Something Brewing
Chapter 2
Susannah
What do I do? Run? I mean, I can't stay here. I'm disobeying Shinigami. Oh god, why couldn't I be more careful? I had to have been attacked by the one monster that Kid was looking for. Just my luck. He's staring at me so confused… It kinda cute. No. What am I thinking? I step backwards as he says my name again,
"Suze? Is that really you?" He outstretches his hand. I turn around, hugging myself. "Kid, I cant be here. I'm sorry, I really am." As I start to walk away, I wanted nothing more than to turn and hug him. I guess I never realised how much I miss him. As I slowly walk, I feel a hand on my arm.
"Suze…" Kid says softly, staring me in the eye, "It's been 7 years. I doubt anyone is watching us." I glance over my shoulder just to make sure before turning to face him and unfolding my arms. Liz looks puzzled.
"You know each other?" she asks.
"Yeh, childhood friend. It's a long story" Kid replies.
I whisper to Kid, "Who are they?"
"Liz and Patti Thompson. My weapons."
"Weapons? You? After all the trouble your father went to!"
"They're symmetrical in weapon form…" he mumbles, sounding slightly embarrassed.
"Oh boy. You still-?" I turn to Liz, "He still has the symmetry thing?" She nods. I wipe snow off my cheek and glance at my watch. "Look, Kid, I gotta go." I say. He looks disappointed. "I'm sorry," I squeeze his hand before turning to walk out of the alley. Before I reach the end, I turn and call out to him. "Hey! Kid! You kept your promise! You rescued me!" He smiles faintly and whispers, "So I did."
I turned and walked away, realising that my heart was beating strangely fast. Puzzled, I plug my music back in and continue my walk home.
Death the Kid
I watch her go. I never realised how much I've missed you… 17 now huh? She'd certainly grown up. Beautiful… Why of all things did I notice how her pale blue jumper fitted her slim waist perfectly?
"You gonna let her go that easy?" Liz asked, watching me.
"Wh-what do you mean?" I reply.
She sighed and muttered, "Men."
Patti, still holding the soul sang, "Kids in loveeee!"
"WHAT?! No! No, you have it all wrong, I mean, I-" I cleared my throat and calmed down, "That was the first time I have seen her in 7 years."
"She is quite pretty actually," Liz thinks aloud and I felt the heat in my cheeks rising.
"I can't win can I?" I sighed and walked out onto the road. In the distance I saw her walking away. Dammit. Liz appeared from nowhere and clapped me on the back.
"Don't you worry lover boy. You'll see her again." Instead of hitting Liz, which I should have done, I had a thought: I never actually found out the reason she left. Maybe it was time to find out.
Susannah
"I'm home!" I called, shutting the front door behind me.
"Oh, hi honey," My foster mum stepped into the hallway. She waggled some paper at me, "You have a letter." I nodded and took it from her. As soon as I opened the envelope, the blood rushed to my head: Shinigami's Seal. Scanning it, I held my breath. This letter was the first contact we had had in years.
"Well?" My mum asked. I paused, before answering, "I- I cant go. It's too risky. I mean-" I cut myself off before I burst into tears. I dropped the paper and rushed upstairs. Why? Why would this happen to me?
Dear Susannah,
Hi! I know that you will be shocked to hear from me, but I am writing to invite you to Kids' 18th birthday party in a few days. The number of enemies has decreased in Death City by a lot over the past year, thanks to my students. I think that no suspicion will be raised if you came. Kid has been a bit down recently. I'm hoping you can cheer him up a bit. Please consider it.
Shinigami-sama x
Death the Kid
"Father, I've been wondering. About the past…" I trailed off.
"Go on."
I clenched my fists and asked, "I want to know why Suze had to leave seven years ago."
My father sipped his cup of tea and looked at me. "Why don't you ask her yourself."
"… What?!" I was so confused.
"Yes, I decided to invite her to your party, seeing as Maka and Soul took out nearly all the threats in Death City. I believe no harm will come of this." I remembered the look on her face when she saw me today.
"She wont come." I stated.
My father winked, "You never know." My heart thumped at the idea.
Susannah
The next day, I was sat in photography class waiting for the teacher to arrive. People milled about the room. In my own little world, I was thinking about Kid. I was so indecisive about attending his party. I miss him so much, but… BREW. I have to protect it.
My friend Sophie sat down next to me, "Hey, you ok?" "Yeh, why?" "You just seem a little…distant." I blushed, "I'm fine." I said it trying to convince myself.
Death the Kid
"Kiiiiid? Which tablecloths do you want at your party? This, or this?" The younger sister shoved two pieces of material at me.
I waved her away, "I don't care. Which ever." Patti looked at me curiously before glancing at her sister.
"Okay," Liz walked over and leaned towards me, "You alright? What's up?"
"Nothing, I'm fine." She paused before announcing that she was going to do her nails.
Usually I would have asked her to make sure they are symmetrical, but I was preoccupied. "Kiiiiiiiiid?"
"What is it, Patti?"
"Can I make you a giraffe cake?"
I just looked at her before walking out the goddam door.
Susannah
It wasn't snowing today on the way home. It was sunny, but crisp leaves rustled in the wind. I regretted leaving my scarf at home today. I pulled my jacked up before letting out a frustrated noise: my mp3 player just ran out of battery. God dammit, I loved that song. Then, it started to rain. Great. My day is just going from bad to worse. I fiddled with my hood before swinging it over my head. As I trudge on unhappily, I hear someone call my name.
"You know Kid, we gotta stop meeting like this," I smile at the boy. He pushes his wet hair back and grins.
Death the Kid
"You coming to my party?" I ask, my heart pounding in my chest. She looked unsure. I felt brave, so I took her hand. "Please. It would mean the world to me."
After a moments pause, she says cautiously, "It's risky, Kid."
"Please."
I look in her eyes. Then she nods, "Fine, fine, you win. I'll come." She waves her free hand. The rain gets heavier. "Aw, jeez." I hear her mutter.
"My house is only round the corner. We can dry off there if you want." She steps back. Dammit.
"Sorry, Kid. But I'll come to your party. I promise."
As she turns to walk away, I grab her arm gently. "Suze…"
"Yeh?"
"Do you hate being close to me? Is that it?" Her face flushes.
"Kid, no. If I could, I would spend all day with you. But I cant. I have to protect-" She breaks off, "No, I'm sorry, I have to go."
"Protect what? Suze?"
She runs away. I couldn't tell whether she was crying or not: the rain is too heavy.
