Hey guys!
This is my first Fanfic… it's a Soma ( gotta love them Soma's ;) )
I do not own Soul Eater
"How is that possible?" Soul said, a single tear floating In mid air, as he hunched over on the hospital waiting room chair "FUCK!"
Let's rewind…. Perhaps a week…? Ya! That should be good. School finished for the year, Maka as usual, got highest in class, followed by Ox, who was livid. Soul and Maka returned to their apartment, to drop of their things, then they took the Harley and drove to kid's party. They had lots of food… but the next day is when it all started. Maka, had eaten something at the party, and was sick the next day, and the day after, and it went on for a week or so, before Soul took her to the hospital, she got weaker and weaker everyday.
"Soul, can I bother you?" She asked "Anything, what do you need?" He said, walking over to the couch, where she was watching Modern Family or something like that. He knelt down, on the floor by her head, "Can you read me a book?" Maka asked, as she weakly reached for the remote, her hands shaking. Soul wrapped his hand around hers, subconsciously taking the remote, and turning it off himself. The screen turned black, as he turned his head, "what book?" Soul asked, "how about the one you gave me for my birthday?" Maka said "you've read that one, a million times" He said, getting up. "Can you read me a book?" Maka asked, as she weakly reached for the remote, her hands shaking. Soul wrapped his hand around hers, subconsciously taking the remote, and turning it off himself. The screen turned black, as he turned his head, "what book?" Soul asked, "how about the one you gave me for my birthday?" Maka said "you've read that one, a million times" He said, getting up. Books lined the walls of her room, the one she wanted was on her bed, beside another book, it was open, and a pen was beside it. Soul, being Soul, sat down, and read the writing. Clearly this was her diary. It was dated a few days before the end of school.
Wow, I can't believe school is almost over! Summer is just around the corner. Next year, is our last at DWMA, I really hope I can make Soul a death scythe. I really want to still be his partner, even though he is a jerk sometimes. I wonder if he feels the same way, but, I don't only want to be his partner because I worked so hard to get him to this point, but also because, I think, I … love him?!
Oh wow! I had no idea Soul thought, he walked out of the room, and sat on the love seat, opening the book to the first page. He started to read, but soft snores distracted him, Maka was asleep.