Maka paced down the hallways, looking at her shoes. Tears were slowly forming in her eyes. Thoughts were racing through her mind, thoughts of confusion, worry. Why am I so weak? It's all because of me that this happened! How did it happen in the first place? I hope he's going to be okay. Tears were now falling onto the floor, one by one. Maka clapped her hands over her face.
" Uh, Maka?" Someone called. Maka, without looking, ignored the comment.
" Maka? I heard about what happened," the voice said. Maka could her the person's footsteps nearing to her. Maka sat down on the nearest chair, not revealing her eyes.
" There there, I know, this is hard for you," The voice cooed. Maka cringed. What did you think? She thought. " If it were Blackstar who had gotten hurt, I would've been in the same state you are," Tsubaki added, Well, maybe slightly less sad… she thought to herself.
" You just don't get it, Tsubaki! It's my fault that he's injured, my fault that the Black blood could get to him in the first place, it's my fault that the kishin egg attacked him!" She yelled. Tsubaki patted Maka's back.
" Maka, don't be so hard on yourself! The kishin egg was probably too fast for you to help Soul, anyways… look, I know it's hard to see the ones that we love sick," Tsubaki replied, trying to comfort Maka. Maka looked up at Tsubaki, her face beet red.
" E-eh?! I don't love Soul!" She yelled, giving Tsubaki the I don't feel that way about Soul! look, as well as the Shut… up… now… look. Tsubaki simply giggled, much to Maka's displeasure.
" Well, I was going to say that I didn't mean it in that way, but then again, you're blushing…" She giggled. Maka glared at her.
" It's not like that!" She screamed. People turned heads to look at her, often scared off by Maka scowling at them.
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The kishin egg swung his hand at Maka, who quickly used her scythe to defend.
" Soul! Let's go!" Maka yelled, dodging the claw. She waited for a 'Yeah,' or a 'got it'. A simple 'right,' wouldn't kill. Maka tried again." Soul! Let's resonate!" Maka yelled. Once again, there was pure and utter silence from the sycthe. The kishin egg ran towards them. Maka looked at the weapons eye, and noticed it was closed. She groaned. Oh, great, he's sleeping. Way to leave me in the dust Soul, I'm not the only one who has to do this. The kishin neared and neared, swinging his arm, trying to push Maka to the ground. Maka jumped backwards, sweating, her eyes wide. Shewas trying to avoid the blood from the previous victim of the kishin. " Soul! Wake up, we have to-" She saw liquid trickling down the sycthe. Black liquid. Black blood. Maka shrieked. The sycthe in her hand became holigram like, the blue wavelegnth leaving the form of the sycthe and welcoming the from of a unconscious human body. Soul's body. Maka gasped, realizing what had happened. But before she could help, the kishin egg jumped next to the unconscious Soul, and whipped his claws through him. All Maka could see was Blood. Black Blood.
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" Tsubaki and Maka, you may come in now." The professor said, opening the door. Maka, looking down, got out of her seat and quickly walked through. Tsubaki followed. " You two have been here a while, haven't you?" Stein chuckled. Tsubaki waved her hand, gesturing him to stop.
" Maka hasn't really been in… a good mood lately, so that's kind of a sensetive topic right now," She whispered to him. Stein nodded.
" You're here to see Soul Eater Evans, yes. Now follow me." Stein assured himself. Who'd he think we were here to see, huh? She thought, angrilly. Stein opened a curtain, revealing Soul. Maka stopped cold. She began to tear up. She looked at the professor wide eyed.
" He-he's going to be alright?" She asked. Stein smiled, ruffling her hair.
" He's fine, just tired. The operations over, I'll let you sit here for a while." He told her, opening the curtain, then closing it to exit. Maka sat down, remembering the kishin clawing Soul. That should've been me. It should've been me who got hurt by Crona. Her hands were drenched with tears. Tsubaki looked over at her, remembering the last time Maka was like that. Then she remembered how Blackstar barged in. Oh, no, he'll have to hear about it sooner or later, hopefully not today, Tsubaki thought, smiling.
" I'm gonna go now," Tsubaki said, going through the curtain and waving. Maka didn't budge. It was me who caused it all. Soul may be doing his job, but hes getting hurt… because I'm weak. I need to protect him. Even if it isn't my job as a meister, I owe Soul. I'll get stronger- no, braver.