Soul and Crona were walking though the hallways awkwardly and silently. Both of them had nothing to say, and so they didn't. After a few minutes of useless wandering around the school, Crona suddenly tripped and fell to the ground, holding his stomach. Soul quickly kneeled down beside him and laid a hand on his back. "Oi, are you alright ?" No response. He lightly patted his back while Crona started breathing heavily, holding his stomach like it was exploding and he had to keep a hole closed. Crona looked up. No pupils.
Maka and Stein headed outside, but they didn't see Crona or Soul anywhere on their way out. "Why aren't they here yet ? Maybe they went the wrong way" Maka asked herself aloud, and Stein nodded. A loud noise filled their ears. Maka's eyes widened and she ran back inside, with Stein following right behind her. Oh Death no.
Crona was faster than Soul thought. In less then a second he was pinned against the wall, Crona's arm under his neck. He was chocking, Crona pushed him up higher and higher until his feet were more than 10 inches above the ground. "What the hell-" he forced out as he desperately tried to kick him in his stomach, but Crona avoided it every time. Soul's strength weakened, not being able to breath made him dull. Soul grabbed the arm that was suffocating him as a pathetic last attempt at removing it, and just when he thought he would faint, Crona was kicked a few feet away from him with an amazing force. Soul fell hard to the ground, his head hitting the cold floor. He saw how Stein kneeled next to Crona, whose pupils had already returned, and started crying hysterically. While Soul tried to breath somewhat normal, his eyes looked for Maka. She ran towards them, but he wasn't sure if he was running to him or to Crona. If she was going to Crona first, she might as well just never talk to him again. He was slightly surprised when she kneeled down next to him, her eyes concerned. "Are you okay ?" He nodded and tried to get up, but the second he put his weight on his injured arm, he collapsed again and moaned. Maka gasped silently, grabbed his hand, supported his back with the other and helped him sit up. She noticed the red bruises on his neck and lightly touched them, which made him shiver. He stared at her while she ran her hand from his neck to his arm, and stopped when she reached the bandage. She sighed. His body was ruined from all the scars and bruises that covered it, most of them caused by herself. They were interrupted by Stein, who called their names. Maka got up, then pulled Soul up and they walked towards the anxious boy and fearless professor. "Take him home and make sure he gets some sleep." Stein approached Maka. "Watch him" he whispered and then disappeared. Soul and Maka both stuck their arms out for Crona to grab, and pulled him up.
When they got home, they put him in bed and then Maka went to the kitchen and Soul plopped on the sofa.. "What do you want for dinner ?" Maka asked from the kitchen. "I'm not really hungry, I'll just eat cup noodles" He heard her mumble something, then she spoke again. "Then I'll eat that too. Which one do you want ?" "Doesn't matter" He watched some tv while the water boiled, and a few minutes later Maka appeared in the living room with the noodles in her hands, and 2 pairs of chopsticks in her mouth. She placed the noodles on the coffee table, took the chopsticks out of her mouth and cleaned them roughly, then threw a pair to Soul and started eating. Soul started eating too and they ate in silence, while watching a movie that was already halfway through. When they were finished, they put their cups on the table, and Maka quickly threw them away. "Do we have any homework today ?" She asked, as she headed towards the bookshelf. "Are you seriously worrying about homework right now ?" Soul answered as he raised an eyebrow. Maka shrugged, realising that for once, she really didn't feel like doing homework.