Pinky Promise

Disclaimer: I don't own Soul Eater. By the way, thank you guys for the great reviews! I guess I'll just keep doing what I do! :)

As they grew closer to the room, the beeping became louder and louder. Maka, Tsubaki, Black Star, and Soul followed the nurses to Kid, Liz, and Patti's room and when they got there, they were greeted with an unpleasant sight. Kid was seizing, Liz was seeing hallucinations, claiming the nurses were monsters, and Patti was having a stroke. A nurse came up to Maka and said a few words the rest of the group couldn't understand.

"She says we need to leave," Maka translates for them. They all nod and leave the room, watching the door close behind them, the panicked faces of the doctors disappearing behind the walls. The beeping was still audible, but not as alarming as before. They were all just staring at the white door for a while when they heard Liz's voice.

"Don't come near me!" she said, followed by the unmistakable noise of a hand slapping a face. Hard.

"Get away from me! Hey! Don't touch me! What is that?! What's in that syringe?!" she screamed.

"Ouch!" she yelled, followed by silence on her part. On the other hand, Kid and Patti's machines were still beeping at a very fast pace. A few words were exchanged from the nurses and doctors before one machine decreased in noise, one still blaring. A few more words were spoken when the other machine went silent as well. A few moments later, a nurse walked out of the room, followed by the other nurses who went to help. One nurse was rubbing her cheek, which had a red mark in the shape of a hand.

"You may see them now," she said with a strong French accent. Everyone nodded and entered the room. All three of them were either asleep or unconscious. Tsubaki and Black Star went to see how Liz was while Soul went to see Patti. Maka walked over to Kid. His wound was bandaged, wrapped with bleach white cloth, blood staining the inside. His face was covered with a mask around his nose and mouth, similar to the one they had on him when they first brought him in. She felt her eyes begin to water. A single tear left her face and landed on the white blankets on Kid's bed.

"Stop it," she told herself, but her eyes wouldn't listen. Many tears gathered in her jade eyes and traveled down her flushed cheeks. She let out a small sob causing Soul to look over at her. He left Patti and walked up to Maka, his 'cool stride' gone.

He didn't say any words, knowing she wouldn't listen to him, and just put his hand on her shoulder. She cried even harder. Soul thought he'd done something wrong and was about to take his hand away when she placed her forehead on his chest, covering her eyes with her hands. He was shocked for a moment, then gently put his arms around her shoulders, resting his hands on her back.

"Maka," he said. No reply.

"Maka please stop crying," he said in a caring tone. Again, no reply.

"Maka listen to me," he said, his caring tone becoming a little less caring. She tensed up slightly then rubbed her eyes. She put her hands to her sides and slowly lifted her head to meet his eyes. He flinched, her eyes looked so sad, and removed his hands from around her, one still gripping her shoulder. She sniffled.

"I'm fine," she said, rubbing her nose with a finger. He knew she wasn't, but he didn't say anything. He's lived with her long enough to know not to, that it would only cause her to get mad at him for some reason. He knows this girl. He loves her. He's loved her since he met her, he was just too stubborn to realize it until now. That day at the piano drifted into his head. He knows why he played for her that day, now. He knows why he accepted being her weapon. He nodded and took her hand off her shoulder. They both stood there, quiet for a few minutes, until Maka broke the silence.

"Do you think they're going to be okay?" she asked.

"Yeah," Soul replied. "I do."

A few hours later, everybody tried to fall asleep, but only Black Star succeeded at that task. The two weapons started getting hungry and asked Maka if she wanted to get food with them. She declined, just in case someone woke up and the only person in the room was Black Star, who was now snoring loudly. Tsubaki and Soul left and Maka took a chair beside Kid's bed. She just stared at him, his face emotionless and almost lifeless. The only indication he was actually alive was his chest moving up and down slightly, the beeping on the machine that showed his heart beat, and the mask on his face occasionally fogging from his breath. She felt herself growing tired when Kid's eyes fluttered open.

"Kid?" Maka said, worry filling her words. His eyes drooped and looked extremely tired. He slowly moved his gaze to Maka, who was now out of her chair and leaning over the side of the bed.

"W-Wings," he whispered, so quiet Maka had trouble hearing him.

"What?" she said, confused by his words.

"W-Wing..." he said, then his eyes closed again and he looked just as he had before, lifeless.

"Wings? Is that what he said? What does that mean?" she asked herself. Soul and Tsubaki came back in the room, their hands filled with a variety of foods, knowing Black Star was probably hungry. Maka was so deep in thought she didn't even notice them come in until a biscuit was hanging in front of her face.

"Hey," Soul said, his mouth full of food. "Eat something."

Maka grabbed the biscuit and took a nibble, then set it on the plate he gave her on her lap. She was too worried and distracted to eat at the moment. Soul gave her a puzzled look then shrugged and flopped on the couch next to Black Star, which woke him up. Black Star yawned and rubbed his eyes, but when he saw the food, his eyes shot open and he began shoving food in his mouth like a wild tiger. Soul, Tsubaki, and Black Star all sat together and talked and laughed while they ate. Maka still sat by herself next to Kid's bed, staring at the biscuit in her lap, thinking about what he'd said to her. Then memories of that night when he and Liz and Patti got hurt. She couldn't help but have that feeling of guilt rush through her. The images of Kid, Liz, and Patti lying on the ground, pools of blood around them. She didn't want her friends to know what she was thinking. She didn't want them to worry about her. But it just came out, her mouth clearly not in sync with her brain. Those four words just escaped her lips without her permission.

"It's all my fault."