"A mission?" The green eyes of the greenish haired girl looked at the Shinigami, her eyes full of question. Maka wheezed slightly when she talked. The white haired boy beside her sighed heavily and put his arms behind his back, acting through lazy desire. The pair was a good one, even if one half had a bad work ethic.
"Right!" Shinigami patted the Maka on the head gently and pushed her out of his room.
The pair obediently left and Maka looked down at the paper which crumpled slightly in her hand. "Oh…" Her eyes fell, "its so far away…" The girl with pigtails wasn't feeling up to a long adventure, she hadn't been feeling well lately. However she didn't tell Soul of her fever, in attempt to not let him down.
"Maka? What's wrong with that?" Soul turned his hard red eyes towards her with question.
"Oh, Nothing!" Maka put a dopey smile on her face a swung her arms behind her back. The girl couldn't help it though, she was sweating. It almost didn't feel like a normal cold, as though her blood where ice but her skin hot to the touch. Her head was a bit airy and she felt dizzy as well.
"Ooof!" Maka tripped over her own feet falling to the ground, arms barely blocking her fall. Her hands had a few scratches.
"Maka?!" Soul shock his head and offered his partner a hand back on her feet. "Be more careful", he said well pulling her off the ground. The girls head was spinning though, she felt limp, she couldn't stand. Soul held her from under the arm trying to support her weight.
"MAKA?" Soul yelled at the girl with pigtails who had passed out in his arms.
But Maka could only see the blackness of her closed eyelids.
Soul picked up the girl, running relentlessly to get to the infirmary. He had no clue what was wrong with her, he hadn't noticed that she was sick in the first place! "Why do you have to push yourself so much!" He yelled at the unconscious girl as he ran down the hallways. His foot steps ringing off the edges of the wall, filling the room with a sort of sad hollowness.
Flinging open the door to the infirmary the teen boy huffed and puffed, looking up his eyes were glad to see Medusa already in the room.
"Medusa-Sensei!" he yelled at her not desperately, "Maka just passed out! I don't know what happened!"
"Put her down on the bed immediately" The doctor replied firmly as Soul laid the limp body of Maka on the white bed closest to Medusa. The doctor wrapped her lanky fingers around the girls forehead, the action followed by a look of concern. Going immediately to the corner of the room she prepared an IV, "you had better leave Soul.." the teacher said well preparing the needle.
"I - I" The boy sputtered out. His behaviour was totally un cool, dropping his mouth he exited the room and shut the door behind him. He would do anything for her, but he couldn't do anything right now. So thus the youth stood in the empty hallway, alone with his thoughts.