Blackstar POV
"Stupid Maka, getting in my way for MY attack!" I cursed, punching the wall in front of me again. Flakes of plaster rained down onto the carpet. Tsubaki uncovered her ears as she sat on the couch.
"Blackstar, did you ever stop to think that maybe it was you who got in the way?" She asked quietly. She was met with a cold stare.
"I could never get in anyone's way, I'm way to big a show for that nonsense! People need to learn to make way for me!" I grinned, punching a fist into the air.
"But Kid might die." Tsubakis voice broke and she began to cry.
"Tsubaki, please." I said, my voice quieter. She sniffled and looked up at me. "Kid pushed Maka out of the way, he saved her life."
"Show off." I muttered but immediately regretted it as Tsubaki slapped me across the face. I was stunned into silence. Her face was angry and sad and tear streaked.
"He saved her life, risking his own! How is that showing off? Would you have done that for anyone else?" She buried her face into a pillow and continued to sob. My eyes lowered and stared into the plaster laiden ground.
"Yes, of course." I said quietly and put a hand on her back. "I would for anyone of you guys."
"Then you need to apologize to Kid tomorrow. And Maka." Tsubaki glared at me, which caught me off gaurd. "You're stubbornness caused all of this."
"Then I will." I nodded. My mind was a whirlwind of questions and doubts. If it made Tsubaki happy, then I'd do what she said. But I still didn't understand why.
Soul POV
"Damnit." I sighed as I lay in my bed. Maka was a mess in her room down the hall. I could still hear her sniffling. I lay with my hands behind my head and the covers up to my waist. My mind kept replaying the scene of Maka being shoved over and over again. Kid had very well saved her life, but it nearly cost him his own. I remembered when I stood in front of Maka when Crona had attacked. My hand touched the scar across my chest. I couldnt remember much after that. Bits and pieces of images blended together. I remembered Maka crying, Stein showing up, and something about a witch, but I had lost consciousness after that. I woke up in the hospital bed.
"Kid, you better pull through." I said to myself and rolled over onto my side. I yanked the covers over my head and tried to sleep, waiting for my alarm to go off in a few hours...
Maka POV
My alarm clock brought me back from a nightmare. I could only see darkness all around me, everything tinged red in blood, and Liz and Patty's voices crying. I shot up in bed and rubbed my eyes.
"It was only a nightmare." I told myself as I slammed the screaming clock. It was 6 AM, time to get ready for school. But I knew there wouldn't be any time for school today. We were all heading to the infirmary. Stein had promised to be done with Kids surgery by now and hopefully we could see him.
"Soul, you up?" I called out and a crash was heard in the other room. A loud groan confirmed Souls predicament; falling out of bed. I quickly got dressed and burst into his room to find him struggling to put his shoes on.
"Quick! We have to go!" I grabbed his arm as he planted his feet and tried to pull back.
"Maka, wait! It's only 6:15, we still have 45 minutes. I'm starving, cant we eat breakfast first?"
"You're always starving!" I pouted angrily. I wanted to see Dr Stein as soon as possible. Soul smirked and walked past me to the kitchen.
"Here, catch." He chucked a banana at me. I caught it but set it back onto the table. "Suit yourself, grouch."
"I'm not a grouch!" I yelled and Soul winced as he poured milk into his cereal. "I'm worried sick about Kid."
"He's not gonna get any more alive." Soul chuckled but I shut him up with a chop of my book to his head. He groaned and lifted his head up again. "Ok, fine, you win."
"Hurry!" I stomped my foot as he quickly finished. He stood and brought his bowl to the sink. I marched over, grabbed his ear, and drug him out of the house.