Sorry I've been gone for a long while guys, but I'm back now!

And I have brought you the next chapter!

I know it probably seems really short,

but I wanted the next part in another chapter.

I missed you guys :(


Run

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Maka POV:

A dark room. I could have sworn my eyes were open, but what I was standing in was complete and utter blackness. Was I standing? I could have sworn I was floating. Maybe I was laying down. What way was I facing? Left or right, I had no idea. What way was up? What way was down? I had no clue where I was or what was happening.

I tried as hard as I possibly could to open my eyes wider, praying that my eyes were only just closed and I hadn't realised, but no matter how hard I tried, my eyes were already open and I was facing the shadows all around me.

Something about this dark room seemed familiar, like I had seen it somewhere before in some part of my life but not being able to remember angered me completely, making me want to somehow destroy this dark room.

Oh… I remember.

The day I fell over the railings, escaping the grasp of the grey haired man, falling from that silver blade that tried so hard to be held against my throat, slicing at the skin and drawing the blood from inside my veins that rested beneath my skin.

But every time it inched closer to my flesh, I fell.

Drip…

Suddenly, I was swimming in water. Water filled the dark room, soaking around my waist, lifting me from the ground and bobbing me up and down as waves crashed around me, like I was in the middle of the ocean. But this was nothing but a room.

I felt it rising. Getting deeper and deeper each second that went past, lifting me higher and higher and higher. The waves got stronger and stronger trying to force me back deeper into the room.

Where the hell is it all coming from?

I begun to panic, wondering what would happen when I hit the ceiling of the room; Would I drown? Would I be able to escape? Would I ever see Kid again? I was so beyond terrified.

There was a light.

As the water rose, I got closer to it, letting it light up the dark room around me making the walls visible and as I stared at my surroundings I noticed the water around me wasn't water at all, in fact it was…

Blood?

I held my hand inches away from my face, staring up at my bloody hand, watching it run down my arm and drip off, falling back into the blood bath that was soaking me away until there was nothing left.

I froze completely, every bone throughout my entire body stiffening as more blood begun to pour in through the walls, pulling me under as I reached the ceiling above me, reaching out my arm trying to grab hold of the light.

It was so close, but yet so far…

I was pulled under.

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Death the Kid POV:

"Maka!" I gripped on tight to her shoulders, slamming her against the sand again and again. "Wake up!"

Water dripped from her face, escaped her lips and ran from the corner of her eyes drenching her entire body and mine also as I had to pull her from the ocean behind me, half an hour of searching the waves.

I was so afraid. "Maka!"

I grew more afraid as her eyes remained closed tightly, only drips of water flowing out from underneath her eyelids like she was crying, only I knew she wasn't. It was because she had drowned.

"I know you can hear me!" I felt tears beneath my eyelids.

Oh god… Please wake up, Maka.

My grip on her shoulders got tighter, wanting to give up throwing her against the sand, but not wanting to give up trying to bring her back to the air breathing life living Maka that I knew, but for this moment in time she was nothing but a body resting against the beach.

I threw my arms around her neck. "I need you to breathe, Maka…"

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Maka POV:

I'm not breathing. I was anything besides breathing. Not taking a deep enough breath before I was sucked beneath the surface, but was now unable to reach my head above the surface again. I was completely breathless.

"I need you to breathe, Maka…"

I had heard him, his voice close to my ear as his breath tickled at my eardrum. I heard him speaking to me from the other side, the living side, the side I longed to be on. But I could only return if I breathed, if I reached my head above the blood, to breathe.

I couldn't reach though, I couldn't pull my arm above me to reach out to something that was there, there was nothing there. I was stuck beneath the blood bath, breathless of the air that was above me. I needed it.

The light still sat above the surface of the water, calling me towards it like a moth to a flame. But no matter how much I tried to force myself against the current of the water, I was forcefully dragged away again.

My legs kicked themselves as fast as the bloody water would let them, moving against the crashing waves as fast as I possibly could, still remaining to try and push myself to the light that I wish could've swallowed me whole.

"Just breathe for me..."

My arms were pushed out in front of me, my fingers spread wide as I urged to touch the wall before me, hoping that I were able to break it in my suffocating grasp. That my fingertips were just about strong enough to crack it in front of me.

I brushed it with the tips of my fingers, being able to place the whole of my palm against it as I kicked myself closer. Feeling as the blood around me streamed past my palm as I pushed the gap between the wall and my hand closer.

Come on Maka. I held myself closer to the wall. Wake up.

Despite the current trying to pull me backwards, trying to pull every inch of my body away from my freedom, I tried to slam my body harder into the wall before me, wanting to create as many cracks, dents and holes that could ever possibly be made.

My head felt as if it were spinning, spinning beneath the surface of the suffocating blood bath that tried to drown me to my end. Drown me in blood that most likely wasn't even my own.

I was floating in every ounce of blood that had been slit from their throats. All ten kills throats, their wrists even included. Every drip of blood that were running throughout their bodies, I were swimming in at that moment.

I longed for air. I longed to breathe. I wished to be alive.

Break the wall Maka.

My weakened body continued to slam itself against the rooms blood infested wall, feeling it crack beneath my hip as I barged against it one more time. Already the crack began to seep away the oozing redness that tried to destroy me.

"Maka..." Kid's sobbing voice. "I love you."

My eyes widened, my heart throbbed to a stop, my whole body froze as I stared at the breaking wall in front of where I floated. Watching specs of it crumble beneath my shaking fingertips.

Just one more hit.

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Death the Kid POV:

I watched the trails of water run from her upper lip. Her skin growing more pale as the seconds passed. Her lips slowly quivering to blue and her eyes remaining shut no matter how many times I were to call her name.

The ambulance were on its on way, but it seemed like they were taking an eternity to arrive. And no way did she have long before she were finally drawn away from me altogether, her damaged body would be lost amongst the ones in the graveyard. And I'd kill myself before I'd let that happen.

"I love you Maka!" I screamed at the top of my lungs. "So breathe!"

Still, there was nothing. No movement from her cold lusting lips, nor her motionless pale fingers.

I held her delicate face in my hands. "Please, I'm begging you."

Though unconscious, she remained beautiful. Her closed eyes still glistened with the specs of dripping water than had yet to fall from her hairline. Her rosy cheeks, which were now as pale as the winter snow. The snow that were freshly laid against the stone cold ground.

Staring at her were close to perfection, if only she had a heartbeat.

I couldn't prevent myself anymore.

Slowly I leaned my head towards hers, feeling no tickle of her hesitant breaths against my upper lip as I did so, no matter how much I longed to. But while being this close, I could still faintly smell her scent on her fragile skin, and it was utterly beautiful.

My hands held on lightly to her drenched shoulders, my fingertips pressing against her frozen skin as I lifted her face to meet my own. And it was then, after years of wishing she were mine, watching her and wanting to shield her in my arms. I placed my lips against hers.

I love you so much, Maka.

And it was just for a second but I swore I felt her press her lips firmer against mine. I swore I could feel her head rising to meet mine, pressing her lips deeper against my own as if the kiss I were giving her weren't enough for her weakened little body.

Her lips parted beneath my own. "Kid..."

Quickly I pushed myself away from her, preparing to see her closed eyes beneath me as if I had only imagined her movements and her fragile words. But as I looked down at the little blonde beneath me, I saw her eyes were open. Like slits, but they were open.

"Maka!" I didn't hesitate to throw my arms around her. "You're gonna be okay, the ambulance will be here soon!"

A tint of a smile were placed on the corner of her pale lips, seeming to warm up the rest of her whitened face as she looked directly towards me. Her emerald green eyes appearing to be the only bit of color she owned in that moment.

"Kid..." She whispered. "I love you too..."

I sighed in relief. "You have no idea how happy I am to hear you say that Maka."