A/N: *Collapses*

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And it came to me then that every plan
Is a tiny prayer to father time
As I stared at my shoes in the ICU
That reeked of piss and 409
And I rationed my breaths as I said to myself
That I've already taken too much today
As each descending peak on the LCD
Took you a little farther away from me
Away from me~

*_Soul's POV_*

The minute I put my lips to her forehead, all hell broke loose.

Her eyes widened so much that it looked painful, and they darted around spastically. Her body started to shake. Her teeth chattered like she had just been outside the whole day in skimpy clothes. To make it short, something was not right.

Her breaths came out in sharp, panicked pants. She was sobbing, but her eyes were dry.

"Stop it! It hurts! So much! Why? Why did you say that? I loved you! I lo-"

She had remembered.

Not good.

By the time I had registered that fact, she had stopped. Her words cut off abruptly. Her arms stopped flailing around, her legs stopped flinging themselves at anything solid. The LCD stopped its erratic pace and returned to the slow and steady tempo it had whenever she was unconscious.

She put her hand to her head and looked like she had lost something important and was trying to remember where it had gone.

Something important. Like her memories of me.

Her mind had blocked me out so that she could be happy again and not be plagued with thoughts of me. Pretty smart, if you ask me. The easy route is what she took.

And who was I to walk back in and ruin her sanity?

I left the room before Maka had the chance to look at my retreating figure.

~Amongst the vending machines and year-old magazines
In a place where we only say goodbye
It stung like a violent wind that our memories depend
On a faulty camera in our minds
And I knew that you were a truth I would rather lose
Than to have never lain beside at all
And I looked around at all the eyes on the ground
As the TV entertained itself~

_Maka's POV_

Before I could realize what was happening, he had left. The nameless man had come and gone.

The nameless man that had come here for no real reason had come and gone.

Somehow, I wanted to follow after him….

But I didn't know why.

He seemed special for some unknown reason.

The tip of my tongue….

I grimaced at my faulty memory bank.

What had I done to get here? I saw the machines I was hooked up to, and it looked serious. Needles were stuck in me, my heartbeat monitored, and there were little clear, circular sticky things stuck all over my body. Gauze was wrapped around my head and one of the fingers on my left hand was in a tiny cast.

I looked down at the rumpled sheets.

What did I do?

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*_Soul's Point of view_*

When I had kissed Maka, my world had become a shade brighter. The spectrum of colors had adjusted to fit my eyes perfectly. It was like taking off dark sunglasses that you had never known you had on; everything was vibrant, everything righted itself again.

When she had pushed me away and had regained her memories for that slight instant, her reaction made the world turn gray again. Uninspiring, lifeless, and bleak.

I wanted so much to go back there. To tell her that I was wrong, that she was an idiot, that if she did that again she wouldn't be in the hospital, she'd be dead, because I would've killed her for doing that. I wanted to tell her that if she was going to be an idiot, she would have to do it herself, because a cool guy didn't do stupid things.

I wanted to tell her a lot of things.

Like how I admired her strength, how I hated her violent tendencies, and how I loved it when the first thing I saw when she woke me up in class was her eyes.

Like about how I had dreamed about her on many occasions.

Like how I didn't tell her because I thought she didn't like men, and would think of me like she had thought of her father. Another cheating, malicious, unfaithful male. The spawn of the devil himself.

But… what I wanted to say… would never come out… There had to be a right time and place to do it, or else you'd look and feel dumb…

But now I'd have to wait… until Maka would have completely forgotten me... or if she remembered…

If she remembered, I would have to set things right. I would have to go see her and make sure she didn't have another episode like I saw back there. But if I went to see her… would I be the reason she did that?

My thoughts kept spinning and spinning… like a snake in the sand, moving endlessly, getting nowhere in the oblivion of the desert.

Spinning and spinning and spinning…

I was going to have to wait this out, whether I wanted to or not.

But I wasn't going to be here to wait. Oh no, I had to leave here.

But in a city that was spiraling away and away, how was I going to decipher which way was out?

~Cause there's no comfort in the waiting room
Just nervous pacers bracing for bad news
And then the nurse comes round and everyone lift their heads
But I'm thinking of what Sarah said

That love is watching someone die

So who's gonna watch you die? ~

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_*_Liz's POV_*_

My bed sheets were so hot they were smothering. The window was open, but I still felt like I was running a thousand degree temperature. Which, last time I checked, I wasn't. Sleep could probably make this go away, but sleep was a thing that not many people were having an easy time grasping these days.

I had been too lazy to change out of my clothes, and I thanked my slovenly ways. I threw my covers off of my sweating body and stuck my head out of the window. It just about froze my face off, which felt so good right then.

Hastily putting on some slip on boots, my feet instantly making the shoes hot and uncomfortable, I left my house. I felt underdressed and underprepared without the primping I usually did. I felt naked, even with all my layers.

The pads of my feet made a small thumthum every time they hit the pavement. I walked slowly, at a leisurely pace. My breath made little clouds around me, such a familiar sight these days. The freezing air enveloped wherever my skin was left bare, seeping inside me and chilling me to the bone.

My gaze went downwards, looking only at the next patch of sidewalk, and then the next, and then the next.

I started hearing another pattern of thumthum that wasn't mine. I looked up to make sure I didn't run into some unfortunate soul.

Oh, yes. Ass kicking will get to happen today!

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_*Soul's POV*_

Oh no.

*_*_Liz's POV_*_*

I raced forward before he got the chance to run away. I took him by the collar, holding him up so that only the tips of his toes were touching the ground.

This was going to be entertaining.

What a great way to end the day…

A/N: Yay! DOUBLE UPDATE!

But it took the same time as two updates…. . SHUT UP, BACKGROUND PERSON!

I have found out that I have Tech 2 next school year! Woo hoo! He only picks a handful of people who apply for it, and it's only one class. All the other classes he teaches are just regular Tech 1 classes. THEY DON'T BAN FANFICTION! What a great way to start out my day, the first place you come to is full of computers.

Oh yeah, the song is called What Sarah Said by Death Cab for Cutie. Listen to it.