I stared at my nails. Suddenly, I realized why Liz liked them so much. They were so pretty. They were perfect with no chips or scratches or anything. I touched my thumbnail and it felt good. They were really smooth. They were filed down nicely. I chew my nails and they always look disgusting, but right now they were perfect. Soul walked into my room.

"Hey! Red is my favorite color." I giggle to myself. I wonder how long Liz and them have known Soul.

"Did you need something?"

"Oh, right. Kim called and said we have an emergency session today so I have to go like," he checks his watch, "20 minutes ago. You can come if you want." I jump off the bed and slip on some flats.

"Of course I want to go!"

"Look at you, getting all social and what not." I giggle some more. I really have changed quite a bit.

*one motorcycle ride later*

"I know this is sudden but it shouldn't take long at all. I have prescriptions for medicines you should take to help you with your respective problems." I was handed a small bottle full of blue pills.

"Hey, what's up with these side effects?" I turn to look at Soul's bottle.

"Turret-like symptoms? What does that mean?" I asked Kim

"You may lose control of what comes out of your mouth. A small price to pay, in my opinion."

"Mine says that I may have suicidal thoughts. Doesn't that seem dumb to you? I am in therapy for a reason." Liz spoke up.

"No, you should be fine. Most of you shouldn't feel any of the side effects."

"Could you wear a shorter skirt?"

"Shut up. This is the only skirt that's clean right now."

"God you look so hot right now."

"Are you kidding me? Just shut up!"

To explain: my side effect was irritability and Soul was struggling with his temporary turrets. If I wasn't so pissed off it would be pretty hilarious. We already had called to see how most member of the group were doing and they too were suffering from their side effects. Poor Kidd couldn't stop throwing up and Patty was trying to help him as bet she could, but that was difficult considering that she had random spurts of energy followed by extreme exhaustion. Patty didn't say anything about Liz which was most worrisome of all.

Black Star and Tsubaki were probably doing the best of all of us. Tsubaki was struggling with strange food cravings, while, according to Tsubaki, Black Star was, "talking I himself in the corner like the crazy bastard he is." Tsubaki gets angry when she's hungry.

In conclusion: Kim sucks. She just really sucks at life.

"Maka!"

"What now, idiot."

"This is really reminiscent of when we first met." I stopped and looked at him, really looked.

"Except back then I hate you and now I think that, in general, you're an okay person."

"God, your such a sweet little thing, sarcasm and all. It hurts especially since I'm in love with you-" He slapped a hand over his mouth.

"I'm sorry?"

"It's just that you're such a nice person and you care about people and you're so hot and your legs are really long-"

"Just..stop for a minute."

"I'm so sorry."

"For what? Am I missing something."

"Your going to hate me..." Before I even had enough time to question what he was talking about, I was slammed up against the wall with his hands around my waist. As many times as I pictured kissing Soul Eater Evans, none of them involved the use of drugs. But that's the way it was happening.

I, Maka Albarn, socially awkward Maka Albarn, was having her first kiss. It didn't even matter that she was in her early twenties. She was kissing Soul and that had to give her some type of bragging rights.

I threw my arms around his neck and could feel him smile.

"You're obviously enjoying yourself. So, what were you saying about me earlier?"

"Oh nothing, just that you're oh so modest and totally don't fish for compliments."

"I think you said something about me being pretty."

"Yeah, and you're pretty." He leaned down but the phone started ringing. "I'll get it," he groaned.

"Hey what's up... Are you kidding me?... I knew Kim was bad news... Yeah I'll meet you guys at the hospital... It's going to be okay Kidd... Relax she's... RELAX! She's going to be fine. She has to be." Something was up. Something bad. "Maka, we need to go. Now." I didn't ask. I just followed him to the motorcycle.

"We're here for Elizabeth Thompson."

"She's in room 108." We rushed to the elevator and Soul filled me in on the way to her room. Liz had, like all of us, been suffering from he side-effect. Hers just happened to be depression ranging from mild to severe. Liz was already unstable enough without the help of medication. She overdosed and was intensive care. Inside was Kidd and Patty.

"Guys, can we have some alone time?" Soul asked Kidd. He nodded and walked silently out. Patty followed.

"Don't worry, guys. Sis is strong!"

The door closed and Soul and I sat down on opposite sides of Liz. Her eyes fluttered open.

"I don't have much time." She was frantically whispering. "Who is going to take care of Patty. She's my sister." Liz wasn't talking to anyone in particular. She comes into this life and our stupid father beat her. He beat her. He raped me. He raped me every night after he finished beating Patty." She was letting out all of the secrets she had been holding onto for so long. "Maka! Maka! You have to take care of Patty. Kidd can't do it alone." She looked right into my eyes. "I'm glad you kept the nail polish on. DId it get you anywhere with your man?" I smiled with tears in my eyes.

"Yeah, Liz. It did. Thank you."

"I'm glad." She closed her eyes again and went into a comatose state. Soul blinked.

"Let's get Kidd and Patty. They're going to want to say goodbye."