Day 3 – Insanity

It had been two weeks. Two weeks since Soul 'Eater' Evans had been lost to the madness. He had gone insane shortly after Maka had gotten injured on a mission they had been on. She was in a coma, and Stein anticipated her to never wake up again.

As was the course of action, Soul was kept in a room downstairs away from any one that he could, and would harm. No one could pull him out of it, and all he kept saying over and over again was how it was his fault that Maka was 'dead', along with other incomprehensible things that he said about death, power, and madness.

It was silent in the infirmary, the only sound was the steady beeping of the heart monitor that was connected to a very lifeless Maka. Very slowly, Maka's brain started buzzing back to life, as if it knew that something was wrong. Something was very, very wrong.

It was the middle of the night, and Soul was in his cell, and as usual was rambling on about insane matters, his smirk was so wide that it looked like it was going to break open the skin at the sides of his mouth on order to extend itself. He had somehow gotten his thoughts together long enough to figure out how to make a noose from tying his bed sheets together. He kept telling himself that today he would join his angel in heaven, and that he would never let her go. It was kind of cute, but it was also extremely creepy.

Soul's wavelength almost seemed like it was calling out for help. Like it was trying to get Maka to wake up, so that she could stop his insane counterpart from killing them both.

Maka's soul responded with a jolt of energy, which brought Maka out of her coma with a startling jump. She sat up in the infirmary bed, and looked around as she breathed heavily, sweat coating her face and palms.

She wiped her head with her hand, which only resulted in more sweat in the various areas of her upper body area. She ignored it and looked around the room for her partner, who almost seemed to be screaming her name to get her attention.

"Soul..?" Maka called out softly. She knew that she had went into a coma, and she didn't want to draw anyone's attention, in fear that they would make her stay put. It was one of those things where she could hear what was going on outside, but she couldn't respond or move. She was basically in a vegetative state, yet Stein said that he wouldn't classify it as that, yet.

Right before Soul had gone insane, he had been by Maka's bed side (though he was slowly slipping away at that point), he had told her some things that Maka had never been expecting him to say. Things that she wanted to say back, but she knew that she wouldn't ever get the chance if she didn't find him soon.

She pulled the tubes and monitors out of her beaten body before she stood up, a bit shakily at first. Once she gained her balance, she followed the path that Soul's soul had showed her, and stopped just before the door that Soul was behind. Luckily it was one of those doors that was unlocked on the outside, and locked on the inside.

Maka sighed and put her hand on the handle. "Soul, I'm coming in. Alright?" The insane cackling of her once sane partner echoed through chambers as her answer. Maka frowned and opened the door to see her partner kick the stool out from under himself, and his body drop and bob up and down a few times before gong still.

Maka's eyes widened. "Soul!" She ran over to him, and tore him down from his prison. She laid him on the ground and shook him gently. "Soul! Soul! Open your eyes! Please!" Maka was sobbing at this point, her tears overtaking the sweat that caked her face.

Soul's once clouded eyes opened clear, as he drifted in and out of consciousness. "M-Maka… You're alive..?" His voice was once again back to normal, the suicide attempt had knocked him out of it.

Maka nodded as tears trickled down her face. "S-Soul I-" He put a finger to her lips weakly. "Shhhhhh…" He said weakly. "I-I'm… So… Happy…" He choked out. He put his hand on Maka's cheek and looked at her lovingly before breathing his last pained breathe, but it wasn't in vain.

Maka's eyes widened as she felt Soul's hand go cold, she held his hand onto her cheek with his own, her eyes showing her shock and sadness that she was feeling. "Soul…" She shook her partner's body gently at first. "Soul." She shook him a bit harder. "Soul!" A bit harder. "SOUL!" By this point, Maka was shaking Soul's body violently, her mind not processing that he had passed. She slowly stopped shaking Soul, a smile slowly spreading across her face as she lost herself.

The last anyone heard from the two was a loud, insane cackle in the DWMA basement.

Authors Note:

Please don't kill me. It was originally supposed to be cute. Oops.