Never Taking Her For Granted

Aw shit, it's all my fault!

Panic and concern flooded his mind on the mad dash to the hospital.

Aw crap! Why am I so-!

"Soul, I COMMAND you to wait! I know you're worried and all, but-"

"Shut up, Black Star! Not now! I don't wanna' be preached to about how your Awesome presence makes everything okay!"

"I wasn't gonna' say that! Even though that's true, I was GONNA' say-"

"NOT. NOW."

Black Star left his friend alone to burn in his own hate and distress as they headed up the street, the shadow of Death Hospital looming at the end of it. Its bleak, gray appearance mirrors the ill patients' moods, dead trees and empty stone benches ignored across the courtyard. The sun was nodding off, stubbornly fighting to urge to sleep and let the moon take over its position in the sky.

Why the did this have to happen? Why the couldn't I just TELL HER! And all of a sudden I might never see her again!

Black Star tried to talk again, "Hey, at least Spirit is out of town, so you won't have to-"

"Don't care!"

"LISTEN WHEN I TALK TO YOU!"

Soul ran ahead, up the cement courtyard path and to the foreboding double doors.

Slams and dull footsteps resounded through the empty waiting room. It was large, empty, and gray, some of the most depressing traits possible for a room. And the far end, and old lady sat behind the reception area, nodding off. The depressing hospital was making Soul even more upset, if that's even possible. I can't believe someone like Maka has to stay in a place like this. "Excuse me, ma'am?" Soul nearly shouted while running up to her, giving the old woman behind the counter a near heart attack.

"Well-golly-you kids don't know what it's like to be old! You scared the lights out of me!"

"Excuse me, but I don't have time! I need to see a patient! Her name's Maka Albarn!"

"Why, I never-! Let me check the system..." Seconds ticked by into minutes as the old woman tapped away at the keyboard and Soul stood rather patiently, considering his emotional condition. Black Star was just catching up to him, lightly jogging into the room as the lady squinted at the monitor. She muttered, "3rd floor, in the operating ward. When you get off the elevator, it's to your right, down the hall on the left, ward 3-4, room 307."

"Thank you!" Running off to the elevator, Soul turned his head to shout, "Oh, is she still in surgery?"

Squinting back at the monitor, she called out, "I don't see any other reason why she'd be in the operating ward."

"Argh thanks" He turned back and continued on his way to his meister.

"HEY, don't take the spotlight away from me! The great Black Star NEVER loses to someone as lowly as a mere worshipper of my awesomeness!" Jogging after Soul, he couldn't take not having a part in the "big show" he missed at the reception desk.

"Come on, come on," Soul muttered under his breath as the lights above the elevator door showed it was still coming down. 4th floor 3rd floor 2nd floor

"Hurry up, idiot! The elevator's here!"

Huffing in frustration, Black Star joined his friend, who had already ran into the elevator and slammed the '3' button. "Idiot? I'm a GOD! You can't call a GOD an idiot!"

Soul wasnt listening his mind was elsewhere.

"Soul, just tell me! Who was she?"

"Just some random girl!"