Excalibur Strikes Again
A/N: This is an incredibly stupid oneshot that I wrote at midnight while facetiming a friend. It's dumb but I had the idea so I had to write it. Enjoy and sorry for the stupidity factor. Next oneshot will be Medusa and Stein.
'It's all my fault,' Maka thinks to herself as she sits on the edge of Soul's hospital scar is covered by only a sheet. 'He got hurt because I was an idiot. He's the most dedicated weapon I could ever have and he's always getting hurt because of me.' "It's my fault," she whispers into the open.
"No it's not," Soul's voice emerges from his unconscious body, his eyes still closed. "Stop blaming yourself, Maka. This happened because of me, only because of me."
"You were protecting me. I made a mistake; we never should have gone into that building." A single tear falls down her face and lands on the back of her clenched hand. Soul's eyes slowly open; he grabs her fist and loosens it to grasp her hand.
"You didn't make a mistake, I did. It doesn't matter anyway, with a story like this I'll be the coolest guy at the academy. I only wish the scar was bigger so I had more to show off."
Maka lets a small laugh escape her lips and replies, "If anything else happened you'd be dead. You're lucky Stein came and saved you. And if you had died...I...I..." Her voice cracks and she stops trying to finish her sentence.
"I know, if you died I would've gone mad, too."
"Really?" Her voice is small and weak.
He grins, showing half his white spiked teeth. "'Course." She looks up from their entwined hands and meets his eyes.
"Thanks. If you're okay, I think I'll go home now. I have a lot of homework." Maka lies as she releases her hand from his and turns to leave.
"Maka." Soul calls after her wanting her to come back.
She turns back to him and Soul grabs her wrist, sitting up and pulling her close. So close that if either of them moved their lips would meet. "I love you, Maka." Soul whispers, she whispers the same back and just as their lips are about to meet, they hear the curtain to the "room" slide open. An annoying and unnatural voice emerges.
"Fools!" It shouts at them. Maka and Soul pull away, keeping their hands locked as Soul turns onto a scythe, the blade slightly crooked due to him not being fully healed. Maka swings the blade onto the unsuspecting Excalibur and splits him in two. You could practically hear the cheers coming from students' mouths as Soul turned back into his human form and lazily sat back on his bed. Maka walked back over to him and grabbed his hand. Together they watched in happiness as Excalibur slowly bled to death, muttering about tea.