Hey there people of the internet, remember me? Again, yes, I am alive, but life is still just as crazy as before but hey that's not what you are here for! For the again, year-late chapter, I am sorry but good news! I think I will be much quicker at the next few chapters so look forward to more Fallacy!
Death Academy Infirmary (Tsubaki's View)
"Maka, please just relax before we go inside." Maka has been in a panic the whole way here, she was questioning me non-stop, but I wasn't even given any information about Soul's condition. "Just take a deep breath, I am sure he is fine!" Maka breathes slowly, barely looking like it helped. Her eyes are still filled with panic, but I can understand why. Death, please let Soul be okay… "Ready?" She takes another breath and her shoulders loosen up.
Maka trembles a bit as she speaks, "Yes…" I open the door and Maka steps inside. As I step inside I see the familiar room that all of us from the EAT class have been admitted to at least once. The curtain on one bed is pulled closed but we see Naigus at the foot of the bed. "Naigus? Is that Soul?" Maka asks a little shakier than before. Naigus turns, despite the bandaging covering her face, we can see the slight concern in her eyes.
Sensing Maka's fear, Naigus speaks slowly, "Yes it's Soul… come see him." As we walk over, Maka throws the curtain open and immediately becomes frozen stiff. "When we got to him he was unconscious, he took a blow to the back of the head from fallen shelf. We bandaged his foot and head and he is in stable condition but hasn't shown signs of waking up. He is in no danger so all we can do is wait till he regains consciousness." I hear Maka whimper, but I can't look away from Soul. Bandages wrap around his head as if replacing his usual headband. He looks more like he's in a peaceful sleep than unconscious. White hair almost the same color as the bandages, and eyes barely shut, his chest moves slightly as he breathes.
Maka walks in front of my view, reaching out toward his hand but stops right before touching him. "Soul?" Maka waits a second, her body leaning towards his. "Please, wake up." As I walk to the other side of the bed I can see Maka's face again. She has a slight smile, but her eyes look so sad. I speak up, "It's okay Maka, Naigus said Soul will be fine. We can stay here and just wait for him to wake up."
Naigus whispers to me, "I have some business to attend to. He should be awake in a few days in the latest, please watch over them for now." "Of course," I say. "I will take care of Maka." Naigus nods at me and exits the room. As I look over towards the bed I see Maka looking so worried over her partner.
Maka's suspended hand finally makes contact with his. She looks at his bandaged foot, peaking from under the covers. Her breath hitches and her eyes get huge. "It's my fault. I saw him with Blair and I broke some dishes and he stepped on it and he got hurt-" I reach across and grab her arm, "Maka! Maka, relax! He is going to be okay!" He was with Blair? What could be that bad, he refused Blair all the time? Even if he got nosebleeds.
I pull Maka around the bed and have her sit. Her breathing starts to slow down but she seems way more panicked than she should be. She looks at me, her green eyes coated in red and tears going down her cheeks. My heart is breaking at her pain. "It's just like my dreams, HE looks just like he did in my dreams." It's the first time I noticed but she looks so sleep deprived. There are dark bags under her eyes. She leans forward and presses her forehead on Soul's hand. She cares for him so much, has she been losing sleep over him? For now it's best to calm her down and let her rest.
"Maybe we should get you a pillow, you could take a quick nap while we wait. You don't have to worry Maka, he will probably wake you up himself." She looks back at me and takes a few deep breaths. With each breath she looks more tired, she nods. "Thanks, Tsubaki." After grabbing her a pillow, Maka lays on my shoulder and stares at Soul until she falls asleep. "Sleep well Maka."
I look at the two of them and worry. What happened between them? I noticed Maka getting more distant from Soul lately, but I thought maybe it was another fight about compatibility. Soul and Blair together? Did something really happen between those two? I always thought Soul might have liked Maka… "Soul, please wake up soon. Maka really needs you." Of course, he probably can't hear me.
Two Days Later (Maka's View)
"No no no it's okay Tsubaki! I promise, I am fine. I brought some of Soul's things and I have a change of clothes. I stayed the last few nights and Naigus said I could use the key to the locker room to take a shower." "Are you sure, Maka? Mine and Black Star's place is closeby, you could stay with us for the night!" Ugh she is so sweet, but I planned this through. "It's okay Tsubaki, I will be fine. I'll see you soon, bye!" "Okay okay, good night Maka."
I hang up the phone and set it down. "Well it's just you and me." I look at the bed. Soul is still there, unconscious. It doesn't feel right. Even unconscious he is still handsome. I've definitely calmed down about his condition over the last couple days but some things still bug me. "Well Soul I am going to get ready for bed." I have gotten in the habit of talking to Soul like he is awake. Maybe he can hear me, but I don't have much hope of it.
Blair told me nothing happened between her and Soul, but I still don't know what to think. From how they looked, could it really have been that simple? And I swear I heard him... moaning. "Stupid Soul… she comes onto you all the time but you never do anything. Maybe that's just in front of me? You said I should know but you are never clear about your feelings, how was I supposed to know you like her… for a second I thought you meant…" My heart hurts and my stomach turns when I think about it.
Whatever, I am done thinking about this, you like Blair, she should be here instead of me. No… he's my partner and I want to be here for him! I think I am going crazy. I am going to clear my head with a shower. "Don't go anywhere Soul, haha…" I want to bury my head in the dirt from that joke. Thank Death he can't hear me.
As I head to the locker room I think about our time together. When did I want Soul to like me, I know sometimes I can't help staring at him, he has always been good looking, even if other people can't get passed the sharp teeth. Not to mention puberty did wonders to the already good-looking boy. His crimson eyes used to draw my attention but over the years it's been more difficult to not look at him. His chin got sharper, his smile is even more devilishly handsome, and his pale skin started getting tan from all the desert missions we took.
"Just thinking about his looks makes me feel so weird, I need to relax." I look up from the floor, wow I didn't even realize I made it to the locker room shower. Once I take off my clothes and step in, I turn the lever until the water is absolutely perfect. "Let the worries wash away Maka." The water flows and I swear nothing has felt more calming in my life.
After a quick shower I get my towel on and brush my teeth, "Well, time for bed." I practically run back to room, but of course it doesn't matter, Soul is still in the same place I left him. I look at his face, huh, his expression seems different. I stare but he doesn't move, probably just my imagination. I swear staring at him has left me dying for the snarky remarks he always throws out. "He would probably say something like take a photograph haha right? Ugh I can't even copy his jokes properly!"
"I'm going to change Soul, maybe this is the one time I would be happy if you peeked. Haha just kidding." Just the thought of that left me blushing from ear to ear. I turn away and find my clothes. My towel falls without much effort. I notice the mirror to my side and give myself another glance, "Maybe puberty did something for me." My figure filled out a bit, but not like Soul noticed. Wait why should I care if he noticed?! I don't need his opinion! "That's it, even when he wakes up I don't need his opinion! I know I am hot! Hear that Soul?!" I practically shout as I turn, "I don't need your-"
I turn and see Soul, but his eyes are open. Not just open but wide like they are in shock. He is awake! "Soul! Oh Death, Soul you're awake!" Without thinking I fly forward, wrapping my arms around his shoulders. "I was so worried! Naigus said you would wake up but we had no idea when! I am so glad you're awake!" "UUWAAAA!" Huh? I feel Soul push me back hard enough that I almost trip over my own feet.
"Hey! What's wrong with you?!" I look up, Soul is breathing heavily, his arms covering his eyes. Soul manages words breathlessly, "Please… stop!" Anger fills my body, "Hey! I have been here waiting for you to wake up and you won't even look at me?! You know, I should be mad at you for playing with my feelings! You were really unclear and I thought... never mind but what's with you?!" I charge him and grab his wrists. "Let go!" he yells. "You are-" I cut him off. "What?! I am what?! Not who you wanted to see right now?!" I feel rage surging through my body. I know I am being ridiculous but this jerk deserves a piece of my mind, even if I may have been the reason for his mini-coma. He stutters a moment until finally speaking, "Y-Y-Y-You're naked!"
Lightning shoots through my body. I look down, I have been naked this whole time, trying to get Soul to look at- "Ahhhh! Maka chop!" Bringing a book down on his head as hard as I can, all I can hope is to make him go back to sleep! "OW! Hey, what the hell?!" I grab my towel and look at Soul. "You could have said so earlier!" Ugh just as unreasonable as always Maka, probably giving the boy another concussion.
He's rubbing his head and… holding his nose? "I didn't hit your nose why are you…." I can see red seeping between his finger. Blood, but if I didn't hit his nose... "HA! HAHAHAHA! You got a bloody nose from me? Tiny tits, Maka?! In your face Soul!" This is gold! "Serves you right for always making fun of me!" My gut hurts from laughing so hard but after wiping away the tears of joy I notice the confused look on Soul's face.
He looks at me, and around at the room. He looks at me again and with a lost expression, he asks "Who are you?"
