Author's note: Here is a little one shot about Soul and Maka's relationship and what a wonderful team they are! Hope you like it.
Soul is my weapon, my partner, my room mate, my friend, and very often my protector. It's that last one that has lead us to the infirmary once again. Soul has a bad habit of trying to protect me, he says it's his job as my weapon. But where does it end?
"Is he going to be ok?" I ask Nygus when she finally comes out of the infirmary. "Is Soul all right?"
Nygus pauses and sighs "We aren't sure yet. He took a hard blow and with Dr. Stein away... We are doing the best we can"
It's my fault! He was shielding me, just like always. Soul always ends up hurt when he is protecting me. He should have stayed back! Instead he threw himself between me and the bus.
"Can I do anything?" I beg "I have to help him"
Nygus looks down the hall before sighing and holding the door open "talk to him."
"Talk to him?" I ask.
"He went down for you and my bet is he'll pull himself up for you as well" Nygus explains "The connection between a weapon and it's mister is incredibly strong and you two have strong bond, if he doesn't wake up for you then I'm out of ideas"
I blush as I slip through the door. The air is stolen from my lungs when I see him so bloody and bruised. Embarrassment forgotten, I dart to his side and lay a gentle hand on his face.
"Soul, you need to wake up" I whisper "Nygus says it's up to you... They can't wake you up..."
He doesn't react.
"Give him some time to heal before expecting him to jump up" Marie says from behind me.
I jump and trip over my own feet, I hit the other bed with my head on the way down. Ms. Marie rushes to my side, hands fluttering about worriedly.
"Oh my gosh! Maka I am so sorry! Are you ok?" Ms. Marie asks.
"Yeah" I rub my head "Just a bump, I'll be fine"
I notice Soul's hand twitch and I leap to my feet injury forgotten.
"What is it?" Ms. Marie asks.
"Soul moved"
"Really?" She studies him for a moment "Well he isn't moving now, I'll mention it to Nygus when she comes back"
Ms. Marie stays a while longer before clearing her throat and making an exit.
"I'll leave you to it then" she says in a cheerful and slightly uncomfortable voice.
"You know how to clear a room" Soul's voice says in my head.
"Soul!"
"Hey Maka, are you ok?" He asks.
"Am I ok? You got hit by a bus!" I scream in my head.
"Yeah, well that happens sometimes."
"Only if you jump in front of one" I growl.
"It wouldn't be very cool of me to let my mister get plowed down by a bus" he sounds so non-chalet and it's making me angry.
"Quit being so calm!" I shout.
"Maka relax." He commands "I am fine, I'll heal and be back on my feet in no time"
His finger twitches again and I grab his hand in a gentle grasp.
"There you go, just breath" he says happily "So were you hurt?" He asks again.
"No you threw me clear of the bus... You were the only one hurt"
"Maka, I'm fine. It's my job to protect my mister" He says for the hundredth time.
"No! No you don't get to say that!" I snap.
He is being way to flippant about his own life. I don't think he has a death wish but when it comes to me he is dangerously self sacrificing.
"Maka-"
"No Soul! You can't keep throwing yourself into danger and saying 'it's my job'. It isn't your job!"
"Yes Maka it is! You are my mister and I am you weapon!" He snaps back equally as angry.
"Besides" he says calmer "it isn't the worst thing that's happened to me, I did get hit by a Kishin once" his mental smirk is almost tangible.
"You are such an idiot sometimes" I huff "I am mad about you jumping into danger and you bring up one of the worst ones?"
"Maka, I will always do what I gotta do to protect you. You are too important to risk"
"I'm not that important-"
"I don't see anyone else defeating a Kishin on their own, do you?" He has pride in his voice "Maka Albarn, you are the bravest girl I know. Very probably the bravest girl alive! As your weapon, I will do whatever is necessary to keep you that way"
I am left speechless. A lot of people treat me differently now that I defeated the Kishin, but I didn't realize it was because they thought I was something special.
"Right now I don't care about how special I am!" I growl.
"Huh?"
"The only thing I care about is you getting better, I want you back at my side" My tone leaves no room for argument. "Soul Evans you'd better focus on getting well fast or there will be consequences!"
"Maka, if I'm willing to die for you then I am certainly willing to live for you" He says as his hand grips mine back.
"This... fast enough...for you?" He grits out.
I throw my arms around his shoulders and he returns the embrace. We sit there in silence, hugging and proving to ourselves that the other is ok.
"So... Does this mean your making dinner tonight?" Soul asks with his smirk.
"If you come home tonight... I will make dinner for a week" I promise.
End notes: I actually wrote this a year or so ago, but I'm finally ready to post it.