Just a short one shot, since I haven't been writing fics [gone lazy that's what DX] and I thought you guys deserve some news from me.. :P This inspiration came when I was playing with a 1000 piece jigsaw puzzle, and it was so fun and challenging I got inspired to write. I wrote this watching Obama being made President on tv so its really liberating, hehehe.. I didn't even know my fic can turn out so... short. :O hope you guys still like it! Please review~
[SELF PIMP] Readers of Ragnarok, I will update Chapter 8 soon. Soon as in please watch out for the fic in two or three weeks. :X
Title: Of Jigsaw Puzzles and Mona Lisa
Author: Loving Monday
Rating: Safe for everybody, nothing much.
Pairing: Implied Black Star/ Death the Kid
Disclaimer: Don't belong to me..
If there was one thing that Death the Kid hates most in the world, it was asymmetry. True, he loath it with such vengeance that it sears into his skin and burns in his brain, and for Kid, the ugliest thing to ever appear in the universe.
Which was why he was currently clenching his fists so damn hard, as hard as he could while his nails cut deep onto his palms, as the most asymmetrical human Kid had come to love was standing in front of one of the ugliest things ever in human creation. The shapes, sizes, all in various variations, makes him so upset, so frustrated, the only thing he wanted to do was only to tear them apart!
The reason?
Black Star was perched in front of a large jigsaw puzzle, his eyes scrutinizing a jigsaw piece as he tried to fit it on the semi finished picture of a Mona Lisa puzzle.
Kid felt like throwing up.
He did not know how did he managed to be convinced by the other person to come and WATCH as Black Star, the self acclaimed grand God, tries to finish a 5,000 piece jigsaw puzzle. FIVE THOUSAND PIECES, of all things. Black Star certainly didn't have that high an intellectual or mental capability! He also did not know how he ended up sitting on a chair, his arms tied to his back, so as to remove any chances of escaping, as Black Star smiled slyly at him and placed another piece down on the picture. Grrr, he was pissed.
"Let me go, Black Star!" Kid spat. "What are you doing tying me up like this?! Let me away from this beast of a creation!"
"Now, now, Kid." Black Star answered calmly. "Let me finish this part first, I didn't know Mona Lisa has such lovely eyes..."
"Say again and I will gauge your eyes out."
"You have been giving good tolerance no? Sitting there for three hours already."
"I DIDN'T ASK TO SIT HERE DAMN IT. YOU LET ME GO RIGHT THIS INSTANT!"
"Hmm..." Black Star took up a piece and placed it down on a side, frowning as it did not fit. "I wonder where this fits..."
"DON'T IGNORE ME, BLACK STAR. YOU ARE ASKING FOR IT!"
"What are you gonna do? Run around with your chair?" Black Star leered, walking near to Kid and lowering down his face so that he was whispering in Kid's ear. "But you haven't been doing anything, I wonder, maybe you like seeing me so concentrated."
Kid turned away, his face heating up faster than rocket.
Black Star smiled and kissed Kid's cheek, then sashayed back to the table and placed a jigsaw piece down. Kid glared as hard as he could as Black Star promptly ignored him.
"Wow! A fit! Now, let me see where this piece go..."
Kid swear, he hates jigsaw puzzles.
But he hate Black Star even more!
end.