A/N: Ok. So this chapter is kinda short two, but i think It's better to update regularly than to update few and far between. What do you think? Whatever you guys prefer, really. But yeah. You can start to see where this is going as far as character development, but it's going to really pick up in the next few chapters. Also, excuse the inconsistent spelling of Nygus. I just found out how its spelled. Whew. School gets out Friday! I'll have way more time to write then, so maybe as much as twice a week. So yeah; This is chapter 4 and I hope you enjoy. If you want please review, follow, and favorite! It means a lot.

~ThatOneAnimeNut

Soul woke to a clatter. The grinning moon lit up his bedroom window and illuminated the red walls. He sat up and brushed his white mop of hair out of his eyes. As he rubbed his eyes Soul could hear footsteps on the wooden floor outside. He looked at the clock.

One o'clock in the morning? It's not Blair, She'd have been back at least an hour ago. Soul thought. More footsteps and a swishing sound, then a gasp for air. What the hell...

Soul got to his feet and tiptoed out of his room and into the hallway. When he reached the living room he stopped.

Maka was in the center of the room holding a wooden broom. Her blonde hair was loose and silver in the moonlight, her green eyes were focused on the broom as she spun it and slashed it. Every move was so controlled it looked painful, and her arms looked gaunt with half her body in shadow. She was wearing blue sweatpants and a green T-shirt, and her steps were muffles by socks, one was white with red trim and the other white with black trim. Soul took in the scene in front of him, his eye twitching at the ridiculousness of it all, not including the moon's teeth dripping with blood in the window.

"What the hell are you doing Maka?"

Maka jumped. "H-hey Soul! I din't see you there, what are you doing up so late?"

"I'm wondering the same thing. What's with the broom?" Soul stared at the broom.

"I'm practicing."

"With a broom?"

"You want to help?" Maka shrugged and offered her hand.

Soul sighed. "There's no way your going back to sleep?"

Maka grinned. "Nope."

"Fine. Besides, training by moonlight is kinda cool I guess." Soul took her hand and transformed. Maka smiled brandished the scythe, admiring the way it gleamed in the moonlight. "So what's the deal, you couldn't sleep?"

"Yeah. I told you I wanted to train."

"You're starting to sound like Black Star."

"Shut up!" Maka said, spinning the scythe around. She did a scythe meister exercise that raises the scythe above her head, turning it in her hands so it was a red and black blur. Soul closed his eyes and let his soul fall in time with Maka's. It was like cold water. Because they weren't resonating Soul couldnt tell what she was thinking, nut there was a bitterness that was settled in it he couldn't place. He opened his eyes.

"Wait! Maka-"

"AH!" Maka let out a sharp gasp and fell to her knees, dropping Soul. Soul transformed before he hit the ground.

"Maka! Damn, what the hell!" Soul knelt down beside her and held her shoulder. She was clutching her side. "I told you not to overdo it you idiot!" Soul shouted at her. He thought he heard Blair wake up in the next room but he didn't care.

"I'm fine Soul. Stop yelling." Maka muttered, but she was grimacing. "It's no big deal, just a cramp."

"Yeah right. Lying is so not cool." I should never have agreed to practice with her. "Let me see it."

"What?"

"You're stitches dumbass! Let me see!" Soul uncurled Maka's fingers from her shirt, and carefully lifted the hem. When Maka didn't protest, he pulled it up to show the full extent of the scar. Soul tried not to gasp as he saw the 6 inch long red line. The skin was scarily red around the stitches and the skin around it looked yellow and stretched. "Damn Maka." He muttered. "Lets take you to Nygus..."

"No, don't. We have a mission on Tuesday!"

"That's why we're going now before you and your dumb ideas make it worse!" Soul glared at her and Maka flinched. She'd never seen Soul that angry.

She blinked and looked meekly into his burning red eyes with her green ones. "Ok. We'll go." She started to get up, but Soul held her shoulder. "Soul?"

"Like hell your walking. Hang on, I'll carry you."

"Huh? WAIT! HOLD ON SOUL EATER I- OW! PUT ME DOWN SOUL! Ah, crap. UGH. NOT COOL, PUT ME DOWN RIGHT NOW! ARE YOU EVEN LISTENING?" Maka flailed and complained the whole way there, and by the time the finally knocked on the door they were both red in the face and breathing heavily.

"Are you happy now?" Maka pouted.

"Not at all. Your so obnoxious sometimes. It's totally uncool."

"Hey! Your the one who ignored me!"

"You-"

"Yes?" The door opened and Nygus looked them over. "What's going on you two?"

Soul cut Maka off before she could answer. "Maka here decided to do a little midnight training session and hurt herself. Could you take a look? We have a mission Tuesday, and we're not going unless she's in good shape."

"I'm the meister Soul!" Maka snapped curling her hands into fists and blushing red.

Nigus spoke up. "Soul Eater is right Maka. You can't reopen that wound, especially since you want to go on missions so bad." When Maka said nothing, she continued. "Now lets take a look at those stitches. Soul, if you would just wait in the next room." Soul nodded and closed the door behind him, and Nygus lead Maka onto a chair.

"Alright, take your T-shirt off." Maka did and Nygus examined the scar carefully.

"Damn girl, you are thin as a rake. You should take a leaf out of Tsubaki's book and put on a some curves."

"Sorry. I just cant eat too much or my stomach distends, which is painful."

"Hmm. Maybe you should try disinfecting it daily. it looks like you've put some strain on your stitches, so you should use a bandage."

"All right. Is that all?" Maka asked.

"One more thing. What were you doing training in the middle of the night? If your eating less than usual, than you should at least be getting some sleep. This isn't like you Maka, you're usually the logical one. Also, I think your worrying Soul Eater."

Maka looked at her feet, which were still in her socks. "I don't know. I wont do that again. I don't know why Soul got so worked up."

"I think Soul has noticed you've been acting differently every since the battle with Kishin Asura, just like the rest of us have noticed." Nygus said bluntly. "He's worried, and weird stunts like this aren't making it better."

"Different?"

"Please Maka, the way you've been pushing yourself? You were practically coughing blood in PE yesterday. Not to mention the stretching scars from these stitches suggest you've been doing strenuous core exercises. I understand you wanting to get back in the loop, but you've always been so level headed before. Are you sure your all right?"

"Yeah. I'm fine." Maka said. Fine for the weak one. She lifted her head to gaze surly into Nygus's pale eyes. Nygus looked like she didn't buy it, but she wasn't about to argue with Maka this late at night.

"Ok then. Here; take this ointment. Spread it on and apply fresh bandages every 48 hours. If they come off, then put on more ointment and bandages. Cut the core exercises. And no more midnight work outs."

"Ok Nygus, thank you." Maka smiled and waved as left the room.

Soul stood up. "Ready to go?"

"Yep." Maka said.

"I'm carrying you again, whether you like it or not." Soul said stubbornly.

Maka sighed. No use arguing. "Fine. But if you give yourself a hernia it's not my problem."

"I'm not sure what that is, but I'll take my chances. Cool guys can lug around toothpicks like you no problem."

Maka grinned. "Sounds good."

Soul and Maka walked almost silently down the hall and into the street towards their apartment. When Soul readjusted his hold on her back he noticed her eyes were closed. "Maka?" She didn't stir. Her breathing made soft huff noises when she exhaled, and her hands were curled loosely on her chest. "Asleep already?" Soul smiled and gently brushed a stray strand of hair out of her face. "So not cool."

A/N: Ok, That's Chapter four. I hope you enjoyed. I'm still not totally sure where this is going, so if you want to leave any ideas that's fine. I put in a little Soul x Maka in this chapter (in case you didn't pick up on the super obvious hints of it) but i tried not to make it cheesy or sappy because that would be ooc and I hate cheesy love stories. There will be more SoMa, and and probably Liz x Kidd, Black Star x Tsubaki, and heck, maybe I'll figure out how to ship Crona and Patti because i'm just different like that. See you later, I'll try to update again before monday.