Last Dance {Soul x Kid}

Trapped

As summer had inevitably come to a close and school commenced yet again, excitement built through the roof among the DWMA students. Every year in the middle of September, a fall dance was hosted by Lord Death himself.

It was a prestigious event, one filled with elegant apparel, classy music, and hopefully no witches to trap everyone like the last time. No shade at Medusa.

Girls scrambled to find dresses and boys worked up the courage to ask those same girls to go with them. It was customary for the boy to ask the girl, but occasionally there were outliers.

{ Soul and Maka's apartment. One week before the dance }

" Soul..." Maka began anxiously from the hallway.

" Hm?" Soul, who was sitting on the couch with a mouthful of chips, hummed. His phone sat in the palm of his hand, where he was scrolling through social media. The students were often limited to how much they could post, due to security reasons of course. However, a certain black and white haired, double pistol wielding meister, happened to have an Instagram account, purely aesthetic for symmetry. And Soul smiled down at his picture. It was clear even with his mouthful of chips that he was happy.

" I... erm," She scratched her wrist out of nervousness. " I was wondering, I mean.. um, would you... a..."

" C'mon, Maka, just spit it out already." Soul said, slightly irritated and still stuffing his face with chips. He grabbed his soda and started to chug. Maka didn't know how to say it, so she just talked swift and monotonously.

" I would really like it if you went to the dance with me!"

Soul lurched forward in surprise. He nearly shot soda from his nose, and his eyes bulged momentarily. He dropped his phone into his lap.

" Umm." He was beyond stunned. He hadn't even planned on going to the dance, let alone going with Maka of all people. In the event he asked a certain someone, she would have been the last person he thought about. They were partners, and that was their relationship. Friends, nothing more and nothing less. Soul didn't want to jeopardize what they had going. Feelings for Maka were out of the question. He wouldn't even have to worry about the madness because she would drive him insane. But... it wasn't cool to let a girl down. She had put her heart out there; Soul couldn't just stomp on it. If he told her no, it could've affected their soul wavelength compatibility. Fighting while she was mad at him had proved to never work.

" Sure... I guess." He begrudgingly agreed. If he could just get through the night it would make her happy, and that was all he wanted. She was his best friend, after all.

" O-okay, cool." Maka played down her excitement, though she thought she might explode from joy. She left Soul and scurried down the hallway to her room where she called Tsubaki. Soul put the bag of chips down as he had lost his appetite. He also looked at his phone, Kid still on the screen. The next week was going to suck.

{ Kid's Mansion }

" Kid, your father runs the academy! How can you not go?!" Liz exclaimed, frustration settling on her features.

" I don't even have a date." Kid said from behind his locked bedroom door, which served its purpose well in keeping her out. " How will it look when the other students show up with someone on their arm and I waltz in with my weapons again? I just... it won't look right!"

" Just let me in! We can talk about this." Liz said, giving an eye roll out of habit. The reaper hesitantly opened the door and Liz walked in before he could lock everyone out again. Patty, who had been watching the show in giggles, followed her. " So what's this about not having a date? I could get you one."