Horror like electricity pulsed through Soul's body as time slowed down to a near stop. His brain screamed at him to run after them, that he could still make it, but his body felt like it was made of heavy sand and the world seemed to be made of pudding. Only seconds before Soul had been knocked out of Maka's hands but she had refused to stop fighting. Forgetting all about her precious weapon she had kicked the kishin egg with all her might pushing it off the ledge but her momentum carried her over as well. Together they began to plummet as Soul transformed back into a human, watching with paralyzing fear shining in his fiery eyes.
The image of Maka as she fell burned itself into Soul's memory. She looked almost angelic as she passed through the icy air. Her hair seemed to float around her head in a golden halo that shone brightly as it caught the winter sun. Her white Spartoi jacket flowed behind her spread wide like wings almost as pure as the mountain snow framing the scene. Her emerald eyes burned with a victorious wrath still focused on the kishin egg as if she had no idea death awaited her as well. He ran with all he had eyes fixed only on her. Soul reached for her but she was already gone. Still so close he could still read the crest on her shoulder but so very far away, beyond the furthest reach of his saving hand. For a fraction of a second, images of a life without Maka passed through his mind. *No*
He allowed the momentum from his sprint to carry him over the ledge. Icy wind bit his face and roared in his ears as he plummeted just behind his meister. The wind burned his eyes forcing tears to stream from them which almost robbed him completely of his vision. He wouldn't survive the fall. He was well aware of that but it didn't matter. The only thing that mattered to him was the stupid, flat-chested, nerdy, courageous, beautiful woman fixed in his gaze.
Somehow, he was able to catch up to her and press her frail body against his. Her arms snaked around his core in return and together they fell towards certain doom. Soul directed Maka to bury her head in his chest and pressed his against the side of her head by her ear.
"Maka, I don't know if you can hear me but I love you. No matter what happens I love you and as long as I am with you I know every thing will be ok." Soul tried to shout over the wind. He kissed her forehead and braced for the impact he knew was coming. He felt Maka's mouth moving against his chest but he didn't hear a single word. He allowed himself a smile and buried his face in Maka's hair as the ground rose up to take them.
Soul jumped. He was soaked in sweat and every nerve in his body felt like it was on fire. His heart was racing and he was gasping deeply but he felt weak like his body was starving for precious oxygen. He searched the dark veil around him for Maka but she was no where to be found. He was about to call for her when his eyes finally began to adjust to the black. Sheets came into view first followed by a simple bed frame, a wooden floor, crumpled cloths
etc. Soul's hissed loudly through his teeth as he lurched back into bed. It had all been a dream, again. It wasn't the worst nightmare he had ever had but this was one of the most disturbing. It had felt so real he swore he could still feel his ears and face burning from the intense cold. Not just that, the scenario of this dream was so very plausible. Hell, it had almost happened years ago in their first fight against the werewolf. He groaned at the memories. He had never been so pissed off or so relieved at the same time. That woman is going to be the death of him; figuratively and literally. He must be incredibly masochistic to not only fight along side the stubborn girl but to fall in love with her too
His heart rate was finally beginning to slow a bit as the panic drained from his exhausted body. The sweat was leaving him with a chill but he was too deep in thought to notice until a deep shiver shook his frame. Soul lazily turned his head to look at his clock; 2:30. *And Maka wonders why I'm always sleeping in class* He thought sarcastically as he swung his legs over the edge of his bed and shook his head in an attempt to clear it. It didn't work. He was wide awake now and still felt shaken by the dream. Before he really knew what he was doing, he was standing in front of Maka's door. He hated himself for doing this. It is so not cool to sneak into a girl's bedroom while she's sleeping but he couldn't deny his need to see her.
The door swung open easily and silently almost as though it was obeying his thoughts and not his hands. The laughing moon was just visible in the window, filling her room with soft silvery strands of light. Soul blinked as his eyes adjusted to the dim light. Maka's bed separated from the darkness across from the window. Her body was just visible outlined as it was by the floral comforter which rose and fell in time with her soft breathing. Soul crept to the side of her bed and knelt down beside her. Maka's head was tilted back and to the side on her pillow and was framed by her tarnished gold locks. Her pale pink lips were parted just slightly and her eyes fluttered as she dreamed. As always, she was the most beautiful creature Soul had ever laid eyes on.
Slowly, he reached out a hand and stroked her cheek with the back of his fingers. At his touch her eyes fluttered and she sighed deeply. Her hand groped at her face until she grasped his hand, tightened her grip and rolled over tangling her arms with his making Soul lurch forward suddenly. Now he was in trouble. She had a death grip on his right arm and had practically dragged him into bed with her. He attempted to regain his lost balance by supporting himself with his left arm as he tried to free his right. It wasn't long before he figured out it was no good. She tightened her grip with every movement he made. He sighed deeply. He was tired and it was never any use fighting with her. He had considered just crawling into bed with her even if she would Maka-Chop him into the afterlife in the morning when he heard her speak.
Soul?" Maka asked in a quiet voice making Soul freeze. He stayed absolutely silent and still
you" Soul's heart swelled at her words. He couldn't resist any more. He pulled back the comforter and crawled into bed beside her. He wrapped his left arm around her waist and pulled her against his body. He would pay for this in the morning he knew, but he didn't care. He buried his head in the base of her neck and whispered,
"I love you too, Maka."