The night caressed the celestial sky with its nets, clouding the simple sight if you contemplated for a long time.
Death City, an interesting city full movement woke up when the darkness sat down with a certain boom of subtle and refreshing permanence.
Shots rang loudly from a distance, between the busy streets of nightlife, the tumult of people faded as the gunshots and screams of teenagers were heard from a distance.
The shots increased with the intensity of a fast and consistent blink; the blows of a boy with bluish hair and his sword that told him not to attack without thinking, the agitation of a well planted scythe by a blonde girl with green eyes was accompanied by the scolding of his companion who communicated through the scythe.
The shots cemented points of strategy to bring down the enemy; the bearer of such weapons of destruction, used an exaggeratedly good aim, an almost artistic talent to move his hands and the rest of his body towards the enemy to weaken him so his other two teammates could finish him off.
The pre-Kishin rushed fiercely, fighting pointlessly to survive the gunman's furious attacks.
That boy with black hair and three white stripes on the left side of his head gave him a tenebrous, even mystical air; possessor of great talents, carried by a surplus physique, conformed his perfectionism rooted in his genetics.
All those things conformed Death The Kid. Son of a Shinigami, or God of Death, the most agile and mobile of the group of three people who attacked the pre-Kishin.
As soon as he cemented a straitening shot against one of the demon's weak points, he began to wobble from side to side in a graceless manner.
"Maka, it's your turn" Said Death the Kid fiercely. "Finish it!"
"No, I'll do that, your god" Said the boy with bluish pointy hair.
"Hey!" The blonde girl with the green eyes replied.
The boy with the bluish pointy hair, named Black Star, used his mystical sword that his weapon bestowed upon him.
From an aggressive move, he ended the pre-Kishin, taking the glory of victory.
"Your almighty God has taken the glory away" He announced with exaggerated laughter, hunched backwards.
The scythe turned into an albino boy, with red eyes and sharp teeth like a shark, wearing a headband on his head that said 'Soul' turned to bee the companion of the blonde girl with green eyes named Maka. Maka Albarn.
"It was mine" Replied Maka.
"From your God, you mean" Black Star exposed fervent of victory.
"What God?" She spat frowning frustrated.
"The one in front of you" He boasted gracefully
"This conversation is so not cool" Soul took his hand to his forehead with a drop of sweat escaping from it.
Death The Kid, dropped his body perfectly onto the floor, placing both feet against the rocky pavement. His two pistols were transformed into two blonde sisters of great height and different personality. Liz, the tall and cool. Patty the noisy and childish.
"They're about to start?" Kid whispered to Soul with snub.
"That's what it looks like" The scythe boy complained. Kid took his hand with a handkerchief to his pale forehead and remove a few drops of blood that the pre-Kishin spilled in the exchange of bullets.
"Boys stop fighting" The mystical sword turned out to be a tall girl with long black hair. Very kind and somewhat a shy personality. By the name of Tsubaki. "They have the same discussions for the past three months"
"It's Black Star's fault" Claimed Maka.
"You're jealous of me" The bluish boy boasted. "Just accept the God in front of you and we'll save ourselves of future discussions "
"Maka, don't fight for it" Soul grabbed her by the shoulders with a confident air, making his characteristic grin. "You better cheer up and come with us to the beach, they already give us vacations with this mission that we completed" He assured pleased.
Maka took a breath trying to lower her desire to strike the bluish haired boy from the helplessness of not having beaten him countless times on missions they had after the defeat of the Kishin Asura a year ago.
"I prefer to stay" She mention with mismatch, taking both hands of her best friend.
"Come on, Maka, think about it" He rebuffed by the refusal of his best friend. "It's too uncool that you don't want to come"
"Soul, you can go" She clarified, rolling up the sleeves of her black coat. "Don't worry about me" She held out a small affirmative smile.
"However you like" He winced.
"What are you talking about" Black Star inquired with interest. "Include your God"
"It's from vacations to the beach, we've been planning it for some time" Exposed the scythe, putting his hands in his pockets in a cool pose. "Liz and Patty will come, or not girls?" He winked flirtatiously at the two weapons of Death The Kid.
They nodded in response.
"Kid, will you good" Questioned the star boy.
"No" He answered cautiously.
"Then I will not go, because I need to stay and beat you, Kid" Announced victoriously. "Tsubaki, you can you if you like since his weapons will go and he will star here unarmed" He ordered. Tsubaki, his weapon, nodded with rosy cheeks.
"I will think about it, Black Star"
The boys went to another place with the desire to agree on the details of the trip to the beach ant talk about the recent battle agains the pre-Kishin that was a success.
They did not realize that they had left two people excluded from the conversation: Kid and Maka.
The son of Shinigami-sama and the daughter of Spirit, the right hand of Shinigami-sama.
Maka was somewhat afraid of being alone with kid, due to his obsessive-compulsive disorder with symmetry and his mental ailments that made him want to die at any time. She was afraid of not knowing how to act correctly when he was in a crisis. Although she appreciated the elegant and gentlemanly company of the boy, unlike her two best friends who were a disaster.
Kid, on the other hand, was anxious to know what yo say to Maka. He always had a very clear sense of the word that he executed with determination and prudence, but when it came to the blood girl with the pigtails, his legs trembled ant he became twice as attentive to asymmetric things.
He wouldn't lie when he said that he liked his friend, he had been interest for months, but his own ailments of his disorder led him to drastically distance her, saying things that in the end he regretted.
He shook his head and stuck his hands in his pockets of his Shinigami suit. Kid, you can do this.
"Maka, why are you not going to the trip?" He questioned politely, swallowing for encouragement. She looked at him with those green eyes that made him tremble and he ended up turning his gaze away. "It is good to sometimes relax yourself"
"I know" She responded advancing, signaling that she invited him to walk with her. "But, I don't like the plan that Soul has to go"
He frowned, Soul's plan?
Maka noticed that she left him in the limbo of the conversation with the approach and explained.
"It is in the plan of flirting"
He remembered that there was a time when Maka showed interest in the scythe boy, but he wasn't sure if it was love or just a very strong friendly affection; the two things could be true and that caused him to take a deep breath.
"Flirting…"
"He likes Liz" She exposed giving him a sideways glance. Oh hell! Liz?
"Liz?" He did not hide his surprise at the news. "She is taller than Soul! They will be an asymmetrical couple"
"I imagined you would say that" She hid her laugh at one of there hands, letting a glimpse of brightness of her green eyes shining. "That's why I didn't tell you"
"And why didn't you tell me?" He claimed to be offended.
"It's recent" She explained suppressing a giggle.
"At least he would have liked Patty" He complained dramatically. "They're the same size"
"Kid, calm down" She smiled at him, resisting the laughter of laughing ash his dramas. Already fearing him so much wouldn't help if she had to see him for the rest of the summer vacation.
"But… well, I will not get involved" He muttered surrounded of the little drama he made, seeing that perhaps it would bother the girl that he likes. "I'll let Liz decide if Soul suits her or not"
"Kid" She spoke after a slow silence. "Why are you not going to the trip?"
He remembered the reason and ended up blushing slightly. It was an absurd motive.
"I don't want to expose my skin to the sun and become asymmetric" He confessed the reason behind his refusal to not going. "It will be the end of my days to become asymmetric"
"You never look asymmetrical" She said corresponding to his dramas, wanting to see him comfortable in the conversation. "You always look attractive and very symmetrical" She emphasized the word 'symmetrical' with force so that it will cement in his head.
The Shinigami's son colored lightly on his cheeks in an almost crystalline rose, which was not visible to the naked eye, unless they paid attention to his facial expressions.
"Thanks Maka" He thanked with prudent gesture, penetrating his eyes those amber eyes that hypnotized anyone who put his eyes to his. The seriousness of his bearing gave him a certain mystery, an attractive and very conflictive aura due to his OCD.
She nodded amicably, walking briefly in search of her weapon.
As Kid followed her pace, he felt that some air particles got into his throat, passing through his lungs causing him to rage to breathe.
"Kid?"
He moved frantically, opening his eyes wide open, leaving his golden orbs gleaming where one could sink into an hypnotic trance.
When the blonde noticed that he was shocking, she settled behind him hugging him from behind with a fixed positioning of her arms and a total and controlled adjustment of her wrists. She took a breath before pressing the diaphragm of the shivering Shinigami.
Feeling the pressure of the girl trying to save him, the air began to pass through his lungs normally. He pulled away from Maka's grasp that wouldn't let go until she saw him in his five senses.
"Are you okay?" Maka looked at him, stunned, paralyzed at seeing him about to faint from the same breathlessness.
He noted erectly, rubbing his diaphragm and stomach mouth delicately, because he didn't expect the green-eyed blonde to be so strong to save him so soon.
She is stronger that she appears to be.
"Are you sure you're okay?" She grabbed his arm, her eyes expressing panic at the boys attack.
"Pretty good" He nodded again, turning red in his cheeks.
"I thought you would faint" She expressed fright, releasing his arm with effervescence.
"I'm fine" He replied; seeing that his words didn't work, he added. "You have been a great help, Maka"
After a brief silence.
"Maka, what do you plan to do during the vacations?" He asked, aware that a few seconds ago he almost ended up collapsing. He felt ashamed for having behaved that way, and blushing, he looked away.
"Nothing special" She answered nervously. "Why the question?"
Kid raised his eyebrow, confused by Maka's behavior. What would that had been?
"Well…" His voice trapped, coloring like a tomato. "Curiosity, I suppose"
"Ah" She sighed in relief. "I see"
"Anyway" He replied nervously. "We can see each other during the holidays, don't you think?" He didn't want to sound so desperate to see her, but his voice gave him away slightly. Fortunately, Maka didn't get the hint, so Kid breathed a sigh of relief by thinning his tense shoulders.
"Yes, Kid" She nodded smiling.
"Maka! Kid! There you are" The voice of the scythe voy exclaimed to the four winds "Chrona and Ragnarok will join the trio! More people"
PS. New story, in the translated language. Originally it is in Spanish;
Hope you like it, if not i apologize i did my best to translated it.
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