Marie Screams

I do not own Soul Eater.
Although I wish I did.

This will be my first SteinXMarie oneshot!
Please show your support! I love this couple! ^_^v

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I am sitting in a bench on this dark corridor.
There are just a few light bulbs turned on but I don't care.

Why am I not in my laboratory?
Where is the computer?
Where are my papers?

My head turns around and I see the white tiles of the floor on each side.
Why am I in this corridor again?

Is it something about the room behind me?
What's inside the room?
I want to see what's inside.
Let me in already.

Then I remember.
I am in a hospital.
Behind me is one of its rooms.

Suddenly, I hear someone screaming.
Marie.

I have brought her to this hospital because she was having internally pain.
Now I remember.

I had offered to help her with my scalpels and my other tools but she had rejected me.
I saw it as foolish but I still had to take her to an official doctor.

Why was she having pain again?
Oh, I want to know.
What's wrong with me getting so giddy?
Why am I giddy right now?

All I'm doing is waiting.
Waiting for Marie to come out safe.

I have done nothing wrong.
I was just with her in my laboratory.
She was sipping her coffee and she was humming childish tunes.

While I was typing in my computer.
About the school papers or my experiments and researches.

There was nothing wrong in the situation but it became wrong.
Marie seemed to be dizzy in her seat, with her head slowly lolling to different sides every once in a while.

Naturally, I became worried for my specimen, no, house mate.
Maybe friend or a close friend, whatever the case.

When I came to her, Marie was obviously trying to smile, to assure me.
As a Professor, I easily knew that she was hurting inside.
I wondered what the case was.

I had never seen Marie this hurt.
But she didn't seem to be just trying to be happy.
She was happy, I realized.

Stupid.
SO what's the use of this hospital again?
Back to reality.

Why is my heart pumping this way?
Am I excited? Happy? Mad?
Why do I feel like I'm caring about Marie too much now?

Am I doing the right thing?
Waiting and doing nothing else?

That is just strange.
This is not me.
So am I changing?

I lick my dry lips and feel my saliva.
Why am I also nervous and disturbed?
What is happening to me?

Is Marie going to be okay?
The doctors, the nurses, what are they doing to her?
Maybe I should check?
I am a Professor, after all.

Is there going to be a surprise?
Perhaps it is a surprise after all?

Is Marie going to be dead?
Why did I think about it?
I am not about to think of dissecting a dead body.

I am just addled, perhaps.
I'm getting crazy.
Over this little thing.

The doctors had said that it isn't a little thing.
But my reaction to their words was blank.
Perhaps, I have blank expectations.

I hear Marie screaming again.
Why am I enjoying every moment of it?
I don't know why.

Maybe something is going to happen.
It's coming near, isn't it?

Let me think of my name.
Oh, a name.
Why?

I am going to be a father.

I hope Marie gets that hell of a baby out quickly.
Hehehe…

I am so happy.
I feel like my grin isn't enough.

What is this?