AN: Hey this is only my third story, so go easy on me! This is a oneshot, but if you want more than I'll write more! I hope the characters don't sound to OC-ish! Sry for bad Summery too! BTW My Inspiration was Time of Dying by Three Days Grace I OWN NOTHING

Soul woke up tired. At 3 in the morning he had been woken up by Maka. She told him she had to go out and wouldn't be back until lunch. He lazily got up and made himself a bowl of cereal. But before he could take a bite the phone rang. He picked it up and answered it. "Hello?"

"Hey Soul," Tsubaki answered.

"Hey if you want to talk to Maka she's not here right now."

"That's what I wanted to talk to you about. Kid and Blackstar both left last night. I wanted ask if Maka left too, but I guess she did," Tsubaki told Soul.

"Well did they ever come back?" Soul asked nervously. If they hadn't they were probably with Maka and she would be safe.

"Ya. Blackstar came back a couple hours ago beat-up. He fell asleep though. Kid also went home. Liz called saying Kid wouldn't stop freaking out about how he and riped his coat and it wasn't symmetrical. Are you OK?" Tsubaki asked Soul. He was freaking out. Kid and Blackstar had both come home, but where was Maka? She couldn't fight by herself and with the Kishin on the lose... He couldn't bring himself to think of it. "Hello?"

"Oh sorry. I have to go now."

"Well O-," Tsubaki couldn't finish before Soul had dropped the phone. He ran to his room and checked the clock. 5:00 PM, Maka wasn't one to be late. Soul threw on some clothes before running outside to begin his search.

(AN: The next paragraphs are going to be what happened the night before with Maka)

Maka knocked on Souls door. "What?" Soul said groggily.

"Oh, I'm...ah...going out!"

"Well you can do what ever you want so why are you telling me, and WHY at 3:00 AM!" Soul said back angrily. Maka could see how tired Soul was. He was just being cranky.

"I just wanted to tell you I wouldn't be back until lunch," Maka replied.

"OK"

"Bye," Maka said before closing the door. Blackstar had called earlier boasting about how he was going to kill the Kishin with his own hands. Maka knew that he was going to get himself killed if he went alone. She was going to ask Soul if he would come with her, but he seemed tired and cranky. She didn't want to disturb him. Maka walked then went to the front door and ventured into town. Maka didn't have to walk far before she saw an explosion a couple of blocks away.

By time she got to the site of the explosion Blackstar was gravely hurt. "Blackstar!" Maka looked over to see Kid. Blackstar must have called him too. Kid without warning, charged the Kishin. He was not match for him though and got blasted back. "Kid!" Maka called. Kid emerged unharmed, except that the corner of his coat had a small rip in it. Oh brother, Maka thought. And even though the situation was serious he ran away screaming about symmetry. Now it was Maka's turn she was scared, but she ran head on. She punch him. Her attack did almost no damage, but she still went to try again. This time though, the Kisihin was ready. Maka was blasted back with incredible looked over the broken body of his newest victim. He smiled before leaving.

Maka could not move. She was paralyzed with pain. She could see an ever growing pool of blood next to her. My own blood, Maka thought. Maka laid there for what felt like hours. She would not die though. She would stay alive for as long as it takes. Please come soon, she thought, please Soul... And with that she allowed the darkness of unconsciousness to consume her.

"MAKA!" Soul cried. He was running around the city trying to find her. He turned a corner. That's when he saw her. Maka. Tears swelled in his eyes. Maka was there, but her motionless body was surrounded by blood. Soul ran to her. He gently placed her head in his lap. He flinched as the blood soaked his pants. "Maka. Maka wake up."

"Soul" Soul instantly was relieved. Maka was alive. "I knew you'd come," she said weakly. She then coughed up some blood.

"Don't speak. You've already lost a lot of blood," Soul told Maka.

"Soul it's no use. I'm going to die."

"Don't talk that way your going to be fine," Soul said. He knew she was right, but didn't want to acknowledge it.

"Soul..."

"I SAID YOU'LL BE FINE!" Soul didn't cry a lot, but a pool of his tears started to mix with Maka's blood.

"Soul I already told you. It's no use. I just need to tell you something first." Soul looked down at Maka. "I love you." Then Maka smiled, and closed her eyes for the final time.

"Maka," Soul looked down at her serene face. "Maka," more tears rolled down his face. "MAKA!"