Got bored .. so I started another fanfic .. uhh .. have no idea of i will continue this, but i aim to.
Maka slipped out of her clothes and pulled on her green pyjamas. She slid under her bed covers and closed her eyes. Then she opened them, and closed them again. She lay in bed wondering why she couldn't sleep. Then she realised she'd left the light on. She got out of bed and stepped over to the light switch and flicked it off. Then she got back into bed and closed her eyes again. She let out an uncomfortable sigh and opened her eyes once more.
Her eyes widened. Her pupils dilated. She tried to scream, but only a choke for air came out. Asura sat perched on the edge of her bed, hunched over with his hands brought in front of him. His mouth spread into a wide grin.
"We meet again," Asura smirked.
Maka slid the covers off of her and swung her legs forward. They hit him in the chest and he flew across the room and collapsed on top of her computer desk, the desk snapped in half in the process. Asura produced Vagra from his mouth and fired. Maka leapt off of the bed just as the blast hit the wall behind her, leaving a gaping hole.
"There's a perfectly good explanation for this," Asura smirked. "You're going mad."
She opened her mouth let loose an ear splitting scream.
Soul shot up and fell out of bed. He got up and ran out into the hall. Blair was already on the hall, looking around confusedly. Crona peered out from behind his doorway, with Ragnarok watching over his shoulder.
"It came from Maka's room," Soul muttered, before entering Maka's room.
Maka was huddled in a fetal position, still screaming and crying.
"Maka!" Soul rushed over and bent down beside her, taking her in his arms and hugging her.
She buried her face into his chest and cried.
"I saw him," she sobbed eventually. "I saw Asura."
"Maka, he's dead. Gone," Soul said, rubbing her back and comforting her.
Maka sobbed and looked over at the desk. It was no longer broken. The hole in the wall was gone too. Asura's words rung in her ears, "you're going mad."
She nodded.
"Yeah, I guess it was just a dream." Maka murmured.
She heaved herself up and got back into bed. Soul stood up and went to the door.
"Soul," Maka called after him, "don't leave me."
Soul turned back and sat on the edge of her bed. She sat up and watched him for a moment.
"Can I ask you something?" She asked.
"You just did," Soul smiled slightly, "but go ahead."
"Do you think I'm... mad?"
He pulled his legs up and lay down next to her, on top of the covers.
"No. Why?" He stared up at her quizzically.
"Never mind," she lay back down and closed her eyes.
The sound of the sun's laughter interrupted Maka's slumber. She rolled over and bumped into Soul. He opened his eyes slowly and looked at her.
"Sleep well?" He murmured.
She nodded slightly.
"Good, 'cause I'm sleeping in my own room tonight," he smiled.
Soul left so Maka could get dressed and met her downstairs. Crona was already up and he was eating some cereal in the living room. Blair was probably sleeping in. The three of them finished breakfast and left for the DWMA.
Uhh, yeah, byebye then.