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Soul hadn't waked up since the episode with Wes five hours ago. Maka was starting to get worried but Doctor /medusa had assured her he'd wake up soon. (He he they don't know she's a witch yet ) She was there with Tsubaki and Black*Star waiting for Soul to wake. Maka and Tsubaki had convinced Black*Star not to rough house with Soul until he was better. Tsubaki phrased it that Soul would enjoy it more.

They were playing mind numbing card games when Patty, Kid and Liz arrived. Liz and Kid looked upset but Patty's face was twisted with pain. Tears were flowing down her cheeks like crazy. She noticed Maka and Tsubaki's eyes glued to her and wiped tried to wipe them away with the back of her hand. Unfortunately, they just wouldn't stop.

Black *Star broke the silence, "You okay Patty?"

She faked a smile but couldn't stop the tears. Liz took her into a hug. Also faking a smile she said, "I'm going to take her home Kid. Sorry."

Kid nodded, "It's alright I understand." The two left leaving the group worried. The young Shinigami continued once they had left. "We just met Wes Evans."

Black*Star jumped out of his seat, "Did he make Patty cry? I'm going to pound his face in!" (Sorry I'm a crazy PattyxBlack*Star fan they'd be such a fun couple!)

Maka reached for Soul's hand. It was at his side while he slept on the bed. Holding it tight with both of hers she whispered, "What did he say?"

"He wants Soul completely away from DWMA. He was trying to convince my father to expel him, but my father said, 'No.' Wes started blaming the academy for Soul and your incident." Kidd stiffened and sat down on the bed beside Soul's. "It turns out Soul is Emancipated."

Black*Star had no clue what that meant so he said, "I don't think Maka knows what that is."

Maka snapped at him, "Yes I do it's when a minor becomes freed from his parents and becomes his own adult. You're the one who doesn't know what the term means." Tsubaki tried to calm her miester.

"May I continue?" Kidd asked still in his calm sad voice. The two nodded, "It turns out his parents don't have the best relationship with him to say the least. Apparently they sent him here hoping he'd be killed. They also had him Emancipated so they had no responsibility for him. I could go into further detail but I don't think it's my place."

"That's horrible for Soul," Tsubaki said.

"Supposedly his brother is the only real family he has. My father explained that the only way Soul leaves the academy is on his own terms because he's his own guardian. Wes said he'd be staying in Death city until Soul came with him."

Maka started to tear up, "Why didn't he tell me?"

Black*Star put a hand on her shoulder, "It'll be alright when Soul's better we'll go together and rough that Wes up a little."

Kidd interjected, "That wouldn't be the best course of actions. Turns out Soul's family are famous rich musicians. He'd have you arrested in a heartbeat."

Maka gripped her partner's hand tighter finding that the only comforting thing in the room. "I can't believe his own family sent him to the academy because they want him dead. That's horr-"

"Who told you that?" Soul's eyes were open and blazing crimson red. He was furious with what he had just discovered by waking. Maka stayed silently stunned. His voice now harder than before, "Who told you that?"

Kid spoke up, "I overheard Wes tell my father while he was trying to convince him to expel you."

Soul took his hand back from Maka and started to rub it with the other, "That hurt by the way."

"I'm sorry," was all Maka could get out.

Black*Star tried to comfort Soul, "Don't worry Soul I'll put your jerk brother in his place!"

Soul looked at him with honest eyes, "Wes isn't a jerk he's just an overprotective brother. In his mind he's doing the right thing. He can be so uncool some times."

Maka whispered, "He told me to tell you he'd be back with Candy Corn."

Soul's face lit up for a brief second and then he went back to his cool self. "Oh." Maka was startled that he liked Candy Corn that much to loose his cool demeenar.

Kidd spoke not being able to hold his burning question any longer, "Soul, are you going to leave the academy?"

Soul smirked his sharky tooth smile, "Not a chance."

"Are you sure about that?" Wes stood in the door frame.

There was a girl standing beside him. She was the same age as the meisters and weapons. She had wavy reddy purple hair that almost resembled raspberries; it was down and fell to just above her elbows. Her eyes a greeny hazel that complimented her red apple colored blump lips. Black relaxed fit jeans, a white armless blouse that had ripped fabric on the front in a twisting design and a small flowered fabric hoodie covered her perfectly curved body that would almost rival Blair's.

The girl was holding back tears. Her voice was low, "Wes told me you almost died. I told you not to come here didn't I? I would have never helped you train if I knew this. . . . . would happen." Soul was frozen. He couldn't move his chest felt like it was being ripped apart again. The girl realized she was being too emotional for her liking and shook her head. "But that's to be expected with me not around!"

Soul snapped out of it, "Wes I told you not to call Taylor!"

Taylor laughed, "Wow, I'm right here. So you're saying I'm not aloud to visit my best friend when he's in the hospital!" She air quoted 'Best Friend.' "Oh wait are we still friends? Because I was kind of confused when you told me that thing and left for this fucked up place!" She started to realize what she was saying and who was listening.

Soul looked down and once again covered his eyes with his bangs, "Can we talk about this later? Please this is so uncool?" Maka was feeling so in the dark it was paaing her off. But really what was she to do demand to hear the story from the beginning.

She sighed, "Yeah when you get out of here we can go for pizza or something and figure things out." She smiled annoyed at their company.

Black*Star couldn't contain himself any longer. He walked up to the girl and looked her in the eye, "How could she like me?" He asked Wes and Soul. The two looked each other up and down.

Taylor laughed, "You? Like me? No way in hell!"

Wes laughed, "You'd be surprise. Let's try something out." The man smiled and ushered for the two to sit down. They sat beside each other. What are your goals in life Black*Star?"

Black*Star shouted, "To surpass GOD of course!"

"And yours?"

"To paint a picture that makes the Monalisa look bad."

Wes chuckled, "See you're both delusional."

"Hey!" They both stood up. "Soul, tell him that isn't true." They realized they were talking together and looked at each other skeptically.

Taylor suggested to Blck*Star, "Why don't you just go play your little God game in the corner and let the mature people comfort Soul."

"Like you're doing such a great job you and him," He pointed to Wes. "Have only made him feel worse!"

Soul sighed, "Who am I kidding; you guys are pretty similar. Sorry." He cringed knowing the yelling that would follow.

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