Time of Dying

A/N - This is my first fanfic :O It's a part of my own original story, but I thought it would fit Soul and Maka. This is around the time they are fighting Asura and the witches. It's nothing like the actual ending of the anime. Soul, Maka, and Asura might be a little OCC...Sorry :(ALSO, sorry if a 'non-soul eater-character's name' is in the story. Arty, or Artemis would be Maka, and Blake would be Soul.

Anyway...Hope you Enjoy it....Oh, and it's based on the song Time of Dying by Three Days Grace

(POV of Soul)

So this is what it felt like to die. Precious memories flashing before my eyes. The chilly wind whispering into my ears. Soul. Wake up! Soul, wake up you idiot. I love you! Don't go! The comforting voices became cold. Hello Soul. From what I could comprehend, it was a female voice, but it sounded more like nails being scratched against a chalkboard. Welcome to hell. I hope you enjoy your stay. The voice broke into a malicious laugh. I screwed my eyes shut. How would my friends feel? Who would put up with Black Star, besides Tsubaki? How would I reach my goal of becoming a death scythe? What would Maka do? Maka…How would Maka feel?

I was immobile; my limbs were in so much agony, they were paralyzed. Life was too short. So many things I hadn't done. So many things I hadn't seen. I just needed one thing. Painfully, I opened one eye, and life flowed into me. There she was. Maka. Determination set in her face. Her long black jacket flowing. Long, slender legs ready to run in a moment's notice. She was looking at me, eyes full of concern, and then glanced the opposite direction; where the battle was raging on. I closed my eyes, satisfied. Now I could die.

But, before I knew it, she was rushing over to me. This is a dream! I explained to myself painfully. No way she'd ever ditch a battle! Not one this important! But, I WAS her weapon…Not much could be done without me…Meh, now I'm starting to sound like Black Star…

"Soul!" she cried, kneeling by my side.

"Hm?" I managed out miserably.

"What happened?!" she examined my broken body.

"Uh....the witches..."

She intertwined her fingers with mine, making me wince in pain.

"I'm dead....T-this is a dream" I groaned.

"No Soul! You're not going to die!" She ran her fingers lightly over the gashes on my arm and neck. Yup. This was a dream.

"Sorry Maka...." I tried to lift up my other hand, attempting to touch her face.

"Shut up! You're not dying! I won't let you!" Tears sprang to her eyes, "Here," she took off a bronze chain around her neck and pressed it into my hand.

"Maka, no! Your mom-" she cut me off

"It will protect you..."

I looked into her shining green eyes and saw something I had never seen before.

What was it though? My mind began to race. Worry? Kindness? Pain? Love? NO! Not possible! I mean yeah, she loved me like a brother, or a friend, but this was so intense, it scared me.

"Soul..." she moved closer, her voice so low, I could hardly hear her, "I love you..."

I stared at her as if she just told me that she was actually a dude in disguise, which would make me gay and 'uncool'.

"A dream...This is....dream....." I choked out.

"No....This is real. And you won't die. I won't let you"

She moved closer to kiss the only part of my face that wasn't completely cut up and bleeding; my lips. My skin tingled as her warm breath washed over my face. Just before her mouth met mine, a sinister voice crackled behind us. Maka spun around, her ash-blonde hair whipping me. It hurt more than it should have. Maybe because of the cuts. Or maybe that was just what rejection felt like. Her hand slid out of mine, as she faced the dark figure, radiating with hate. It was the Demon God himself, Asura.

"How sweet," he sneered.

Maka's fists tightened, and lunged at his throat. He easily side-stepped, and grabbed her by the hair.

"Do you really think you can kill me, little girl?" he snickered, holding her three feet above the ground.

She wildly kicked at him, managing to hit him square in the face with her heel.

"Oh you'll be sorry," he slowly raised his pointer finger to her forehead. As soon as his skin was in contact with hers, Maka went limp, her eyes wide and blank.

"No!" I choked, and tried to get up. There was a sharp pain in my ribs, and I slid down, grasping my abdomen, onto the cold stone floor, "Maka.."

Suddenly, she began to shriek, "NO! NO! STOP IT! NO!"

But Asura just laughed.

"Mama!" She yelled out helplessly, "DON'T KILL HER! NO!"

The screaming continued as I fell into darkness, the image my amazing partner fading away. But her blood chilling screams stayed in my head.

A/N- How was it? Sorry that it's short...REVIEW :D