I can't believe I forgot.

DISCLAIMER: I, sadly, do not own any of the Soul Eater characters. I do not own Soul Eater itself. I only own the plot.

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Chapter 3: Found Him. Lost You.

Soul ran into the apartment and laid Maka down on the bed. He then proceeded to wait for the doctor he called only moments ago. Soul paced... and paced... and paced. Finally, after what seemed like hours, but was only mere minutes, the doctor arrived.

"Stein? I didn't call you." Soul was contemplating shutting the door, but Maka's life depended on when a doctor looked at her.

"I know how Maka's body responds to certain stimuli. It'll be easier for me to treat her than any other doctor." Stein tried to roll in, but the bump on the uneven tiles in the foyer caused him to flip over. So, being the way Stein is, had to try again.

And again.

And again..

And a-

"Man! We don't have time for this!" Soul screamed, becoming more worried and angry by the moment.

"Right, I almost forgot." It was at that moment that Soul was grateful that Kid wasn't the doctor. If he was, he wouldn't be helping Maka, but obsessing over every... little... detail.

'Maka, you better be ok.' Soul was in such deep thought, he didn't hear Stein calling his name.

"Soul, Maka's conscious." Stein held Maka's hand and looked over to Soul who ran over to the bed, sitting down with a thump next to Maka.

"She's extremely weak. She'll need to be in bed at least a week. She'll need to eat four times a day for six days, then keep a regular timed three meals a day for a healthier Meister. Here's some pills," Stein handed them to Soul and looked at Maka.

"Crushing one of these and putting them in her dinner should help her fall asleep an hour after consuming. She'll wake up rested and alert. If not, then that means a higher dosage. I suggest you stay with her, even though it's not necessary." Stein, for the first time in his life, didn't talk about dissection. There was no reason to.

Until now.

"I could always dissect her and fix the problems."

"No" Soul and Maka said in unison. Stein just left.

"I'm sorry, Soul." Maka said weakly from her bed. Soul just stood there and looked at her.

"Are you ok to stay here by yourself?"

"Hai... ano... why?" She raised her eyes to meet his, shivering under the shrill cold in his eyes.

"I'm going to the market."

Maka brushed his flat tone off and nodded, even though she new he wasn't going to the market.

"I'll be back soon. Get some rest and don't get out of bed." Soul walked away, not bothering to look back. He couldn't look her in the face and tell her that he was going to go murder the bastard that hurt her. At the supermarket.

"Who does that?" Soul muttered under his breath before taking a step into the light of the setting sun.

"Who does what?" A deep voice shocked Soul out of his thoughts. A man in black jeans and a red top stood on the stairs Soul came down, only, he was going up.

"Who are you?" Soul gave the black haired man a questioning look. The man only stared back.

"My name is Kaito Hayashi." Kaito stared down at Soul, a smirk crawling onto his face. "You would be?"

"Soul Eater Evans." Kaito stared down at Soul, his mouth twisted into a sinister smile.

"Nice to meet you, Soul." Soul didn't like the way the man stretched his name. Brushing off the feeling, he waved goodbye and walked towards the supermarket, the man going the other way.

'I'll for sure find him' Soul thought, walking behind an alley.

'You're mine now, Maka Albarn.' Kaito thought, walking towards the apartment he's been stalking for months.

While Soul was searching for that man with his own "methods," holding a knife to a persons throat until he got an answer, Kaito knocked on the door, and Maka was sound asleep, the first time in a while.

Kaito knocked again, this time waking Maka. She got out of bed and walked over to the door. She opened it.

"Hey, man I don't know anything!" A teenage boy with orange hair said "I swear"

"Right, and I'm stupid." Soul pressed the knife harder against his skin "I swear."

"Fine! OK!" Soul pulled the knife away, but kept his arm on his neck.

"He's been stalking some girl's apartment for months now."

"Whose?" Soul kneed his stomach.

"Agh! I don't know. Some blonde chick. With pigtails."

"Who is he?" Soul pressed his arm harder against him. "WHO?"

"Let me go!"

"Not until I get a fucking answer, bitch." Soul growled between his teeth.

"K-Kaito. Kaito Hayashi."

Soul dropped the orange haired boy to the floor and spat on him. After processing what he just said, he ran. He was about a mile away from the apartment and if he didn't hurry, then...

He didn't want to think about it mainly because he didn't know the exact answer.

The orange haired boy pulled out his phone and entered a number.

Hurry.

Send.

He closed his phone and shoved it back into his pocket. Frowning, he felt sorry for the two who had to deal with Katio. But because he valued his life more, he would never admit it.

"Who are you?" Maka asked.

"I'm Kaito Hayashi." Maka's eyes widened slightly. The name sounded so familiar, but she couldn't put a point on it.

"Pleased to meet you, Kaito."

"May I come in?"

"Sure" Maka allowed the tall, slender, good-looking man to step inside.

"You're Maka Albarn, the Legendary Maka Albarn. Correct?" He smiled at her, instantly making her forget her worries. But that small voice inside her was still yelling, only, Maka couldn't hear.

"Yes." Maka slowly nodded, regaining her senses.

"I'm interested in you." Kaito stated flatly. His eyes were the color of blood, and they made you squirm if you stared too long. To make matters worse, his hair was cut above the shoulders, so it had that sexiness to it. The way his lips moved made you want to die.

Only, he was no match for Soul. Soul had the perfect chest, his scar already gone, sculpted so that it had the slight appearance of a six pack, so it looked like a models. His lips were like Maka's; perfect. His eyes, even though blood red, were dreamy, and captured anyone who dared to look into them. His hair was spiky and silver. It was attractive, and always fun to get tangled into when having a-

"Ahem?" Kaito pulled Maka out of her day dream and back into reality. Kaito was there. Sitting in front of her. Asking for something Maka couldn't figure out. Giving bad vibes to Maka who was trying to figure it out.

"Yes?" Maka asked, innocently.

"My assistant texted me and told me to head back soon. But, before I go, how does dinner sound?"

"Umm..." Maka pondered over it for a while before Kaito pushed.

"I have to go soon, so hurry. I mean, please hurry." Kaito smiled nervously.

"Su-"

"MAKA!"

At that moment, Soul opened the door to see a glaring Kaito and a smiling Maka.

"I- I told you t-to stay in bed." Soul said, breathing heavily.

"I'm sorry."

"And you? What're you doing here, Kaito Hayashi? Get away from my girl." Soul walked over to Maka and wrapped an arm around her shoulders, pulling her protectively against his chest. Her face was pressed up against his upper chest, her ear over his heart. She smiled listening to his heartbeat.

"Y-your girl?!" Kaito jumped up and walked over to the Meister-weapon team standing in the middle of the room, holding each other.

"Yes, my girl." Soul clung to Maka, as she just stood there, arms around his waist.

Kaito stayed silent. His plan was ruined all because of Soul. Soul was happier than ever to have Maka up against him. Maka was content being with Soul.

"Maka, you didn't tell me that this... animal... was your boyfriend." Kaito smiled nervously, his plan crumbling before his eyes.

"Animal? Soul isn't an animal. He's the sweetest guy I've known." Soul and Maka's faces were painted with a fine line of blush, each one willing their faces not to betray them.

"Maka, your head feels hot. You need rest. Kaito, the door is over there. You can show yourself out." Soul said, taking Maka towards her room.

That's when it happened. Kaito pulled out a gun.

And aimed at Soul.

BANG!

Maka heard the gun cock. She spun her and Soul around just in time for the bullet to hit her instead of him. She closed her eyes, tears streaming down her face from the pain. Words were not an option, as she collapsed in Soul's arms. Her mouth was open, but no words came out. It was like she was completely frozen. The wound in her back was bleeding, staining her white shirt and yellow vest. Her face went completely pale. She smiled up at a wide eyed Soul.

His feelings were so conflicted. He needed to go after him, but she needed attention.

"S-soul." Maka said, choking on her own blood.

Soul laid her down on the floor, tears staining his own face as he cried into her chest. Her thin arms wrapped around his strong frame and pulled him close.

"Soul... I'm... glad you're ok." Maka smiled at him, watching him as the black spots began to appear around the edges of her eyes.

"Maka, you idiot! I didn't want you to get hurt."

"This is just... just like my nightmares. Only this time... this time I'm able to save you." Her smile faded.

"Maka, don't you dare die on me!" Soul begged her, staining her shirt with his tears.

"It's ok. I'll always be here. And... if I don't make it out alive... I like you... Soul, I like you a lot..." Maka's tears fell harder as she drew in shallow breaths. "I'm sorry I didn't tell you earlier..."

"Shall... I sing you a song?" Maka asked, holding him close.

"Don't-"

"I'm fine." Maka stared at the ceiling and closed her eyes.

She whisper-sang the chorus from "So Goodbye" in english.

"So goodbye don't cry and smile, those Emotionally day's i will treat it as a gift and give you, So goodbye, to the lonely me who once hide in the dark, i need you, i need your... love... again..." Maka breathed the last words before looking at him. "My mother sang that to me... Every time I felt down..."

"Maka, don't!" Soul screamed at her and shook her frame. Maka drew in a sharp breath before closing her eyes and letting it out. "Maka... M-maka... No... no no no no no! NO. MAKA! MAKA COME BACK!"

"NO!" Soul's cries were heard throughout Death City that night. Stein, sensing something was off, hurried over to see Soul kissing the head of what looked to be a dead Maka.

Soul cried against her shirt before he sensed Stein. "She's still alive. Her soul is very faint, but she'll make it. Soul, you need to step away from her."

"Stein, you better save her." Soul wiped his reddened eyes with his jacket sleeve.

Stein took Maka to the bedroom to operate. Shortly after, his phone rang.

"I did what I came to accomplish." The voice on the other end spoke clearly. Soul's fists clenched in anger. "You see, Maka killed my brother. Kishin. Asura. I originally wanted to make her my girlfriend and then kill her when we slept together, but then you stepped in, playing hero. Oh well, she's dead now. See you around, Eater."

"Listen here you lying filthy son of a bitch." Soul growled through his teeth "You fucking hurt my girl. I will hunt you down, bastard. If you so much as take a step closer to her ever again, I will slit your throat after I hold you under water. You fucking asshole. I. Will. KILL. YOU!" Soul threw his phone against the wall, causing it to slip apart and the battery to fall out.

Meanwhile, Maka was in surgery, and Kaito was shocked.

"She's alive? How..." Kaito dropped his phone on the floor.

Soul was determined now, more than ever, to find him and kill him. Soul loved Maka. And he would do anything to keep her safe.

"Maka... Come back to me."

TO BE CONTINUED

Ok, so I wrote this at one in the morning. Normally I try to write when I'm wide awake, but it's just so HOT over here. UGH! So, I based this chapter off of something that I dreamt about. Honestly. It was when I was with my ex, that the violence started seeping into my brain. From there, I began having these dreams where people wanted to kill him, and I would save his life. Although, now... He needs to figure it out himself. I am no longer his shield.

True story, not meant for you to feel sorry.

Thanks for reading, demand is still 4.

- lessthanthreedance.

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