Stranger

Maka POV:
They let me go in the afternoon and Soul offered to drive me home. On the way home, the ride was so silent, I sat there holding my head against the window staring at the sky. I couldn't shake that boy from my mind, his eyes, the wolf's eyes, I just couldn't explain it.

"How you doing?" Soul asked breaking the silence "You feeling any better?"

I slowly turned my head to face him "Yeah, I guess so"

"What is that dude's problem?" Soul shook his head tapping his hands on the wheel.

"Black*star?" I questioned "I don't know… he never used to be like that, it's like he just changed over night"

He pulled in his front driveway, turning off the engine and the headlights. We sat there in silence, I twiddled with my thumbs.

"Will you be okay now?" He asked turning in his seat to face me "Or do you need me to carry you inside"

He chuckled slightly but I still sat there in silence staring down at my pale hands.

"I'll be okay" I whispered placing my hand on handle to open the door "Thank you, Soul"

I pushed open the door and stepped outside slamming it shut behind me. A cold breeze brushed up against my bare skin causing a shiver to be sent up my spine.

How do I walk again?

"Maka?" Soul asked stepping out of the car "Would you, uh…"

I turned my head over my shoulder to face him "What is it?"

"Um…" He rubbed the back of his neck as he started to blush "Would you like to go out sometime?"

I froze, still looking at him from over my shoulder "I-I don't know…"

He bowed his head and stared at his feet against the hard ground "Its okay, I understand"

"I'm sorry Soul" I turned to face him fully "You're a nice guy, I don't want there to be anything awkward between us"

He looked up at me with a fainted smile "Really, it's okay"

Guilt completely swept over me. I quickly threw my arms across my chest and grabbed hold of my shoulders, slightly digging my nails into my skin.

"I'm sorry…" I slowly bowed my head staring down at my feet.

He chuckled slightly slowly reaching his arm out towards me. He placed the tips of his fingers under my chin and lifted up my head "You know… you're something different"

I stammered "Uh…"

He quickly pulled his arm back and started to walk towards his front door, not taking his gaze away from mine. And just like that, he opened his front door and stepped inside, not taking another look behind him.

Death the Kid POV:

It pained me to watch her lie in that hospital bed completely helpless. But what I was more worried about was the fact that she saw me, she looked into my eyes. Did she notice?

Idiot! You should have never gone!

I watched her walk through her front door and into her house, all alone again. She walked past the window and sat down in front of the sofa, pulling her knees to her chest, again. I was so determined to find out why and what made her act this way, why she acted said.

The blue haired boy and the girls ran up the path towards her house, happily chatting away but Black*star, he stood at the doorstep bowing his head to the ground, continuing to rub the back of his neck.

"Maybe we should go…" He stuttered.

The tall black haired girl looked angry "No! You're the reason were here!"

"She's right" The little blonde sighed "You need to say sorry to her"

"Leave me alone…" Maka's voice lingered through the front door "I don't want to talk to anyone"

"Maka!" The brown haired girl started to bang on the door "Open up!"

"I said leave me alone!" Maka's voice trembled as she tried to shout, like she was crying.

"I'm sorry Maka!" Black*star stared hitting the window with the palm of his hand "I didn't mean anything I said, I'm sorry!"

Silence lingered all around, no sound came from the other side of the door. Black*star placed his forehead on the window of the door, still holding the palm of his hand against the glass.

His lower lip trembled "Please Maka…"

The girls crowded around his back trying to see if they could hear any better than he could, but Maka still didn't say anything. The other side of the door stayed silent.

"Black*star… just go" She sobbed placing her hand on the other side of the glass "Go"

He used the door to push himself away and step down off of the door step. The girls turned around and started to follow after him, walking back up the path and away from the front of her house.

Maka… I think that I-

Maka POV:

I couldn't sleep that night. I didn't… would could I possibly dream about? I laid there staring up at the high ceiling. Pictures started to appear in my mind, I had no idea what they were, or where they were coming from. The images blended together and created flash backs, but it was a past I hadn't lived before.

A boy sat alone in a dark black room. He sat in the middle of the room rolling a small red ball away from him, then pulling it back again.

"No, stay away!" A feminine voice yelled from the next room "Stay away from him!"

A slicing sound was made, followed by the sound of a heavy liquid being splattered all over the floor and then, the last sound, so deadly, so loud. Something heavy, hitting the ground letting a loud thump echo through the air.

The boy slowly stood up clenching the ball tightly in his grasp "Mum?"

Growling came from the room next door. It was so silent, but the boy could hear it. He slowly began to walk towards the room in search for his parents.

"Mum, Dad?" He stopped walking "Is everything okay?"

The growling got louder… and louder… and even louder.

"If you're trying to scare me, it's really not funny" He trembled gripping on tighter to the small ball.

A shadow, walking through the doorway. The boy squinted his eyes trying to figure out what it was, and then he knew what he had come face to face with.

It stood strong on tall staring at the small boy, growling and him watching the small ball he held in his palm, but the boy knew that's not what it wanted… what the wolf wanted.

"Aaaaaa!" The boy span around as fast as he could dropping the ball on the floor behind him.

The wolf began to charge towards the boy, running faster than he was. The wolf leapt reaching out its paws before digging them into the small child's back, bringing and pinning him to the ground.

"Someone help!" He screamed tears running down his face "Help me!"

Blood… blood began to surround the child's body as he lay limp on the ground. The tips of his fingers shivered slightly, and then every part of his body just lay lifeless. Dead…

I sat up as fast as I could. Sweat dripping from my forehead and landing on my hands.

What the hell was that?

I placed the palm of my hand against my forehead catching every drop of sweat that ran down the front of my face. I breathed in and out slowly.

It was just a dream… what did it mean?

I slowly turned my head to face the window. The curtains were open and flowing in the wind, as a tiny crack of the window was left open. Outside the window the streetlights flickered in the deserted street. Big gusts of wind blew against the glass, some sneaking in through the crack and brushing against my bare skin.

Wolf…

And then outside something caught my eye. A boy… I knew that boy, I recognized his face, his hair, those three white stripes across the left side of his dark black hair. And then… his eyes, those two bright shimmering golden orbs that shone as the moonlight hit against them.

I parted my lips so slightly as my breath was drawn away from me "It's him…"

There was something wrong with him, he was pulling himself along the ground, scraping his body against the hard concrete pavement.

Is he okay?

I slowly stood up and walked over to my window. I pushed against the glass, opening the window a little wider to get a better view of him. I watched him grab hold of the fence beside him and try to pull himself to his feet, he struggled but managed to succeed and struggle to his feet.

Should I help him?

He grabbed hold of his stomach in pain and winced, squeezing his eyes shut extremely tight. He threw himself forward still keeping hold of the fence beside him as he retched all over the ground in front of him.

"Oh my god!" I exclaimed pushing myself away from the window.

I grabbed hold of the door handle and pulled my bedroom door open, throwing it into the wall beside it. I ran as fast as I could down the stairs, trying my best not to fall down them. Chasing towards the front door I leapt for the handle, tugging at it, pleading for it to open but it wouldn't budge.

"Open dammit!" I banged against the door but it still wouldn't open.

I span around and ran towards the living room, running into walls and tripping over ornaments because the room was so dark I could barely see anything. I ran over to the side table where the front door keys lay lifelessly. I snatched them up in the palm of my hand and began running back to the front door.

"Stay there! I'm coming!" I yelled at the top of my lungs hoping that the boy could hear me.

My hand jerked all over the place as I tried to get the key in the lock as quickly as I could. I finally managed to place the key in the lock and turn it, the door jolted and I pulled it open as quickly as I could.

"Are you okay?" I exclaimed as I ran through the front door.

My feet stopped in a foot full of snow. I looked around me, searching for the wolf eyed boy. He was gone… There was nothing to see but snow, snow floating and just resting against the ground.

What…?