Dear Readers,

Alright then, so here we go, if all works well, this story's first chapter should be released on the same day as Let it Rock has ended. I hope all of you KidXMaka fans out there are still enjoying my work enough to read my next strange piece of literature (which i'm not sure if it might turn into a three booked story. To my lovely readers and followers out there, I hope you enjoy this story and feel free to check out some of my other stories if you're new to my cult of followers (haha just kidding you guys aren't a cult you're all cool beans) because they all usually follow this sweet little pattern of fluffy goodness, although this one is a little bit on the fluffier side. Anyway no more talking, please enjoy my newest tale, Since We Were Children!

Love, Daughter of Zeus007

Hide and Seek in Gallows Manor, What Tale's Are We to Find?

Maka was running down the corridor in an unknown section of Gallow's Manor. Maka was at a sleepover with her entire resonance team, but when things became a little boring Patty suggested that they all play hide and seek, and Maka will admit that this is the most intense form of hide and go seek she has ever played. She witnessed Blackstar being dragged down the hallway by a rope from her hiding spot in the vents. Maka figured that always being on the move was her best-

There was a noise, coming from down the hallway, a slight, but very light pitter pattering of feet that only trained meisters would be able to hear. Maka didn't want to take any chances so she ran into the room to her right, closing the door as quietly as she could. She then put her ear to the door and covered her mouth with her hand to try and stifle her uneven breaths. The room was dead silent, then the pitter patter of feet grew louder, Maka could feel the person standing right outside the doorway and they stopped walking. Maka held her breath and waited...

After a minute the feet continued their little pathway all the way down the end of the hall. Maka didn't release her breath until she was sure the person in the hallway turned the corner. Maka was finally able to look around her surrounding, in the dimly lit room Maka could see that it was perfectly symmetrical, very neat and screamed the next grim reaper, but if Maka didn't know Kid this room could look like it belonged to anyone else in the house at first glance. There was nothing homey about this room at all to Maka. It was very plain except for a few touches here and there that hinted to the fact that Maka was in Kids room. For example there was a small picture frame on one of the two side tables in his room. In the picture frame there was a picture of everyone from there resonance team goofing off while playing basketball, in another picture Maka saw a photo of just her and Kid. Maka remembered that day very well. Maka took Kid out for some ice cream, a movie and a book store visit to try and clear his mind of what happened to Lord Death.

When they returned to find out Lord Death was dead, Maka could see Kid was holding in all of his rage towards the fact that he was the one that technically killed him, but Kid played off the role of 'new reaper' so well, no one questioned it. After Kid told them what happened and went to seclude himself in his new Death Room Maka ran up to him and told him that she knew what was wrong with Kid. After a few minutes of yelling, almost going full reaper and a good couple of Maka chops, Kid broke down in front of Maka and told her everything there was to say about the matter of how he felt about his father's death, and Maka would be the only one to ever see Kid that weak. After Kid was done with everything he had to say, Maka invited him to a day out together to cheer him up. Maka bought a disposable camera and walked around town with Kid, first they watched one of the cheesiest comedies out there in theaters, then they went out to get lunch (Kid's treat) which caused them to go through a walk in the park where they got ice cream (Maka's treat). From there they played at the old children's park Maka used to go to as a child. They then continued their journey to the book store to get Kid some happy-go-lucky books of adventure Maka knew about that didn't involve people dying. Finally, Kid took her to the cliff on the outskirts of Death City that over looked Death City. That's where this photo was taken. It was the last photo left on the disposable camera Maka bought and she wanted to take it there. A women who was on the cliff with a bunch of her grandchildren (seeing as the cliff was a tourist spot during sundown) offered to take their photo. So the picture in Maka's hand was the picture the old women took of Kid, with his arm around Maka's waist smiling down at her as she smiled to the camera, Death city painted in the colors of the sunset behind them.Maka gave Kid all of the photos she took and told him to keep them so he could look at them whenever he felt down about his father's death.

Maka went to go put the photo back on the stand when she realized the photos were sitting on a photo album which was very strange seeing as there was only one photo album on one side of the bed. If there was only one of a kind Maka knew she shouldn't look at it because it must have been special for Kid, but something urged her to look in the journal, something deep within her soul told her to just open the first page, and being a skilled messier Maka knew that she should follow her soul. So with one final look towards the door, Maka took a deep breath, grabbed the journal and opened it to the first page.

Maka gasped at what she saw. On the front page was an image of a boy with black hair with three white strips and golden eyes in black shorts, a white button up shirt, suspenders, skull pendant and dress shoes sitting in a sand box with a girl with pigtails, green eyes, an overall pink dress, a white undershirt and sandals. Together they both were smiling up at the camera, a sand castle in-between them in the corner in Kid's perfect handwriting was, "Death City Public Park, June 14th, 2000- The Day I met Maka Albarn".

And as if a door in her mind burst open, all of Maka's happy memories from the time her mother and father were fighting rushed into her brain. She remembered this day as if it had happened yesterday.

She remembered Kid(*1*).

Kid sat in the sand box all alone. No one bothered him as he played with the sand as usual. Everyone was afraid of him because of the white, asymmetrical strips in his hair and because of who he is. Kid would have gone up to reach for his hair and to try and pull off the white stripes that made kids so afraid of him, but he knew he would only make himself more asymmetrical by doing that. It's not like it was Kid's fault for being different, it was all just a part of the perfect balance in this world; good was always in balance with evil, symmetry in balance with asymmetry, one god against one evil person, a bully against a victim. Kid knew he should be a protector in his equilibrium of the world, but he feels like a victim, and his bully? These damn asymmetrical lines. Kid sighed as he went to continue his replica of his father's school. Voices were heard coming towards him.

"Hey the reaper is hogging the sand box again." One boy said just loud enough for Kid's ears to pick up. Kid let his head drop slightly to the ground as their conversation progressed.

"I know he is, but we can't go over there he'll kill us!" The girl playing with him said.

"Why can't he leave? He's so scary and he's such a poopie head, he probably has his own rich playground why can't he just go there? He doesn't belong here." The boy said annoyingly. Kid winced slightly, Kid really did have his own playground, it was actually much nicer than this one, but he always chose to come here because he could meet the people he would have to protect. Kid is always forced into isolation, Kid doesn't have a single friend his age, so whenever he goes out to play, it's because he wants to get to know the people of Death City (but what he would not admit to himself was the fact that he just wanted to leave his home, away from his baby sitters to try and find someone he could play with that wasn't being paid to watch him, and lived in fear of his father).

"Shh! He'll hear us you baka! Don't you know he has magical reaper powers he can summon the dead to come and get us! You saw how his daddy conjured up those skulls!" Fiction. Kid knew he couldn't conjure up the dead, he also knew he couldn't even control skulls, Kid couldn't even fully hack into his reaper abilities because he was still a mortal child, only when his three lines would connect on his head is when he would become immortal. Yet, Kid knew they would not care about these facts. No one cared about what a reaper actually thinks, all they care about is knowing that a reaper won't go after them. He might as well just le-

"Hey you stupid poops!" Someone yelled from behind Kid. Kid turned around along with the boy and the girl who were complaining in front of him. Kid turned to see a girl with symmetrical blonde pigtails, bright green eyes, a pink over-all dress with a white shirt underneath and pink shoes (*2*). She had her hands defiantly on her hips and was sporting a face of pure determination and intelligence. Kid was awed. "What do you think you're doing?"

"What are you talking ab-" The boy began.

"I'm talking about the fact you're saying mean things about this little boy in front of me." The girl said pointing to Kid. Kid felt slightly offended at being referred to as a little boy.

"We weren't saying any-" The girl began.

"Over my pigtails! You were saying about how this little boy was gonna cause you harm for going in his sand box right?" The girl with the pigtails stepped into the sand box and walked confidently over towards Kid. The boy and the girl gasped at her actions. The girl with pigtails stood next to Kid, arms crossed confidently over her chest. "I think he's a nice guy, right?" She said looking down at Kid.

"R-right..." Kid said shocked at the fact that this girl was helping him.

"I bet you couldn't even hurt a fly! See he's super nice, look." The girl with pigtails pushed him over so he fell in the sand.

"Hey!" Kid yelled annoyed, but the girls stood tall and proud, the boy and girl looked like they were about to cry, but when no undead soldiers appeared the girl with the pigtail's smile only grew.

"See! He's really sweet! So if all you have to say is trash, next time don't say it where he can hear or I'll come after you." She said, adding the last part with a darker tone. The boy and girl ran away, Kid watching them shocked. Before Kid could say anything the mystery girl was helping hims sit back up and was brushing off his side. "Sorry I had to push you into the sand, and I'm also sorry I butted in on your business, and entered your sand box, and I probably made you lose any chance of friendship you could have wished to have with those people-"

"Don't worry about it." Kid cute off the rambling girl, at first Kid was going to yell at her for pushing him into the ground, he was gonna push her away like he did to so many Kid's who only seemed to like him because of his status or because they were forced to, Kid thought he could trust this girl, so he said nothing.

"Okay, my name is Maka, what's yours?" Maka asked sticking out her hand and smiling, her head tilted to the side. Kid took a double take, how could she not know who he is?

"I'm Death the Kid... but you could just call me Kid." He said shaking her hand. Recognition swarmed her features as a smile spread across a good half of her face. She began to jump up and down in her seated position excitedly.

"Oh! So you're Lord Death's son!" Here is the part where she should run away. "I love your father! I'm Spirit's daughter! You know, I'm the daughter of your Daddy's Death Scythe! Your Daddy is so nice to me! I can't believe I finally got to meet you Kid- oh is it okay if I call you Kid? Actually no, I think I'll call you Kiddo-kun it's cute nickname!" Maka said going on a ramble.

"Wait you know my father... and your Death Scythe's daughter? You look nothing like him!" Kid exclaimed.

"I know I look more like my Mommy, but that's not important! Yeah I know your Daddy, he treats me like I'm his own daughter and he tells me about how he has a son my age and that he would have to introduce us, but then my Daddy's like 'But my Maka's too young to be spending time with boys who are not related to her! Maka should not be seen with a boy until she's forty' but I think that's insane Kiddo-kun or else I wouldn't be able to spend time with you!" Maka said grabbing his hands and bouncing up and down happily.

"Please don't call me that, it's embarrassing, call me Kid!" Kid tried to say as he finally heard her use her nickname for Kid. Kid blushed a little embarrassed as he waved his hands in front of her to try and stop her from saying it.

"Nope! I like Kiddo-kun."

"But-"

"No buts! Come on, I want to play with you! I think we could be good friends Kiddo-kun!" Maka said happily as she went to sit next to Kid by his sandcastle.

"You want to play with me?" Kid asked taken aback.

"Why wouldn't I? You seem nice! Plus I'm going to have to be friends with you if I want to be a meister like my Mommy when I'm old enough to go to the DWMA!" Kid's eyes widened at her declaration.

"You want to go to the DWMA?" He asked looking at her.

"Yup! I want to be a scythe meirster like my Mommy! I'm going to create the beast Death Scythe for... well... for you!" Maka giggled poking Kid's shoulder.

"Yeah, I guess for me." Kid said still slightly taken aback that he was talking with Maka so care free as if they've known each other since the beginning of time. Kid could not sense an ounce of fear in her soul. Maka covered where her soul was and pouted.

"You know I can feel that, how would you like it if I just peaked at your soul you butt! You have to ask politely first if you want to see my soul." Maka said humphing and turning to the side. Kid furrowed his eyebrows in distress as he looked towards the one girl that could probably be his only true friend. How is it hat he ruined his one chance at a good friend. Just as these thoughts were streaming in his head though, he felt someone staring at his soul, then he heard a laugh come from Maka.

"There, now I looked at your soul, very purple and powerful. Such a pretty color, so we're even!" She says nodding her head as if she just decreed the next law of Death city. She turned and went to touch his sand castle.

"No don't! You'll ruin it! It has to be perfectly symmetrical!" Maka looked at him for a moment, raising an eyebrow before shrugging her shoulders.

"Okay, I'll help you make it perfectly symmetrical. I'm assuming you like symmetry Kiddo-kun." Kid sighed at his nickname.

"Yes, it's the perfect balance!" Kid said.

"So it's like the perfect book! A good complex hero to challenge an equally complex villain! I get it!" Maka said.

"It would be lovely to make the world symmetrical." Kid said off handedly.

"Then I'll help you!" Maka said. Kid looked up at her shocked for a moment as she put her one hand out spitting in it as she held it out to Kid. "A spit bond. I, Maka Albarn, promise to help you, Kiddo-Kun, make the world symmetrical!" She said with her large smile. Kid spit in his hand and shook her's a little disgusted. He took out a handkerchief his father gave him and whipped the spit off his hand, offering it to Maka who also whipped the spit off her hand. Together they went back to making Kid's sand castle, which evolved into the DWMA, talking for an hour and a half, until Lord Death came along to pick up his son.

"Well isn't this sweet, hello Maka! Hello son!" Lord Death said over Kid's shoulder.

"Hello father." "Hello Lord Death!" Kid and Maka said at the same time.

"Aww, you two are so cute, well Maka what do you think of my son isn't his lines of sanzu so adorable!" Lord Death said flashing a peace sign.

"Dad!" Kid said embarrassed and annoyed as he cradled his head in his hands clawing at the lines.

"I think they're adorable, especially on Kiddo-kun!" Maka said matter of factly causing Kid to look up from his morbid symmetry rant. Lord Death laughed.

"Kiddo-kun?" Lord Death asked.

"Yup! That's my nickname for him Lord Death Sir, so only I can call him that!" Maka said defiantly. Lord Death laughed again.

"Alright, so I won't get in the way. Oh wait! Before you two move, can I take a picture, I think i'll create an album of all of these, give it to you guys when you're older and won't remember these moments!" Lord Death said taking out a camera. Kid sighed and Maka nodded. Together they both smiled up at Lord Death, their sand creation between them when he took the picture. That's when Kid turned to fully look at Maka's perfect smile and he thought to himself that he had found his one true friend. Then another thought entered his mind, that completely slipped his mind when he first meet Maka.

"YOU ARE PERFECTLY SYMMETRICAL!" He said pointing at Maka so his finger was less than an inch away from her nose. Lord Death's soft chuckles filled the air.

Maka could already feel the tears streaming partly down her face at the memory, but there was so much left in the book to finish, and with each page a new memory appeared, some painful while other's brought back the pure bliss of memories that were Maka's childhood.

1) Hey guys so I will have the present tense stuff always italicized and the past stuff in the regular font because the past memories will be longer than the present ones, because the present ones will just be describing the photo and the past ones will be the events leading up to the photo, the photo and a little bit after the photo was taken, so this story will pretty much be written in the past tense! Hopefully no one kills me for that!

2) Maka's little Kid outfit when she kicked away Chrona's circle, you know what I'm talking about right? If not, I will find a picture for you and post it on my profile