Death The Kids Past

AN: Ok so this is my second fanfic and I don't know how many reviews I have on the other one because I haven't look but I hoped you liked it. Anyways I just wanted to say I don't own soul eater or any of the characters accept kids mom and step mom, oh and shinigami is human in this but other than that I hope you enjoy;)

ShinigamiPOV

I sat up slowly and got out of bed (again), it was the 6th time tonight he woke up crying and I don't know what to do. I just want to get some sleep but he keeps waking up. I walked into my son's room. He's 12 weeks old, his name is Death The Kid, and likes to wake up every 2 hours. "Shhhh, stop crying…" I said this as I picked him up out of his black crib and rocked him a little, he calmed down so I thought I could put him back in his crib and maybe get some sleep, so I put him down and walked 2 steps and then "WHAA-H AH WHAAA-H!" I was angry, but not enough to want to hurt him. "Why can't I get just 5 hours of sleep, I just want to lie down and go to bed but I can't because you won't stop crying every hou…" wait, why didn't I think of this before, I picked Kid up out of his crib and took him down to my room. I lay him on the bed and tucked him in so he wouldn't fall off and went to sleep.

When I woke up Kid was still asleep, "I see, when I want to sleep you don't. And when I want to get up you don't." so I picked him up out of my bed and walked to the kitchen trying not to wake him up, when I got into the kitchen and set him down he started crying so I picked him back up and he calmed down. I was standing next to the microwave waiting for Kids bottle, when the microwave beeped. I opened it and took out his bottle, set him on the counter next to me and tested the bottle on my hand to make sure it wasn't too hot. It wasn't, so I picked up Kid and sat him down on one of the kitchen chairs and fed Kid (Luckily I didn't have my cloak and big gloves on or this would have been very hard).

After kid was fed I thought I should go and get him some new cloths, I'm a single father and thought my wife bought some clothes for him before she died, oh I wish you were still here Kiki, things would be so much easier. I hated going to the store, everyone would stare at me, even if I went in my human form, I had white stripes going around my whole head, and my eyes were a yellowish gold color. So I changed my clothes to jeans with a black T-shirt, grabbed kid, and walked out the door. I walked to the cloth store (Because I didn't have a car) and regretfully walked in.

I went over to the baby section and found boy clothes, there were a lot of ridiculous and embarrassing clothes there like Elmo, and a hat with a dog on top, I just hoped he wouldn't pick out one of those, luckily he picked out: 5 black shirts, 4 pairs of black jeans, 1 pair of black shoes, 4 black pairs of socks, and a new pair of black pajamas with skulls on them. When kid was done picking out what he wanted I had an arm full of clothes. Then came the worst part, going up to the counter, I liked people I really did they just didn't really know how to deal with death in their store, so I walked up there put my stuff on the counter and waited to see what would happen. She was just staring at me, I looked at her and asked "Well are you going to ring me up or not, I don't mean to be rude but I have to get back home." She looked at me for a few more seconds, as if I was some creature and just talked. Then she rung me up, paid her and left.

When I got back home it was 3:00, I was gone for about 4 hours, well because the walk there took 30 minutes, and the walk back took 50 minutes, and at the store it took 2 hours and 30 minutes so that would be around 4 hours. I put kid down for a nap, I sat in the living room for an hour or 2, then went to get kid. I walked in his room and looked down at him, "Oh Kid, you look so much like your mother, you would have loved her too, she was very nice, kind hearted and loved kids, she loved you so much, but died, and now I will take care of you no matter how hard to handle you are because I love you, Kid." when I was done speaking to myself Kid woke up, I picked him up took him down stairs and turned on some TV. Kid loved to watch TV, I don't know why though, maybe it's a baby thing, but whatever, I put on educational shows anyways and he likes them so he's getting smarter, and watching TV, so that's good.

I was sitting on the couch with Kid when I saw that he was going to sleep, so I picked him up took him to my room (It's easier to take him to my room where I know he'll sleep than wake up every hour or so) laid down with him, and looked at the clock, it said 9:00, wow it was later than I thought. Oh well at least I don't have to force Kid to go to sleep. I looked over at kid "well good night Kid, I hope you sleep well."

AN: Well how was it so far, good or bad I hope you guys liked it I worked on this all day. I'm still new to this, and there might be some spelling errors in the sorry I'm not the best speller. anyways there will be more chapters after this so remember reviews help the writers get inspired. oh great now I sound desperate for reviews, sorry. Well anyways hoped you liked it and remember symmetry is everything ;)