Alright, don't bash me. This is my first Soul Eater fanfic.
I noticed that there was a shortage of Kidd x Maka fanfics, and they're my second favorite pairing, so I was like, " D:! "
Please review, and I hope you enjoy. I'd also appreciate it if you gave me tips on how to write as Kidd. It's slightly difficult.
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Upon entering the classroom, Death the Kidd sat at his usual seat, Liz and an extremely giddy Patty in tow. He looked around, sitting up straight and fixing his posture. Now satisfied with his symmetry, he relaxed slightly, noticing Maka and Soul enter the room. He smiled. Something was different about Maka today. She was just… perfect. Perfectly symmetrical, yes, that was it. Kidd watched her earnestly, his eyes following her as she sat down in her seat, Soul following close behind, a smirk on his face. "So disgusting…! It's not symmetrical!" His mind screamed, and his eye twitched slightly. He released his posture, standing quickly and leaning on the desk. "Soul! Fix that lopsided grin of yours! It's not symmetrical!" Kidd whined loudly, and Liz groaned. "Kidd, stop. Please." "But it's NOT SYMMETRICAL…!" He whined again, dropping into his seat and hiding his face. "Fix it, fix it, fix it, fix it, fix it, fix it, fix it…" He repeated, his voice no more than a mumble. By now, Patty was giggling hysterically and pointing at Kidd. Liz sighed, shaking her head. "Kidd, stop. You'll be fine. Just think of how symmetrical you are. Your clothes are perfect, right?" She asked. Kidd shook his head. "No, I'm not symmetrical. I'm a worthless piece of trash. Die, die, die, die, depression, die, depression, die…" He muttered on endlessly, and Liz shrugged, sighing.
Maka, however, watched this episode unfold intently. She had seen Kidd react like this before, but for some reason, she felt slightly disturbed this time. She shook her head, and she turned to Tsubaki, noticing that Black Star was not present. "Ey, Tsubaki, where's Black St - " She asked, but as if on cue, the classroom door burst open to reveal an always extremely overconfident Black Star. "DO NOT WORRY, FOR I HAVE FINALLY ARRIVED! THE MAN WHO SURPASSED GOD! THE GREAT BLACK STAR!" He said loudly, laughing and stalking off to his seat next to Tsubaki. "Ey, Maka, didja miss me?" He asked, chuckling. Maka turned pink, and she glared at him. "No." Black Star just laughed. "You don't have to hide it from the great Black Star!" He began to laugh hysterically. "Maka… Chop!" And out of nowhere, Maka brought a book down on Black Star's head, hard, causing his face to slam into the desk. "Owowowowowow…" Black Star muttered, clutching his head in pain. Tsubaki's eyes flicked quickly from Maka to Black Star. "Black Star! Baka." Tsubaki gasped, nudging him with her hand. "Owowowowow…" Was all that was heard from Black Star. "Black Star, you jackass." Maka said simply, turning back to face her desk, where she glanced over to Soul. "Soul."
Soul heard a familiar voice speak his name, and he looked up. "Ne, what's up, Maka?" He asked, looking at her. She gave him a worried look. "You seem kind of spacey. What's wrong?" She questioned, folding her arms across her small chest. Soul shook his head, closing his eyes. "Baka. You worry too much." He retorted. Maka's eyes fell. She slumped slightly, her arms falling. She brought out a book, once again from nowhere, and brought it gently down on Soul's head. "Maka Chop." She said quietly, and then she turned away from him. Soul felt the book hit his head, and he flinched, expecting it to cause him extreme pain, but it did not. He glanced at Maka. "Ey, Maka. Somethin' wrong?" His voice sounded slightly sad. Maka shook her head. "I'm fine." She stated, without looking at him. Soul decided it would be best not to pry and he shrugged, turning to face the front of the class.
The door was flung open again, but this time, a screeching noise came rolling into the room. Dr. Stein, on his famous rolling chair, which was starting to show signs of wear and tear, most likely from Stein's blunders. He rolled across the room, but the chair tipped, sending Stein to the ground as if it had had enough. "We will not be working in textbooks today… Nor will I be dissecting anything." He said, getting up from the floor and righting himself as well as the chair, which he then seated himself on. Excited murmurs ran through the room. Stein looked up, his eyes glinting. "Instead, you will be the ones dissecting." He said, raising a hand to his head, turning the crank that stuck out from the side of his head several times. Groans echoed across the room, and Kidd raised his head. "You can choose your partners for this assignment." He continued, ignoring the displeasure that hung over the students' hearts. He turned away from the class, preparing the specimens for the class.
Oxford stood, raising a fist into the air and pulling it down quickly. "YES! Kim~ " He said loudly, looking over at Kim, who looked away and hid her face to conceal the fact that she was blushing wildly. Maka looked around, and noticed Soul was staring at her. She waved her hand in front of his face. "Soul…?" Maka felt a tap on her shoulder, and she turned to find herself facing Kidd. "Kidd-kun!" She exclaimed in embarrassment. "Maka. Work with me?" He asked, rubbing the back of his neck. "Uhm…" Maka blushed, glancing over to Soul. He shrugged. Maka turned back to Kidd. "Uh, sure, I guess…" And Kidd nodded, heading off to get in line for the equipment for the dissection. Soul stood, and Maka looked up at him. "Err…" She mumbled, and Soul interrupted her. "It's fine, geez. Don't be stubborn." He said, moving off to work with Black Star, Tsubaki moving to work with Liz and Patty. Kidd returned shortly, setting the specimen down and the tools down right after. Maka glanced at the tray. A chicken. They were dissecting a chicken. Kidd sat down next to Maka, his face expressionless. Their eyes met for a moment, and Maka looked away, blushing madly. 'Why am I blushing? This is so weird.' She thought, but Kidd interrupted her train of thought. "Maka." He stopped, trying to think of what to say. "You're perfectly symmetrical today. Even the color in your cheeks is symmetrical." He said matter-of-factly, and this only made Maka color even more. Kidd's gaze flicked to Maka's hair, and he frowned. "Your pigtail is lopsided." He declared, pointing at her left pigtail. Kidd stood, moving to her side, and even against Maka's irritated protest, he took her hair down, letting it sit on her shoulder for a moment while he planned out his quest to rid the world of asymmetry.
Liz and Tsubaki looked up from their dissection, which they weren't actually dissecting, and they stared at Kidd. Liz shook her head. "Kidd, what are we going to do with you?" She asked, and Tsubaki agreed. Patty was giggling and poking the chicken on the tray in front of her with a scalpel, enjoying it thoroughly. Soul, however, was staring at the desk when Black Star pointed out Kidd's new escapade involving Maka's hair. Soul glanced up, and he glared at Kidd, a fire burning in his chest. "Jealousy?" He thought, frowning. 'Why would I be jealous? Especially over Tiny Tits…' And he shrugged, turning away from the horrifying sight. Soul punched Black Star in the arm. "Ey! We got a damn chicken to dissect. Get to it, you bastard." He griped, placing his elbow on the table and leaning on his palm. Black Star turned, staring worriedly over towards Tsubaki, who nodded. He faced Soul. "Are you jealous?" He interrogated, crossing his arms, putting on a serious face. Soul was appalled. "What? Why the hell would I be?" He replied loudly, scowling over in Maka's direction. Maka happened to look up in Soul's direction at the time, and she flat lined. She gazed sadly at the ground, unsure what was wrong with Soul today. She rose quickly to her feet, snatching her hair band from Kidd's hand and tying her hair back up with a sudden anger. "Are we going to dissect this chicken or what?" She spat, flustered. Kidd was appalled. He stood frozen to the spot, Maka glowering angrily at him. "Sit." She said coldly, pointing to his seat, and he sat. "Work." She commanded, and he began to work. She sighed with relief, sitting down and trying her hardest not to explode. Men were so frustrating.
Soul smirked victoriously. "Geez, you'd think that even Kidd would know not to mess with Maka." He sighed, shaking his head and turning to Black Star, who was watching Kidd and Maka intently. "Black Star. Stupid!" Soul backhanded him, and Black Star merely shook his head, turning to face Soul in embarrassment. "Ehehe, sorry." He rubbed the back of his neck and moved his attention to the chicken on the tray in front of them. Soul watched Kidd and Maka for a while before turning to the chicken, which Black Star had begun to dissect. Soul watched Black Star poke at the chicken with his finger, and he rolled his eyes. "Oi, Black Star. You're doing it wrong. Use the damn scalpel." Soul said, handing the scalpel to Black Star, who took it eagerly and started stabbing at the chicken, laughing manically. "Hyahoo! See if you can mock the great Black Star now, you chickenshit!" Black Star yelled, laughing at his pun. "Dude, that is a chicken. Stupid." Soul sighed, folding his arms and hiding his face. People were starting to stare. Black Star noticed, and started demanding attention. "Hyahooo!" He cried, and more people turned to stare. Black Star jumped up onto the desk, now commanding everyone's attention. "Feast your eyes upon I, the great Black Star! I will surpass God! I am the greatest man who ever lived!" He shouted, and the students just gawked.
Dr. Stein, however, did not enjoy this. He looked up at Black Star, giving him a hard stare. "If you're finished, Black Star, you can stand outside." He remarked, and Black Star, grumbling, got down from the desk and left the classroom, Stein following close behind. Maka watched them exit the classroom, and she turned to continue on her assignment. She blushed, and turned away quickly. Kidd was staring at her. And he looked like he had been for a while now. Maka glanced back at Kidd, who had a small smile on his lips, and she gasped, blushing harder and hiding her face. She slowly but surely regained her composure, facing Kidd. "Kidd-kun?" She squeaked, waving a hand in his face. He blinked. Once. Twice. Three times. Looking over at Maka, he smiled. "Sorry, I got distracted. I didn't notice how beautiful your eyes were." He explained, coloring slightly and turning away to face the chicken on the tray. Maka was left gaping. She choked on the words she wanted to say; unable to make them come. So she turned, looking up at Soul, who still had his face buried in his arms. 'Soul…' Maka thought, watching him. She turned to Kidd, who wasn't concentrating on the assignment, but wasn't staring at her, either. Maka felt confused. 'Geez… Kidd-kun is just weird today.. Not to mention Soul...' She again waved a hand in his face, and he turned to her. "Ah! Sorry, Maka. I keep getting sidetracked." He clarified, giving her a reassuring smile; which didn't really reassure her at all. "That's okay, Kidd-kun. We just need to get to work, is all." She reminded him, and he nodded. "Of course."
'Maka never ceases to amaze me. How beautiful…' Kidd contemplated, watching Maka's lips move as she shed light on what they were supposed to be doing. He nodded, he could read lips, though he believed he would much rather just hear her voice. He sighed. "Got it, Kidd-kun?" Maka asked, and Kidd looked up. "Hmm?" "Kidd-kun, you did hear what I said, right?" She queried. Kidd nodded. "Yes. I believe I understand now. Thank you." He replied; sitting up and helping Maka anatomize the chicken. Time passed, and Kidd watched Maka try to examine the chicken. He shook his head. "Maka, if you do it like that, it won't work." He specified, pointing at the scalpel Maka was using. He stood, moving over to help her. He took the scalpel from her hand, and replaced it with a different tool. He gently set his hands on hers, and guiding them so that the tool would work correctly. He flushed slightly – her hands were so warm, and they were soft, too. As soon as Kidd had helped Maka accomplish her goal, he hastily removed his hands from hers, advancing towards his seat and lowered himself into the chair. He glanced over at Maka, who was blushing furiously. She slowly turned to him, and with a small smile, she just barely managed to squeak out a "Thank you."
She was so cute when she blushed.
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Please review, and I hoped you liked it.