So I had no school yesterday & I finished writing today. Sorry for any grammatical errors. Please R & R! Hope you enjoy! :) Don't know when I'll update next since I have a AP US History paper to write & that has higher priority right now. Ok, story time!

I felt my chest tightening and getting heavy at what Maka had just told me. How the fuck? No, why the hell was she dating him. They just met, and I've known Maka for weeks. We've shared so much and helped each other. What the fuck was so great about Hiro?

"Soul, are you okay," she asked.

I felt like I couldn't look into her eyes. It would bring me too much pain, but I still did.

"Yeah, I'm fine. I'm really happy for you," I said without cracking. I smiled gently to make it seem like I wasn't trying too hard to lie.

"Okay. See you later for dinner and piano?"

"Yeah."

She grinned at me and left the dining hall. I got up slowly and walked to my room.

That's why the others were being so quiet. Maka had told them probably before I got there. I wanted to knock on Black Star's door to ask them, but I knew that would be weird. They knew I liked Maka, or at least I think they know. I shouldn't dwell on this so much.

I sighed and turned to go to the art room. I figured I could paint something new on the walls. I grabbed black, blue, and white paints and some brushes. Blue and deep red don't mix well, but it doesn't matter. Art can be whatever I want it to be. I was about to leave when I saw a drawing on the wall. It was called Melodic Truth. I looked to see that the artist simply signed their initials in a red pen.

"M.A." I whispered softly. I smiled at the simplicity of the whole thing.

I looked closely at the picture. There was a figure at the piano wearing a black jacket and other figures standing far away from the musician. The drawing wasn't colored, but that wasn't the problem. Maka didn't draw herself being entranced by the music, beside me. I couldn't stand thinking about Maka any longer and I went back to my room quickly.

I stared at my walls and decided to paint dim candles around the distorted piano. The black was done since I finished the candles holders. I needed to paint the flames various shades of blue. There was a pale blue in the flames' centers while a more natural shade enveloped the outside, giving it the flame shape. The candles looked old and used, but were still pure white.

"All done," I said to myself.

"Oh Soul. You fool. You forgot about me," said a figure I never wanted to hear from again.

"What the hell do you want," I asked angrily.

"Don't you remember what I told you? I said I would come back. You need me now more than ever. Defy these people who are weaker than you. Show them you are superior."

I felt a large pain in my head and screamed. This was the worst pain I had ever felt.

"Leave me alone you fucking demon," I said hushed.

"Why do you lie to yourself, Soul? You know the worst pain you felt was from that girl. She basically told you that you don't have the power to do anything."

I know he's in my thoughts, but what the fuck? This demon really made no sense. He simply laughed at my pain and confusion as the pang in my head felt worse. I tried to suppress my scream, but couldn't.

I heard a bang on the door and a loud voice I could assume to be Black Star. I couldn't distinguish what was reality and what the demon was creating. I was breathing fast and heavy, trying to relax. I heard other voices and the door opening, but the demon had devoured me in blackness. This time the black figure wasn't there to save me.

I awoke in the hospital wing with everyone surrounding me; everyone except Maka. I felt a small pang in my head. He was finally settling down for now.

"Hey Soul, what happened," Kid asked.

"The demon came back," I said, holding my head from the pain.

"Why," Tsubaki asked.

Everyone looked at her. She actually had a point. The demon was faded for a long time. Why now?

"Come on, Tsubaki. That's such a…" Liz started, but got cut off by me.

"Actually, I think I know why. Before I came here, the demon said he would return when I thought everything was normal, or okay."

"Are you really that upset over…" Kid hit Black Star before he could continue.

"Liz? Patty? Tsubaki? Could you give us a minute," Kid asked.

They all nodded and left saying they had to do something as well. When the door closed, Black Star asked his question again.

"Soul?"

"Yeah?"

"Are you really that upset over Maka and Hiro?"

"Look, I'm happy for Maka. It took me by surprise, but I'm not upset over it."

"You don't have to lie to us, Soul," Kid said concerned.

"I'm not lying. Right now I just need to sort through this demon issue myself. I feel like anyone would just interfere," I said.

"What's that supposed to mean," Black Star asked offended.

"It means he doesn't want us to get involved. Soul came to fix his problem and that's what he going to do. Sometimes you're really stupid, Black Star," Black Star clarified.

I smiled at him and watched as they walked out the door. I looked over to the clock to see it was time for therapy. I was painting around noon, finished at 2, and then had the fucking demon to deal with.

I walked back to my room to see Justin there with some food. I sat down on my bed and sighed. Justin looked up at me and pushed the food towards me.

"What's wrong, Soul? I heard you had some trouble with the demon earlier," he said plainly.

"He came back. He said he would come back when I thought everything was normal," I said.

"What's not normal right now?"

"I don't really know. Everything really has seemed fine to me lately."

"Soul. I'm your therapist. Unlike your friends, I always know when you're lying. Something is upsetting you. Your friends told me you haven't been around for the past two days. What's happened since then?"

"Fine. Maka and Hiro. It bothers me that Maka…" I stopped.

The pain from my head returned even worse. I was down on my knees, holding my head in agony. I screamed and breathed heavily again like earlier.

"Soul, are you okay," Justin asked.

"Get away. I need to conquer this myself right now," I told him.

I felt my body being consumed by the black, blood-like substance and I knew the black figure wouldn't save me again.

The last thing I saw before my eyes closed was Maka, rushing to my side.

~Sab Out~