A/N: Hey guys! Here's chapter 2! This one is sort of just a filler/ transition chapter. So I'm using it to get deeper into the relationships I set up. Enjoy!

I couldn't figure out where I was.

I wasn't standing, I could tell that, but I wasn't laying down either. It was like I was floating. It reminded me of when I'd let the madness take over so that I could look for Crona's soul. But, it wasn't red like back then. It was black. All black.

I tried to move, to look around, but I couldn't. I couldn't even turn my head. That's when I began to see a light in the distance.

NO! I thought. It can't be! I can't be dead!

The light got closer to me, and I began to see pictures inside. So I'm not dead...well, at least not yet.

At first I thought the pictures must be memories. I saw the room where Soul had been after our first run-in with Crona. The memory brought tears to my eyes. Well, that proves that I'm not dead. The dead don't feel. So what am I? Then I saw the door open and in walked…Soul? How is that possible? He should be in the bed. So this isn't a memory. Then what is it? The questions were beginning to pile up.

Soul continued into the room, oblivious to my confusion. He pulled the curtain aside and walked through it, shutting it before I could see who it was he was visiting. He's in here alone. Normally Soul would only come in here if he was with our group of friends. He said the room brought back bad memories, so why was he in here alone? He would only do that for me…

Oh no…

What if I had been injured worse than I thought? What if Stein wasn't able to get to me in time? What if I wasn't going to make it?

STOP IT! I shouted at myself, at least, in my mind. Of course Stein will be able to fix me! Soul's injury had been much worse than this, and he's fine now! And, for all I know, Soul isn't even there to see me. Maybe it's someone else, and the others just aren't there yet. I took that thought and held onto it with all that I had. Then I saw the door begin to open again.

"Soul? Are you in here? Liz, are you sure you saw him go in here?" I saw Kid poke his head into the room.

"Yeah, I'm in here Kid." Soul said. He moved the curtain aside so that Kid could tell where he was. I gasped when I saw who was in the bed.

No! No, it can't be! I began to shed silent tears as I saw my own pale body lying in the hospital bed. I looked so weak and unlike myself. My hair was out of its pigtails, and was lying across my shoulders. My face looked scared, like I was having a bad dream. But, I guess that's exactly what was going on here. Though this was worse than a bad dream, this was a nightmare.

Kid made a choked sound when he saw me, and it took both Liz and Patty to keep him in the room, let alone in the curtained area. Soul came out and whispered something to Liz. She nodded, hugged him, and then took Patty into the curtained area letting it swing shut behind her.

Soul walked over to Kid, who was sitting with his head in his hands on one of the other hospital beds, and put a hand on his shoulder. Kid lifted his head, and I could see the tears in his eyes.

"It's all my fault…" I heard him whisper. "I should've listened to Liz; I should've gone out sooner. She wouldn't be so hurt if it wasn't for me." He was starting to make me cry again, the very first thing I would do when I woke up would be to Maka-Chop him into realizing it wasn't his fault. Though, from the look Soul was giving him, I might not have to.

"What's wrong with you Kid?" He nearly shouted. He sounded angry. Kid looked up at him, guilt still written across his face. "Stop giving me that look!" Soul was definitely shouting now. "She told you it wasn't your fault, so when are you going to believe her! As far as I'm concerned, none of it was your fault! Did you shove her into an alley? No! Did you stab her with that knife? No, Kid, you didn't! Those three idiots did! Haven't you realized this yet?!" He began to shake Kid by his shoulders. "You're not the one who hurt her, in fact, you're the one who saved her! I haven't told you this yet, but I wouldn't of found her if it hadn't been for you. All she'd been able to tell me before those blokes destroyed her phone, was that she was on Fourth Avenue, two blocks behind you. You think I would've been able to find her easily? Well I couldn't Kid! I was blinded by anger, and if I hadn't heard you, I would've driven right on by her."

Now Soul was the one about to cry. I was shocked. Soul was "way to cool" to cry. Kid looked just as shocked as I probably did. "Soul… I didn't know that…" Kid was at a loss for words.

"Well," Soul said, wiping the tears off on his jacket sleeve, "It's true. You're her hero, Kid." That shocked me. My hero? Why would Soul say something like that? And what did he even mean by that? Kid looked at him quizzically before his eyes widened and he flushed scarlet.

"Liz!" He shouted.

"What?" She asked innocently poking her head out from behind the curtain. She looked at his face. "Oh, did you really think that would stay a secret after you started punching a brick wall just because you learned that the boys who jumped her went to the DWMA?" She asked pointedly while gesturing to the bandages wrapped around his right hand. Oh, I didn't see those before.

Kid looked down at the ground, embarrassed. "I know I know," he said. "But I only told you because there was no reasonable other way to explain it. But I didn't say you could tell him!" He jumped up and pointed to Soul.

"Oh, don't worry about me, Kid," Soul said. He put his arm around Liz's shoulders. "I won't tell anyone. Liz here only told me because I said that if she didn't tell me what was up with you, then I'd lock her and Black*Star in a room together for twenty four hours, alone. I may have even thrown in Excalibur for good measure."

All three of them shuddered at the mention of Excalibur. "Well, okay," Kid gave in. "Anyone would crack under that sort of pressure."

"Glad you see things my way," Soul said as he ruffled Kid's hair. Kid's eye began to twitch as he ran out of the room to find a mirror. Soul and Liz were practically rolling on the floor with laughter. But I couldn't stop thinking about what Liz had said. Kid likes me? How have I never noticed before? Even though I'd never really seen him act like he liked me, that show with the brick wall proved to me that he cared. No normal person would've gotten so worked up over me being hurt. And the way he'd held me after I'd gotten him to calm down. Just thinking about it I could feel the waves of comfort rushing through me. And I realized that just maybe I had feelings for him too.

I saw Kid come back into the room with Tsubaki and Stein. "Oh, hey Tsubaki. Where's Black*Star?" Liz asked as she exited the curtained area with Patty. Patty had fallen asleep, most likely from boredom, so Liz threw her into one of the chairs along the back wall.

"Oh, he's around somewhere." She said. She'd brought flowers, and I saw her place them on a table that had been set up near the bed. I hadn't noticed before, but the table was full of flowers and gifts, I wondered how Soul and I would ever get them all home.

"These are from Kim and Jacqueline. They would've come in themselves, but they said they would've left in worse shape than Maka." She giggled nervously, not knowing if she'd entered into a touchy subject.

"It's okay Tsubaki!" I heard Patty shout. When did she wake up? "Kid here has already cried enough over her for all of us!" Tsubaki blushed along with Kid as Patty threw her arms around their shoulders, but Kid's was noticeably brighter.

"Well, that's…nice to hear, Patty," Tsubaki said as she and Kid ducked out from under her arms. She then put a hand on Kid's shoulder and gave him a sympathetic smile. "I'm sure we're all very worried about Maka."

It felt weird to hear them talking about me as if I wasn't there. I know that technically I wasn't, but my body was still there. They were talking about me as if I was dead. And after what I went through when I first saw this scene, that was definitely a touchy subject for me.

As soon as I began to think about the vision thingy, it started to shrink. I could still see my friends, but I could no longer hear them, and they were quickly turning into blobs, no longer distinguishable as people.

No, I thought, I want to keep watching!

The quickly diminishing light stopped, and then zoomed towards me again. I expected to see the same scene, a few of my friends gathered in the room talking, but I could tell that this was a different day. The first scene had been happy and cheerful. The sun had been shining and laughing its creepy laugh, and the leaves were falling from the trees as autumn rolled its way into our daily lives. But it wasn't like that this time. Now, as I looked out the window, I didn't feel the happiness of a crisp fall day. No, I felt the closed off feeling of a rainy day stuck inside while also being sick.

It was pouring outside, and as I looked around the room, I noticed it was virtually empty. Empty, except for a figure sitting in a chair that had been pulled up next to the bed that I still slept in. The persons head was down on the bed, so I couldn't see their face. They seemed to be asleep.

I wonder how much time has passed between the first scene and this one. I looked over to the table to see almost all of the flowers gone, those that did remain were wilted and dry. And all of the little gifts were in different places or lying on their sides, almost as if someone had been continually picking them up, but had gotten tired of putting them back in their places. Over all the room had a depressed and forgotten feel. It brought tears back to my eyes.

As I was trying to see who the figure was, a huge lightning bolt lit up the sky, and therefor lit up the room as well. The figure jumped up, awakened by the sudden light and sound, and I was able to see Kids shocked face for a second before the light died out.

"Oh," he whispered to himself. "I wonder how long I've been here." He began to stand and a blanket fell off his shoulders. He picked it up, noticing a note on the table next to the bed. He picked it up and held it up next to the window to read it. It said…

Kid,

Patty and I are going back to the Manor before the storm hits. If you wake up and decide to stay the night again, please give me a call. See you later!

-Liz

He read the note before folding it up and putting it in his pocket. He got out his cell, but the battery was dead. So he called her on the hospital room's phone.

"Liz? It's Kid," he said one she answered. He listened for a second before answering. "No, I'm afraid there's still no change…Okay, I'll call you if something changes…Of course, not if it's after ten o'clock…alright, I'll call you in the morning."

He hung the phone up just as the door opened, a bright yellow light emanated from the doorway.

"Kid, staying again?" I heard Miss Marie ask as she walked into the room, closing the door behind her.

"Yeah," he answered as she turned on the lamp. A softer yellow than out in the hall slowly filled the room.

"I keep telling Stein to replace this lamp, but it's not like he'll listen to me! Oh well, he and I are staying the night as well. The weather's too bad to try and walk to the apartment.

"That's the reason I'm not heading home either."

"Did Liz and Patty leave?" Miss Marie looked worried at the idea of them out in the storm.

"Yes, but they left a few hours ago."

"You should've gone too, Kid." she said placing a hand on his shoulder. "You're spending way too much time here. It's not good for your health."

"I know," he looked at my body, longing in his eyes. I felt an ache in my chest. "But I can't just leave her here."

"You wouldn't be leaving her, you'd be getting some well needed rest. But, if you're too stubborn to listen to me, then I'll just go."

"No, I didn't mean it like that-,"

"I know, Kid. I understand that you're worried for her, but it's been three weeks. And I doubt the one night you're not here, will be the night she wakes up."

Three weeks?! It's been three weeks! I looked at Kid and noted his pale face and the bags under his eyes. And he's stayed here with me every night…

"I know," he said sighing. "But I just can't bring myself to leave."

"It's okay, Kid. Anyway, if anything happens, Stein and I are in rooms down the hall. That's one big storm raging out there, so the power might go out."

"It's okay, I'll manage." Kid said as he began moving his chair back into a comfortable position. Miss Marie sighed, disappointed at her failed attempt to get Kid to go home. I had a feeling she'd had this conversation many times before.

Miss Marie left and Kid sat down next to my bed. He looked tired, and seemed to barely be keeping himself awake.

"Maka," he started. Shocked at hearing my name, I whirled around, knocking a bottle in the process. It shifted and began to tilt, but didn't fall. I looked at my hands while Kid looked at the bottle. He turned back to my body. "Maka? Are you here? I know it sounds weird, but I feel like you're here. I must sound crazy…" he began to look around. "I don't want anyone to here this" he murmured as he turned back to my body, "But the first time I saw you after the surgery…"

Surgery? I pulled up the white shirt I was wearing and revealed a large are of stitches running along my waist. Oh.

"…I can swear on my Father's life that I felt you here, listening to us! I didn't think much of it at the time, but the next time I came over to see you, you were gone. At first I thought you had died! But the heart monitor showed that you were still here with me, uh, us."

Oh, Kid! You really do care about me…

"All I'm trying to say is that, actually, I don't know what I'm trying to say." Kid looked defeated. He grabbed my hand and squeezed it, tears streaming down his face.

I saw the scene receding back into the darkness, and I almost didn't care. It hurt me too much to see Kid crying. I was suddenly tired, I couldn't remember ever being so tired, and I just wanted to sleep for a while. Forever if it was possible. I said goodbye to the scene and it continued to float away, but then I heard Kid talking to me again. I didn't want him to feel more alone, so I called the scene back to me. Soon, I was looking down on Kid again as he laid his head down on my shoulder.

"Please, Maka, don't die," He was crying now, and I couldn't help it, I started crying too. "I can't lose you to some, idiots, who bully you because you're better than them."

Oh, Kid. I can't take this anymore! I have to get back!

I wasn't sure how I could do that though. The last time I'd been stuck in a place like this, Soul had been there to pull me out. I couldn't drag Kid into this. But, as I looked at his face, I could tell, he wouldn't mind being pulled in, as long as he could get me back.

I have to try something! I wasn't sure what to do exactly, but since Kid had been able to sense me earlier, I hoped he would sense me again and help me out of this.

Kid! It didn't seem like he heard me. KID! He glanced at me, but soon put his head back down on my shoulder.

KID! I used all of my remaining strength on shouting his name, and to my joy, he jumped up.

"Maka?!" he looked over at my body, and upon seeing me still unconscious, slowly dropped back into his chair.

"I could've sworn…" he put his head in his hands. "I guess I really am going crazy. I'm even hearing her voice now! Maybe Miss Marie was right, this isn't good for my health." He walked over to the hospital phone, dialed a number, and held the phone up to his ear. "Liz, yeah, it's Kid…No nothing happened, she's still the same…"

No, I'm not Kid! I'm ready to wake up, and I need your help! You have to help me!

Kid's head whipped around to look back at my body. I could see the disappointment in his eyes when he didn't see me sitting up in bed. He turned back to the phone.

"Huh? Sorry, Liz, I zoned out…Well, I thought I heard- oh never mind, I was just wondering if you would come get me...No, Liz, I'm not losing my mind…Well why is he there!? …Fine! He can come too…okay; I'll meet you outside in five…okay, alright, goodbye." He hung up the phone and walked back over to my body

"Maka," he said to my body. "I'm leaving in five minutes. If you're going to wake up tonight, please do it now." His eyes held so much hope, they were pleading with me to wake up.

Oh, Kid, I wish I could! I would do anything to wake up and be with you right now!

"Oh, Maka, you don't even know how much that means to me! Wait, did you just talk to me!?" He stared at my body, shock written across his face.

You can hear me? I reached out to grab his hand, but he moved it to grab my body's hand. I almost felt envious, but then I realized that it was still me. I shuddered, I was beginning to think of us as different people.

"Yes! Yes, I can hear you, Maka! But, how, you're not speaking!"

I don't know, Kid. I was starting to cry, and my body, me, started to cry too. What the…?!

"What is it, Maka?" he asked as he wiped away the tears from my body's face. I felt a hand touch my face, and looked down to see Kid's hand here in the void with me.

Kid! How did you get here!?

Kid was looking at a spot just above my body's left shoulder. "I don't know, Maka. I can see two places; one of them is here, in the hospital room. But the other, I can't tell where it is…" his voice trailed off as he tried to figure out what he was seeing.

Is it dark? I asked him. A body had formed in front of me, all growing off of the hand. The only part missing was the face. Even so, I could tell it was Kid.

"Yes, it is. It's very dark, Maka."

Does it feel lonely? Cold?

"It does…" suddenly, the Kid in the scenes eyes widened. I looked back at the Kid forming in front of me to see the same face looking back at me. I suddenly found my voice.

"KID!" I shot towards him and tackled him in a giant bear hug. He was shocked at first, still looking around the space we were in, and then he seemed to notice me.

"Maka!" he wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling me towards him. I almost expected him to kiss me, but he just held me tight. But that was fine with me, because Kid was there. He was all I wanted, and I got him.

Kid put me back at arm's length, and it reminded me of when we'd been back in the alley. I let out a choked sob, and then let the tears flow. We'd begun to float back towards the scene, and I could see that Kid gripping my body's hands as silent tears flowed from beneath her closed eyelids.

"Maka," Kid said to me as he looked around. "Is this where you've been this whole time?"

I nodded. "It's horrible here, Kid. It's so dark and cold, and if you hadn't come, I don't know if I would've been able to hold on to much longer." The tears began to flow again as Kid held me against his chest.

"Don't say that, Maka. You're one of the strongest students at the DWMA, and definitely one of the strongest people I've ever met. And I'm a Shinigami! You can make it through anything. It would take something worse than the dark to scare you off."

"I don't know, Kid," I giggled. "It's pretty scary here alone in the dark."

"Well, you're not alone anymore," he hugged me again. "Now come on, let's get you out of here."

"How? I've been trapped here the entire time I've been unconscious. There is no way out."

"Did you ever try the pictures?" Kid grabbed my hand and led me back to the scene. He put his hand up against it and it began to glow.

"You have got to be kidding me. That's all I had to do?" I pointed to his hand. It had begun to slip through the picture.

He laughed. "Yeah, it's that simple. You could've saved me a lot of sleepless nights had you just tried."

I looked down at my feet, "Oh, Kid, I didn't mean for you to…I mean…I didn't know-," Kid cut me short by grabbing my hands, then kissing my forehead.

"Don't." then he pushed himself all the way through the picture, pulling me along behind.

A/N: Was it any good? Like I said, this was sort of just a filler chapter. Anyway, since this chapter came out earlier than I expected, the next one may be out by Sunday…but don't hold me to that!