Sollux Captor

"Is there a way to stop it? Or... is it too late...?" Soul asked gently, a frown visible on his face. Sure, maybe him and Kid didn't get along sometimes... but he didn't want him to die.

"T...This has happened before... then what's wrong?" Soul spoke up a bit, turning the other a bit so he could look at the tired gold eyes.

Soul stared at him carefully, keeping a small grip on his hand. "Why are you sorry...?"

Dammit, Soul seemed to swear to himself... he was right here, he was with Kid, he had to figure out what to do. He bit his lip, as he reached out, and lightly held the other's hand, and leaned close, before pressed his lips against the other's forehead, a surge of energy from finally having strength back allowed to flow into the young shinigami's body.

Soul managed to make it to his room, as he knelt down, and carefully laid Kid down, and gently set the covers over his small frame, as he reached a hand out, and gently felt his forehead, heat and trails of sweat felt against the skin, as he frowned softly. "Kid... what happened...?"

"Soul!" Black Star yelled after the silver haired scythe as he watched him run off. Soul managed to get out of the classroom without getting killed by Stein... okay, he had no clue where Kid lived... he would have to get him to his room for now.

Soul was getting scared now, if not worried. "You need to get to bed..." He carefully picked the older boy into his arms, not concerned about the murmurs heard as the other students saw this happen.

Soul seemed spooked for a second as the eyes went normal and began to cough as if someone was scratching at his lungs from inside. He reached out and caught the boy before he fell over. "Kid..."

Soul twitches a little, before a pulsing vein appeared. "What the hell's with you! I was just concerned!"

Soul made a little huff, before leaned close. "I'm not buying that... you were okay yesterday, and suddenly your obviously sick..."

"What happened? Are you okay...?" He reached out, and gently touched the other's shoulder.

Soul didn't answer, seeming to watch in concern, as Kid was helped to sit on his seat which was next to the white haired male... yeah, he didn't look good at all. He looked okay the last time he saw him... what happened? "Kid...?" He spoke softly, hoping to get his attention.

---- The bell was going to ring soon, as Soul was sitting in his class, Maka sitting a couple seats away since things switched once Kid enrolled into the academy. He glanced at the door... why wasn't Kid at class yet? He didn't hear anything about him being off on a mission.

"Alright, let's go home... the moon is still giving me the creeps..." Soul brought his hands behind his head as the two of them headed back to their house.

"Yeah... hopefully I don't have to wait that long again... thank you, Maka..." Soul gently scratched his head, seeming a bit embarressed. First he said sorry to Kid and now he thanked Maka... was it cool to do that?

--- The scream of a Kishin being sliced up was heard, before it quickly fell apart into darkness, leaving a red colored soul behind, as Soul's hand reached out, and gripped it, as it seemed to wiggle in his hand. "I'm glad that didn't take too long... it's been a while since I had one so close..." Changing back into his human form completely, Soul opened his mouth, his jaw seeming to almost unhinge before slipping the soul inside his mouth, giving a gentle chew against it before swallowing, a small sigh of relief escaping him, before he pressed his hands together. "Thank you for the meal."

Patty looks at Liz as their meister climbed into bed. "Is he okay? You think he would be happy that Soul said he was sorry."

Patty seemed to squeal a little. "That's so sweet, Soul wanted to apologize for what happened, just for Kid!"

Patty looked at her sister, her finger pressed against her lips. "What do you think is bothering him, big sister?"

--- "Hey, Kid. I was told that Shinigami-sama wanted to speak with you." Patty was leaning above him, lightly tapping him on the head. He seemed to be a little off since the incident that happened outside the school.

Soul gently held her hand, as his body soon began to glow, as he morphed into his scythe form, as Maka carefully caught him in her hands, squeezing the handle.

Soul looked at Maka. "Hey... would you mind carrying me for a while in my scythe form...? I feel too tired to walk..."

"Thank you. Come on, Maka..." He brought his hands back into his pockets, and headed off so they could complete their mission and he could eat a soul.

"I had... a bit of a bad run in with Kid... could you let him know I'm sorry...?"

Death Scythe was on the ground, blood seeming to pool from his head... no wonder his hair was so red. Soul rubbed his neck a bit, giving a sigh... he looked over at Shinigami-sama, holding his head. "Hey. I was hoping you could do me a small favor, sir..."