Disclaimer: I don't own Soul Eater, but that would be so cool if I did!
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The next day, Tsubaki took Maka to the DWMA's hospital where the more seriously injured students are kept. Tsubaki led Maka through the hallways until they finally made their way into Soul's hospital room. Tsubaki stood in the hallway and let Maka have time alone with Soul.
Maka walked over to the hospital bed where Soul lay. One of his wrists was hooked up to and IV and there was a strip of bandages going across his exposed chest to cover the wound. Tears started to spill out of Maka's eyes. This is my fault, Maka thought. It should be me in that hospital bed, not Soul.
Maka closed her eyes to try to fight back the tears. One of her hands was over her heart while the other one laced its fingers with Soul's hand. Her eyes flew open as Dr. Stein came into the room.
"Hello, Maka. How are you doing?" Dr. Stein said.
"Hi, Dr. Stein. I'm doing fine," Maka replied halfheartedly.
"Your soul wavelength says otherwise. Maka, I want you to sit down," Dr. Stein motioned to a chair by the hospital bed while he swung around a wheeled chair and sat on it backwards like he usually does. "I understand that you're attached to Soul; You're his partner. So I wanted to run this by you.
"I think I've found a surgery to fix Soul. There are two possible outcomes of the surgery," Maka nodded. "It could work fine and he'll make a good recovery, or it could tear his soul to shreds and destroy him from the inside out. It's about a fifty-fifty chance for each outcome. I was wondering if you wanted me to go through with this."
"Is this truly the only option?" Maka asked, her voice was barely over a whisper.
"The way I'm looking at it now, yes. I can't see any other option."
Maka looked at how her life has been since Soul was hurt. She thought that surely she couldn't continue to live like this. Her weak voice broke through the brief silence.
"I want you to go through with it."
Author's Note: I'm writing a lot, so please review and tell me if I should continue.
