AN: Just an idea that popped into my head. And just so you know... this story is going to be rated T, for now. :D;;
And yes, this IS a Star x Kid story. xD

Chapter 1: Karma

It felt like any other day in Death City; blistering hot, and with the citizens never seeming to notice. Or perhaps even care.

But no, today was different. Black Star flexed into his full-size mirror, smirking at his oh-so-hot-self. Satisfied, he strode away and tossed on his neon green hoodie. Being able to capture the attention of any commoners, and perhaps a new girl, was definitely mandatory. He'd need a new toy, after all.

Black Star frowned. His love-struck girl was getting too close to him; she wasn't worthy enough to be by his side forever. He chuckled; getting rid of her today will put him back up on the market, and allow another girl to attempt and entertain him. Maybe there'll be one that's actually of value to him.

The womanizer nearly ran down the stairs and made his way to the front door. Kid was supposed to meet him in a few minutes; having only lived a block away, Black Star was positive he'd be by his front door by now. But to his dissatisfaction, as he pulled open the door, Kid wasn't there.

Kid usually wasn't one to be late; his OCD made sure of that.

"Tch. Ditching me on my 20th dumping date?" The blue-haired teen rolled his eyes. He wouldn't show it, but he was just the slightest bit worried at where his best friend was.

Black Star waited a few more minutes before reluctantly heading down the street to the local coffee shop, where his soon-to-be-dumped date was waiting. If Kid wasn't around to play the "it's-okay-I'm-here-for-you" friend of the dumper, this would end a lot messier than he thought.

"Argh, I'ma punch him after this..." Sure, Black Star was great with wooing girls. But dumping them? He wasn't much for comforting their fragile, easily broken hearts. Kid was better with that.

Black Star pulled the shop's door open, stepping within the rich, caffeinated aroma.

He was actually surprised Kid hadn't gotten a girlfriend yet. Okay, so maybe being the friend of someone who gets ALL the girls that even come near, it could be a little hard. But there were a few takers. Kid had turned them down on the spot - nicely of course - and Black Star couldn't understand why. They had seemed like nice, genuine girls. They were intelligent too, just like Kid.

Shrugging off the thought, the stud spotted his current girlfriend in the back booth, ever so slightly showing a sign of impatience. Striding up to the girl, he winked and put an arm around her. "Hey, Eruka," he smirked devilishly, "were you waiting long?"

She gushed. "Oh no, not at all, Blackie."

Said teen tried not to grimace. He hated when those girls tried to give him 'cute' nicknames. Frankly, it was plain out stupid and annoying. Besides, there was only one person who could call him something else besides 'Black Star'. He chuckled.

"What's so funny?" The girl wrinkled her nose, tilting her Death Bucks cup back and forth.

"Nothin', nothin'," Black Star grinned. Looking her over, he inwardly laughed at her tacky polka dotted dress. Man, he could totally do so much better than this. If it weren't for the list of girls he was making to show off to Kid, he'd probably have skipped over her.

Eruka twirled her pale green hair around her slender finger. "Well, if it's nothing, then what did you call me over her for? Gotta tell me something?" She smiled up at him and wrapped her arms around his neck in a cutesy fashion.

The boy laughed nervously, scratching the back of his head. She really did resemble a frog; the rumors were definitely true. Clearing his throat to maintain his level of coolness, Black Star hugged her gently around her lower back, and started walking her outside. He'd have to do it outside; she'd probably cause a scene in there. And boy, did Black Star have his share of dump-worthy moments. Girls were so dramatic.

"Eh? Why do you want to talk out here? It's nicer in-"

"Listen, Eruka." This is how it always started. The blue-haired teen sighed, bringing Eruka towards an open ally. Away from people and somewhat quiet. It made the drama easier to manage.

Before she could respond, he continued. "It was nice getting to know you and all, but..." Black Star paused, secretly enjoying the look of realization and horror spreading across her pale face. "But you're just not for me. Thanks for letting me get a taste, though." He snickered and dropped his arm from her back. This was fun.

Raising an eyebrow at her silent stare, he waited for a slap. A yell, a shout. Something.

The silence began eating at him. He could tell she was upset, yet... Her face didn't display any sadness. If Black Star knew any better, he would have to say it resembled... Anger. "Eruka-chan?" The boy stated playfully, tapping her on the shoulder.

Whether that was what drawn her attention back to him or not, she finally said something, "So you think you're too good for me?" The underlying fury within her voice gave Black Star the chills; not that he'd ever admit that of course.

"You were fun for a while, I admit, but-"

"So I bored you, dear?" Eruka stepped closer, her wide mouth growing into a sickening smile. "You play with girls hearts as if they're absolutely nothing, Black Star."

He stepped back ever so slightly, nearing the dirty brick wall. Girls had been furious with him before, and gave him a fit a slapping and screaming, but... Black Star had never been as scared as he was now. "E-Eruka, c'mon, now. You know you're still my girl, kinda. Y-You're definitely different than those other ones, that's for sure..."

Placing her slim fingers delicately on his chest, she trailed them downwards, smiling at his confused expression. "Because you play with us like toys... You'll become what you really are." She clenched the hem of his hoodie, and leaned up, mere centimeters from his face.

"Wha... What are y-you-"

"You're a dog, Black Star. A dirty dog." She released his shirt and shoved him against the wall.

Recoiling from her touch, Black Star just frowned. Is that all? He rolled his eyes, about to just turn away from this weird chick, when he felt something funny... His chest started hurting. Leaning against the wall for support, his vision was starting to fade. No, not fade. It was beginning to lose color... What the hell did she do? He growled at her, trying to say something, only to get a whimper out instead.

"You'll always be a dog, Black Star," she smiled darkly, "until you find someone to accept you for the trash you are." And then she walked away swiftly, white boots clicking along the stone path.

What the hell was that about? Black Star huffed, watching as she left. I should really avoid crazy chicks like that, sheesh... He rolled his eyes, lifting his leg to scratch his ear- Wait a minute. Black Star looked at his hands - or his paws, actually - and did a double-take. What the hell is this?

Panic-stricken, the furry blue mass scrambled in a circle, whining and whimpering at his situation. Whatthehell, whatthehell, WHAT THE HELL. WHY AM I A FREAKING DOG? Stumbling over his two front paws, Black Star tumbled straight into the wall. Ow...

Shaking off the pain, the blue dog straightened himself up on his ...four legs. That damn Eruka... She did this to me! What a freak. Black Star whined again, glancing at his pile of clothes. His neon sweater sitting on top, mocking him. Pft, someone will definitely see that... It's so damn bright. They'd probably take it- He froze, ears perking up. Of course! The sweater! Kid had gotten him that sweater for his last birthday, saying it stood out just like him; surely he'd remember it.

Shoveling his nose through the bottom of the neon fabric, Black Star managed to get it around his head, letting the arms rest on each side of his neck. Whatever, this'll do.

As the quirky blue dog left the ally with the way-too-bright sweater, he got more attention than he could ask for. Not the good kind, though. God... I know I must be a good looking dog, but no need to stare... Rolling his eyes, Black Star continued on his way to Kid's, only hoping he was home. He had, after all, practically ditched him this morning. If that bastard isn't here, I swear, I'll -

"Ah, a dog?"

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