Maka's POV

I paced back and forth, waiting for someone to come out and tell me what's going on—No. I don't want that, I want them to come out and tell me that Soul is okay. I need to know he's okay.

This is all my fault. He did that for me and now he could be dead. No, this isn't happening. I tried to keep myself from crying as I continued to pace. They told me I should leave and they will call me when they have anything they can tell me, but I wasn't going to leave this spot until I knew Soul was okay. Until I have seen that Soul is okay, I am staying right here.

Soul is my best friend—well to me he's more than just my partner or my friend. Soul and I have been together for so long and if he dies, I don't know what I'm going to do.

Soul is going to be okay. He has to be okay.

I tell myself that to keep from falling apart with each second I spend not knowing. Every second I spend pacing and waiting for some—any—information.

I look up, hopefully on the verge of tears when I see Dr. Stein. Please let Soul be okay. Please let Soul be okay. Please let Soul be okay.

"Soul's going to be okay." Dr. Stein tells me. Oh thank god—I feel like the world is no longer on my shoulders—as if it were going to destroy me if I got the opposite answer.

"Can I see him?" I asked—I hoped I could. I needed to see him. I needed to see for myself that he was alright.

"He needs to rest now, but you can go in if you like." He tells me and I nod as I slowly walk into the room and see him asleep in the bed. I stop myself from touching him in any sort of way. I have to let him rest. I sigh and grin a bit as I see that he is breathing.

He's going to be okay. Soul is going to be okay.

I know for one thing I am never letting something like this happen to Soul ever again. I feel like crying again and when I feel them well up in my eyes and start to fall down my cheeks, I quickly wipe them away. He's okay—I remind myself. He's okay. And this was never going to happen again. I can't lose him.

I stay there all night—didn't sleep much because I don't want to miss him waking up. I don't know what time it is when he finally started to open his eyes.

"Soul." I said.

"Maka." He says.

"I'm so happy you're alright."

"Me too." He replied and I roll my eyes.

"I thought I was going to lose you."

"You're never going to lose me, Maka." Soul tells me—like he knows for sure that it's something he can control and that he knows for sure. He frowns and then I realize I started to cry again. "Maka—"

"I thought I was going to lose you!" I cried.

"I had to protect you." Soul says, but I didn't care.

"I couldn't live with myself if you died."

"You could have gotten another weapon—I would have been nothing if you died instead." Soul said.

"I don't care about any of this, Soul! I don't want another! I love you!" I screamed and I covered my mouth when I realized what I had said. I turned away from him. God, I'm so stupid. I almost get him killed and now I just told him that. Great, what else could I screw up today? I looked back at him as I felt him touch my hand.

"I love you too, Maka." He said and I felt like I could cry again. "Don't worry, you're never going to lose me."

"And you're never going to lose me." I promised after he did the same. I then leaned in and kissed him.

Currently watching Soul Eater thanks to my friends getting me into it. Now here's my first fanfic! :) Maka and Soul is my OTP and I thought I would do a sort of AU.

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