After the death of Kishin, everything has been pretty much been smooth, normal every day stuff. Everyone went back to doing what they do best. Shop venders went back to opening up their shops and farmers went back to farming. And the students of the DWMA went back to stopping any more potential Kishins and killing witches. Pretty same old, same old. Right? Well, not for some people. Death the Kid has been acting pretty...strange. He was becoming more distant than usual and he does talk to people, he seems to try to end the conversation in a quick and angry way. He would just walk away with a snarl, saying he has more important stuff to do. That's what happened to Soul today, as a matter of fact.
"Hey Kid! Where have you been lately? You haven't been yourself in a while, so whats up?" Soul had finally found the son of Death walking around, being really jumpy. Lately, Kid was on everyone's mind all the time. People were getting worried and someone was getting more worried about him than the rest. Kid was trying to pretend he didn't hear Soul and kept on walking. "Kid, I'm talking to you! So look at me, idiot!" This agitated Kid and made him frown deep.
"Excuse me, but I really don't have time to talk to morons like yourself. Now, if you excuse me..." Kid tried to slip passed Soul, but the weapon saw past the action. He grabbed Kids arm, stopping him from moving for the time being. "Soul...you don't want to do this. Now let go of me." Soul only squeezed harder on his arm. "Kid, I'm not gonna let go until you tell me what the hell is going on with you." Kid starts to laugh menacingly and look at the weapon with cold, dark eyes. "Let go of me. Now!"
The last word was snapped at Soul like a whip and the weapon let go of his grip on his friend. Kid walked away in a hurry, cursing under his breath. Soul watch the son of Death go and he sighed. "Kid, what the hell happened to you?" He said to himself, almost expecting an answer than walked away from the spot he was standing from. What the two friends didn't notice will they were bickering at each other like wild dogs, another weapon was watching from a distance. She was shocked to see what she had seen from Kid. That wasn't him. She knew it wasn't him. It couldn't be him. He would never at like that towards his friends. The weapon turned away and ran into an alley way to cry to herself, wondering what had happened to the man she fell in love with.
No one noticed her for awhile. A long while. It took awhile before Maka found her. She gave her friend a comforting hug. The weapon gladly hugged back with the tears still streaming down her face. "It's okay. It'll be alright. He'll come to his senses. We both know that." Maka said to the weapon, who nodded in agreement. "What happened to him...that wasn't the Kid we both knew...not the Kid I fell in love with..." Maka was shocked to her the last part but she didn't let it show. Not in front of her front of her friend.