Maka walked around the school as clumsily as ever. She stumbled with every step she took. Last night, she shed about a million tears.

"I hate my life." She muttered, pushing open the door to class crescent moon.

"Maka. You're late. Please stay out in the hall." Stein ordered. Maka rolled her eyes and closed the door.

"Damn."

Stein stepped out and warned her not to do that again.

"Are you okay?" He asked, finally noticing her red, puffy eyes, also with a hint of drowsiness and tiredness.

"Yeah yeah. Whatever I'm fine." She pushed past him and slammed the door open. She walked to her seat, with everyone staring at her. She stopped in the middle of walking up the stairs, and commented.

"The hell are you all looking at?"

The whole class became wide-eyed. She continued to her seat and sat down. Soul turned his head to her.

"What's wrong, Maka? What was that?"

"Why do you care?"

"I want to know what's wrong with my meister."

"The hell does it matter?" She spat. Soul continued to look at her until she gave him a death glare. After class ended, she walked out of class and out of the school. Soul chased after her and grasped her arm.

"Maka where are you going?!"

"Out." She pulled away from him.

"No!" He grabbed her again. "It's lunch time. Where are you headed?!"

"To eat something outside!"

"You know we're not allowed to." He softened his grip. Maka took this as a chance and ran. He immediately responded and ran after her.

"Stay the hell away from me!" She shook her head and kept on running. Soul didn't say anything and continued to follow her.

"You don't understand!" Maka continued. "No one does!" She was about to trip, but kept on running as she almost fell to the ground.

"Maka! Enough! Stop this!"

She took a turn into a dark ally and Soul turned as well. When he looked though, nothing was there.

"Dammit I lost her!" He ran down the alley way and looked in every direction. He continued forward and saw more paths.

"What is this? Some kind of maze?"

He walked down and took many lefts and rights.

"Maka! Maka come out!" He looked up, seeing the clouds darkening up. While he was looking up, he saw a tiny door.

"What's a door doing up there? There's no way somebody could climb that without a ladder."

He searched around for one and to his luck, found what he was looking for. He set it against the brick wall and climbed on it. Not caring how unstable it was and how he could fall over and injure himself. He opened the tiny door and jumped in it, letting the ladder fall as his weight lifted from it. He closed the door behind him and was surrounded by darkness.

"Where's the light?"

He lifted his hand out and searched for one. He crawled around the tiny space and fell into a hole.

"GAH!"

He landed on his back and in a room full of teenagers. The walls and floor were wooden. People stared at him, but soon ignored him seeing as he was harmless. The lights in there were dim, so he had to adjust his eyes. He stood up and walked around searching for Maka, looking like a lost child.

"Maka?"

Some more teenagers stole glances at him. Some even glared at him.

He looked at the people around him, and just about everybody was wearing black. They blended in with the room, making it harder for him to spot his meister.

"Maka! Where are you!?"

"Hey. What are you doing here?" A girl called out to him. He turned to get a look at her, and saw her appearance. She had short brown hair, grey sweats, and a tight black T-shirt. She had on neon green and pink bracelets which made her stand out more.

"What's it to you?"

"Hey! Don't you have any respect? I'm trying to help!" She walked up to him and poked his chest. "Now, what are you doing here? I've asked you twice now, and I'm not going to repeat myself."

Soul stepped back.

"I'm looking for someone."

The teenage girl moved her hand in a circular motion to tell him to go on.

"Have you seen a girl come by here with pigtails? She's wearing a black cloak-"

"Her? She's new here."

"Where is she?"

"None of your business." She folded her arms. Soul rolled his eyes.

"And you wanted to help?"

"What are you to her?"

"I'm her weapon."

The girl's eyes widened and her arms dropped to her sides.

"You're from the DWMA?!"

Soul smirked.

"Yeah."

His grin disappeared and he took off. He continued to search for his partner. Soon enough, he walked into a dark, empty room. There was a window, but that was all the light he could get.

As he inspected the place, he spotted his partner. He ran up to her and grabbed her shoulder.

"Hey! Maka!"

She didn't respond.

"Come on. We're going home."

He began to pull her but she stayed in her place.

"What's wrong, Maka?"

She turned around and stared into Soul's eyes.

"My mama died..."

Tears came dripping down her face. Soul looked at her with concern written all over his face.

"I miss her." Maka commented. Soul pulled her into a soft hug. Maka then let herself let it all out. She clutched his jacket and sobbed into his shirt. He patted her head, trying to comfort her.

"Don't worry. She's in a better place now."

That caused her to cry more and Soul rolled his eyes.

I shouldn't have said that.

Maka soon fell asleep. All that crying made her tired. Soul picked her up over his shoulder.

She slept standing up.

After a couple of days Maka managed to cool off. Soul was still concerned and he wanted to know what she was doing in that place he found her in first.

"Why were you in that building?"

"Do you even know what that is?"

"No."

"Well, it's a club. That's where teenagers like us go to when he face something traumatic. There, people talk about it with other people who went through the same thing or something like that."

"What about that room I found you in? You were alone."

"I needed time to think."

"Ok. Well, next time need something to talk about, tell me about it."

"Okay." Maka smiled at Soul. She knew he would always be there for her.

A/N: (Song: 'Coming Down' by Five Finger Death Punch.)