I yawned, again. It was only eight in the morning, but I wanted to go back to bed. Stein called me and Crona in Friday morning to his house. We were technically supposed to be doing school stuff and so was he, but he hired a subsitute just so he could see me and Crona.
"I'd recommend being quiet. Marie's been cranky dealing with Tyler all night. I swear my son is a vampire." Stein commented as he rubbed his eyes. He looked so tired. "Go ahead and go into the room, i'm going to go grab some stuff. I'll start with you, Maka." We nodded and entered his examination room. Crona helped me hoist up onto the table.
"I wonder what i'm being all examined for." I said. Crona shrugged.
"He's probably going to check up on Tiffany and ask about the pills," he suggested. I nodded. To be honest, the pills helped, but that didn't mean I liked to take them. The only reason I do is so I don't have to deal with those awful nightmares. A few minutes later, Stein came back with equipment and a clipboard.
"I'll start out with the baby," he said. Knowing the routine, I laid back and lifted my shirt to expose my prominent baby bump. Stein squeezed that strange, cold gel and rubbed it on my belly. After the monitor warmed up and turned on, he used the remote to take an ultrasound. "Found her," Stein said as he moved the remote around.
"It was only two weeks ago that we had an ultrasound, but she already seems so much bigger," Crona commented.
"She looks so comfortable," I smiled. Stein said nothing as he examined the screen and the numbers that were monitoring Tiffany's heart and breathing rate. Stein let Crona hold the remote in place while he wrote down his observations on the clipboard.
"I'm sure she is, those vital signs are much better than before. Her heart and breathing rate have returned to normal." He wrote down a few more things then took the remote back from Crona. He swished it around my stomach a little more to take more observations. "You're at about 26 weeks now, one more week and you'll be at your seven month period. By then, we'll need to make your scheduled visits more often." I nodded in response.
"Is she off of bed rest?" Crona asked.
"I'll give you until Wednesday, then she can be off bed rest," Stein wiped the jelly off my stomach and switched his gloves, "How are your nightmares?"
"I haven't had one. I've been nightmare free since i've been taking them, but I haven't dreamt at all for that matter." He tapped his pen against his face for a few moments before writing something down on his clipboard again.
"Alright, Crona your turn." I pulled my shirt down and switched places with Crona. Though he sat up. Stein took Crona's blood pressure and measured his heart rate. He made a 'hmm' sound, but said no comments. After he was done writing on his clipboard once again, he turned to his computer and opened a file. When it had popped up, a huge document showed up and he scrolled halfway down.
"Alright, here we go. I took what you said before and did some experimenting, though it was very difficult seeming as you can't necessarily command a rat to do anything." He cleared his throat and continued, "I have found that there is indeed a certain element in your blood that is a clotting factor. Ragnarok was a huge influence on hardening the blood, but both you and Ragnarok shared thoughts as well. It is very possible that you could have controlled a little of the hardening of your blood because you triggered that factor. Though, Ragnarok lived in your blood, so he controlled it himself, you never had the concious idea that maybe you were able to do it yourself."
My jaw dropped and I could see the gears in Crona's head spinning. Believe it or not, I think Crona very well could be a scientist. He's very smart and he can connect things together, though no one could out-science Stein. Crona could possibly be an assistant though, which he's done a few times before.
"So, what are you telling me to do?" He asked.
"I believe that it'll need extensive training of your mind, but you can control your blood. Right now, since you have a low blood count, it's going to be very difficult and very slow. I am currently working on creating a better black blood source for you, but because of your clotting factors, it's difficult. I may need a witch to help, but i'll do my best for now."
"Can I try anything now?"
"You can attempt, but I wouldn't expect any outcome. I assume it would be like sharing your thoughts with Ragnarok, but you're speaking to your blood." Both Crona and I gave him a strange look. How will he do that? Ragnarok had a conscious, so he always had some sort of response. Actually talking to the blood though? This is going to be a lot harder than I thought...
"I'll do it." Crona proclaimed, "I'm ready to stop being in pain. I feel useless to Maka. I can't support her like I need to." I looked to Crona. Does he really feel that way? Although he's been in pain, he's been wonderful and he's helped me so much. I wish he'd let himself heal, but he still pushed himself for me.
"Crona..." I whispered.
"Now, I would like you to try, but don't exert yourself. We don't need another thing to stitch up now, do we?" Stein said. Crona looked disappointed. Stein wheeled his chair closer to the table/bed and rested his hand on Crona's mid-back. "You're doing a wonderful job Crona. I couldn't say you were a terrible father at all." Crona simply looked up to Stein and gave him a small smile. I smiled as well, but I knew that Crona was hurt.
Eventually we had to say goodbye. Stein was long due for a nap before Tyler woke up. I softly closed the front door and we began to walk back to the apartment. It was cold, but I could definitely feel the temperature rising as the winter was ending. I pulled my hand out of my coat pocket and reached over to Crona's hand. He flinched at the sudden touch, but then intertwined his fingers with mine. I gave it a light squeeze, which he returned and we walked silently back to the apartment.
"Blair was waiting foreverrr for youuu!" Blair exclaimed as we got home.
"We were only gone for an hour." Crona said, glancing at the clock.
"Blair gets lonely." She argued. She poofed herself into cat form and jumped onto my lap as I sat on the couch. I could hear her begin to purr as I petted her. The apartment was so warm and comfortable I was nearly ready to take a nap. Crona grabbed the laptop from the bedroom though and turned on our class cam. I sighed, school work. I love school, but it's so different attending class through a video. It just isn't the same. The substitute was Papa, he was simply reading through a chapter I had read long ago. He wasn't really teaching. Soon I found myself nodding off.
I woke up later with drool down my face. I lifted my neck, which was stiff from being in an odd spot for so long. The laptop sat on mine and Crona's laps still, dead. I felt a pressure on my shoulder and looked over. Crona's pink, beautiful hair was draped over my neck and shoulder, he was asleep too. He had his own share of drool trickling down his chin. I smiled and shut the laptop, carefully moving as I set it onto the coffee table. Crona groaned softly and moved so he was laying on my lap. I grabbed the side pillow and set it underneath his head, then I gently moved out from under Crona. I gave him one last sweet smile before heading to my bedroom. Blair had been curled up on my bed and I got under the sheets, where Blair then found a nice comfy spot next to me.
I woke up once again, I felt refreshed. I looked over and Crona had found his way to the bed too. Blair was gone, I wondered if she had to work tonight. I stretched, then made my way out of bed. I checked the clock and winced at the time, I had slept the day away. I thought of maybe going to wake up Crona too. I knew right away that I shouldn't. That man has been through so much, continually pushing himself for me. It has to be taking a toll on him, even if he tells himself that he's fine, I know better than that. I sighed. It was two o'clock, so what could we do with what we have left with the day? I know Theresa is coming over soon to help study... But that won't be for another hour atleast.
I walked over to the bookshelf, I've read all of them, but what else could I do? Boredom has become immense since I've been on bed rest. I suddenly had an idea and I wondered if I had any paper. I walked around the apartment for a while before I decided I didn't have blank paper and that I'd have to live with notebooks. I grabbed a book I swear I've read a billion times and my notebook with a pencil. Sitting on the couch, I searched through the first chapter to find the descriptions of the main character. I have never found myself "artistic", despite the fact that sometimes I doodle, but hey, not bad to give it a shot, right?
A knock sounded at the door. I stared blankly at my attempt of a drawing and laughed to myself. I got up and answered the door, and as promised, Theresa greeted me.
"Hi Maka." She smiled. I gave her a smile back and invited her in.
"So, what are we studying today?" I asked her. She lifted the stack of books in her hands and put them on the table. "Uh oh, whats all that?"
"Well, we've been assigned a project for DWMA History. It's the only class that we're really learning anything. It's funny though, because as seniors, we know all the history. I guess we learn ways to make DWMA's future."
"Okay." I picked up some of the books she had picked. I guess I shouldn't of fallen asleep. I was assigned more than I thought I would've.
"This one is easy I guess, I haven't been at the DWMA long enough to really get it, but that's why you're my partner." She laughed. I looked at her like I knew what she was talking about. I have no idea what the topic even is.
"Okay... So, where do you think we should start?" I asked her. She looked at me and raised an eyebrow.
"Did you not attend class today?" She blurted.
"Well," I smiled, "I did, but I may or may not of gone to bed instead," I shrugged. Theresa looked at me dumbfound.
"So you have no idea what i'm even talking about?" I shook my head and bit my lip.
"Sorry?" I said with a smile. She sighed and shook her head, but with the smirk on her face I knew she was kidding.
"Alright ms. 'i'm so smart at school I can fall asleep'." I scoffed at her. "Hey shoosh. Anyways, we have to pick a flaw of the DWMA and brainstorm a way to fix it to benefit future generations."
"That's really interesting," I replied. "It makes sense why it'd be a senior's assignment. Well, let's make a list of what we think DWMA's flaws are."
"I can think of like two. I haven't been here long enough to really think. Hey, where's Crona?" I looked up towards the bedroom.
"He's taking a nap. He's worn out so I decided to let him sleep. If he needs credit for this assignment he can help out tomorrow. Besides, i'm sure we have to get the topic approved." She nodded.
"Yeah, we do. Here, we'll use this notebook to start out." She grabbed the notebook I drew in. I cringed that she saw the drawing. "OH cool! Did you draw this?" I nodded.
"It's not very good, but I was bored. I don't have any more books to read, so I decided maybe i'll draw instead of reading."
"Well, I wouldn't call it awful. It's pretty, atleast I can tell she's a girl with really long, curly hair. I can only draw stick figures," Theresa commented, "But anyway..." We worked for about twenty minutes trying to find flaws of the DWMA before we decided that there probably wasn't anything else we could think of. We have eight ideas, so I hopefully one of them will be alright. Crona got up about the time we put away the notebook. He came out of the bedroom rubbing his eyes.
"What time is it?" He asked me as he walked into the living room.
"Good afternoon sleeping beauty," I smiled, "It's a little past three." His eyes went wide.
"I'm surprised." He said, "I don't usually sleep that far in the day." I shrugged.
"That's okay. A really long nap every once in a while is good."
"Hi Theresa." He waved. He noticed the books on the table and pointed to them with a confused face. I looked at Theresa and let her explain. He sat next to me and looked at our list. (Hiding away my drawing) He added his own ideas, which wasn't a lot, but it was always good to extend the list.
"Awesome," Theresa said, "I think this will be enough to check off tomorrow." She started to pick up her bag.
"Where are you running off to?" I asked her. Theresa usually stays for a while to just talk.
"Oh, well I've got some stuff at home to do today. The apartment has lacked a little cleaning lately and I want to pick up a little." She said. So we said goodbye. And like everyday, I offered her to come over anytime she liked.
I plopped myself on the couch. Crona was poking at the text books Theresa left.
"Is it bad I want to take another nap?" I asked Crona. He laughed.
"Maybe a little." He looked at me with a smile and I simply stared at him. So happy to see him be happy. I loved that smile of his, I wish he'd show it off more. It made me happy to know though that his smile shined most when I was around.
"I love you," I said. He turned to me.
"I love you too."
YES! I am alive! And this chapter isn't very long, sorry. Yeah I can't really make up for how long I was gone this time. To be fair, there was a lot going on, but I am hoping that now I have overcome most of it, I can catch up on my stories. There will be no promises however, because I am an adult, (well, almost) I work A LOT, and then there is college... Phew! But you know i'm always active. I will always be around to answer comments, so leave those whenever! And i'm more responsive to Wattpad, but I will reach you here as soon as I can. Well, I hope this shows that I am still working to finish this story. I love you all! Bye Bye!