This is an update for "I am anonymous"! I know it is a bit confusing at first, but you will soon understand everything! Maka did NOT try to kill herself. Soul is a bit depressed that he couldn't help Maka. No one thinks he is crazy. They are just worried about him, because they know he blames himself for Maka getting hurt BY SOMEONE ELSE. I don't want to give away the story, so I'm sorry I can't explain everything to you right now. I am glad you said something, otherwise, I wouldn't have known it to be so confusing for others. So, if anyone is just as unclear on the story as you are, they now know a bit more than they would. Sorry for the inconvenience! And because of your comment, I have decided to make some serious changes!
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Aloha! Hellokitti1 here, telling you that this is chapter four! I really hope that you all enjoy my storyline and etc. I really appreciate the time you take to read this. It really inspires me and makes me really happy! You have no idea how happy it really makes me! I don't even think I know! I used really a lot, didn't I?
Mmkay! So, I need to tell you all before I forget. I have no clue as to where this story is headed. Actually, I have a slight idea, but not a detailed one. OH! And, just to let ya'll know, I haven't quite figured out what the deal is... :( Any idears?
Enjoy the newest chapter to Almost There! Sorry if anyone is OOC!
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After the exhausting battle with Soul and Maka's 96th kishin, they go home to get some rest. Well, at least Maka does. Soul, on the other hand, has a nightmare that shakes him to the bone. The next morning, everyone attends school. Maka storms off after bumping into Soul. And Black*Star and Kidd are hiding something from him about the basketball game that would have happened, if there was but one more person. That one more person is Maka. Soul is driven to get her to play with them, but when he arrives to their apartment, he finds a girl lying on the floor, barely breathing, instead.
Chapter 4: Time To Relax. Or Not.
"MAKA!" Soul stood in the doorway, petrified. 'The dream.' "I will not run away from you this time, Maka!" He ran to her side and crouched down. He ripped off his shirt and pressed it firmly against the massive cut in her side.
"Shit, Maka! Hang in there!" Her face became paler by the minute from the blood that poured out of her side. Racing to the kitchen, Soul grabbed some hand towels and the phone. He dialed Kidd's number immediately. After three rings, he picked up.
"Hello?" Why did he sound so calm?
"It's Maka! She's hurt! Get Stein! An ambulance! Something!" At that, Soul hung up and raced to the bathroom. He snatched the first-aid kit and dampened one of the rags. He bolted into Maka's room where he cut away some of the shirt that was plastered to her skin by blood.
With the wet cloth, he wiped away some of the dried blood. He placed a dry cloth back onto her side, which quickly became soaked with the thick red substance. "Dammit!"
He looked into her face and noticed her eyes flickering behind her nearly white eyelids. "Maka..." Soul kept looking at her flushed face. He placed his hand one her forehead. Barely any heat radiated off of her.
He put his ear against her chest, listening intently for a small heartbeat.
Bu-bum.
Soul lifted his head, glad to know that she was still alive. Somewhat.
"S...Soul..."
Soul's head snapped upward to see Maka's eyes were now partially open. "Maka! Don't talk! Someone should be here soon, don't wo-"
"So...ul... I... I'm sorry to...to have you wor...ry over me..." She let out a big breath, then began to breath halfheartedly again.
The weapon began to watch as his meister's chest rose and fell ever so slightly. He raised his hollow gaze to her delicate purple lips. Holding her in his arms, he lowered his head and gently grazed his lips against her forehead. "I'm...so so...sorry..."
The corner of Maka's mouth twitched, and on the inside, she smiled wildly, cherishing every second that she lay in her weapon's strong, reliable embrace. Maybe the warmth of his arms enveloping her shivering body helped keep her alive. "Thank... You..." Maka felt herself succumb to unconsciousness.
Feeling her body relax, and practically go limp, Soul felt dread and anguish tugging at his heart and mind, until he placed his hand above her mouth and felt warm air leave his meister's lips.
"Dammit! Where is anyone!"
As he said this, he heard someone rushing into the room. Stein and Nygus had made it and were now hovering over Maka, writing things down and ordering people with a stretcher to take her to the DWMA medical center, ASAP.
(Small time-skip to the DWMA medical center, where Maka now lies in a bed.)
"Soul, if you had gotten there a second later than you did, Maka probably wouldn't be here right now." Stein looked at Soul sympathetically, but sternly.
Soul cast his eyes downward. 'Why did I let Maka storm off like that? Why didn't I go after her? Why did I have to go with Black*Star and Kidd?' "Dammit! I need to find out who hurt Maka!" Soul accidentally let slip the last part of his thought. He quickly raised his head to see Stein, who's face was sincere. It irritated him.
"Once Maka comes back to consciousness, I'll either tell you myself, or send someone to tell you for me. For now, you need to rest. Go home, Soul." Stein, without delay, noticed the dark bags underneath the boy's crimson eyes.
"Yeah... Just... Can I be alone with Maka for a sec?" Soul's mind raced with things he wanted to say to her, but knew he probably never would. At least, while she was awake.
"Of course. But make it quick, we wouldn't want you to be too tired to go to school tomorrow." He turned around and exited the room, closing the door behind him.
Soul ran his fingers through his hair and sighed. He walked to the side of the bed, in which Maka lay sleeping peacefully. Stein patched her side nicely and made sure to leave a glass of water and some pain killers on the small side tray next to the bed, just in case she happened to wake up in serious pain.
He pulled a chair to the side of the bed. Resting his elbows on the mattress, he stared at Maka's hand. He used his finger to softly trace out imaginary lines throughout her palm. "I... Why didn't you lock the door behind you, you big oaf?" He let out a large sigh and traced his finger to the tip of hers.
"Why are you always so carefree? Why can't you pay attention to the little things, Maka?" His voice was soft, not his usual thing. He rest his head on the edge of the mattress, right next to Maka's hand. Unknowingly, he fell asleep.
"Soul." The weapon felt himself being gently shaken. "Soul, wake up." He turned and rose his head. Through blurry eyes, he made out the shape of Stein. "I thought you were only going to take a second."
"About that..." He yawned and slowly stood up from the chair he fell asleep in. He ran his hand through his white hair. "I think I need to get goin'."
"Of course. If you see Nygus, could you tell her to come here?" Stein held a clipboard full of confusing words and numbers. "Make sure to get plenty of rest."
"Sure. And thanks for your consideration. I plan on getting as much sleep as possible." As he turned around to walk out of the room, Stein called out to him.
"Oh, and Soul?"
"Yeah?" 'What does Stein want now?'
"Maybe it would be a good idea to invite your friends over to your house tomorrow. Just so you have something to do." Stein was checking on Maka and her healing progress.
"Sure, whatever." Soul continued walking out of the room.
As he walked through the door, he saw Nygus and Miss Marie in the hall.
"Oh! Soul! Hello!" Maria was as chirpy as ever.
Soul walked over to the two weapons. "Hello, Miss Marie. Nygus, Stein wanted me to tell you that he needs you in the lab." He turned his head and pretended to be looking at something. One of his hands slid into his pocket.
Nygus nodded. "Yes. One moment please, Marie." She walked towards Stein's location, and turned into the door.
"So, Soul! How are you doing?" Marie clasped her hands in front of her.
"Fine, I guess. Maybe a little worried... That's 'bout it." He shrugged and glanced behind him, towards the door to the room in which Maka lay sleeping.
"Aah... Yes... I think everyone is a bit worried. But! She is in the hands of Stein! So, I can assure you she will be fine! Don't be so down." Marie carefully looked into the depths of Soul's red eyes.
"Yeah... I guess." Soul took his hand out of his pocket and let it rest on his side. "Well, gotta go. See ya, Marie." He turned swiftly on his heels and slowly walked toward the exit of the DWMA
"Nice talking to you, Soul!" Marie called out. After he disappeared into the halls of Shibusen, Marie glanced around, awaiting Nygus's return.
As he walked down the steps that left Shibusen behind, he looked into the sky. He noticed dark gray clouds starting to form off in the distance. A crack of thunder and a flash of lightening became visible from beneath the clouds.
Where he stood, few white clouds were scattered above him. The sun's laughter began to die down, but the fading smile in it's eyes still mocked Soul.
Soul walked towards his motorcycle. Sighing, he got onto his bike. After a few minutes of doing nothing but looking into the sky, he started the engine. 'I'm sorry I wasn't there when you needed me most, Maka...'
He longed to hold her hand again. And to see that warm smile she would give everyone when she was happy.
He revved the engine and started driving into the depths of Death City. He sped down the streets, trying to get the speed to take everything off of his mind.
Soul didn't want to think about what happened. 'It's my fault Maka got hurt... Whoever did that to her will seriously get hurt...'
He was so consumed in his thoughts about trying not to think, that he misjudged a turn.
The sound of metal screeching against pavement rattled shop windows. The smell of burning rubber flooded throughout the streets.
Soul lay beside his wrecked motorcycle, eyes wide open. He closed them briskly and tried to clear his mind. In an instant, his eyelids flew open once he realized what had just happened. "Shit... This is so not cool..."
A bruised arm came up to his head and lightly touched his scalp. He brought back his hand, the blood that covered the tips of his fingers soaked his white hair. Soul felt unconsciousness tugging at him. In his current state, he didn't have the strength to resist that tug. His eyes drooped down, an indistinguishable figure came into his cloudy line of vision. Soon, they shut altogether. He surrendered to the draw of sleep.
END OF CHAPTER FOUR
Hmmm... What will happen next? Read on to find out!
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