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Medusa had explained back in Death City, that she wanted revenge on Soul's family and in order to get it she needed them to capture Soul and hold him hostage until she gave them the next order on what to do. After arriving in Manhattan, they had followed Soul to a party that was being held by his parents, but before the party was over he'd rushed off on his motorcycle and got into a car crash because the idiot was driving recklessly.
She'd had Black Star call the ambulance and they had followed the ambulance to the hospital. Black Star broke into the file cabinet and read that the accident had caused a bad head injury, it wasn't serious enough to kill him, but it said he may have some memory loss. He then gave the file over to Maka and based on her calculations as bad as his injury was, he should have lost a good amount of memory, and in the files it said that they had no idea who he was and hadn't found any ID on him.
Of course she and Black Star stayed close to the room Soul was in overnight. When they heard the nurse gasp, they came just close enough to the door to listen in without being noticed. The more they over heard the more Maka realized that he had lost most of his memory, maybe even all of it. That was when she'd gotten the idea to say she was his fiancé.
If he thought she was someone close to him, she could lead him back to Death City and keep him there without a struggle, it would certainly save some time and trouble, at least until he regained his memory. She'd even come up with a plan to explain why he was in Manhattan, New York if he lived in Death City, Nevada.
She played the part perfectly and when Soul asked who she was, she'd done her best to act hurt, "You don't remember me?" she'd asked.
Soul slowly shook his head obviously confused, Maka quickly turned to look at the nurse. But she didn't have to ask, the nurse already knew what she wanted to know.
"He was in an accident, I'm afraid he may have lost some of his memory—"
"All of my memory…" Soul corrected her.
"The doctor should be here soon," the nurse continued apologetically, "May I ask what your relationship is with him?"
"Oh, yes…" Maka looked down awkwardly; this was the first time she'd ever done something like this before. One didn't usually lie and say they were marrying their soon-to-be victim, "Well… I'm Maka Albarn… I'm, uh, his fiancé…"
"Huh?" Soul asked the shocked was obvious in his voice and eyes.
"Oh…" the nurse said unsure of what to say to her.
Black Star snorted from the doorway, drawing the attention of Maka, Soul, and the nurse.
"Well?" he asked, pointing his thumb at his chest proudly, "Surely you remember your god?"
When Soul only shook his head and raised an eyebrow at him Black Star smirked, "Well then… I guess I'll just have to do my introduction show, huh?"
Maka was already pulling out her book, a look of annoyance covering her face.
"I AM THE GREAT BLACK STAR, THE ALMIGHTY—"
"Maka-chop!" before he could go into his rants of his 'greatness' Maka had thrown her book at him. The reward for such an act was the confused and frightened looks from Soul and the nurse.
"HOW DARE YOU STRIKE YOUR GOD IN HIS BEAUTIFUL FACE!?" Black Star roared, peeling the book, painfully, from his face.
"Well, you were yelling! We are in a hospital, be quieter!" she scolded.
"I know where we are, these people are blessed to hear my godly voice!" Black Star retorted.
"More like cursed," Maka grumbled.
"MY VOICE IS NOT A CURSE, IF ANYTHING IT'S A CURE!" Black Star exclaimed.
"Oh, why don't you yell a bit louder then, I don't think the guy in a coma next door can hear you properly!" she didn't even realize that she was yelling along with him now. People walking by were looking into the room, probably wondering what they were yelling about and why.
"MAYBE I WILL!" he yelled, to her surprise, finding a louder volume than before.
"You're such an idiot!" she hissed angrily, "You're gonna get us kicked out, you screw up!"
She knew she'd hit a low baller… his face grew red at the insult, he had never liked being called a screw up and he wasn't a screw up, yeah he had his moments, but he always came through when she needed him to.
"WHAT WOULD YOU KNOW, STUPID FLAT CHEST!" Black Star exclaimed, and at the same moment it came out of his mouth he realized he'd made a mistake and his eyes widen in horror.
Maka felt one of the muscles in her eye brow twitch; she absolutely hated being called a flat chest. She wasn't that flat, she liked to think that she'd grown at least a little…
"W-wait a sec, Maka," Black Star chuckled nervously, "I-I didn't mean it, honest…"
But his words were lost on her.
"MAKA-CHOP!" with a squeal of pain, Black Star toppled over, landing face first onto the cold floor.
"He's just lucky we're in a hospital…" Maka grumbled as two male nurses picked the man up off the floor and laid him on a stretcher.
As the two men wheeled Black Star off, a man in a white lab coat and a screw sticking out of his head came in spinning on a chair that had stitches covering it, much like the stitches covering various parts of his skin. He glanced at the blue-haired man as he passed, but said nothing.
Suddenly his chair flipped with him and the chair came toppling over, and as if nothing had happened he simply looked up at the group of eyes watching him and introduced himself, "Hello, I'm Dr. Stein; I see you've met my nurse, Marie." He gestured to the nurse from the floor, who once again smiled at Maka and Soul.
"Stein," Marie said the smile leaving her face as she turned to him, "did you check him for any, um, head injuries?"
"Ah, yes," Dr. Stein nodded picking himself and the chair off the floor, "he's got a bad one… might have some memory loss… I thought I told you that." When Marie shook her head, he shrugged, "I must have forgotten to tell you…"
Marie sighed. Obviously this was nothing new.
"Marie?" Stein asked.
"Yes, Stein," Marie answered looking up at him.
"Do you think he will need a surgery?" the doctor smiled evilly, a scalpel gleaming in his hand, "A good dissection and he could be okay…"
The sight of his excitement at dissection was enough to send shivers up Maka and Soul's spine. He looked absolutely insane…
Marie laughed nervously, "No, Stein, let's not… I don't think he will need one…"
After some coxing from Marie, Stein got to work and started asking Soul questions and finding out just how bad the injury may be. Since Maka was his supposed fiancé, she got to stay.
"You don't have any recollection of anything?" Stein asked while Marie wrote things down on her clipboard.
"Not really… I can remember my first name and that I am 22, but that's it…" Soul explained.
"Well, Ms. Albarn, it's a good thing you're here to clear a few things up then," Stein commented looking up at her, his glasses glinting as the light hit them.
Maka nodded; luckily she'd had plenty of time to think some things up.
"Alrighty then," Stein said turning his swirling chair to her, "What is his last name?"
"Eater," She answered quickly and surely.
"Eater?" Soul asked from his bed, as Marie wrote his name down in the charts.
"Okay," Stein said ignoring him, Maka sent Soul a quick smile before turning back to Dr. Stein and nurse Marie.
"Where does he live?" Stein inquired.
"With me, in my apartment," Maka replied confidently, telling him the address, as Marie jotted it all down she looked up at Maka curiously.
"Death City, Nevada? That's pretty far away, what were you guys doing here?" she asked.
"Well, you see my friend, Death the Kid, had some business in Manhattan and had forgotten some paperwork back at home, so we'd brought it over for him." Maka explained.
Marie gave a quick smile of understanding, before going back to her writing.
"So how long have you been in Manhattan?" Stein questioned, Maka frowned at him, something about the way he looked at her gave her the feeling he knew something… but how much?
"Only for a day really," she shrugged awkwardly, "we were planning on heading home today after Soul got back from dropping off the papers last night… but well… he didn't exactly come home, as you can see…" she glanced over at Soul, curious as to what he was doing since he hadn't spoken in a while. He was stilling in his bed, his head cocked to the side watching her intently, trying to soak up all the information that she was giving to the doctor and his nurse.
"So is that where he was coming back from?" Stein said, almost as if to himself.
"Yes," Maka gave a quick nod in response.
"Well, I think we've got enough," Marie smiled, "for now anyway, we'll be back in later to run some tests and things like that."
"As long as it doesn't involve any surgeries on my brain," Soul retorted, nervously watching Stein who looked disappointed, but none-the-less Marie nodded her head in agreement.
Marie and Stein then left the room, leaving Soul and Maka alone.
"So," Soul was the first to speak up, "We're engaged?"
"Yeah," Maka looked over at him.
"Why?" to Soul, the words sounded very different on the outside of his head, as he realized his danger and tried to think of a way to correct himself.
The very moment that question left his mouth Maka felt insulted, exactly what did he mean by that? What is it impossible for someone to fall for a flat-chested bookworm!? On instinct, she pulled out her book.
"I didn't mean it like that!" his words came out quickly as he threw his arms over his head for protection. Her book stopped inches for his head, causing him to let out a sigh of relief.
"Then how did you mean it?" Maka's voice came out calm, but dangerous.
"I meant," Soul took a deep breath and lowered his arms, "how—"
"YOUR GOD IS BACK!" Black Star stormed into the room happily, "And don't worry, Maka, I forgive you." He was wearing a bandage over his head, but didn't seem to notice.
"Oh, thank you, Black Star, I was so concerned about that," Maka said sarcastically, clasping both her hands together in ironic happiness. She really was glad that he was okay though, and he knew that. Black Star grinned widely in response, "I knew you would!"
There was a knock at the door, and Marie walked in with a couple other nurses.
"Soul, we need to run some tests and do another x-ray," Marie smiled turning to Maka and Black Star, "I'm sorry, but we'll need to borrow him for a while."
"Oh, no that's fine," Maka smiled turning to Soul, "be careful, okay?"
"Okay." Soul's face reddened slightly and soon the nurse wheeled his bed out of the room and down the hall.
As soon as the door closed Black Star turned to Maka, "So how'd it go? Did he believe you?"
"Yeah, he believes me, but I need you to do something for me," Maka said checking the hall to make sure no one was listening.
"Sure," he smiled proudly, "your god can do it, no problem!"
"Alright, I need you to break into Soul's house and get some of his things, enough to make it look like he lives with me," Maka explained, "so the basics: clothes, toothbrush, hairbrush, shoes, stuff like that, okay?"
"Breaking and entering, huh?" Black Star gave her thumbs up, "Leave it to your god!"
Maka smiled in reply, and with that he was gone, making his way down the hall and toward the elevator. Maka flipped out her cell and dialed Kid.
His answer was on the eighth ring exactly causing her to smile, silly OCD…
"Hello, Maka," Kid's voice was pleasant, she imagined he was smiling at the phone.
"Hey, Kid, you remember that job I told you about?" Maka asked urgently.
"Yes, I remember, by the way how is that going?" his voice was curious with a hint of concern, she could practically see his frown and furrowing eyebrows.
"Well, I need you to get me some things, then I'll explain a couple things to you…"
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Black Star hummed 'mission impossible' as he picked the lock of Soul's place, for some reason that song always popped up in his head when he was doing stuff like this. He smirked to himself when he heard the door unlock and strolled inside. Maka told him to get Soul's clothes, his hairbrush and toothbrush, and anything else that would make him feel at home, as long as it didn't have anything sentimental that could possibly bring back memories.
He made a b-line for Soul's room when something stopped him.
He slowly made his way to the corner table in the living room and picked up one of the pictures on the table. It was of Soul and a couple of girls, but one really caught his attention, she had raven black hair and indigo eyes.
~She's a goddess…~ Black Star thought, not wanting to pull his eyes off her.
A sound at the door made Black Star tear his eyes away from the picture and glance at the door, he could see shadows from under it and could hear voices on the other side as the door began to open.
Black Star had to think fast, he sat the picture down quietly and moved into the closet, moving with the shadows as Sid had taught him. Something that he only seemed to be able to do on short notice. He hid inside the closet closing the door behind him just in time as the light came on and the voices became clearer.
"I can't believe he's not home yet!" a woman exclaimed, she sounded annoyed, but concern could also be heard in her voice.
"Where do you think he could be, Liz?" asked concerned voice, this was a woman's voice as well, she sounded calm and collected, but something about the voice sounded sweet and warm too.
"Yeah, big sis, Soul's always home," another girl's voice sounded off.
"I don't know, should I call Blair, do you think she'll know?" the woman called Liz's voice came again.
"Yeah, she may know…" the sweet voice sounded unsure.
"You don't sound very convincing, Tsubaki…" Said the third voice from earlier.
"Well, it's just… it's not like him to just disappear like this…" the sweet one named Tsubaki sighed, her worry could be heard easily even by Black Star.
"Oh, come on!" Liz cried exasperatedly, "I can't get a hold of Blair, we'll just go ask Chrona if he's seen him."
Tsubaki didn't say anything as the third voice chimned in happily, "Yeah, Tsubaki! Chrona will know! I'll go get my hat!"
Black Star could hear the girl's footsteps coming toward the closet door and held his breath, looking for somewhere to hide in the closet, but to his relief the footsteps ceased as Liz's voice called out to her.
"No, Patty, you won't need it," Liz sighed, "just leave it, we'll get it later."
"Okay, sis~" Patty's voice sang as the footsteps exited out the door and he heard it close behind them. Black Star slowly opened the door, careful to make sure no one else was still in the house.
"That was close," he mumbled to himself, how dare they force a god like him to hide in a funny smelling closet like that… Damn thing smelled like puke…
He quickly made his way to Soul's room hoping for no more interruptions as he gathered Soul's things.
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After a couple hours of tests, Marie had brought Soul back to his room and left to go over his test results. As soon as Marie closed the door behind her Soul had asked if Maka could answer some questions for him; she had agreed and was surprised at his first question.
"How did we meet exactly?" Soul inquired from his hospital bed.
Maka blushed, why was he so worried about their relationship, when he could be asking about over things like where he worked, whether he had any family or not, or what he was like before he lost his memory. Not that she had an answer for any of these questions but it's not like she had an answer for this one either.
"Well… through Black Star," she smiled as she took a seat on the foot of his bed.
"Really?" Soul inquired, leaning forward to lean on his knees in interest, urging her to continue.
"Yeah," Maka shrugged, "Black Star is like my brother and you two hung out a lot in school… one day he said that I had to meet you and—"
"Why didn't we already know each other?" Soul interrupted curiously.
Maka was stunned for a moment. Why'd he have to be so curious? Why couldn't he be like most men and brushed her off or at least not pay attention? While thinking, her gaze landed on his eyes, that pretty red… she felt like she could get sucked in by them if she looked at them long enough.
~He's only interested because he thinks you're his fiancé, that's it. He doesn't really care. Why do you care anyway? You have a JOB to do! Get a grip!~ She mentally scorned herself, pulling back into reality again.
"What do you mean?" she asked feeling her face grow warm again.
"I mean, if we went to the same school and had the same best friend, how'd we not know each other?" he prodded.
"Well," she smiled nervously, "I guess… I don't know, I wasn't very social; Most of the time I stuck with Black Star and Kid. I didn't really trust anyone else…"
Strangely she was telling the truth, back then she did only stick with her two friends; she talked to other people, shared how their day was and said hi, but she didn't trust anyone else to actually befriend them.
Soul sat there for a second watching her closely. Why? She had no idea, for a second his face looked a little flushed, suddenly he coughed awkwardly and repeated his earlier question, "So, how did we meet again?"
Maka snapped back to reality and her nervous smile came back, "Oh yeah, well, Black Star said that you were his 'coolest follower ever' and that I had to meet you, before I could even answer he had brought me to some sushi place… I hated sushi, but you and Black Star seemed to like it. After that we started talking more and hanging out, and a week or two afterwards we started going out and stuff…"
"Oh, cool…" he nodded thoughtfully. Maka fidgeted with her fingers quietly, she wasn't sure if he believed the story or not, and it had been a few seconds before he really said anything after that.
"Well, when did we move in together?" he asked sitting back against a stack of pillows Marie stacked up behind him for extra comfort.
"Um…" Maka thought for a minute, "about a month or two before we got engaged…"
Actually she had no idea if she would've been okay with that if that were to actually happen in real life, but Soul seemed okay with the answer, when a smirk grew over his face.
"So, we sleep in the same bed, huh?" he chuckled, "How is it?"
Her face was redder than it had ever been before. ~Is he be asking what I think he's asking?~ When did he switch personalities, from curious to vulgar?
She had never wanted to knock someone's head off more then she wanted to knock Soul's off at that moment. Maka knew she must have looked like a cherry, while Soul snickered at her, and instinctively she reached for her book. Lucky for him, at that moment her cell rang.
"Hey, Black Star," she greeted, completely aware of the blush that covered her face and the irritating smirk on Soul's.
"Hey, Maka, your god came through," Black Star snorted, "I got the stuff and I'm gonna head on home, so I can set up your apartment to look like it's his too, okay?"
"Yeah, that's fine, Soul and I will head home later on, and I'll call you when we're on our way." Maka said watching Soul get comfortable in his bed, completely oblivious to her watching him.
"Okay, talk to ya later!" he yelled and with that they both hung up.
Maka flipped the phone closed and shoved it back in her pocket, "Black Star is heading home early, he's got things he has to do."
"Oh," Soul looked up at her, "when will we be going home?"
"Tomorrow, if the doctors say you can leave," Maka yawned. Glancing up at the clock she saw what time it was, "It's 10:00pm, we should probably get some sleep…"
"Okay," Soul agreed pulling his covers back. Maka stopped on her way to the chair that sat next to his bed, "What are you doing?"
"Well aren't you gonna lay down?" he asked as he slid over to make room.
"I was actually going to sleep in the chair…" Maka mumbled, to her dismay, she felt her face heating up again.
"Why? You said we sleep in the same bed at home, so what's wrong with here to?" he questioned tilting his head to the side.
~Actually, I said we lived together, you just assumed we slept in the same bed…~
"Yeah, but you need room to be comfortable and you'll sleep better if you're comfortable, so I'll just stick with the chair." She assured him with a smile.
"I'll be alright," he insisted, reaching up and grabbing her wrist, gently pulling her closer to the bed, "come on, you'll hurt your back if you sleep in that chair all night."
"Fine, but only because you're not going to quit until I do," she grumbled, crawling into bed next to him.
"Now, isn't that better?" he threw the covers over her and rolled onto his side to face her.
"Whatever…" she blushed, quickly turning away from him, "get some sleep."
"Yeah… okay." He yawned, as her eyes drifted closed and she fell asleep faster than she'd expected to. Soul laid there for a second or two, thinking about her words. He didn't know why they stuck with him, it wasn't like they were something important, but to him they felt like they were.
It felt weird thinking like this, but he guessed it was probably normal; he was engaged to her after all.
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