Story Title: We Are Broken

Genre: Drama, Romance, Action, Suspense, and Tragedy.

Rating: Teen (T) for now. Might change, but I doubt it.

Summary: Maka and Soul have been partners since they both entered the academy. They have been through hell and back, making sure that they saved each other when needed. After a few years, Maka finally made Soul into a Death Scythe, one that was going to overpower her father. The job of a Death Scythe was more than both of them could ever known. What happens when Maka feels that her life is at a stand still while everyone else's is moving? Maka moves on, feeling it's what she needs. Is that the right choice or is someone controlling this decision?

Soul's Greatest Scare.
Show Me Your Memories, Please?

I didn't know if it was the bouncing of the car or if I was just causing it myself, but I found that I couldn't sit still for one moment.

But I did know that I was excited.

It has been eight months, eight long months out in war.

Eight months without friends around to have fun with.

Eight months without seeing my small apartment.

Eight months without Maka.

These have been the longest eight months of my life. I swore the time stopped at moments just to tease with me, but I wasn't mad at it anymore.

These long eight months were finally over and I was heading back now.

The car was quiet as we entered Death City, everyone just amazed with how the city looks. None of us have been so happy to see the old buildings of this town.

It was almost like seeing heaven for us.

"We will be dropping you guys off at the academy." The driver called to us, peeling some of our eyes away from the windows. "This has been a rough time for all of you and I want you guys to know that you have made a difference for this town. Everyone here is thankful that you guys went out and did this for them.

"Your loved ones are proud."

A smile pulled on my lips when he said that. I turned my eyes back to the window as the buildings passed us, blurring by.

Soon, I would be back to my old life.

I would be back to Maka.

As soon as the doors opened, all of our bodies fell out onto the ground. Some were kissing the ground; others were just shouting to the skies that they were glad to be back. Me? I was running down the street already with my bag over my shoulder.

I couldn't make my legs go faster, even though I was begging them too. The faster that I could get myself to run; the faster I would be back in our small little apartment. The faster that I could see my partner, the one that has waited for me all this time.

The person that cared the most for me.

And the person that I cared the most for in return.

I took two stairs at a time as I ran up the staircase towards our apartment. My bag was flaling behind me, smashing into my back with every movement that I made. The pain disappeared and now it was just numb, but I didn't let that stop me.

I pulled the key from my pocket and unlocked the door, not even checking if it was unlocked in the first place. I pushed the door open with little force before barging inside.

To be honest, I was a little disappointed not to see her laying on the couch with a book in her hands.

I threw my bag down next to the door and closed it with my foot. I walked slowly into the apartment, looking around. I was just taking it all in, taking in the sights that I have been missing for the past few months.

I slipped my hands into my jean pockets and smiled. You could never get use to the feeling of walking back into your home after being away for a little. It was an amazing feeling.

One that I would want to feel everyday.

I snapped out of my thoughts and turned down the small hallway that led to her room. I didn't even stop at my room, not caring about that right now. I approached her door and knocked gently before opening it up.

"Maka?" I called as I peeked my head in.

Empty.

There was no one on the bed.

There was no one at her small desk.

There was no one here.

I raised an eyebrow and walked out of her room, closing the door gently behind me. I looked around once the door was closed, thinking of where she could be.

I walked back into the main room, still thinking. I rubbed the back of my neck as I made my way to the kitchen. "Where did you run off yo, idiot?" I muttered to myself as I opened the frigde. I pulled out a water bottle, twisted off the cap, and took a sip of the water.

I closed the fridge door with my foot and went to walk into the living room again, when something caught my eye.

A small yellow piece of paper was laying on the counter, like it was waiting for me.

Setting the bottle down, I crossed the room in four steps and ripped the paper off of the counter. My eyes scanned over it quickly, recognizing Maka's handwriting right away.

Soul,

When you read this, I guess that you means that you have finally returned from the war. It is so glad that you have made through in one piece, just like I asked you to do when you left me.

I am sorry that I couldn't keep my promise to be here when you got back.

I have gone off to be with my mother for a few weeks. I guess I just needed her after you left, I hope you can understand that. I promise to return back to you like you have returned back to me. It shouldn't be long, so don't miss me too much, okay?

Love, Maka.

The paper dropped from my hands after I read over it a few times. She wasn't here in Death City? After I promised to come back to her in one piece, she isn't here to welcome me back?

I sighed and shook my head. "You are lucky that I care for you, bookworm." I muttered to myself as I walked towards my room. I grabbed my bag on the way and threw it over my shoulder. "So lucky."

I rubbed my eyes a little and yawned, clearing the memory from my mind. I leaned back against the wall more as I stared at the wall across from me.

Sitting outside of the Dispensary was not a good time. It made me look uncool.

They were currently running some more tests on Maka. A few days after she arrived here, after that battle with the Kishin, my partner slipped into coma. Nygus told me that this was good, but it could also be bad.

It was good because then her body was giving itself the chance to heal itself. But it was also bad because there was the possibility that she may never wake up from it.

I tried to keep my mind on the idea that her body was just healing, but some thoughts slip through time from time.

Even thought she wasn't awake or aware of what was going on, I stayed by her side. I barely left the academy, only sometimes to shower and change clothes. Lately I have been getting Tsubaki to being me clothes, so that I wouldn't have to leave Maka.

I am still waiting the day that she will open her emerald eyes and loo-

"Someone get Professor Stein!" I heard voices yelling from inside of the room. "Quickly now!"

The door to the Dispensary slammed opened as a nurse ran out and down the hall, going to find Stein.

I jumped to my feet as soon as the nurse was gone. I ran into the Dispensary, only to be met with a horror show.

Nygus and some nurses were gathered around Maka's bed, suddenly working really fast. Some were running around like they didn't know what to do, but none of them looked the slightest bit calm.

"What's going on?" I yelled at them, watching as they rushed around the room. Nygus was working near Maka, her hands on her.

"We're losing her!"

Yea, this chapter is crap.

To be completely honest with you amazing readers, I have lost all my interest with this story. I just find myself not wanting to write it anymore. I know I said I only have like a few chapters left, but I have no idea how to end this. I finally read through this story on here and I found that this went a completely different way then I planned when I started this. Like, I feel like it is not even the same story anymore.

I will try my best to finish for you guys, I promise, but I have no idea when there will be a new chapter.

I really just want to start a new story, one that will actually go the way I plan it to go. I have some ideas and will probably write them down tonight or tomorrow as starters. I really hope that you guys will follow me to that story and many others that I plan to write.

So, yea I am sorry for this sad escuse of a chapter.

Please review for me. Tell me if you are excited for a new story, or if you have any ideas of what I should write about or would like to see me write about. You can even review and tell me how much I suck and that I should just stop writing forever.

I don't care, just please review to bring back my enthusiasm for this story. Please?

xoxo Alysha