internally berated myself for forgetting Maka's birthday. I then shook myself out of my thoughts and looked at Kid and Black*Star.

"Hey guys, instead of basketball, could we go to Death Mall? I didn't remember to get her a present." they knew who I was talking about, by giving me just one glance. I probably looked like how they did around that holy sword, Excalibur. "Death knows that she will probably kill me with her next Maka chop, if I don't get anything for her.. Or worse.. She finds out that I forgot about her birthday.. I will be beyond dead." I cringed, still making the face.

The guys faces went pale as they imagined Maka's wrath over the latter between not getting her a present or forgetting her birthday. Lord only knows what Maka would do.

And so, without any second thoughts from me nor Black*Star nor Kid, we all set out for Death Mall.

MAKA POV

"Oh no.. Please, Liz, reconsider this! PLEASE!" I begged her. That blonde is trying to torture me into submission, I swear.

We are currently in Death Mall and the Thompson sisters insisted on me getting new everything here. And I mean everything. Dress, make-up, hairstyle.. Even underwear. To them, however, 'underwear' means 'lingerie'. I shudder to think of that. As of right now, they - Tsubaki included, the traitor - are trying to get me to come out of my dressing room. They made me try on a very revealing dress. It was a black satin number. Going up to just above mid-thigh, showing off my long and slender legs, and the cleavage dipped low enough to see below my breasts - it still covered them though, just enough to not be called 'slutishly displayed' - and it clung to my curves in a way that shouldn't be legal. It was a halter-topped dress.

Ok, I admit it. I wear very baggy clothing. Only because I don't want to be distracted by men eye-humping me when I am trying to concentrate on other things - especially since I have the 'good genes' from my mother. I have what people would call.. An 'hourglass' figure. I had D-cup breasts and my hips curved nicely. Everyone knew I had long and smooth legs, so I didn't worry about that. No body knows about my figure though, not even the girls or Soul. Which I was very happy about until now.

"What's going on?" I heard Soul's voice. Oh no, the guys were here.. I am DEFINATELY not coming out!

"Oh, hey Kid, Black*Star and Soul. Maka is being stubborn and wont come out. We gave her a nice dress to try on and show us but she isn't willing to show.. And I am getting irritated!" Liz complained.

"I AM NOT COMING OUT! IT IS WAY TO REVEALING, LIZ!" I shrieked.

"Maka.." Liz muttered my name threateningly. I gulped. "Remember when I said I will get you new underwear whether you wanted it or not?"

"Uhh.. Yes?" I replied with a shaky voice.

"Well.. Either you get out here, right now, or your new underwear will consist of a strapless bra and a thong!" Liz shouted.

I didn't stop to think as I unlocked the door and stood out of the stall, revealing myself, and shouted "NO!"

Time seemed to stop as everyone looked at me with wide eyes and their jaws dropped. I knew I was blushing, and that didn't help me. Especially since putting this on had made my hair ties fall out and mess up my hair. I probably looked like a hooker.

Three things happened at once. First, the girls squealed and fainted. Second, the boys all blushed and got nose-bleeds - including Soul. Third, I squeaked and wrapped my arms around me, trying to cover myself with them.. But failed as it seemed to only do the opposite effect and make me look like my breasts would fall out of the dress. God damn it..

SOUL POV

Wow.. That is the only thing I could think of right now. Maka.. Maka was a freaking babe underneath all that clothing she usually wore. She looked amazing in that dress. How come I never knew about this though? It made me a bit disappointed to not have known until now. I mean, me and Maka have been living together for, what, about 4 years now? It puzzles me. But right now, I can't focus on that. And really, can you blame me? I shook myself out of my daze when Maka attempted to cover herself with her hands, blissfully failing in my opinion, and shrugged off my leather jacket. I walked over to Maka and put it over her shoulders. I wiped my nose-bleed away with the hanky I had in my back pocket.

"Go change, Maka. Seriously, before I need a blood transfusion.." I muttered to her.

She nodded silently and ran into the stall, me watching her amazing-shaped ass, before locking it behind her. I turned around and saw Black*Star eyeing the stall hungrily, and Kid was trying to distract himself by trying to get the girl's all conscious again.

I growled at Black*Star. He seemed to have heard me because he snapped his head to me, looking taken aback, before apologising and looking at the ground.

"Soul, how long have you been holding out on us? Why didn't you say that she was a total hottie underneath her baggy-as-hell clothes? How come you teased her about being the exact opposite of what she actually is? Why?" Kid, surprisingly, asked me.

I turned to him, feeling shocked. "I honestly had no idea, Kid. If I did then I wouldn't have teased her like that and would've bashed people even worse than I used to if they said bad shit like that about her again." I told him, honestly.

"So.. Wait.. Maka didn't tell you? You didn't stumble across her dressing or anything? Nothing?" Kid asked. I shook my head 'no'. "Wow, who knew that Maka of all people could be so deceptive? I must say, I am proud of her. It takes some great skill to have managed this long without somebody, especially Soul, finding out. You two been living together for how long again, Soul?"

"4 years.. I know, I am shocked that that long has passed and I never had a clue. I am wondering if there is anything else she is hiding.." I muttered, mostly to myself.

-**-Time Skip ~ In the chosen Karaoke room-**-

"Black*Star! Quit hogging the damn songbook! Let me see!" I shouted at Black*Star. The guys and I had gotten here a couple hours ago to set up the karaoke room we hired for the night so that it was presentable as a party room. That was at 5:39.. it was now 6:48 room looked cool and all but right now, Black*Star was being a down-right douche bag and not letting me see the songs list! I wanted to see what was available for everyone to sing.

"In a minute! I am trying to see if there are any godly songs for me, a god, to sing." he told me.

"Oh my Death, you're gonna sing-fess to Tsubaki, aren't you?" I realised and said aloud.

Black*Star's head whipped up and looked me in the eyes. Yup, you could practically feel his nervousness and embarrassment. I was tempted to laugh out loud, but I knew that he would use my own embarrassment from earlier with Maka against me like blackmail. It would have been a lose-lose situation. Damn it.

"I am merely going to ensure that this god's goddess knows that she is his. Nothing more, nothing less." He mumbled out. Sure, sure Black*Star. We all know you like her - she likes you too, you dumbass. "And besides," Black*Star continued, "I am sure that you are going to sing-fess to Maka. I mean, Kid and I see the way you look at her - so why not?"

I gaped at him, my eyes as wide as saucers. WHOA, WHOA, WHOA! I AM GOING TO DO WHAT TO MAKA? I looked at Black*Star like he was mad.

"Black*Star, what in the fuck are you talking about? I do not like Maka!" I shouted at him. Black*Star and Kid looked at me with a weird look on their faces. It was scary since they had the same expression.

"..Don't tell me.." Black*Star started.

"..You don't know.." Kid trailed off.

"..That Maka.." Black*Star didn't finish.

Kid and Black*Star looked at each other with a slight panic in their eyes. After they seemed to finish their silent conversation with each other, they turned to me with patient looks on their faces.

"Soul, I think we should tell Maka that you will be late coming here." Kid said.

"What are you-" I tried to question him but Black*Star cut me off.

"Because we are about to tell you something serious and you will want to leave and think about it before coming back." Black*Star said. Wow, Black*Star is actually serious.. And Kid, too. I nodded hesitantly. I knew that what they were going to tell me was serious and that it was in no-way a joke. I was to take this seriously.

"Soul," Kid started. I looked between him and Black*Star.

"This is about Maka and you." Black*Star said. My eyes focused on him. What are they on about?

"Soul, we have a theory that you aren't.. That you don't know your feelings towards Maka." Kid stated. I whipped my head to Kid. What the..?

"Buddy, if that is the case, then me and Kid have gotta tell you this now." Black*Star said. I glanced at him.

"You love Maka. And not just as a best friend or Meister partner, Soul." Kid told me.

My eyes went from the size of small saucers to big frying pans in less than two seconds. WHAT? Oh my god.. They weren't kidding around. I could tell they were serious. But they were dead wrong.. Right?

"Y-y-you aren't s-s-s-serious, r-r-right?" I stuttered out. I could feel my face burn in embarrassment. Aww man, this won't help my case. But it isn't like I can help it with what they've told me.

"We are, man. And it seems we were right about you not even noticing your own feelings." Black*Star commented. My heart skipped a few beats. Holy shit, they actually think that I like Maka. How do I tell them they are wrong? It is them that are noticing any 'feelings' that aren't even there.

"Soul, Black*Star and I have come to terms with how we feel about our weapons. You are the only one who doesn't even know how he truly feels." Kid started, again. "You blush when she smiles."

"You look away when she sees you staring, and then you go right back to it once she isn't looking anymore."

"You get angry when any other guy shows even just a slight interest in her."

"You study for anything she has asked you to, the second you walk into your bedroom."

"You blush if she so much as takes off her sweater."

"You encourage her to hold on to you when you two ride on your motorcycle."

"You hold her hand before you go into battle."

"You get anxious when she doesn't answer your calls - even if it turns out that she's either sleeping or bathing."

"You mope around when she isn't with you."

"You over-react when she so much as gets a paper-cut."

"You look so happy-go-lucky when she is with you."

"You blush when you tease her."

"You blush even harder when you compliment her."

"Face it, Soul, you like Maka."

I was frozen, taking everything in. From what they've 'noticed', in which I am not even sure is true.. This means that they might actually be right..

"I will be at the park.." I told them, getting up and walking towards the door.

"Come back when you are ready. Kid and I will cover for you. Just be sure to not leave it too late. We leave at 11:30.." Black*Star told me. I nodded and left.

I walked to the park, my mind was numb and my feet were just dragging me to my destination. I didn't think about anything until I sat on an empty swing – my thoughts were coming at me at full-force. It was a miracle I didn't pass out from the magnitude of it all. I got my thought process sorted after a few moments, letting my self-questioning come at me, one-by-one.

How long have I felt this way?

Does Maka feel the same way?

How could I let this happen?

What will become of Maka and I?

Do I really like Maka?

Do I love her?

How did this happen?

Why did I let myself fall for her – and without even knowing it?

I didn't know how to answer any of them, so I decided to just listen to what my heart has been nagging at me to do – for a long time, tonight. I thought about an image of Maka, my heart skipped a beat before starting up a race with itself.

That answers the 'do I really like Maka?' question..

I thought about Maka's smiling face and also the word 'love'.. my heart sped up even more, skipping a few beats as it raced. That caused my eyes to widen greatly. Holy shit… Do I love Maka? My heart seemed to think so, as it stopped for a millisecond before beating really hard against my rib cage.

That answers another question, I guess.. I didn't bother thinking about anything else for a while. All I did was let myself come to terms with my new-found feelings for Maka. I love Maka.. My god... my eyes widened as it sunk in. I am in love with Maka..! Holy crap – I love my best friend! I love my Meister! I love Maka! The same thoughts assaulted me like no tomorrow. Suddenly, a weight – in which I had no idea was even there – felt like it had been lifted off my shoulders. Wow.. I really do, huh? I love Maka..

And.. For some reason.. That makes me so damn happy.. My god, what has Maka done to me? I sat up from the swing so fast that the swing was launched away from me. I set into a sprint back to the karaoke bar, and realised that I had walked further from the bar than what I had originally thought. On the way there, I figured Black*Star had been right about something.

Looks like I am gonna have to sing-fess tonight, because I don't think I could take Maka not knowing now.

When I got there, I checked the clock. 9:23. My eyes bulged. Oh wow, I was gone for over an hour and a half! Oh well, I need to get back. And before I knew it, I was outside the room with my hand on the doorknob. I was about to open it when I heard Maka's voice. I froze.

"Guys, I know you know my feelings towards.. you-know-who.. so, I've decided that for my birthday – and hopefully before he gets here, Death knows I am worrying about his whereabouts even now – I shall dedicate a song to him!" she announced. Who was she talking about? My heart practically broke, thinking that she may have feelings for someone else. I heard her start singing.

"It's been said and done
Every beautiful thought's been already sung
And I guess right now here's another one
So your melody will play on and on, with the best of 'em
You are beautiful, like a dream come alive, incredible
A centrefold miracle, lyrical
You've saved my life again
And I want you to know baby