Note: Ok… I know I upset a few Kid fangirls with the end of my last story (This is a sequel, go read my story "Mesuji" before you read this one). And I just wanted to tell you that Mesuji was originally going to end up with Kid. But I started liking Soul more towards the end of my story. So use your imagination and write a last chapter for yourself if you didn't like the way it ended. So anyway, here it goes! Read on…

I found a great picture of what I imagined Mesuji to look like… She looks way different now doesn't she: http:// media. photobucket. com/ image/ cute%2 0anime%2 0teen/Kal oray/ anime %20gi rls/supposedly %20no rmal%20pe ople/479 gbwz-1d .jpg?o=5

And here's one of Kenai because I KNOW you're all wondering what he looks like… http: // media. photobucket .com / image/ anime% 20boy/Yaoilord/ Forest. jpg? o=751

CHAPTER 1:

Mesuji's POV:

I yawned, stretching my arms and leaping out of bed.

"Only 1 more month to go." I thought happily, marking an X on my calendar.

Most of the year had passed, and I was looking forward to summer.

I took in a deep breath, and slipped on my favorite shirt and jeans.

Then after some consideration, added a jacket.

I wandered out into the hall and down into the kitchen.

Soul and Maka were sitting at the table eating toast and eggs.

I smiled, hoping some food had been made for me as well.

Soul nodded, and pointed to the stove.

A smile formed on Maka's face, "Happy Birthday."

I was turning 17.

"Thank you." I smiled at the two of them.

"I got you a present." Soul grabbed a nicely wrapped box out from under the table.

"You shouldn't have." I blushed, this was just like him.

He handed me the box, and I paused for a moment.

"I'm going to be adult in one year…" I said, knowing I sounded a bit worried.

"Hey, it's no big deal. We'll be adults then as well." Soul reassured me.

I shook my head, clearing the thoughts of all the mature things I would do one year from that day.

I slipped the bow of the present, ripped off the wrapping, and peered inside.

I pulled my head away from the box blushing, I yelled angrily, "Soul!"

"You could have just gotten me a purple shirt or something then!" I cried, more embarrassed about the present then upset.

"I thought this would be more fitting." Soul sighed, "Can't you just say thank you? I mean, it's not like you won't use it."

I looked at the ground, "Must've been humiliating for you to buy it."

"I just said it was for my girlfriend." Soul took a sip of the coffee he was holding, "They didn't ask any questions."

"What is it?" Maka asked curiously.

I sighed, pulling out the contents of the box.

Maka burst out laughing, "Soul! You don't buy your girlfriend a bra for her birthday!"

"Maybe you wouldn't, but I would." Soul grinned, "Besides, like I said, purple's my favorite color."

"It's not like you're going to be seeing it!" I frowned.

"Says you." Soul looked at me mischievously.

I growled; my boyfriend was exceedingly perverted.

Great…

"Well go try it on." Soul shooed me back towards my room.

\"No thanks... I already have one. I'll wear this tomorrow." I replied, dumping the "thoughtful" present back in its box.

"Fine…" Soul sighed, "Kid, Liz, and Patty are coming over to celebrate."

I nodded, Kid and I had made up since the "accident".

But there was almost no chance of us getting back in a relationship.

"When?" I asked.

"Around noon…" Soul answered."Ok." I peered over at the clock.

11:32

I had slept in pretty late.

Usually Soul would wake me up, but it seemed that he had decided to allow me to sleep in today.

I yawned; we had been up pretty late watching a movie the night before.

"You ok?" Maka asked me.

"Yeah… Just tired…" I told her, hoping my friends didn't worry about me to often.

I ate the rest of my breakfast in silence.

As soon as I was done, I went and placed my plate in the dishwasher.

I was very thankful that we had one.

"Where's Kenai?" Maka wondered out loud.

Kenai's attitude towards women had changed since the beginning of the year, and Maka had since taken a liking to him.

"I think he's still asleep, you know how lazy he is."

The doorbell rang.

"That must be them." Soul stood and walked over to the door.

Sure enough, Liz, Patty, and Kid walked in.

Large smiles spread across their faces.

Well, large smiles across Liz and Patty's faces.

Kid was still a bit reluctant to act normally around me, out of fear of injuring me once again.

I did believe that was a little sweet, odd, but sweet.

"Happy birthday Mesuji…" Kid stated shyly.

I smiled and hugged him, but he pulled away very quickly.

I sighed; everyone knew he still liked me a little.

He knew it; I knew it; EVERYONE knew it.

…

We all sat around the coffee table, as I discussed with Maka how I was feeling very old, turning 17 and all.

Suddenly, Kid yelped; causing all attention to turn to him.

He covered his mouth and apologized quickly, before pulling his phone, which was vibrating, out of his pocket.

"It surprised me a bit…" Kid explained, and shut off his phone.

I took one look at it, and realized it was still the same one we had bought together when we were dating.

I was a little surprised to find that he hadn't replaced it to help him forget about the whole ordeal.

"It is a nice phone…" I thought, "He probably wouldn't just throw it away because we broke up."

Kid and I made eye contact, but it was quickly broken as Kid looked away a bit flustered.

I turned my glaze to Liz, so Kid wouldn't realize I had been staring at him.

Suddenly, footsteps were heard in the hall.

Kenai popped his head out from behind the door way; hair sticking every which way and looking exhausted.

"Damn. Soul, Mesuji. You need to learn how to NOT laugh at movies when you're watching them after midnight." He yawned.

I smiled, "Sorry?"

Kenai grumbled and walked over to the couch and plopped down next to me.

"Why are there people in our dorm?" Kenai asked, sounding a bit annoyed.

"They're just visiting." I told him, "Because it's my birthday."

"Right, right… Don't worry Mesuji. I got you something." Kenai nodded.

"You didn't need to." I gave Kenai a hug, and he pushed me off.

"Yeah I know." Kenai sighed, "Just don't get all gushy around me. It's annoying."

"S-sorry…" I frowned, feeling slightly crushed.

"…" Kenai looked at the ground, before leaning over to me and giving me the hug I had so much desired.

Soul stared sourly at Kenai, "Hey. She's my girlfriend. Back off."

Kenai stared at him and replied, "SHE'S MY MEISTER! I CAN GIVE HER A FLIPPING HUG IF I WANT TO!"

Soul recoiled slightly when he heard Kenai's tone, not wanting to start a fight.

I giggled; Kenai had gotten a lot better since the beginning of the year.

"Hey… You guys?" Maka caught our attention, "Are your parents coming to the open house next weekend?"

I scanned the room to see the replies.

Patty and Liz shook their heads, but then again, they were orphans.

Kid reminded us that his father owned the school

I remembered that Maka's father also worked here.

I looked over to Kenai, who said, "My parents could care less how school is going for me."

"True…" I thought, "Kenai's parents aren't the nicest people…"

I turned my gaze to Soul, who looked absolutely awestruck.

"That's next weekend!?" He asked frantically.

"Yeah…" Maka nodded.

Soul stared at the ground, "Yeah… My parents are coming."

"Mine too." I told him.

"Right… But you have good grades." Soul sighed.

"You don't?" I asked in surprise, Soul never talked to me about his academic scores.

Soul shook his head.

I had always thought Soul was incredibly smart… perhaps I had been mistaken.

But then again… Kenai always seemed like he didn't know anything, yet he scored even higher than Maka on most tests.

"My parents would flip if I had bad grades." I frowned, "So I have to pass every class."

"My parents would flip too… If they knew."

"Soul… You know how bad things get when you make your father angry." Maka said, obviously trying to remind Soul of something.

"Right… But I thought it was in two weeks. I could get my grades up by then." Soul rubbed his arm nervously; it was a habit that he had picked up during the past year at school.

"Maka, we need to go on a mission that will take at least a week." Soul stood, "Can we go check the bulletin board?"

"No one's allowed to leave. You HAVE to be here during open house." Kid said.

"Damn." Soul sat back down, "You guys are going to need to stay as far away from me as possible that night, especially you Mesuji."

"Why?" I asked, questioningly.

"Because my dad will blame you for my bad grades…" Soul informed me, "He'll say you're distracting me."

"Yeah right…" Kenai seemed to have detected a hint of doubt in Soul's voice, "You're probably just worried about Mesuji seeing you get punished by your father."

Soul's eyes widened, "What!?"

"You heard me." Kenai smiled, "You probably just don't want Mesuji to see you get in trouble."

Soul's face turned red, "Whatever… You have no idea what you're talking about."

"Oh…but I do." Kenai was snickering now, "You just don't want her to see you cry."

Soul was obviously angry now, "That's enough Kenai!"

"No one wants their girlfriend to see them cry." Kenai kept pushing his friend.

It really seemed that Kenai's only joy in life was making people upset.

"I don't know what the hell you're talking about! Just shut-up!" Soul yelled.

Kenai still remained completely calm, "The fact that you're denying it so strongly only proves it more."

Soul grumbled, "I don't cry."

I began to giggle at the obvious fib.

But Soul glared at me so I quickly became quiet.

"See. Even Mesuji knows that you're lying." Kenai pointed out.

Soul stood and stomped out of the room in a huff.

"Why do you provoke him like you do?" I asked Kenai.

"It's just way too easy." Kenai answered, "His lies are easy to catch and he gets mad over almost nothing."

"I wouldn't say it was nothing…" I bobbed Kenai on the head, "I would get mad too if you were saying those things to me."

"Yeah sure…" Kenai swung his legs up onto the couch and over my lap.

Kenai rested his head on the arm of the couch, "You shouldn't worry about him. He'll be fine."

Kenai had this annoying quirk where he would never care about anyone's feelings besides his own.

"Just give him time to cool off."

I grinned.

I had just realized that Kenai was in one of the best positions for the only thing that really affected him.

TICKLING!

Kenai was the most ticklish person I had ever met.

I nodded mischievously, "Right… Right…"

"What are you plotting?" Kenai asked suspiciously.

"Nothing…" I said innocently.

Kenai nodded, closing his eyes and pulling his scarf up over his face.

I looked at Maka, and mouthed the words "pin him down".

She nodded, and walked quietly over to Kenai's side.
"Hey… Why is it so quiet all of a sudden?" Kenai opened his eyes.

But it was too late.

Maka had him pinned to the couch by his shoulders in a split second, and I was tickling him to death the next.

Kenai squealed like a little girl.

Kid, Liz, and Patty all burst out laughing.

For the next few moments, Kenai continued screaming and squirming.

That really only amused us more.

Here was the strongest boy at the school being defeated via tickling.

However, our laughter turned to disappointment a moment later as Kenai began sobbing, begging us to stop and screaming as loudly as he could that he couldn't breathe.

That kind of forced us to stop, seeing as suffocating our friend hadn't been part of the plan.

Kenai jumped off the couch, wiping any tears of laughter that still remained on his face and yelled angrily at us, "When I say enough it's enough!" before stomping out of the room much like Soul had.

"Right… And Soul gets mad over little things?"

Note: Well… As you can tell, by writing this I was simply wasting time. I'm trying to get to next weekend quickly in the story so I suppose this is like a filler chapter :3