Hercules- I Won't Say (I'm in Love)
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If there's a prize for rotten judgement, I guess I've already won that. No man is worth the aggravation! That's ancient history, been there, done that!

It wasn't her fault. But, maybe in a way, it was. Maybe rotten judgement ran in the family! Maka sat her books down at her desk, not too subtly glaring at her ex at the front of the room. Hiro the Brave hugged another blonde in one arm, and a red-head in the other. She really should have known his open flirting was just to get the answers on the homework. Their dates? To get better marks on partner projects.
It's a good thing she didn't really love him. Maka Albarn experienced her first crush, yeah. She was attracted to him, sure. The "relationship" (if you could even call it that) ended in a firey crash and burn after two and a half weeks. Still...it stung a little. Her pride could have done without her insecurities being said out loud.
"Hey, Maka! You hear me? Geez you're going to get wrinkles early with that look."
Her green eyes focuses on the figure sitting backwards in the seat in front of her. She was almost ashamed to think about how high her pulse skyrocketed at the sight of red eyes and a shark-toothed grin.

Who d'you think you're kidding? He's the earth and heaven to you. Try to keep it hidden, Honey we can see right through you! Girl you can't conceal it, We know how you're feeling, Who you thinking of!

Soul Eater Evans. Her neighbor. Her friend.
"I'm not looking at anyone like anything Soul!" Maka pouted and looked off to the side blush still evident on her cheeks. He rolled his eyes, "uh huh..." soul took a turn glaring at the the blonde boy, "besides, it's not like you really liked him...or anything," he looked into her eyes with an emotion she couldn't identify. But before she could think about it more his gaze darted to the ground, "I mean...right?"
They shared a moment of silence that seemed to stretch on, their pink cheeks starting to darkened, before she squeaked out a denial. It was lucky the teacher called for the beginning of class and soul had whipped back around in his seat. She wondered why it took so long for her heart to go back to to normal. She also wondered when his shoulders got so broad.

No chance no way I won't say it, no no! (You swoon you sigh why deny it oh oh). It's too cliche I won't say I'm in love! I thought my heart had learned its lesson, It feels so good when you start out. My head is screaming "Get a grip girl!" Unless you're dying to cry your heart out.

They where a little cliche. There was just no way! But, Maka couldn't help it, she laughed at another stupid joke he made while leaning over their shared fence.
"So anyway bookworm," he rested his chin on his folded arms, "my family's having a little barbecue this weekend, it'd be cool if you could come."  She slipped her bookmark in between the pages of 'The Great Gastby'  and placed it next to her on the lawn chair,
"Oh really? A bookworm like me, would make it cool?" She looked coyly at him as his red eyes snapped back to hers. He let out a sigh, slumping slightly, his grin turning lazy in the afternoon sun,
"Totally~"
Maka couldn't help but laugh at his almost dreamy expression, (though she didn't think much on the reason behind it until late that night) and got off her lawn chair to walk over to him. Her short jean shorts moved comfortably along with her white tank top; As the wind picked up a bit, she tucked a pigtail behind her hand,
"Well alright then, I accept your invitation Mr. Evans."
Souls grin stretched from ear to ear in a cute way, before he straightened up,
"Great!"
It wasn't until he stood Maka became conscious on how close they where, bodies separated by a white picket fence.
"Oh and," he grabbed a pigtail and tugged it lightly, "leave the books at home, ok bookworm?"
The blush reached her ears as his hand brushed against them, her hands grew hot as she rung them together and squeaked out a "no promises".

Girl you can't deny it! Who you are is how you're feeling! Baby we're not buying, Hon we saw you hit the ceiling. Face it like a grown-up! When you gonna own up that you got got got it bad?

The Evan's backyard barque was as extravagant as their tastes. Multiple high tables with white table clothes and candles were scattered around the yard, closer to the house on the brick patio was two large grills one belonging to another neighbor each with meats and vegetables of various kinds. Next to that was the buffet table where food was being rotated in from the kitchen just inside the sliding doors and from other guests. In all honesty, Maka couldn't care less about the decor or the food, especially since she barely noticed! All she noticed for some reason was Soul. How close Soul stayed next to her and how he looked at her in that way he does for split seconds on occasion. It couldn't be, no way no how! It was warm the people, candles, and lights stringed throughout the yard added to the heat. Maka decided to go with a simple faded blue dress and sandles, tying up her pigtails in blue ribbon. Soul wore an open navy blue shirt with a lighter blue undershirt with black pants and boots.
"Soul look!" Maka bent down and plucked a dandelion out of the grass and turned to him to show her little discovery. His soft expression turned to one of amused confusion,
"Why are you getting so worked up over a flower?" He stepped closer as if to inspect it, smiling at her pout.
"I like dandelions!" Maka focused on the flower again running a finger over it.
"I like dandelions too."
Maka perked up, "really?"
Soul grinned, "yeah~" he bent down and chomped at the base of the yellow flower, taking it clean off the stem. Maka gawked at him and he knawed on the flower for a little bit before spitting it out, "they're alright."
Maka squawked at him and gave Soul a good whack. She turned from him believing him to follow but instead she pulled back by her hips and slammed against a hard chest. She squeaked as he rested his head on her shoulder and loosely wrapped his arms around her,
"Come on Maka, I'm way cooler than some flower." He nipped at her finger after his cheek.
"Yeah, yeah, you're Mr. Cool Guy." They stood in silence and swayed at the jazz that was being blared from the rock speakers. She leaned against him slightly and looked to where her hands had ended up: on top of his. There skin contrast was striking, even in the dark, her hand barley covered his as her tips grazed his knuckles.
It was impossible, this was her friend she was talking about! She was Maka Albarn! Hiro had been a bust so why should Soul? But this was Soul!
"Lets go sit down." She walked out of his arms, Soul sensed the mood change and agreed, following her closely but without another word.

No chance no way I won't say it, no no! (Give up, give in, check the grin you're in love). This scene won't play I won't say I'm in love! (We'll do it until you admit you're in love). You're way off base I won't say it. Get off my case I won't say it!

The barque had started at noon, people started to die out around 9:30. The two stayed out on the patio long until eleven. The night was still warm but it had cooled down since twilight, so Maka now wore souls extra layer. She guesses she started to yawn to much because Soul had decided it was time for her to go home. She raised her arms to be helped up, Soul glanced at her for a moment, before scooping her up in his arms.
"Soul!" She threw her hands around his neck glaring at him as he laughed. He took the long way, carrying her around the fence to the side of her house and to her bedroom window on the first floor. Soul kindly turned away as she crawled in, whipping around with a blush to glare at his backside. Once she gave him the clear, he shyly turned to look with pink cheeks.
"So I'll see you Monday?" He blinked at her before looking at the ground again, "y-yeah, umm..."
He stepped up to her widow and leaned up.
It wasn't her fault. But maybe in a way it was.
The moonlight was perfect, bouncing off their pink cheeks as he leaned in with half-closed eyes. The crickets, hopefully drowning out the pounding of heart beats.
Soul Eater Evans was her friend! There was just no way!
She found herself leaning down as well, eyes closing, body burning.
His lips where soft and warm testing her boundaries, turning his head slightly, and leaning up on the balls of his feet.
I couldn't be! No way!
He nibbled lightly on her bottom lip before letting her go for them to breathe. Neither of them knew who leaned in the second time.
It was impossible...but this is Soul.

(Girl don't be proud it's okay you're in love)
At least out loud~ I won't say I'm in love~