The Kishin had grabbed me by my left wrist.

"I told you that you were stupid!" he told me. I struggled to get free, but his grip was iron-tight. So, I lifted Silara in attempt to kill him once and for all. He chuckled and ripped Silara out of my hands and threw her on the ground. She transformed back into a human and stood up.

"Let go of my meister!" Silara shouted to the Kishin. He wiggled a finger at her as if scolding a child.

"Ah, ah, ah. You want your friend back? Then come and take her. But the only thing you'll get if you attempt to rescue her IS HER DEAD BODY!"

Everyone's eyes went wide, mine included.

"Angel, don't move!" Liz shouted as she appeared in one of Kid's pistols.

"Oh, your name is Angel? How lovely." The Kishin said seductively. He gently dragged the blade of his dagger down my face and I was bleeding again. I held back the tears, knowing I was going to die soon.

"Quit it, you creep!" Black Star said, attempting to defend me.

"My oh my. Your skin is so soft, Angel…" he told me, ignoring Black Star. He traced my forearm with the blade.

"I hate to see anything happen to it!" he yelled and dug the blade in my hand and I cried out in incredible agony. He dragged the blade to the edge of my sleeve. All of a sudden, he dropped me. I clutched my arm tight, though that wasn't going to help. Through blurry vision, I saw Black Star had chopped the Kishin's head off. Kid ran toward me. He was saying something but I couldn't hear a thing. Tears were streaming down his face. That was the last image I saw as I slipped unconscious.

Soul's POV

I knocked on the door gently. No answer. So I walked in anyway. I saw Angel lying unconscious in the bed. I sighed deeply and sat down in a chair next to her. I felt so bad, though it wasn't exactly my fault. A single tear rolled down my cheek. Do not cry, damn it! Crying isn't cool! I thought to myself and wiped it away. I took her uninjured hand and held it loosely. All of a sudden, hundreds of images flashed in my face. Me seeing her for the first time, talking to her, us on the balcony, her at mine and Maka's house, her barging into my room and her face turning red (like her nickname), me listening to her sing, her being tough and strong and kicking the Kishin's ass, her getting hurt, her smiling, and, my personal favorite, me comparing her to the Maynelia bird and holding her hand a few days ago. I smiled at the last memory. I felt a gentle squeeze on my hand. I looked down and saw Angel was awake.

"Red. Are you okay?" I asked her. She nodded her head.

"I'm fine Soul." Angel told me as she sat up. A look of confusion crossed her face.

"Where am I?"

"The school infirmary." I said, regret creeping into my voice. She looked concerned.

"It's not your fault."

"I know. But it feels like I am the reason your arm is hurt."

"Soul, nothing is your fault."

Angel patted my hand gently. "So, why am I here? My injuries weren't that bad."

"Well, they kinda were. You lost a lot of blood and when the Kishin dropped you, leg cracked slightly. Stein thinks you've lost the use of your arm…"

In response she lifted her left arm and wiggled her fingers and bent it up and down. "Nope, it's fine." she told me cheerfully. I smiled at her.

"I'm glad. Well, I've gotta go. See ya later."

" 'Kay. Stay cool."

"Always."

We laughed a little and I got up and left.

Angel's POV
 When I was sure Soul was gone, I tossed the blankets off myself and stared at my legs. My right leg was wrapped skillfully in bandages and my left had a patch on it where I was stabbed. I got up and just stood there for a moment. Then I went to the bathroom next door. In the mirror, I saw my right arm was wrapped in gauze too, from my shoulder to a little above the elbow. A single band-aid was stuck to my cheek where the Kishin scratched me with the dagger the first time. I lifted my tank-top and saw more bandages around my hips. I gingerly touched the bandages and winced. No wonder I was in the infirmary… I sighed and splashed cold water on my face. I tapped the band-aid to make sure it wouldn't fall off and went back to my comfy little bed. I leaned back against my pillows and pulled the covers back over me. I tried falling asleep, but it was no use. I was wide awake. I looked down at my arm and traced the fresh scar. It started in between my middle and pointer finger, went diagonally down to the edge of my wrist, wrapped around my forearm and ended at my elbow.

"Oh, you're awake." Stein said, surprising me and causing me to jump. I glared at him.

"You clearly don't understand privacy." I grumbled.

"Nope. So how do you feel?"

"Fine. My arm is okay."

I demonstrated this by moving it up and down and wiggling my fingers a bit. He smiled a little.

"Good. So, any pain at all?"

"No, nothing. Am I supposed to be in pain?"

"Not really."

I nodded slightly and shifted uncomfortably. Stein noticed and cleared his throat. "Well I just came to check on you." he told me and left. I was happy to be alone again. I heard a light knock on the door. I groaned loudly.

"Come in as long as I know you." I said a little sarcastically. The door opened and in stepped Black Star and Tsubaki. I blinked a few times, not being able to believe Black Star of all people came to visit me. Maybe he did think of me as a friend…

"How ya doing, Angel?" Tsubaki asked politely. I smiled at her.

"Oh, fine."

"That's great!"

I waved at Black Star, who was just staring at me. "Um, hi Black Star."

"Hey, Angel." he said coolly.

"Thanks for helping me…"

"It's the kind of thing a big guy like me would do."

I rolled my eyes. "Yes it sure is, Black Star." I told him sarcastically.

"Black Star, we have to get to class." Tsubaki told him. I then realized it was Tuesday. I smiled and said goodbye to them. They left the room and I suddenly felt tired.