SoMa Forgotton Souls chpt 3

SoMa Forgotton Souls chpt 3

There was a long silence. Then Blackstar spoke up, "You're kidding, right Soul? You couldn't have possibly forgotten the great Blackstar!?" Tsubaki spoke next, "We're friends, remember Soul?" Kid began thinking, "Well, Soul did hit his head pretty hard. Twice." He leaned foreward and studied Soul for a sec. Soul leaned further away from him.

"Why do you keep calling me that?" Now Maka stepped towards him, "This isn't funny Soul!" She tried to sound angry but she couldn't help the worried tone in her voice. Soul was getting angry, "What are you talking about!? And why do you keep calling me Soul!?"

"Oh my....." They all turned towards the sound of the new voice. Nygus was standing in the doorway. She was a dark skinned woman with black dreads and bandages covering most of her body. "You definately have a lot of visitors Soul." "Why is everyone calling me that?" Soul asked, more than slightly ticked off now. "Hmm?" Nygus walked over to him.

"Soul, what is the last thing you remember?"

Soul thought for a moment, searching his brain for any traces of memory. He then looked back at Nygus, "Nothing. I don't remember anything." Nygus knitted her eyebrows together in concentration. Then she turned to the others and smiled, at least thats what they thought.

"I think it would be best if you all leave. If he really has lost his memory, then all of you being here could be bad." Reluctantly they all headed towards the door. Maka stopped and looked back at him, "You really......don't remember me?"

Soul was surprised. Should he? When he looked into her eyes he saw pain and fear. Something about her tugged at the back of his mind but he couldn't grasp it. "No. I'm sorry."

Maka felt like she had been shot. Feeling fresh tears comming she quickly turned and ran from the room, ignoring the shouts of her friends as she ran by. All the while she kept wondering why she was crying. She had blamed herself for his injury, but now he couldn't even remember who she was? She wanted him to laugh and say he was joking or tell her that she shouldn't be angry at herself for his injury. Anything! But all he said was that he didn't know her.

She stopped running so that she could catch her breath. The tears were still falling as she sank to the floor. She had run from the nurses office to the balcony at the top of the school. While she sat there, the battle from that night kept comming back to her.

Her, sitting on the ground, frozen in fear. Soul running towards her trying to protect her. The sickening sound of his skull against the wall. The blood. Red and black lying all around him. She drew her knees up and wraped her arms around them. Why did he always have to protect her? Why did he always have to get hurt?

She began to cry again.

Soul stared at the door. When he had told her he didn't know who she was, he could see the hurt in her eyes. He almost jumped out of his bed and ran after her. Why? Who was she? Why was she so important to him? He felt his head start to ache. 'Soul. Are you there Soul?' Now he was hearing voices. "What the heck is going on?" He muttered to himself.

Nygus had went to get Prof. Stein to see if he could help so Soul was left alone with his thoughts. He tried to remember things. Anything at all. Anything that he could use to make that girl not be so sad. "Well, apparently my name is Soul. So uncool." He stopped.

Where did that come from? He shruged, maybe it was something he usually said. Just then the door opened. A man with gray-ish hair stepped in. He had stitches all over his face and arms. He wore a white lab coat that was also covered in stitches. Soul had a strange feeling that this guy was bad news. He had a large screw sticking out of his head.

"Hello, Soul." He said, "So. You lost your memory, huh?" Soul nodded. "Well then," Stein pushed his glasses further onto his face. He put on a creapy smile, "How about I dissect you so we can find out whats going on?" Soul gulped.

Yeah. definately bad news.

Stein began to laugh, "Relax Soul, I'm kidding. I can't dissect you since you're a death scythe." Soul sighed in relief, "Good thing I'm a......wait a Death Scythe? Whats that?" Stein looked at him for a moment, then reached in his pocket and pulled out a cigarette and lit it. After taking a drag began to crank the screw in his head. "So you don't even remember that you've became a Death Scythe huh? This is serious."

Soul was getting even more confused. "Well I can't do much for you right now, but I can take you to Shinigami-sama tomorrow. You're fine physically so you can go home." Stein got up and began to leave the room. "Where is that?" Stein stopped, "Oh yeah, no memory."

Soul's eye twitched. Is this guy for real? Stein took another drag and said, "Well one of your friends can tell you where that is, but you should probably find the one you live with." Soul stared at him, "I live with someone?" Stein nodded, "Yes. That blonde haired girl who ran out crying. Maka Albarn." Soul's face turned red, "I 'live' with her!!?" "Yes. I'll tell one of them to come get you." And with that he left.

Maka sat up and dried her eyes when she heard footsteps. She saw Kid walking towards her and smiled. "Hey Kid. Sorry about running past you all like that." Kid smiled back, "Its fine Maka. Finding out someone important to you can't remember you is hard to deal with." Maka blushed, "He's not.." Kid held up his hand to silence her, "You may not notice it, but we do. I came to tell you that its true. Soul has lost his memory. And now he's waiting for you so you can take him home."

Maka mentally slapped herself. Of course he wouldn't be able to get home! As she said goodbye to Kid she ran down the stairs towards the front door. Tonight was going to be interesting. Soul leaned against the door waiting. First he wakes up to a bunch of people he doesn't know. Then he meets a cute girl who turns out to be his roomate and a doctor with some serious issues. 'What a mess....' Soul and Maka both thought at the same time. For a brief second, their souls resonated.

~next chapter~

"I have a question. Who am I to you?"

"I can turn into a scythe!?"

'What is this feeling?'