Call it crack. Call it canon. Call it whatever the hell you want; I LOVE THE JUSTINxMAKA PAIRING AND THERE'S NOTHING YOU CAN DO TO CHANGE MY MIND! Don't like, don't read. Ah-hem, anyway, in this fic, I'm putting down what I think might have happened at the end of episode 25, if the meeting of the Death Scythes had ended a little earlier than it did, if the basketball game had started a little later, and if Justin, having nothing to do, had followed Stein and Marie to the basketball court. I will probably make it a one-shot, but I may make it a two-chapter story and put down what happens in Loew village. Also, I've never written romance before, so bear with me! Anyway, enjoy!
"Alright, class dismissed!" said Shinigami-sama. The Death Scythes (and Stein) turned and walked toward the pathway that led to the door. "Oh, Spirit-kun, can I talk to you for a moment?" said Shinigami-sama. "Huh? Sure," said the red-head, who turned around and walked back to the stone circle.
"Hey, Justin?" asked Marie. She, Justin, Stein and Azusa were now out of the Death Room. "Hm?" said the young Death Scythe. "Where are you going now? Do you have anything to do?" "No," he said with a sigh.
He wished that Shinigami-sama had given him an assignment, but for now, he had nothing to do.
"Well," said Marie, "I was about to head to the park. You wanna come?" "Alright," he said with a small smile. "I was heading there too, actually," said Stein, "so I'll go with you." "Azusa?" said Marie, wondering if she wanted to go too. "No, I have too much work to do," answered the girl in question. And with that, she left. Marie shrugged, "Oh well."
Meanwhile, Soul was dragging Maka, clad in a light yellow sweatshirt and blue jeans, to the basketball court. "Soul, where are we going?" she asked, irritated. "You'll see," answered the sharp-toothed scythe boy.
The two arrived at a set of steps. At the top, were Tsubaki and Black*Star, who was spinning a basketball on his finger. "Yo!" he called to them. Tsubaki just smiled.
"Hey," said Soul, who released Maka's shirt. She hit the ground hard, "Soul! You could've warned me before you did that!" Soul laughed as she got up. "Don't burry your head in that book all the time," he said, gesturing to the thick book she was carrying, "and maybe you'll notice things m-" He was cut off by a Maka Chop to the head.
"I don't wanna play basketball," said Maka, "I want to read." "Oh, come on Maka," said Soul, "just one game!" Maka shook her head firmly, "I want to read." Soul sighed, realizing that she wasn't budging, and said, "Fine, whatever, you can read your book on the sidelines."
The four finally set off for the basketball court, where Kid and Patti were waiting for them.
"Hi~!" said Patti, who drew out the 'i'. "Hello," greeted Kid. Maka went over, sat down on the bench, took out her book and started reading.
Back with Stein, Justin and Marie, they had reached the park. If you took away the graffiti, it was really pretty nice. "Sounds like some kids are playing over there," said Stein, pointing to the concrete wall that surrounded basketball court. Sure enough, they heard some kids over there (well, at least Stein and Marie did). "I'm going to go over," declared Marie, who began to walk over. Stein shrugged, and walked after her. Not having anything else to do, Justin followed.
When they got there, they saw five kids on the basketball court. There was, in Justin's opinion, a very pretty girl reading a book off to the sidelines.
"Who are they?" asked Justin, figuring that Stein might know them. Though, he really wanted to know who that girl was. "Students of mine," replied Stein. He then pointed to each one, and named them, "Soul, Kid, Tsubaki, Patti, Black*Star… And Maka," he pointed to the girl sitting on the bench. "Why isn't she playing?" asked Justin. Stein shrugged, "Maka's not much of a sports type. She likes to read." "Well," said Marie, "I'm going over there." She walked over to Maka, and sat down to her left, "Hi." "Hi," replied Maka, who smiled, then returned to her book. Stein sat down next to Marie, and Justin sat to the right of Maka.
"Hey, Maka!" called Black*Star, "Come on! Let's play!" Maka looked up, "You said that you were fine with me reading a book on the sidelines. That's the only reason I came." "I lied," stated Black*Star bluntly. Almost immediately, Maka threw her book at him. Its spine made a direct hit on his face.
After a few moments, Black*Star had a two bandages on his forehead in an X shape. Maka had put her book on the bench in her place, and joined the game. She didn't look too happy about it, though.
"Sorry, Maka," said Black*Star, "Liz suddenly couldn't come." "Why not?" asked Soul. "She was afraid of chipping a nail," explained Kid, "so she told me last-minute that she wanted to stay home.
"How do I play?" Maka asked. "Here! You need this!" Patti took off her purple and white striped baseball cap and put it on Maka's head backwards. Maka looked up at it, seeming confused.
"Hey, let's do a punishment game," suggested Soul, "If Kid's team loses, then we get to move all of the paintings in his house one inch to the right." "WHAT?" yelled Kid, who was clearly sickened by the idea. Marie and Justin looked at Stein quizzically. "He's got OCD to the extreme," Stein explained. "Huh," said Marie.
"And if Maka's team loses," continued Soul, "then she has to go on a date with her dad!" "W-what? How am I the captain?" Patti pointed to the cap she'd put on Maka's head and giggled. "Huh? This? B-but, I thought Black*Star was the team captain!" "I feel bad about making you play, so I'm letting you be team captain." He cringed, "I really wanna be team captain though!" "I'll trade!" said Maka, who really wanted to get out of this. Everyone ignored her.
Soul passed the ball to Kid, and Maka said, "Huh? Why'd Soul pass it to Kid? He's not on our team…" Kid passed it back. "Huh? Why'd he do that? Someone please teach me the rules!" The game began.
Marie and Stein were having a conversation off to the side, but Justin wasn't paying attention; he was trying to follow what happened during the game.
He'd never really understood sports that much. He knew that, in basketball, there were two teams and the object of the game was to get the ball through the hoop on the opponent's side. And that was about it.
"Aw, Maka," said Soul, "you did a double dribble. So not cool." "A double dribble?" repeated Maka, "What's that? It sounds kind cool…" Justin smiled. Personally, he thought that the girl, Maka, was cute, though she was obviously much younger than him.
The game ended after a few more moments. Maka's team lost, though Justin had been hoping that she would win.
Looking up, he was surprised to see Spirit standing by the bench. He'd been concentrating so hard on the game that he hadn't noticed when the red-haired man arrived.
Maka walked up to him, "Um, p-papa?" she said. Justin was surprised; Spirit Albarn was Maka's dad? They didn't even look alike!
"Hm, Maka?" answered Spirit. Maka continued, "D-do you want to go on a date with me?" Spirit froze. He dropped his jacket (which had been slung over his shoulder), and his head exploded in confetti, causing a couple people to nearly have heart attacks.
"And to think," Spirit said, "I thought I'd have to leave." He was then over by the bushes, puking. "Happy barfing," commented Stein after Maka had run to go get some stomach medicine, "One of the many things I will never understand."
Maka got back soon, but Spirit insisted that he was fine. "Hey!" called Black*Star, "Maka! Wanna play one more game?" "No!" Maka called back. "Well, too bad! You're playing!" said Patti, who grabbed Maka and literally dragged her over. "Well, I think I want to play too!" said Marie, "Stein?" He got up, "I think this'll be fun." He grinned, and walked over with Marie. "I think I'll go play, too," said Spirit. For a moment, Justin just sat there, looking confused. Then, he finally decided to join the game.
It ended up with Maka, Soul, Justin, Tsubaki and Spirit on one team, with Spirit being the captain (Maka refused), and Kid, Black*Star, Stein, Marie and Patti on the other, with Stein as captain.
"I don't wanna play," moaned Maka, "I don't even know how!" "Don't worry," whispered Justin, "neither do I."
Maka looked at him strangely for a moment, and said, "But, if you don't know how to play, then why'd you join the game?" Before he could answer, the game started.
Someone passed the ball to Maka, who obviously had no idea what to do with it.
Black*Star tackled her to the ground, trying to get the ball. No one seemed to notice the murderous glare Justin threw him.
"Foul!" called Soul. "Jeez, Black*Star," said Kid, "This is basketballnot football. Basketball isn't a contact sport, you know." Black*Star grumbled, but said nothing.
Maka got to have two free-throw shots. She missed one of them, but barely managed to get the other one through the hoop. It was now 1-0.
Despite the early advantage, in the end, Stein's team won. That was mostly because Patti, Stein, Black*Star, Kid and Marie were on that team. In other words, most of the strongest and fastest people there.
Spirit's team had been screwed from the start.
Spirit wanted a rematch, but no one else wanted to play except Stein, so they had a one-on-one.
Kid and Patti left, saying that they had to go home and study for a quiz.
Black*Star complained that he was hungry, so he and Tsubaki went home as well.
Now, it was only Maka, Soul, Stein, Marie, Spirit and Justin.
When the one-on-one game finished (Stein being the obvious victor) Marie and Stein went to Stein's lab/house for the evening (it was now around 6:30pm, and the sun was setting).
Spirit decided to leave for home then, too, and Soul told Maka that he wanted to go home and watch TV, so he left too.
It was now only Maka and Justin.
The two sat on the bench. Maka was trying to read as much of her book as possible in the fading light, and Justin was just sitting there, gazing her with a loving look in his eyes. Anyone who saw them would've known immediately that he'd fallen head-over-heels in love with her.
"Maka?" he asked after awhile, felling a little nervous. "Yeah?" she said, looking up. He became immediately lost in her eyes.
She looked at him strangely, "Um, hello? Justin?"
The reason she already knew who he was was because he was a legend at Shibusen; he was the youngest ever to achieve the rank of Death Scythe, doing so at the young age of 13. That had been 4 years ago.
Maka guessed that he was now around 17, but she really couldn't be sure; it hadn't been exactly 4 years ago. He could still be 16, or maybe he was already 18. She had no way of knowing.
"Justin? Hello?" she said. He snapped out of his trance-like state, "Hm?" "Uh, you wanted to ask me something?" she prompted, beginning to feel annoyed.
"Oh!" he said, remembering what he wanted to ask, "Maka? Would you like to go on a date with me tomorrow night?"
She was, to say the very least, stunned; a Death Scythe wanted to go out with her? Unbelievable. After all, Soul constantly said that she'd never get a boyfriend, on account of the facts that she was flat-chested and was a, quote, 'total bookworm'. She'd never really believed him (she usually just beat him senseless with her book), but at the same time she was worried that he was right.
Now, she had no doubt that he was wrong, wrong, wrong. After all, a Death Scythe was asking her out!
Grinning, Maka replied, "Sure! Sounds great!" Justin's eyes lit up. He was happier than he'd been in a long time. Trying not to lose his composure, he said, "Does 5:00 sound alright with you?" "Sounds great," replied Maka, who was still grinning like a Cheshire.
"Well," said Maka, "I guess I'll see you tomorrow." "Yes, tomorrow," responded Justin, who secretly wished that the moment could go on. And, suddenly, he came up with a way to make that happen.
The two were walking toward separate exits, when Justin muttered a short prayer, asking forgiveness for what he was about to do next, and said, "Maka?" "Yeah?" she said, turning to face him. She was shocked at what happened next; Justin kissed her, hard and fast, on the lips. She was surprised, but not angry. Actually, she couldn't have been happier. Her first kiss. And, though she didn't know it, his too.
Justin pulled away, and the moment ended all too quickly. "I'm sorry," he said in a rush, "I-I don't know what came over me, I-" Maka wrapped her arms around him and silenced him with another kiss.
When they finally (and reluctantly) separated, they stared into each other's eyes. It was, by far, a magical moment.
Maka smiled, "See you tomorrow?" Justin smiled back, and nodded, "Tomorrow." The two then went their separate ways, both eagerly awaiting the next day.
It was dark out when Maka got home. Soul was sitting lazily on the couch, drinking milk from the carton and watching TV while wearing a blue pair of boxers and a white T-shirt.
"Hey, Maka," he said when he heard her slam the door, "Where were you? Why were you gone so long? Did something happen?" Maka was grinning, "Yeah, something happened." "Well, what?" asked Soul, sounding annoyed.
Maka couldn't contain her excitement any longer. "I-got-a-date-and-my-first-kiss!" she yelled all in one breath. Soul, who had taken a sip of milk before she answered, sprayed the milk he was drinking when he heard that. "You what?" he yelled in shock,"With who?" Maka grinned, "Justin."
Soul nearly shit his pants. "Justin?" he shouted, "As in, the Death Scythe?" Maka, who was now grinning from ear to ear, nodded vigorously, "We have a date tomorrow night at 5:00!" Soul, who's brain was now overloaded, actually pissed his pants from shock. Then, his eyes rolled back into his head and he passed out in a dead-faint on the floor.
Maka watched him for a moment, and then skipped off to bed, too happy to be bothered with it.
But, before she could go to sleep, she had to plan for her date with Justin the next night. She could hardly wait.
Oh yeah! Awesomeness! This was the first time I ever wrote a kiss, so please don't be too harsh. Lol, Soul pissed himself and passed out in it! Ooooh, is he gonna wake up with a rash! Also, I'm going to make a second (and possibly a third) chapter. Whoo! Review please! Thankies!