Blazerules34: ….yeah. It's been a while. I'm sorry.

Maka didn't go to sleep at all, too shaken up by her nightmares. She didn't even care about the fact she had school anymore. That's how bad it has become: Maka Albarn, best student in school, not even caring about it anymore.

Soul walked into Maka's room the next morning, and was stunned to see her sitting, wide awake, with her arms curled around her knees. Her eyes were ringed with black, not makeup, but the mark of no sleep.

"Maka," Soul muttered, and she lifted her head up to look at him. She smiled tiredly. "Morning, Soul," Maka replied. He ran to her, lifting her up, hugging her. "What's wrong, Maka?" he whispered in her ear.

"Couldn't sleep," was her response. Soul hugged her tightly. "Wanna skip?" he asked, and she shook her head. He chuckled, worried about her.

"Alright, I already made breakfast, come eat and then take shower," Soul instructed. Maka nodded, and grabbed her clothes, and shuffled out to the bathroom. The shower turned on a few moments later, and Soul went out to the kitchen.

"How is Maka-chan, nya?" Blair asked, sitting as a cat on the table. The cat was worried about her friend. They might not have gotten along at first, but now they were good friends. "Not good, Blair. I think it's time we tell Stein," Soul muttered to the cat.

Blair mewed in distress. Who knows what Stein would do? Everyone knew he liked to experiment with his patients. He didn't always, but Maka's dad was a good example. Maka emerged in her clothes, hair brushed and wet, and sat down.

"Morning, Blair," Maka greeted, and Soul studied her. She looked exhausted, both physically and emotionally. "Morning Maka-chan," Blair responded, and leapt down from the table, leaving the two to speak.

"Maka, I think it's time you see Stein," Soul said a little uneasily. Maka froze, her bangs covering her eyes. And then she nodded her head, jerkily.

"I agree, Soul. I'm tired of this. I want to be able to sleep, and I want to know what's wrong with me." Maka practically snarled the words, and Soul smiled a bit. His old meister, before the nightmares, was coming back. Maka stood up, putting her uneaten breakfast on the counter.

"Come on, let's go Soul. I need to go see a doctor," she said, and Soul stood up as well. Together, the two got onto his motorcycle and sped off to DWMA.

Sorry it's so short!