Hii everybody! So, I had surgery today and I feel like total shit, mostly becasue I'm starving, and I got bored of doing nothing in this damn hospital room. Seriously! It's so... blank. And boring. But anyways, Keep cheerful. I'm working on it. Anyways, I'm bored and I decided to update some of the stories I feel I've been neglecting. I picked this one first, since it's kind of ironic. I'm in a hospital. She's in a hospital. Well yeah. But the last chapter I ended with a total cliffhanger, which is just how I roll. That's how i end almost every chapter. The SoMa I put into here! It's epicly SoMa. *GASPS* OMD Did you know that in this chapter-
Maka: OH MY DEATH SHUT THE HELL UP BEFORE YOU GIVE AWAY THE ENTIRE CHAPTER!
Me: Oops. I have a problem with that, don't I? Stupid 15 year old girl talk.
Maka: *sighs* Yeah. Anyways, who's doing the disclaimer this time?
Me: Well, I think I promised it to Black Star at some point, so let's do him. Where is he? Hey Black Star! Come here lil' buddy!
Black Star: WHO THE HELL ARE YOU CALLIN LITTLE?! I AM THE AMAZING BLACK STAR! YOU WILL NEVER FIND A MAN AS BIG AS ME! What? Oh yeah, the disclaimer. I can do that. Curiousivy8 DOESN'T OWN SOUL EATER. BUT I DO! MWUAHAHAHA-
Maka: Black Star doesn't own Soul Eater, and Neither does Curiousivy8, who just learned why we don't let Black Star do the disclaimer...
Me: O.O He's worse then my twin bro on sugar... Anyways, please enjoy my story, and afterwards review, cuz then I have something to cheer me up :D Of course, I just swore at least four times in the intro alone. That helped me vent! Anyways, keep up the hoodoo voodoo magic stuff, cuz I'm not going anywhere!
Chapter 2
Soul's POV
I had stayed the night in the infirmary, sleeping in a hard plastic chair beside Maka's bed with my head resting next to her side. I had buried my head into my arms, as I felt too ashamed in myself to look at my broken and battered Meister. I frowned as I remembered what had happened the night before.
Flashback
"MAKA!" I screamed as I ran to her side. Kid had recovered from the shock quickest. He pulled out a cell phone and dialed the first person he clicked on in his contact list, not even caring who it was. It rang for a few seconds, devouring precious seconds.
"Come on… Come on…"
"Hello?" It was Marie. She had given him her number for emergency use, and Kid was pretty sure this counted as an emergency.
"Marie! Y-you need to come here, now! Maka… she's fading fast. Bring Stein, o-or Sid or whoever else is with you! W-we were all fighting, a-and we thought we killed it but it revived and it… it stabbed Maka…"
"WHAT?! OH MY DEATH I'LL BE RIGHT THERE!"
"With Stein or Nygus?"
"RIGHT AFTER I GET STEIN!"
Liz and Patti transformed along with Tsubaki, who had become an emotional wreck. Patti stood there, looking at Maka with tears in her eyes as Liz buried her face in her hands, whispering no. Black Star balled up his fists and started yelling, punching whatever he could reach. I had sunk to my knees next to Maka, picking her up bridal style. Maka's blood had begun to pool into a crimson puddle on the ground where she had laid, staining her clothes and splashing onto my sneakers. The entire thing was a bloody, gory horror scene. Within seconds my clothes were drenched, along with hers. Blood dripped down, adding to the disgusting puddle. I looked down at her wound and instantly regretted it. There was a bloody hole through her stomach, cutting down to her ribs, which shone a bright white in all of the red before becoming stained. I held her tightly, tuning out what was going on around me. Why wasn't anyone helping? I heard Maka whimper and I flinched, hating to see her hurt in any way.
"Soul…" She mumbled. "That hurt…" I was amazed that she was still conscious with all the blood she had lost. Where was Stein or Marie or Sid or even Spirit for Death's sake? Didn't one of them always show up and save them when they couldn't save themselves? I heard Kid yelling into the phone at someone, and Black Star cursing the world as something crashed to the ground. Crashing down… that's how I felt as I held my dying Meister. Like the world was crashing down…
Stein, Marie, and Spirit were there in record time. Marie began calming down the other students, gathering bits and pieces of the story from the hysterical kids. Stein ran over with Spirit, taking Maka out of my hands. I saw him examine the wound, his glasses flashing dangerously as he frowned.
"This isn't good... and Death be damned, she's still conscious after losing all that blood. Well, Maka Albarn, you are quite the fighter." Stein said, the most deathly serious anyone has ever heard him- and that's saying something. He may not look it, but he cared for these students. And what had happened to Maka… it was extremely serious, amazing she wasn't dead, much less conscious.
"Spirit, help me get her out of here." Before he left, he half turned to me. "I'm not going to sugar-coat it. Maka might die Soul. Tell her what you need to before she does." I looked up at him through blurry eyes. What does he mean by that?
Flashback ends.
I knew what he meant now. Turns out, half the academy knew I loved my Meister, and Stein was no exception. I bit my lip at the guilt I felt. I was supposed to be protecting her, and I had let her down. The battle from Friday was haunting me. It was… traumatizing. You'd never know the feeling. Yesterday we had the day off, even though it was a Friday. We had taken up the mission the day before, so that was pre-set. That morning, I was watching T.V and trying to work up the courage to ask her out, and then I was holding her while she died. She was more then my Meister, which made it worse for me. She was my best friend and I loved her, damn it. Now she was hurt. People kept telling me I couldn't have done anything to have saved her from this, but I fully blame myself. I didn't get there quick enough. If I did, this wouldn't have happened. She wouldn't have felt the pain I always try so desperately to steal away from her. I shook my head, trying to erase the horrible memories of all the times I've failed to do so. Think of… that morning. That Friday morning wasn't that bad. Actually, that morning was pretty cool. I smiled at the memory.
Flashback
"Sooouuull!" Maka called as she skipped into the living room. She went straight to the couch where I was sitting, flopping onto it like a rag doll. I blushed slightly as she laid her head in my lap, looking up at me.
"Yeah, what?" I responded dryly, covering my damn shyness with a harsh indifference that I knew she hated, and she knew was a cover up for my damn shyness. I smiled slightly as she pouted and crossed her arms.
"I'm bored. And so are you. So, let's go do something! We have the entire day to go before we have to do that mission, so let's have fun!" She responded cheerfully. I rolled my eyes.
"You don't know that I'm bored. Why don't you go read a book or something?"
"I've already read a book today, three in fact, and yes you are bored, I can see it written all over your face. Now come on, aren't YOU always the one trying to get ME out of my comfort zone?" Damn, she knew me wayy to well. I debated, wondering if I could get away with what I really wanted to do. I've wanted to kiss Maka for a while; maybe I could do that to waste time… Oh who was I kidding? That was never going to happen. She widened her eyes slightly and frowned. I took one look at her face in that damn sad expression and felt myself cave in. Like I said, she knew me wayy to well.
"Alright, what do you want to do?" I asked in my cold drawl. She popped up, cheering happily.
"Thank you Soul!" She said, pecking me on the cheek without a second thought, making me turn a bright scarlet. She giggled when she noticed.
"Well, I can do that, since you're my bestie." She teased. "If anyone else did that, I'd smash a dictionary into their cranium." She added matter-of-factly. She tugged my hand as she began to rattle of all the things we could do. Go see a movie, the park, practice fighting skills (That's my girl), hang out with Black Star and Tsubaki, tons of other things I wasn't listening to. Maka had kissed me on the cheek. I wasn't going to hear anything that was going on for a while. And she said if anyone else did it, she would give them a concussion. YES!
"We'll do whatever you want, okay?" I said simply. She thought a moment, but quickly agreed. She ran to her room to quickly get changed, but she walked back as she thought of something.
"You're one cool guy, Soul." She said, leaning around the corner, smiling as she complimented me. She had a way with words, didn't she? She had already gotten what she wanted and was still sweet talking me. Maybe she liked me back. I decided right then to ask her out… later that night. Or the day after….Or the day after that…
Flashback ends
I should have done it right then and there. I could've kissed her already. What if she died? Then I wouldn't get the chance to. I couldn't handle her dying. It was… just not going to happen. The room was silent, which made sense, as Maka and I were the only ones there, other then Nygus or Stein popping in every once in a while to make sure she was ok. I've noticed that ever since Maka had gotten hurt, which hadn't been very long, everything was different. Darker. Quieter. And nobody liked it. Actually, everyone hated it. The world seemed to become a dull place to live without little things that she had added to it. Her smile, laugh, and the way she talked and frowned when she was thinking, how she scolded me… Hell, I even missed her Maka-Chops. I felt tears forming. What if I never got the chance to tell her how much I loved the way she laughed, even if she was laughing at me? I was so confused... and conflicted, which reminded me of something else.
Flashback
"SOUL EATER EVANS TELL ME!"
"No."
"WHAT DO YOU MEAN, NO?"
"I mean no. Where are you having comprehension problems? There's only two letters to get confused with…"
"SHUT THE HELL UP AND TELL ME!"
"You do realize that you just told me to do two very conflicting things at once, right?" I get why she was upset with me. I was ignoring her and being stubborn and generally acting like a total bastard, which really ruined my whole cool-guy image. I wasn't trying to be a jerk, but I was… having family issues. My brother had a concert in some prissy city around here, and my parents were coming to see him. And in the process, they all wanted to see me. After my crappy childhood with them, I didn't want them anywhere near me. It made me frustrated, and Maka had realized something was wrong about five seconds after me reading the letter. Then I started acting cold, and the argument broke out.
"I don't care, now stop acting like a jerk and tell me already!" She shouted, throwing her hands up into the air.
"Stop yelling, you're giving me a headache." Bad move. I didn't have enough time to duck out of the way of the book she threw at my head- scratch that, she chucked it at my head.
"Now I really have a headache."
"Why do I feel like you won't trust me?"
"Most likely because I have trust issues. Are we done yet?" She walked up to me and punched me in the shoulder- hard.
"If you do want to get into my business, I wouldn't start my abusing me…" I growled as I rubbed my sore shoulder.
"Tell me. Now." She switched tactics, going from hysterical to deadly in three seconds flat. I looked at her, and caved in. She would have found out eventually. When I had finished, she stared at me. For a second I was certain she was going to punch me in the nose. Instead, she wrapped her arms around my neck and hugged me tightly, surprising me.
"You bastard, why didn't you tell me…" She trailed off as she buried her face into my neck. Well, if she was trying to make me feel better, she was certainly succeeding. I wrapped my arms around her tiny waist and hugged her back.
"I'm sorry… It's kind of stupid, isn't it?" I said sheepishly. She pulled back slightly, not far enough to let go, nut far enough to look me in the eyes.
"Whatever problems we have, we'll get through together. You're not just me Weapon, you're my best friend. It's you and me against the world. I promise."
Flashback ends
I loved how she held me then. She was warm, and I remembered how soft her skin was and how her hair smelt like strawberries. I had really wanted to kiss her, but I didn't. I stated wincing at the happy memory. Ever since she got hurt, I had felt empty inside. The only thing I felt was a burning pain in my chest, like someone took a knife and hacked my heart out. But I was numb. Numb except for my heart burning. I wonder if this is what she felt after that fight with Crona… oh damn I hope not. I felt Maka shifting, fingers twisting into my hair. I peeked out, hoping she was awake. She wasn't. Damn. I closed my eyes again; her fingers were still twisted into my hair. For some reason, Maka loved my hair. She loved my eyes and teeth too. She's really the only person that was never bothered by the fact I was albino. She did question it, though. I smiled at another memory.
Flashback
Maka walked up to me as was brushing my teeth. After spitting, I smiled at her toothily, making her giggle. She walked up behind me in the mirror and stood on a small stool, raising her height so that she was almost a foot taller than me. Maka smiled as well, showing all her teeth, trying to get her biggest grin as big as my smile. She failed horribly. In the end we both ended up cracking up at how stupid we both looked. She poked me as she thought a moment.
"Soul, why is your hair white?" She asked me as she ran her fingers through the gravity-defying spikes. I frowned. Maka was really the only person to care.
"I'm albino. You know that, Maka." I responded. I stared at myself in the mirror. I hated being albino, I really did. It made me different in a bad way in my opinion. Maka didn't think so. She thought it made my look really cute, which made me mad because I was supposed to be cool, not cute.
"Why are your eyes red?" She asked.
"I just told you, I'm albino." I said frowning, starting to get irritated. Why was she asking me this? She knew all the answers anyways.
"Soul, why are your teeth so sharp?" She asked, showing me all of her normal teeth and pulling back the corners of my mouth to reveal my spiky ones as a demonstration. I growled slightly in annoyance.
"I don't know, why aren't yours? Seriously, why the hell do you care?" I rolled my eyes at her. She just smiled at me and buried her face into all my hair, inhaling deeply. I felt her face drop down next to my ear.
"I don't get why you don't like it. Personally, I love it." Her breath was warm on my neck. She hopped of her stool and skipped away and into the kitchen to make breakfast. I looked at myself in the mirror. For a second, I had thought she was going to say you. I love you. I wish she would have. I wish I would have.
Flashback ends
Eh, better late then never.
"Hey Maka," I said quietly, finally raising my head to look at her."You wouldn't know this, because I never told you, and I don't know if you can hear me, and honestly? I don't even care if you feel the same way or not. I've always wanted to tell you, because I've always known that someday I'd lose you." I saw her frown slightly at that part. At least now I know she could hear me somehow, conscious or not. I took a deep breath and continued. "I know you don't like to think about that and that even though you want me to become a Death Scythe really badly, you still really don't want to let me go. I know that, even if you don't tell me so. But then again, I didn't tell you I feel exactly the same way. I don't want you to feel pain, and I don't want you to be sad or scared or lonely. I've felt like that all my life. Lonely. But you changed that for me, and you can't leave me alone now, just as I'm learning I don't have to be alone anymore. If you leave me, Maka, ask Death if you can bring a friend, because I love you Maka Albarn, and I'm not letting you go without a fight. I'm a dumb bastard for not telling you sooner, and I wish I would have, because looking back, I think you may have loved me too." I laid my head back down. "That's all."
I think I fell asleep for a little while, because when I woke up, there were students filling up the hallway. Maka's hand had gone back into my hair as I was pleased to see. Looking up, I saw Black Star leaning against the doorframe, looking slightly guilty. Tsubaki was standing behind him, her hands clasped behind her back and she was looking down in shame, refusing to show Soul her tear-stained face.
"H-hey Soul. Mind if I come in?" Black Star asked in a very un-Black Star like way. I just nodded. He stood by Maka's bed, leaning against the wall. "I'm sorry Soul. This wasn't supposed to happen…" He frowned and looked away. I glanced at him, remembering that he had known Maka as his friend a lot longer than any of us. Since they were little, they had always talked and played at the DWMA. I got up from my spot next to Maka and stretched for the first time since we arrived.
"I'm so sorry Soul! This is all my fault!" Tsubaki cried suddenly, dropping to her knees. Black Star winced slightly and knelt by her side, placing a hand on her shoulder. I just stood there, slightly suprised.
"Tsubaki, if this is anyone's fault, it's mine, not yours. I'm going to go get pop or coffee or… beer or something." I said. "I'll leave you guys for a little while." Tsubaki finally looked at me, and stared at me in a slightly confused way.
"Uh… Beer? We aren't even old enough to drink that." He asked. This wasn't the Black Star I knew. But I guess this was a special circumstance.
"Eh. It's a really bad trick I learned from Maka's dad." I sighed. "Beer takes away the pain. Spirit has a stash, and I know where it is. I'll just raid that." He thought a moment.
"Well, bring your god some." He said with a wave of his hand. He took my place in the chair as I walked out the door, Tsubaki kneeling by Maka's bed. I attracted a lot of sympathetic glances as I walked down the hallway. I really didn't care. I just put on my tough guy attitude and ignored them, hoping they didn't see I was completely and utterly broken on the inside. Please Maka. I said to myself. Don't leave me- not yet.
OMFD SOUL! I know I wrote it, but my imagination makes me cry sometimes. Who knew Soul could be so emotional? Next chapter, I'll do Black Star and Tsubaki's POV... I think. Hey, fun fact! The flashbacks originally started as drabbles, but I put them in here becasue they fit SO DAMN WELL, and they looked lonely and short. But no longer. ALSO! You can no longer complain about my chapters being to short, becasue this was AT LEAST 3000 words. That's good, right? SO YAY FOR LONG CHAPTERS! Update coming soon, reviews are MORE THAN APPRECTIATED! It's how I know I don't suck at writitng, so please review :D Thanks y'all, love you all! UPDATE YOUR STORIES AS WELL!
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