Hello, I'm TeamAlucard (because Edward's not a vampire, he's a fairy!) !Anyway, this is my first fanfic, so thanks for reading! I suppose i should do a disclaimer so I don't get sued, so here it goes:

I DO NOT OWN SOUL EATER, OR ANY OF IT'S AFFILIATES...

Or something to that affect anyway. So I chose to write this story because I love the KidXLiz pairing, and this thought came to me in a daydream so i figured, I'd write it down before i forgot (: ANYWAY, I'm not sure how long this will be so bear with me! X3 Hope you Like it! :D

From Kid, With Love

Liz Thompson sighed and adjusted her tie. Then she shifted slightly in her seat, cleared her throat, and began tapping her manicured fingernails on the armrest to her right. Beside her she felt her Meister twitch. After another moment of silence interrupted only by her tap-tap-tapping fingernails, she felt him stiffen. Then he spoke.
"Elizabeth," his voice was sharp with annoyance. "If you're going to fidget-" He paused for emphasis. "-can you please go about it in a symmetrical manner?" He turned his head at the last word to look her in the eye, mouth still slightly open. Their gaze held for a moment. She contemplated moving her tapping fingers from the armrest to her thigh, and adding the same movement to her left hand on her left thigh to preserve the symmetry that Kid was prattling about, but she didn' simply stilled her fingers and solved the problem that way.
See, Liz was not a fidgety person by nature, she just had a reason to be today.
Running out of time and with no other options, Kid had left the manor under the watch of his friends Maka (trustworthy), Tsubaki (trustworthy), Soul (some-what trustworthy), and Black Star (absolutely not trustworthy (especially in the company of Soul)) while they embarked on an emergency mission to Ecuador. The problem with this was not the mission at all, it was what their welcome party would inevitably be. Liz could picture it all now; the mansion up in flames, or perhaps flooded. Hope there's no bodies to dispose of... she thought wryly.
But as they passed the wrought iron entry gate, and made their way up the driveway, the manor loomed before them as beautifully symmetrical and intimidating as always. Everyone breathed a silent sigh of relief... well, except for Patti who was never one for subtlety.
"Wow, I was afraid they'd blow up our house or something!" She cackled. Kid muttered something of an agreement under his breath as the car pulled into the final turn-around that would deposit them directly on the front steps. They exited the limousine, and climbed the staircase that led to the ornate double doors.
Of course, for Liz, this was the moment of truth. What was inside would really determine the course of the rest of the day. She crossed her fingers and reached for the door handle, but hesitated. She really did not want to be the first one in there. Her Meister, tired and impatient from the long ride in first a plane and then a car, huffed loudly behind her. But the door remained closed under her fingertips.
"Liz!" He demanded. "What is the matter now?" He didn't sound genuinely concerned, just annoyed. Stepping from behind his two twin pistols, he grabbed both door handles, looked at the weapons pointedly, and pulled. Out swung the doors quickly, squishing the unprepared Patti and Liz against the wall, and keeping them from seeing what happened next. But from what they could hear, they knew it wasn't pretty.
There was a gasp followed by the quiet crunch of footsteps on broken glass, but they didn't sound quite right. Like maybe the footsteps belonged to a very dizzy person. And then it hit Liz.
"Oh crap!" She pushed past Patti, and through the entryway, just in time to steady a very wobbly Death the Kid from falling. Even though he didn't hit his head in any way, the sheer force of their disastrous surroundings was too much for the young shinigami. He mumbled something about the number 8, and then conked out on Liz's shoulder. For once, she could understand why.
In the just the front vestibule alone, the floor was littered with bits of broken glass, and ceiling shards. She choked slightly; it reeked of alcohol, and something else Liz didn't want to identify. Worse yet, she noted several people passed out along the hallways leading to both the living room and the kitchen. Nice.
"God, Sis, this place is a pit!" Patti had come up behind her. "Here, I'll take Kid, if you want to go investigate." Liz transferred the unconscious young man to her sister.
"I suppose that's a plan." After another moment of angrily surveying the front hall, she began to carefully make her way across the floor (Gucci boots being not the best choice for this type of adventure) and down the west hallway to the den.
It was even worse in the living room. The first thing Liz saw was the priceless antique chandelier shattered on the floor, but strangely not directly below where it usually hung. There were also more unconscious strangers hung over the furniture, banisters, and slumped against the walls. Upon further inspection of the room, more questions were proposed, and none answered. This was infuriating. She just had to locate the ringleaders, and force an explanation out of them,. She knew exactly who she was looking for. Fortunately, she didn't have to look much farther, because a few minutes later a very out-of-breath Patti stumbled into the room supporting the culprits.
"Where's Kid?" Liz asked.
"I... I put him... in your room. His... was way... too messed...up." She gasped, under the weight of two more young men on her shoulders. After dragging them the rest of the way to one of the two symmetrical couches, she dropped them like a bag full of bricks, and sat down to catch her breath. "They are way heavier than they look."
Liz would have laughed, but she was so angry with these idiots, that she wanted to slap them. Actually, she did. This roused them slightly, and only after shaking and yelling at them for 10 minutes did one of them finally blink open a ruby eye.
"Shaddup, willya?" His speech was slurred, and he smelled like booze. "I'm tryin' ta sleep." He ran a hand through his white hair.
"Soul Eater Evans!" Liz screamed in his face. "What is the meaning of this...this... this disaster!" Another voice piped up.
"Heheh, that was wicked last night." Black Star, the other troublemaker, raised a fist and Soul bumped it with his own. He laughed.
"I don' even remember wha' happened, but I know it was awesome!" He drawled. Liz's eyes narrowed.
"So it was a party? I should have known." Then a thought occurred to her. "Where are Maka and Tsubaki?" Soul thought a moment.
"O'er there I think." He pointed in a vague direction. Black Star frowned.
"No, Man, I thought they were o'er there." He pointed in the opposite direction. Soul paused.
"Okay, they're somewhere." Then his eye's closed, his head lolled over onto his shoulder and he was asleep again. After a heartbeat or two, Black Star broke the silence.
"Can one of you Gals get me a ginger ale?"

Hi Again! So this was the first chapter, and as you can see, there isn't a whole lot of romance yet, BUT LIKE I SAID: Bear with me, and we'll get through this to the good stuff! I know this chapter was a little confusing so allow me to clarify (p.s I think i will do this at the end of every chapter in case anyone is lost!) .

Liz, Patti, and Death the Kid (If you don't know who these people are, you need to watch Soul Eater, because I'm not going to explain) are just getting back from an emergency mission in Ecuador (or somewhere like that). Having no other choices and not enough time, they placed the care of Gallows Manor under the semi-watchful eyes of Maka, Tsubaki, Black Star, and Soul before they left. Liz is worried that the place will be trashed, and sure enough it is a COMPLETE DISASTER when they get back. Kid passes out (OMG, NO SYMMETRY!), and Patti and Liz begin to search the place over in search of the culprits. Patti eventually finds Soul and Black Star, and brings them to Liz, where they are interrogated about the mess, and where the hell Maka and Tsubaki are. Obviously, being hungover from the party that caused the giant mess, they are not very helpful. The chapter ends with Soul blacking out once more, and Black Star requesting something for his upset stomach.

Well, there's the summary for those of you who can't keep up! XD Just Kidding! Anyway, remember to R&R, and make sure to stay tuned for the next chapter! THANKS!