Well, here's a KidxLiz fanfic. I thought of the idea while reading another fic in the Fairy Tail, NaLu fandom. The idea and the story line for this fic comes from the author's (jane3876) story If You Can't Take the Heat. My fic is based semi-directly on that story, so if you have read that story and read this and are like "wait, that sounds familiar." It kinda is. And don't worry, I asked the author's permission to do this and she said it was fine. I'm not a D-Bag that steals a story line and passes it off as my own. I wouldn't want that done to me either. So, to her if she reads this: thanks so much! And if you like Fairy Tail, I would definitely check out her story, one of the best I've read. But it is M-Rated, like this story is, so if you don't like that, don't read it.
A few more things...this is non-canon, and based on the Anime, but after the end. It's when all of them are in Spartoí, and they're older. Let's say Kid, Liz, Soul, Jackie, Kilik, Harvar, and Ox are 20; Tsubaki is 21; Maka, Black Star, and Kim are 19; and Patty is 18. I haven't read the Manga, so that's why I'm saying this is non-canon. If I get anything wrong or not how it actually is, I apologize, but I will say it again: THIS IS NON-CANON. Also, I apologize if any of the characters are OOC.
Now, I hope you enjoy this two-shot!
Disclaimer: I do not own Soul Eater or any of Soul Eater's characters mentioned in this fic.
This wasn't supposed to turn out this way, Liz thought dimly are she stared at the boy in front of her, a slight smirk on his handsome face and his golden eyes twinkling in amusement. How did I lose control of this situation so quickly again?
Oh yeah, she remembered dazedly. I bit off way more then I could chew.
Two Weeks Earlier
"Hey, Liz, can I ask you a question?"
Said dirty blonde girl looked up from where she was painting her nails, spread out on Maka's living room couch, with a curious look and a tilt of her head. The six girls from Spartoí were gathered in Maka's apartment—the guys all gathered at Kid's—for their monthly weekend sleepover; they started doing these so that they could unwind from all the stress that comes from the more rigorous missions they're being assigned.
"Yeah, 'course you can, Kim."
The pink-haired girl lounging on the floor paused and looked to be in deep thought as she contemplated how to phrase her question to make the biggest impact. After all, her and Jackie have a bet to win. Her green eyes then connected with Liz's dark blue ones searchingly.
"Have you ever thought that Kid was...attractive?"
The whole room froze in stunned silence as Liz choked on nothing, her eyes wide with absolute shock. Beside her, Patty looked over and started whacking her back harshly on the misguided notion that Liz was choking. Coughing weakly, she sent a weak smile her way, which Patty returned widely, not getting why everyone was so quiet.
Looking back down at Kim, Liz's eyebrows slammed together as she frowned at her friend. "What did you just ask me?" she asked incredulously.
Kim, trading a knowing look with her Weapon that Liz missed, asked her question again. "Have you ever found Kid attractive?"
Liz stared at the Witch as if she'd grown another head. A blush crawled up her neck and colored her cheeks a vibrant red as she looked away from the Meister's probing gaze. Deciding to be honest, even if it was embarrassing, Liz confessed, "I mean sure. How could a girl look at him and not think he was attractive? But that doesn't mean I'm attracted to him."
Kim chuckled and leaned back, sneaking Jackie another secretive look, before suppressing a smirk and feigning innocence. "Well, everyone at the Academy seems to think he's attractive." She hid another chuckle in her hand before glancing at Maka and Tsubaki, who were watching the conversation raptly. "And he's not the only one." The two girls' heads snapped to her at that, but Kim ignored them. "But I couldn't help but wonder..."
Unconsciously, Liz leaned toward her friend, her blue eyes cautious yet curious. "Wonder what?"
Finally allowing the smirk to cross her features, she glanced at Jackie then back at Liz. "I always wondered what he would do if someone tried to seduce him."
Liz reared back as if she'd been struck, "What?" Her shout, of course, made Patty start giggling insanely, and Maka and Tsubaki to stare in shock between Liz and Kim.
"Why in the world would you wonder something like that?" Liz hissed at Kim. Chuckling, her friend only shook her head.
"It was just one of those things that popped into my mind during a boring day in class. Wouldn't it interest you to watch him get seduced? He's so oblivious when it comes to the opposite sex; I think it'd be fun watching him get so unraveled and flustered." She shrugged and grinned at Liz. "I meant nothing by it."
Settling back down, Liz frowned down at her nails. Kim watched as her Weapon friend seem to be deep in thought and chuckled to herself. Looking back over at Jackie as Maka and Tsubaki tried to get Liz's attention, the two girls traded knowing looks. They planted the seed in Liz's head, now they just need it to sprout and grow. There's a substantial amount of money riding on this bet, after all. Kim wanted to cackle evilly. Those sluts in the next classroom over think Kid, and for that matter Soul and Black Star, are up for grabs. Not if she has anything to say about it. Once Liz and Kid are happily together, it'll be time to move onto Tsubaki and Black Star.
Who knew matchmaking could be so fun?
As the days passed, Liz couldn't seem to get Kim's words out of her mind.
I think it'd be fun watching him get so unraveled and flustered.
Those words seemed to be driving Liz to the brink of insanity. As she watched him, from Weapon Form, fight their enemies, focused and full of drive, she began to wonder. What would it be like to see him flustered and unraveled? She's rarely seen him embarrassed, never seen him really caught off-guard, outside of a fight with an unexpectedly tough opponent.
What would it be like to watch him blush and stutter, trying to find the right words to say? What would it be like to see him throw caution to the wind and be overcome by his instincts?
A blush coated her cheeks as she imagined his face filled with passion. His golden eyes heavy lidded and clouded with desire. His lips pulled up in a confident but warm smile. His cool hands as they grasped her shoulders and—
Shook her awake. Blinking, she realized she'd been daydreaming and that Kid was gazing down at her with a concerned frown.
"Liz, what's wrong? Are you okay?" he asked, trading a look with Patty, who was sitting next to Liz, looking just as worried.
Smiling wanly she reached up to clasp one of his hands on her shoulder and nodded. "Yeah, sorry. I just spaced out there for a minute."
Giving her a doubtful look, he took a step back. "Okay, just making sure. You're face was getting all flushed. I thought you were getting sick."
Chuckling weakly, she turned her gaze away from his and focused on the food in front of her. They had stopped at a hotel that night, after they finished their three-day mission—a semi-easy one that only required the three of them—before heading out early the next morning, back to Death City.
She stifled a groan when she realized where her thoughts had taken her before Kid had gotten her attention.
I can't believe I just thought that about him! He's my Meister! How could I have pictured him...and me...
Shaking her head in denial, she gave up pretending to eat her food and pushed her plate away. Looking at Kid and Patty with a tired yawn, she got to her feet.
"I think I'm gonna turn in early."
Patty, who was munching happily on her dinner, looked at her with a frown. "You okay, Sis?"
She gave Patty a nod before simply waving and murmuring a "good night" and headed off to the room she's sharing with her sister. Kid and Patty exchanged a concerned look.
"She didn't even give me a goodnight hug." Patty said with worried eyes and a pout. "Is Sis really okay?"
"I don't know. I think she might be getting sick." Kid muttered.
Patty nodded in agreement and then went back to her dinner, deciding to push the matter from her mind, but Kid wasn't so lucky and gazed at where Liz had disappeared with a frown.
"I hope Liz is alright," he murmured to himself, but then he caught Patty making asymmetrical piles of food on her plate and forgot his concerned thoughts in light of fixing the disgusting piles so they were symmetrical.
Sighing, Liz stretched her hands towards the sky with a small grin. The day looked like it would be pleasantly warm and clear of any clouds to obscure the brilliant azure of the sky. Leaning down, she tugged on the laces of her white tennis shoes to make sure they were nice and tight before setting off down the street at a light jog.
After becoming a Two-Star Weapon and being recruited into the DWMA Junior Elite Corps (a.k.a. Spartoí), and her, Kid and Patty coming up against harder and harder enemies and missions, Liz finally decided that being a stronger Weapon wasn't the only way to make sure she was better on future missions. While watching Kid practice his Death God Martial Arts in the work-out room, she had noticed that he never did any running of any kind. When she asked him about that, he merely shrugged and told her running would do nothing to help him. After hours of begging, he finally relented and told her he'd try it out.
They had started off together, but being a Grim Reaper, he quickly surpassed her. But, occasionally, he would join her in the mornings that she felt the need to work off the dinner from the night before.
As she ran deeper into the city, she waved to some Academy students that called out to her, keeping her pace even and confident; her dirty blonde hair swayed with each of her steps within the confines of the band she used to hold it up.
While the comfort of jogging and working off excess energy settled her, her mind began to wonder back to how strange she's come to feel in Kid's presence. She didn't think about what she would do so much as what he would do. Often, while she was zoning out from the lecture a teacher was giving or in her room late at night, she would find her mind wandering back to the image she had conjured up during their last mission.
As the days went by and her thoughts of the young Death God refused to abate, Liz began to realize that, yes, she was attracted to Kid. But to be honest, this didn't surprise her nearly as much as she thought it would have a week ago. After all, he's a healthy, attractive guy with a deep sense of loyalty and a lot of power to boot. Not to mention his midnight black hair—with the three hated white lines that cut across the left side of his hair and stopped in a completely straight line along his forehead fringe and back of the head—and his gold eyes, ringed by the brightest yellow. What girl wouldn't be attracted to him on, at least, a basic level?
So, when she thought about it, it really wasn't much of a surprise that she was attracted to him. But what did bother her, what she still couldn't come to accept, was that she was beginning to like him as more than a friend or Meister, even an attractive one. She found herself trying to draw his attention to her more often then she used to and trying to notice how often he did notice her, which sadly was not as often as she would like.
Her heartbeat was beginning to accelerate as she finally turned around and began heading back to Gallows Manor, her breathing much more labored and the muscles of her legs burning.
Finally getting sick of her troubling thoughts, Liz decided to do something about her discovered feelings for her Meister. After all, she was an attractive girl that knew she was attractive. And even if Kid was the most oblivious guy that ever walked the Earth when it came to the opposite sex—besides, maybe, Black Star—she honestly felt that if she worked at it enough, she could get the reaction she wanted out of him.
Or at least, she hoped so.
Slowing to a stop in front of the doors to the Manor, she wiped a hand across her brow, where a fine sheen of sweat had collected, and made her way inside, ready to take a nice long shower and get dressed in something besides blue running shorts and a white sports bra.
But a sizzling coming from the kitchen derailed her attention. Following the sound, and then the smell, she came to find Kid standing in front of the stove, cooking some bacon and eggs. After hearing the squeak of her tennis shoes, he turned and straightened, his golden eyes racking over her appearance with, unfortunately, only friendly curiosity.
Stage One to Operation Seduce Kid, Liz suddenly decided, is to get him to notice that I'm a girl and not just his Weapon Partner.
As she raked her eyes over him, with much less friendly intentions, she noticed he was dressed in his Spartoí uniform—a white dress shirt, navy blue trousers, and white loafers—but his white shirt was left completely unbuttoned, showing off his leanly muscled torso, but his tie and white sports jacket were nowhere to be found. Liz swallowed down the surge of lust she felt and wandered over to the refrigerator, grabbing a bottle of water before moving to lean against the island that was situated across from the stove.
"Did you go running this morning?" he finally asked as he turned his focus back on their breakfast.
"Yup. What about you, you lazy bum?" Giggling, she moved to stand next to him and teasingly poked his stomach, trying not to notice how cold his skin was against hers and just how firm his stomach really was. "I think you're getting a little fat there, Kid."
Frowning, no, pouting, he looked down at his stomach where she had poked and experimentally grabbed at the flesh. Feeling nothing but muscle and skin, he turned his eyes up to her. "I am not getting obese!" To prove his point, he opened the dress shirt even wider and gestured to the skin there. "There is nothing but perfectly symmetrical muscle on this body!"
Liz bit her lip and couldn't stop the small flush that painted her cheeks a light pink. Looking away, she twisted open the top of her water bottle and drank down a few big gulps to wet her suddenly dry mouth.
Damn you and your sexy body, she wanted to say, but instead only muttered, "Geez, Kid. Button up your shirt already. No one asked for a peep show."
Shrugging, he moved his fingers to the buttons and started doing them up. "I was just making sure we were on the same page on how I'm not overweight."
Shrugging back in mock indifference, she placed her now empty bottle on the counter next to her. "Whatever you say, perv." When he frowned and narrowed his eyes at her, she felt a rush of victory.
Time for her first move.
Leaning forward, she placed a hand on his shoulder and made sure his attention was entirely on her before she let a secretive smile tip up her lips and lowered her lashes to mask her wicked glee. Licking her lips, she whispered in his ear, "Don't worry, Kid. A good view is always...appreciated."
She then turned to leave the kitchen, leaving behind a sputtering Kid as she headed to her room, intent on cleaning off all the sweat she accumulated while on her run. As she made her way up the stairs, a small smirk tilted up her plump lips the slightest bit and her dark blue eyes twinkled mischievously.
Stage One has commenced, she thought, chuckling.
Okay, Liz. Time to put our plan into action, said girl thought to herself before taking a deep breath and finally heading down the stairs. She then entered the living room, where the object of her scheming sat waiting for her appearance.
When Kid looked up she had to hide a small smile when he frowned at her. She stood in an oversized t-shirt that fell to just above her knees, and a pair of flip-flops. Underneath the t-shirt, she wore one of her favorite swimsuits, but he didn't know that.
They had decided that night, while lounging around the living room, bored out of their minds and Patty over at Black Star and Tsubaki's, that a midnight dip in the Academy's pool was the perfect solution to the heat that just didn't want to cool down, even with the passage of the sun.
Kid himself wore only a pair of black swim trunks, a white Grim Reaper-esque skull on either outer-side, and black sandals; his muscled chest gleamed in the dim lighting with a faint sheen of sweat, making her mouth water slightly. When he got to his feet, his stomach flexed and bunched underneath his alabaster skin and Liz had to look away before he caught her staring. Just because she wanted to mildly seduce him didn't mean she wanted to be seduced by him.
Shaking her thoughts out of her mind, she turned back to her Meister with a small smile as she reached forward to grab the towel that he brought down for her and raised an eyebrow at his frown.
"What?"
His frown became a little bit more pronounced. "That's what you're wearing?"
Pretending to be confused, she looked down at her outfit then back at him. "Yeah. So?"
Instead of answering his question, his eyes met hers and narrowed. "Who's shirt is that?"
Tilting her head to the side, she frowned. "What does that matter?" It was actually his shirt that she stole from the laundry room one day, but she wasn't about to tell him that.
Still frowning, Kid looked away from her intelligent eyes and crossed his arms over his chest. "Never mind. Let's go."
The walk to the DWMA was a silent one, though not an uncomfortable one. Kid walked slightly ahead of Liz, his arms still crossed and a frown still prevalent on his handsome face. Liz stared at the back of her Meister's head with her own small frown. Just what was his problem anyway? Since when did he care what she wore or who it belonged to for that matter? In fact, he's been acting strangely for the last few days, ever since Liz begun her little "operation". It wasn't an uncommon occurrence to see them together, along with Patty, before this started, but now it seemed as though they were never apart. Liz also noticed that whenever she started talking to any male student at the Academy, he would pop up and stand silently behind her, a death-like aura surrounding him.
If Liz didn't know any better, she would almost say he's getting...possessive over her. She shook her head with a laugh. No, that couldn't be it. She was probably thinking too much of it. It would probably turn out to be him wanting something from her. Regardless, whatever the cause was, it would come out in the open soon enough so there was no reason to worry about it.
"We're almost there." Kid said suddenly as he unlocked the entrance doors to the Academy, with the key his Father gave him, and headed down the hallway that'd lead to the pool.
Sighing, Liz followed behind him and couldn't contain a grin at the sight of the pool, the heat of the air already making the t-shirt feel sticky against her body. Letting out one of his rare smiles, her Meister kicked off his sandals before he walked calmly to the pool and slid into the cool water with a content sigh. Laughing, Liz headed to one of the chairs that lined the pool's edges.
Looking around, she noticed that everything was dark and silent, a strange change from how it was during the day when students and staff occupied the area. Even though Lord Death is still in the Death Room, Liz and Kid were completely alone.
Grinning, Liz waited until Kid had surfaced and turned to face her with raised brows before reaching down to the hem of her cover and began to pull it over her head. Against her will, her face began to heat up in a flush when she felt the hot air touch her bare stomach and legs as a breeze sifted through the area. Her bathing suit was a bikini two-piece that wasn't nearly as revealing as several of the ones she's seen the other female students wear around the pool. Instead, it was a very simple and understated white suit that had a silver Grim Reaper-esque skull clasp in-between the cups; it complimented her curves well, but wasn't too revealing.
Kid's lips parted against his will to allow a shallow breath of air through when he saw her. As she tugged the material of the cover away from her body, her taut stomach flexing and stretching as she lifted her arms, and the material of her bikini top slipped the slightest bit to reveal a sliver of skin that was paler then the rest. Disturbed, he quickly turned away and dove underwater to try and calm his heart and refocus.
When her head emerged from the other side, she was disappointed to notice that Kid had turned away from her, clearly unimpressed by her little show. Sighing, she set her cover down and kicked off her flip-flops, walking over to the edge of the pool.
He reemerged a few feet from the edge of the pool and saw her sitting on the concrete and dangling her feet in. Smirking, he swam toward her. "What? Are you not getting in?"
She smiled and flicked some water towards him with her dainty foot. "Not yet. I just want to enjoy the warm air a little more."
He stopped in front of her, only a few inches from her knees, and it seemed as though he was unaware that if Liz were to shift a little bit, he'd be between her slim thighs. "Are you afraid to get your hair wet?" he asked mockingly.
She huffed at him and narrowed her eyes. "As if. I'm not afraid of anything."
He scoffed at her and stepped back a little bit. Smirking wider, he beckoned her toward him. "Then prove it."
Slightly irritated, she decided to, in fact, prove him wrong. She got to her feet and took a couple steps back to give herself some room. "Fine. I will then."
With that, she gave a few running steps before launching herself into the air and straight towards him. He yelped and ducked away, barely missing her cannon ball, but not missing one of her arms, and got dragged down with her.
Kicking to the surface, Liz took in a gulp of air when her head broke the water. Water streamed from her drenched hair and down her face, obscuring her vision momentarily. She wiped it away and looked around the pool for her raven-haired Meister. Some light shone from inside the water and showed its depths clearly, but Liz still did not see the young Reaper. Frowning, she turned in a circle, but saw no shadow of him.
She gasped around a shriek when she felt a hand snake its way up her left leg and barely had enough time to gather air into her lungs before she was dragged down.
Opening her eyes underneath the water, she scowled at a smirking Kid that waved at her a few feet away. With her now-dark blonde/light brunette hair floating around her face and her cheeks puffed comically with air, Liz looked every bit the disgruntled woman. Snickering internally, Kid swam lazy circles around her, his body inches from her own and occasionally brushing against her, but dancing away before she could truly register the touch.
Liz's lungs began to ache with the need for air and made her kick to the surface. Gasping, she saw Kid pop up beside her, his smirk still in place.
"What was that for, Kid?" she pouted, wiping her hair from her face and scowling at him.
He laughed and shrugged. "I just couldn't help myself, it seems."
Sighing, she said nothing and only dove under the water once more, kicking away leisurely and enjoying the cool water. Liz has always enjoyed water. Back in Brooklyn, whenever her and Patty could, they would break into the public pool after-hours and play around. She would watch as Patty splashed around the water in pure amusement while she would lazily float around, forgetting her problems for a little bit. It made her feel weightless and as if nothing could truly harm her or her sister.
Floating on her back, she sighed and stared up at the ceiling. Distantly, she heard the rustle of water and Kid's breathing beside her. Turning her head, she grinned at him, finally relaxed and her "mission" the farthest thing from her mind. Tonight, she wouldn't try to make her Meister blush and get flustered. Instead, tonight, she would simply enjoy his company and have fun.
But her relaxation was cut short when, as she was about to dive back under the water, she felt the muscles of her right calf constrict painfully, causing her to cry out in agony. In her pain, Liz forgot to keep herself afloat and her head sank below the surface quickly, drowning her cry of alarm.
Her eyes snapped open when she felt a strong arm snake around her waist and pull her to the surface once more. Looking up at Kid, she blinked the water from her eyes; he pressed her against his body so he could keep them both afloat and swam to the shallow end of the pool. When his feet touched the concrete bottom, he swept an arm under her knees and another around her waist, cradling her against his chest.
Liz's heart pounded loudly and quickly in her ears and her breathing couldn't quite settle as he carried her out of the pool and set her down on a lounge chair.
Crouching in front of her, his brows furrowed in concern, Kid asked her, a small hint of fear in his voice, "What's wrong? Did you hurt yourself?"
Sucking air through her teeth as another contraction of pain radiated up her leg, she could only shake her head and fist her hands at her sides. "Cramp," she panted as the pain abated enough for her to talk. "Cramp in my right calf," she gritted out between her tightly clenched teeth.
Her eyes widened when he sat in front of her and grasped the indicated leg, pulling her forward so that the heel of her foot rest in his lap. A blush crept up her cheeks and Liz tried to jerk her leg out of his cold grasp and was rewarded by the muscle of said leg cramping further and making her rear back in pain.
He gave her a disapproving frown and held tight to her ankle. "Stay still, Elizabeth, or you'll make it worse."
Shaking his head, he ran his palm up her muscled leg, making goosebumps erupt along her body and an involuntary shiver rack down her spine. With his cold fingers, he began to gently kneed the cramped muscles, occasionally rolling her ankle to stretch the ligaments; only one thought broke through her dazed, lust-induced fog, Man, I'm glad I shaved my legs this morning.
Against her will, as he worked on the muscle, her shoulders began to relax and she laid back in the lounge chair, a sigh escaping her lips and her eyes slipping closed. I could seriously get used to having those strong, talented hands on me all the time, she mused with a small smile.
And boy, were his hands cold.
Only when he pat her on the knee and she jerked awake did she realize she had dozed off with his impromptu massage. Sitting up, she was gladder than ever for the dim lighting when another damn blush coated her cheeks. If she kept this up, she was afraid that her face would be permanently red around her Meister.
And the last thing she wanted was to have to explain to everyone exactly why she was reduced to a blushing, flustered puddle of female hormones whenever she came within a foot of the young Reaper.
Kid got to his feet and stretched his arms over his head with a loud yawn, and try as she might, she could not help but steal lingering glances at the ripple of his muscles as he did so. Cursing herself and her hormones, Liz got to her feet as well. Limping slightly, as she was hesitant to put any weight on her right leg in case it cramped up again, she retrieved her cover from the concrete and slipped it over her head.
She turned to her Meister, but couldn't quiet meet his amused eyes and busied herself with slipping on her flip-flops as she spoke quietly, "Thanks, Kid."
He chuckled lightly, slipping his sandals on before tilting his head in a fashion that made her want to hug him to her chest desperately. "No problem, Liz. Maybe you need more potassium before going on a run."
Crossing her arms over her chest with a small pout, she turned away from his amusement and began the way back to their home, him falling in step behind her. "Duly noted, Dad."
Stepping forward, he fell into step with her, his arms clasped behind his back. "Don't be like that, Liz. I'm just saying that because I care for you. That and I don't want to have to give you CPR if you drown in the pool."
She laughed weakly and looked away from him. "Yeah, that would suck." But inside her mind, she wondered, what would it be like to be kissed by Kid? Would it be hot or gentle? Would he be clumsy and inexperienced or passionate and eager?
Another cursed blush painted her cheeks and Liz had to take a step away from him in an attempt to cool herself down from her heated thoughts.
Stop it, Liz. Remember, this is just a silly, harmless game. Just because you're attracted to him doesn't mean you have to have dirty thoughts about him. He's your Meister!
Turning to steal a glance at his calm and composed face as he watched the path ahead of him, she couldn't help but wonder, but what would it be like?
When they arrived at the Manor, Kid held open the door, allowing her to enter first, before following in. They both headed up the stairs, the Manor oddly quiet with Patty missing, and Liz came to a stop in front of her bedroom door.
"Thanks for going to the pool with me," she said, tilting her head and making a few wet strands of her hair brush across her slightly flushed cheeks. Kid had to grip his hands tighter behind his back to keep himself from brushing them aside. Instead, he simply nodded at her and rocked back on his heels.
"No problem, Liz." He gave her a small smile then. "I happened to enjoy myself."
Smiling, she crossed her arms underneath her chest and leaned back against her door. Even though it was an innocent enough action, it made him notice just how much sun-kissed skin her cover left open to the warm air and how the wet material of her swimsuit had already soaked the cotton around her breasts, displaying how the cool water made her nipples stand out. Swallowing, he had to look away before he did something stupid, like blush.
"Well, I'm glad. We'll have to do it again sometime." Liz wanted to smack herself for how stupid that sounded, but she couldn't take it back now.
Kid shrugged. "Of course." Taking a step back, he lifted a hand and prepared to head to his own room. "I'll see you in the morning, Liz."
"Hang on, Kid." Pausing, he watched with a small wave of curiosity as a blush made her flushed cheeks even redder and she stepped toward him. His breath caught in his throat as she placed her small hands on his bare shoulders, sending sparks flying down his nerves, and boosted herself slightly up, leaning towards him. His eyes slid closed as he felt her breath fanning across his face and had to contain a small surge of disappointment when her lips simply brushed innocently on his alabaster cheek briefly.
"Goodnight," she whispered against his skin before her warmth left completely.
Opening his eyes, he saw her give him a small, coy smile before disappearing behind the door to her bedroom with a soft click.
"Goodnight," he murmured to the still air and unbeknownst to him, a silly grin pulled at his lips and a warm blush coated his own cheeks as he turned to head to his room, the feel of her lips still warm on his skin.
"Hey, Soul?" Kid spoke up one day, making his friend move his red-eyed gaze to look at him. They had been sitting in a comfortable silence on the bench as they watched the others play basketball, Kid's thoughts still on the strange way his stomach fluttered when Liz kissed his cheek.
It was really weird. After all, it wasn't the first time that she'd done that. And that certainly wasn't the first time they've hugged. They've hugged hundreds of times before that, but never before had he been so...aware of her.
I've never felt this way before, he mused, his brow furrowing as he stared sightlessly at the game going on in front of him. It's not like I didn't know she was a girl before. But now...I don't know. I just seems like she's so much more now...
"Kid?"
He turned his head when he heard his friend call to him and realized that he'd been silent for quite awhile. Grinning sheepishly, he cupped his chin in the palm of his hand. "I was just wondering if you noticed how strange Liz has been acting lately."
Soul hummed in thought. "How has she been acting strange?"
Kid sighed and looked back at the game. "I don't know. She's been giving me strange looks sometimes. And whenever I come near her or touch her, her face gets all red." Looking back at Soul, he raised his eyebrows. "Do you think she's getting sick?"
Soul couldn't help but roll his eyes as his friend. Sighing, he rubbed his hand through his silvery-white hair and decided that this was something he couldn't just blurt out. Maka had sat him down a few days ago after the group watched Liz do something very...out of character towards Kid and explained what happened at their last sleepover. After Maka told him about that he could put a name to Liz's strange behavior: seduction. But clueing Kid onto that fact will take some delicate explaining.
"Has she acted sick at all?" Soul asked at last and watched Kid's face closely.
Said boy blinked and narrowed his eyes as he thought about it. Finally, he shook his head and Soul couldn't help but notice that a small smile played on the corners of his mouth. "No. If anything, she's been acting...I don't know, nervous almost."
Nodding his head, Soul had to hide a small chuckle.
This is going to be harder than I thought, he thought with a smirk.
"Okay, so she's not sick, but she's been blushing around you and acts nervous when you're near her. What could that mean?"
Kid raised a hand to rub the back of his neck as he thought about it. What would make Liz nervous? The last time he'd seen her act so nervous and red-faced was when she'd been dating that one guy...what was his name? It didn't matter, but whenever she'd been near him, she had gotten a blush and acted nervous.
At his conclusion, confusion began to cloud his face.
"The last time Liz acted this way was when she was dating that one guy, but even then she didn't have this...weird look in her eye whenever he was around."
He looked over at the exasperated Weapon.
Soul rubbed a hand down his face and sighed. "Kid, sometimes I wonder how you get dressed in the morning," he muttered softly so that his friend couldn't hear him.
Suddenly, it clicked and Kid couldn't help the small blush that crawled up his neck. Was it that Liz...liked him? She's only ever acted that way whenever she was around a guy that she liked a lot, like she had with that guy she'd gone on those dates with.
But if that was true, then why did he get the feeling that it was...more than just her liking him? Because sometimes, she would get that weird look in her eye and start doing and saying things that made him blush and he couldn't help but think were...extremely hot.
When that thought ran through his head, his eyes widened in dawning realization. Soul watched from Kid's side as an expression he'd never seen before graced his features. A look as though Kid had caught the scent of prey.
A devilish smirk pulled at his lips and Kid chuckled to himself.
Despite what everyone believed, Kid wasn't completely innocent. He's had his share of girls over the years. Granted, it wasn't nearly as many as Soul or Black Star or even Kilik, but that didn't make him completely inexperienced. And even beyond his past relationships, he's certainly been hit on by enough girls to be able to pick up the signs of it, albeit a tad slower than he should.
So, Liz was trying to seduce him, was she?
His smirk grew a bit devious and his golden eyes glinted in the waning sunlight, making Soul feel a bit sorry for Liz. That look has never meant anything good in all the time Soul has known Kid.
Well, two can play at that game, Elizabeth.
Part Two is coming next!