When I woke up, I let out a small shout of joy (not very loud, though: I hadn't ate or drank anything in who know how long days.)
"Alright." I said. "If Kill-Bill is anything to go by, I need to move my big toe."
I tried moving my big toe, but it wouldn't budge. And I tried again. And again, and again, and again...
"Screw this." I said, grabbing a remote on the bedside table. I'd pressed the nurse button about eighty times when I realized that my upper body could move, while my lower body was paralyzed. Though I didn't know much about witch-magic, I figured that the poison had left the upper-half of my body, and was in the process of leaving the lower-half of my body.
The nurse opened the door, muttering that the remote was probably broken.
"Hi." I said. "Can I have some-"
The nurse jumped in the air, screaming a little in shock.
"-food or something?" I finished. "I'd also like to call my friends. I've been in a coma for a little while."
"I know." The nurse sighed. "You scared the crap out of me, kid."
"Sorry. I'd have got the door, but my lower-half isn't working right." I said. "Is there a phone in here?"
"Yeah." The nurse said, walking over and handing it to me.
"Thanks." I smiled. I probably looked like hell: I hadn't shaved since I'd been in the coma, I hadn't bathed, and I'd probably lost a couple pounds. "Hey, can I take a shower or something?"
"Uh. Sure." The nurse said. "How are you going to, though. You can't walk."
"I need a wheelchair to get there. After that, I'll figure something out. Then, after I show, I'll call my friends." I said, making it up as I went along.
After cleaning up for nearly an hour.
Stein ended up calling my friends and family, and, apparently, asked Kylie for clothes (or stole my clothes when he went into my house. I hope it was the former), because when my nurse came back she had my favorite long-sleeved Ireland Rugby shirt, jeans, and my grey Converses.
"Thanks." I said, and the nurse shut me in a room alone. "Now," I said, "time to get dressed after waking up from a coma. This is gonna be great." I said sarcastically.
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We'd all been surprised when we'd seen each other in the waiting room, and even more surprised that we'd all gotten calls from Dr. Stein. Kylie had gotten there first, then I had, then Soul, then Black Star and Tsubaki, then Kid, Liz and Patti, and, finally, Crona.
"Do you think he called your mother?" I asked.
"Maka, how long have you known Riley?" Kylie asked, not able to hold back a giant smile. I couldn't blame her. Her brother survived-and won-a battle with Medusa, woke up from a coma, and she was holding her boyfriend's hand.
"A month, maybe?"
"And has he ever said anything about Mom?"
"He usually talks about his father." I said.
"Yeah. I only met mine when I went to Italy when I was younger." Kylie said, and was about to say something else when Riley rolled through the hospital door, not looking at all like he'd been in a coma.
"Hey guys!" Riley said, smiling. Kylie let go of Soul's hand, running over and hugging him tightly.
"Why do you have a wheelchair?" Kylie asked.
"My legs aren't working right, because of the poison. I'll be fine in a little bit." Riley said. Crona, after looking at Riley, began crying and ran over to him.
"I-I'm sorry! I didn't know how to deal with Medusa!" Crona sobbed. Riley patted her on the back, holding her closely.
"It's not your fault." Riley said, comforting her.
I turned to leave, thinking that Riley would rather be with Crona, even after she poisoned his sister, then him.
"Maka?" Riley asked, noticing I was leaving. "Where are you going? I mean, sure, I got into a coma, but I hope we can still be boyfriend and girlfriend. If that's what you want, of course."
I felt myself tear up, then run to Riley
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I gave Kylie probably the biggest hug I'd ever given anyone.
"Why do you have a wheelchair?" Kylie asked, fighting back tears.
"My legs aren't right, because of the poison. I'll be fine in a little bit." I said, and moved a microscopic distance toward Maka when Crona ran towards me.
"I-I'm sorry! I didn't know how to deal with Medusa!" Crona sobbed. I patted her back, feeling terrible for her. Then, I saw Maka begin to leave, looking sad. Crona noticed I was looking at Maka and let go of me, and I rolled towards Maka.
"Maka?" I asked. "Where are you going? I mean, sure, I got into a coma, but I hope we can still be boyfriend and girlfriend. If that's what you want, of course."
Maka's beautiful eyes began to tear up, and she ran towards me.
"I heard what you said, y'know." I whispered into her ear.
"Really?"
"Yeah. I heard everything everyone said. And it wasn't your fault." I said, hugging Maka. "You couldn't have known Medusa'd attack me. I shoulda told you that Medusa was threatening us in the first place. So it's my fault, really, and I paid the price for it."
Maka looked into my emerald eyes with her beautiful olive orbs and gave me a passionate kiss. I was fairly sure that Kylie said 'eww', but I waved at her, signaling 'would you kindly look away. Or shut up. Either's cool with me.'
Soul chuckled. "Tiny-tits got a boyfriend!"
"Maka-Chop!" Maka broke Soul's skull with a book, and he fell to the ground, Kylie a little angry at him for insulting Maka (I figure they got close when I was in a coma.)
"Do you wanna go on a date? Maybe a movie?" I asked, wiping away tears on Maka's cheek with my thumb. I noticed that, since I was in a wheelchair, Maka had to get on her knees, but she didn't seem to mind.
"Sure." Maka said, kissing me on the cheek. "C'mon. You probably want to go home now."
"Please?" I asked, puppy-dog eyed.
Somewhere behind me, Stein said "Yes, you can go home."
"Woot!" I said, rolling out the door, side-by-side with Maka.
A/N: Pretty good, huh? I feel a bit bad for Crona, but at least Medusa isn't around anymore, so maybe life will start looking up for her.
-MN1
