An update before the rest of my exams. Seeing that you all want this to continue, I have decided to do so. Thank you so much for the reviews!

I do not own Soul Eater.

"Sleep doesn't help if it's your soul that's tired."

My feverish partner was too nonchalant. He was in denial, saying that he was fine and being oblivious to the fact that he was unstable. It was around 06:30 in the morning when we entered our dimly lit apartment, the only light source being the slight sunlight coming from outside the windows. Soul went straight for the couch and let himself fall onto it with a grunt. I watched as he took off the hoodie and threw it on a nearby chair, then threw off his shoes, my phone still in his hand as he did so. I huffed, annoyed that he had decided to keep it even after I caught up with him. He had just laughed even louder and put it in his pocket, saying it was safer with him. Where did he get that idea? I do not trip over my own feet often or break things. I hurried out of my jacket and boots, then ran over and threw myself over the couch to try to grab it, only for him to hold it out of my reach again.

"Oh real mature! Give it back!" I found myself yelling in annoyance. He could be such a jerk at times. I threw myself over him and just about managed to reach it before pulling back with a triumphed laugh. His own smile soon faltered a bit as he leaned back, arms behind his head. I chose that moment to address the black blood running from his nose in a thin stream.

"Oh?" he carefully placed a few fingers under it, surprised to find it wet and sticky. "Huh, I didn't notice. Did it just start or…"

I shook my head "It started on our way back, you ran off before I could say anything, and by the time I got to you, it stopped. However, it looks like it started again. Just, hold a hand over it, I'll find some paper."

He did as told, watching me as I stood up and went to the kitchen to get a few paper towels as well as turn on the lights. He winced and asked me to turn them off, saying that it still made his eyes hurt. He had the same complaint back in the infirmary. I turned them off and made a mental note to get him a pair of sunglasses. Once I was back on the couch, I quickly wiped away the blood before putting pieces of paper into his nostrils.

"You know, you get nosebleeds on a daily basis whenever Blair is around, but this is the first time that it's been black and out of nowhere. Does it not worry you the slightest? What if something happens to you while we're in battle, one of us could get hurt, or worse."

He shrugged and did not answer the question. Instead, he changed topic after a moment of silence as I finished cleaning his face.

"Are we going to class today? You don't seem keen on going."

I copied his body language and shrugged "I'm not feeling a need to go, but we do have that test today... You cheated last time, remember? This is your chance to redeem yourself. Then again, if you feel sick then you better stay home."

He sighed, eyes focused on a dark mark on the living room wall as I pulled out the paper in his nose, seeing that it had stopped bleeding. Soul had made that mark by accident back when we had a black table. He scraped the wall with it and some of the paint came off. We have considered repainting the living area. "I don't know, I don't feel like going, got this slight headache that won't go away. If you want to go then that's cool, I ain't stopping you."

I was about to tell him that I would rather stay by his side when the doorbell rang, making both of us jump in surprise. Right, we had invited the others over for breakfast to tell them what had caused the seizure last night.

I hurried to my feet, threw out the paper in the trash bin under the sink and opened the door. They came in one big group, and I found myself regretting that I had not started on the meal that we promised, seeing that school would start in about an hour and a half. Luckily, Tsubaki offered to help me make some pancakes while the rest of them went to the living room to ask Soul if he was doing okay. A part of me did not wish to tell our friends about his condition, they might start treating him differently if they found out, like the way I avoided him when I saw the stitches on his chest after the fight against Crona. I know that what I felt back then had been guilt, but what if the others would feel guilty as well? Sympathy towards him? Or even fear? Would they see this as a weakness? Yet there was no point in hiding something that could potentially put everyone in danger.

Kid pulled me out of my own thoughts by complaining about the place being too dark. He was about to turn on the lights when I swatted his hand away with a warning. He looked at me as if I was crazy before heading towards the living area as well, grumbling.

Tsubaki asked what that was about, and once I told her that he was light sensitive, her positive aura went from slightly raised to neutral. To my surprise, it increased a few seconds later. It turned out that BlackStar had a whole drawer full of sunglasses, and upon asking him, he agreed to lend his best friend a pair. "That'll make ya even cooler." The blue haired boy yelled out with his signature laugh before running out, convinced that he could make it home, grab a pair and get back within ten minutes, he was going to surpass god after all.

"Ah, so that is why you did not want me to turn on the lights, I understand now, yet would it not be better to let your eyes get used to the light? I am sure that is possible." Kid questioned to which Soul groaned.

"Maybe, but not now, seeing the light gives me a damn migraine."

"Oh! So you are like a vampire now? Do you feed on blood and raw meat?" Patty was the one to ask questions this time, and despite Soul being slightly frustrated, he calmly answered her and everyone else as questions kept coming.

Once BlackStar was back, (surprisingly it took him less than ten minutes) breakfast was done. Everyone took a plate and upon sitting down together, we went on telling the group what we knew. We explained the black blood, how his body was trying to reject it, as well as how the madness was trying to take over. It was like battling a serious infection, and if he got any worse, well, then he might end up accidentally killing himself or getting killed by the authorities. It was hard to tell our friends that we could be dangerous to be around, yet no one moved away to make distance between us.

"If you go mad, then I'll pull ya out of it!" BlackStar promised with a massive grin and a gentle punch to the shoulder, a punch that Soul returned.

"How would you do that?"

"Dunno, maybe if I shake you really hard! Or if I punched you in the-!" Tsubaki cut his sentence short by covering his mouth with her hand, a nervous smile on her face.

"Let us all hope that you will recover." She said and removed her hand, her partner giving her a glare of betrayal.

Once everyone finished eating, we said our goodbyes and watched them leave to go to morning class. We were now alone again and agreed to head off to bed to catch up on the sleep we had missed. Yet, once he reached his door, he did not enter. He just stared at the doorknob with a blank, almost empty expression. I tried to call out his name, but that did not gain his attention.

"Hey, are you okay? What are you waiting for?" I asked as I placed a hand on his shoulder, yet still he did not respond or react. It was as if he entered some sort of trance.

Not knowing what to do, I lifted his arm and wrapped it around my shoulders, then entered his room with him leaning against me like a lifeless doll. We managed to avoid stepping on anything as I walked through the dark room, then upon reaching his bed carefully made him lay down. Deciding that it would be risky to leave him be alone in a paralyzed state, I hurried out to grab my mattress and sheets, then placed them on the floor a few centimeters away from his bed. I would sleep in there, whether he liked it or not.