What Does It Take

This is another SoMa. I know I haven't posted recently, but I was kind of busy.

The song 'What Does It Take' by Dave Days inspired this.

Disclaimer: I don't own Soul Eater or the song I mentioned above.

"You're a jerk!"

"Yeah? Well, I don't care Tiny Tits!"

"I'm never going to forgive you for this!" With that, she slammed her bedroom door shut.

Soul sighed. 'I've done it. She hates me now.' "Fuck, it was only for her good."

But, maybe he had gone too far.

He did punch the guy. In the face. And the stomach. And knee him. In the groin.

Okay, he had ruined Maka's chance of dating a 'decent guy'. He admits the boy was charming and wouldn't have hurt Maka in anyway. Well, that's how he looked anyway.

The albino ran his hand through his hair. "Shit. I fucked up, big time."

The ash blonde smiled sweetly at the red-eyed albino.

Soul frowned. "You're not mad at me?"

Maka shook her head. "No. Actually I think the guy deserved it. Liz told me she did more research and he had a major stalker status."

Soul grinned. "I told you I would always protect you."

'And he has, ever since we met.' Maka couldn't help but grin back. "Actually, you promised. And cool guys always keep their promises."

"You got that right." He grabbed Maka by the waist and pulled her close to his chest, earning a squeal of surprise. "I really am sorry though." The albino said sincerely as he hugged her.

Maka sighed as she hugged him back. "It's okay."

They stood in silence for a moment, still hugging each other until Maka pulled away.

"I couldn't be mad at you even if I tried." Maka giggled. "Besides, Liz found me another guy."

Soul's face fell. "Already?"

Maka gave a confused look, Soul had been so happy... "What's wrong?"

The red-eyed boy let his mind wander. "Nothing."

"You're a bad liar." The young blonde sighed. "But whatever." She checked her watch and bit her lip. "I'm sorry, I have to go." She tiptoed to kiss his cheek and slipped on her shoes. "Just buy take out for dinner!" She called before closing the door.

'Fucking Liz.'

"I can't believe you! You know I was going to do something but you fucking set her up with another shitty guy!" Soul growled into the phone.

"Hey, it's not my fault you're slow."

"I'M GOING TO REACH INTO THIS PHONE AND KILL YOU NOW!"

"Hiro." Liz sighed.

"What?" The younger weapon quirked an eyebrow.

"The guy she's going out with now is Hiro. He was the last one on our list. If he blows this, Maka will be single for a long time. Then you have a chance."

"I don't think I do though."

"Here it goes again."

"I'm serious. To her, I'm probably only her big brother or something."

"You are so stupid. Just wait 'till Maka comes home, 'kay? She'll be there in any second. Bye~!"

"Wait- Fuck you then." He said slamming the phone down into its receiver and running a hand through his hair. "I'm screwed."

"Hey Soul! I'm back!" Maka yelled. She blinked, seeing him in the living room.

"Hey Maka. How was your date?" Her weapon asked calmly.

Inside, he was deciding on how to kill that son of a bitch Hiro. Maybe he could ask for some ideas from Chrona.

"It was... Okay. He was romantic and very... Nice." The miester said, with indifference in her voice.

"Hey, what's wrong?" Soul placed a hand on her shoulder.

The girl blinked and smiled. "Oh. Yeah. I was just... Thinking. It's okay. I'm fine."

Soul didn't believe her but he did what she did earlier, let it slide. "Okay."

"I'm going to be in my room if you need me."