Normal P.O.V:
Deadly emerald eyes snapped open with a vicious glint. She wiped at the blood that was dripping from the corner of her mouth with a haughty snort, she was in deep she knew that, there would be absolutely no turning back now. His eyes glinted back nearly drowning her in their bloodlust. She shivered lightly disgusted with her reaction to just his gaze, blood red eyes that were so similar and yet completely different. A sudden pang made her knees weak and he lunged not about to miss such a rare chance, a blade swung making contact with her stomach and sending her flying into the concrete wall behind her. Dust exploded from the crater that she had created as she slid to the ground coughing up blood that speckled the cobble stone street. Damn Soul. She wiped her mouth again furiously and standing up clenching her fists at her sides trying to decide what to do while dogging another blow. The monster before her was literally a manifestation of her worst nightmare. How was she supposed to fight her own weapon? Wait no…that wasn't right, this wasn't Soul. Was it? Ugh, she couldn't remember! She felt another blow land on her shoulder and it sent her reeling backwards landing hard on the ground. She panted dizzily, she couldn't keep this up much longer she had to find an opening. But what if it really was Soul? She couldn't hurt him, even if he had gone completely crazy! This Madness was too much for her to handle, why couldn't she just see the truth? Maka suddenly wanted to cry out in frustration, she hated this! She hated it so much! She just wanted Soul back; she didn't care if he was crazy from Madness. She wanted to scream at him, to stop being such an idiot but the words were caught in her throat as she felt something pierce through her being. Shocked she looked down, red and black glinted back maliciously at her before being ripped away leaving her to fall back to earth. She gasped as she hit the ground with a broken thump, clutching at the gaping wound in her stomach before looking up. She couldn't see Soul's expression behind the barrier of snow white hair now stained red with blood, her blood. Maka gasped choking on everything, this was just too much. She was being slaughtered by her own weapon, her best friend and the person that she was sure she…loved. Even now as she tried to dig her fingernails into the life that was slipping away from her she couldn't find it in herself to blame him. Damn this Madness.
"S-soul." She finally managed to choke out coughing violently. "Plea-please stop this! Please c-come – Maka's eyes widened in horror as she bent forward unwillingly panting from the onslaught of pain – back!" She managed to whisper as she gazed back up at him her eyes glazing over with death and agony as tears slipped down her cheeks.
"I love you Soul." Maka said using the last of her strength. "Never forget that." Her eyes stared at him blankly for a moment before she crashed to the ground, a mocking splash echoing through the streets as she collapsed into a pool of her own crimson blood. The crimson reflected the wicked moon that looked unusual, it would take a moment but soon you would realize that no blood dripped from its mouth, enough blood had been spilled that night. Suddenly the pictured tilted sickeningly as the weight of the truth crashed down around them and something drastic changed, and that thing was Soul.
Souls P.O.V:
The red faded from my vision as a sharp scent of copper assaulted my nose. I trembled slightly as my arm transformed back to its human shape and my mind cleared of the smothering darkness, the blinding anger ebbed away and was replaced by a unexplainable sense of dread and fear. I shook my head trying to clear it as I took an uneasy step backwards and looked up for the first time taking in the destruction around me. Had I done this? Suddenly the burning scent of copper and rust slammed into me with full force and I covered my mouth and nose before looking down at the ground in front of me. The sight made the world tilt sickeningly as I crumbled to the ground unable to stand anymore. Maka lay twisted before me in a shimmering almost black pool of blood that seeped from a large and ragged looking gash in her stomach. Her eyes started at nothingness as death glazed them over her lips parted in a twisted smile her hair matted to her nearly translucent skin with drying blood. I felt like I was about to be sick, Maka my Miester, my very best friend was…dead. Feeling tears burn my skin as they slipped past my eyes I dropped my head in defeat wailing out my agony, I didn't care how uncool it sounded. That's when I noticed the blood that coated my right arm up to my elbow and I suddenly scrambled backwards as if I could escape the sight this way. Horrified I looked from my blood crusted arm to Maka's lifeless body and suddenly cold realization smacked me in the face with a force that made me crumble once again. This was my fault. I had killed her. I had killed Maka! I screamed in horror at this realization the tears blinding me vision as I cried brokenly. Suddenly I heard something move and the sound of water dripping. Slowly I looked up before I choked on my horror. Maka was sitting up but her eyes were still blank. Blood dripped from every part of her body, she was even crying blood. I couldn't move I was frozen with fear. Maka stood up uneasily and walked slowly towards me stopping only when she was hovering over me. Blood dripped off of her and splattered all over me making me flinch.
"Soul." Maka said, her voice sounded like fingernails being dragged along a chalk board to me. "Why did you kill me Soul?" I jerked looking up at her in horror.
"No!" Soul cried. "I…I didn't mean to! It wasn't me Maka! Please!"
"Then why are you covered in my blood?" Maka asked more tears splattering onto my face. I looked down horrified to see the blood extending up my arm to cover me. Panicked I tried to wipe the blood away but it sunk into my skin, staining it. I looked up panicked just in time to see Maka turn completely into a wave of blood before crashing down on me. I struggled to scream as blood filled my lungs, my eyes and my nose. I tried to break the surface but I couldn't move under the weight of my guilt, I deserved to drown. I was horrified; I'd killed my own Miester, I'd killed Maka! How could I have done that? What the fuck was wrong with me! I was supposed to protect her no matter what but instead I'd…I couldn't finish as I saw Maka's form floating in the sea of blood before me. She looked just like she always had, very much alive. Panicked I tried to swim towards her choking on blood but as I neared her eyed fluttered open. I froze watching her as her perfect pink lips parted to ask a simple question. Her emerald eyes were saturated with agony.
"Why?" Was the only word that slipped past her perfect lips.
I felt the blood crush me as I fell into the blackness. I screamed as I fell. Suddenly I shot up right and looked around my chest heaving. Sweat beaded all over my body and my hair was plastered to my forehead as I looked down at my hands in panic. They were completely blood free; I looked around once again shakily. I was back in my own room; it had all just been a sick nightmare. My eyes darted to the clock by my bed that flashed 3 AM, I let my breathing slow but my fingers wouldn't release their grasp on my black comforter. The red silk sheets that had tangled themselves around my body reminded him far to much of the blood in my dream and with a strangled cry I shoved them away from my body as I leapt off of his bed landing on my ass. I groaned as I sat on the floor for a moment realizing that I was acting like a little kid. I shivered as I recalled my nightmare and shook my head sharply to try and dislodge it from my memory. I had every right to be freaked out that dream had been terrifying! Suddenly my thoughts raced to Maka, jumping up I nearly knocked my door down as I tried to open it. I had to see that Maka was alright, I had to be sure. Dashing down the hall to her bedroom I didn't waste any time ripping her bed room door open not caring if it woke her up. I stumbled into her room almost drunkenly and stopped at the side of her bed. Maka was fast asleep under her purple floral comforter her chest rising and falling gently as she slept on peacefully. I felt my knees go weak and I collapsed at the edge of her bed weak with relief. I was glad that my screaming hadn't woken her; I wasn't really sure what I would have done if it had. I flinched as Maka rolled over in her sleep and mumbled something before looking distressed. Her sadness hit me like a ton of bricks and I reached out without really thinking to smooth out the rigid lines of her eyebrows as they puckered. Sighing when they relaxed under my touch, she gave a tiny smile but remained asleep. Suddenly I realized the position I was in and jerked my hand away cheeks turning red with embarrassment. I stood up abruptly and turned away hurrying out of my partner's room before I could be caught. I was sure if she woke up and saw me that there would be a Maka chop with my name all over it. I grumbled at the thought before returning to my own room and flopping onto my bed before scowling at the offending red sheets, they still were bugging me too much for me to sleep with them. Feeling stupid but too tired to care I grabbed my comforter and went downstairs to sleep on the couch. I plopped down onto it only to jump back up as I sat down on something. Under me Blaire squealed before hissing at me and leaping off of the couch and trotting towards the stairs irritably. She would probably go sleep with Maka now and for a moment I felt a jab of ridiculous envy. I quickly shrugged it off though, the feeling making me uncomfortable before I sat down again, as I laid down on the worm leather couch the chilliness seeped through my skin and made ms shiver but I wrapped myself up in my comforter and drifted off into sleep. As my eyes slid shut I prayed that I wouldn't dream.
Maka's P.O.V:
Suddenly I felt something jump up on my bed and it startled me awake. Looking around I rubbed the sleep from my eyes searching for the intruder that had woken me from a particularly nice sleep. My eyes fell on the purple cat curled up by my feet, Blaire. I sighed and nudged the purple bundle; tiredly Blaire turned and looked at me.
"What are you doing up here?" I asked agitatedly. "Weren't you sleeping downstairs?"
"Well I was!" Blaire mewed back irritated. "Until Soul came down and sat on me!" Maka felt her eye brows arch.
"Soul did?" She asked. "What was he doing downstairs?"
"I dunno, but he had hid comforter maybe it was too hot in his room or something." Blaire yawned before curling back up. "Night."
"Night." I mumbled before slipping out of my bed and headed towards my bedroom door forgetting my slippers. I slipped downstairs quietly shivering slightly as my feet touched the cold wood floor and cursing silently for forgetting my slippers. Quietly I tip toed over to Soul who shivered in his sleep, I hovered over him concern written all over my usual passive face. Glancing up at the thermostat I walked over to it turning it up to 70, it was fall after all and it was much colder downstairs than it was in their rooms. Walking back past the couch I stopped to look back at my distressed looking scythe. I thought for a moment before hurrying upstairs and coming back down dragging my favorite knitted purple blanket that my mom had given me when I was a little girl. Pulling back the comforter from Soul's sleeping form I placed the blanket over him, freezing when he suddenly gave a tiny whimper reaching out for the comforter. I suppressed a giggle at the noise as I reached back to pull the comforter back over him. Satisfied that he looked much warmer I rubbed her hands together the cold finally seeping into my bones and making me shiver when suddenly Soul rolled over in his sleep and his arms left their place from behind her head and instead wound themselves around my waist. I squeaked as I felt him tugging me down to the couch in one swift movement. Damn! Even in his sleep he was stronger than I was. I now found myself half sitting half lying on the couch next to my now peacefully sleeping scythe. I watched his face for a moment almost giving in and just laying there with him, it was rare that I saw him with such an expression. I suddenly realized that it wasn't often that I saw Soul happy, really happy. A sudden pang made my hand fly to her chest in surprise that had never happened before. I sighed my head tilting back as I stared at the blank ceiling wondering why being so close to him made me so warm. I shook her head, of course I was warm, Soul was radiating heat! I laughed softly and the sound made Soul pull her closer to him relishing in the warmth. He'd never been so warm before in his life. I sighed absentmindedly running my fingers through Soul's unruly white hair pushing it away from his sleeping face. How I adored this sleeping boy, even though I'd never admit it.
Soul's P.O.V:
I'd never been so warm before in my life. I'd been floating along in the darkness not really dreaming grateful that I wasn't having that god awful nightmare but wishing for the certain warmth a dream brought. I'd been thinking about this when suddenly it got very cold before it got much warmer, I felt like I was being wrapped in the warmth that hadn't been there before. I sighed content that my wish had been granted when suddenly something much warmer floated past me and instinctively I reached out and grabbed onto it holding to myself. I thought it was awfully funny when this new warmth squeaked when I grabbing onto it and thought absent mindedly that it sounded a lot like Maka. I smiled at that thought clutching the warmth tighter not wanting to let go, it was like I was being comforted by this warmth. Something I had missed in my child hood. Ever so gently I felt the warmth seeping into me more, it seemed to run through my hair like slender fingers, the feeling was fantastic and I found myself leaning into it not wanting it to stop. The sensations suddenly had my mind back tracking to my Miester and I sighed contently, when suddenly I swore that I heard her giggle. Surprised I tiredly cracked my right eye open and tried not to yell in surprise. I was still downstairs on the couch but now with a much warmer purple blanket that smelled deliciously of Maka and Maka herself. I opened my other eye and watched her profile as she stared absent mindedly out a window as her fingers continued to play in my hair making shivers run up the scythes spine. She was humming a soft melody that I recognized as the song I'd played for her the first time we met. I was surprised that she still remembered it so well and smiled content that she had. I watched her for a moment before I suddenly craved more of her warmth and unconsciously pulled her closer so that she was pressed up against my stomach and she turned in surprise just as I shut my eyes pretending to be asleep. Maka seemed to think for a moment before she leaned into me and gave a tiny defeated sigh; I thought it was the most beautiful sound in the world. I liked getting my way, very much like a spoiled child. In fact Maka had called me a brat on several occasions, remembering this made me chuckle and I felt Maka shift in my arms sharply obviously thinking she had been caught as her fingers froze in my hair. This almost made me growl in frustration. For a moment I considered letting her know that I was awake just so I could see her reaction but then I realized that she would probably leave after that and I didn't want that so I remained silent. After a few more minuets I felt myself starting to drift back into sleep but I was afraid that Maka would leave, I had to find some way to make her lay down and stay with me. This last thought made heat creep into my cheeks as I realized that it probably wouldn't be considered normal for a Miester and her weapon to sleep together but the idea of letting Maka go now made me gnash my teeth together. Getting ready for any reaction I pulled Maka towards me with all my might feeling her crash to me easily. She gasped in surprise and seemed to panic for a moment but I kept my grip on her easily, quietly mumbling her name as if to reassure her. Maka seemed to freeze for a moment before slowly letting herself relax into him. I felt almost giddy that I was getting my way and sighed contently into her hair inhaling her scent of lavender and honey. The only scent that always soothed my soul, the only person that could ever get so close to me. Maka shivered delicately and I realized that she must be cold without any blankets and carefully I pulled her under the covers with me finally being able to feel her warmth pressed up against myself with out anything in the way. I paused for a moment rethinking that, no it would be much better if they were naked, then I could really appreciate her warmth. I smirked to myself as I carefully wound myself around Maka and heard her give a little squeak of surprise. Oh how I adored this girl, not that I could ever acknowledge that when I was awake. Lost in thought it caught me off guard when Maka snuggled back into me her back pressed up against every part of my chest as my arms found their home around her waist and pulled her fully to me sighing contently into her hair. Maka mumbled something unintelligible before drifting off into sleep as I quickly followed after her, feeling happier than I had in a long, long time. For once my dreams were pleasant.