Chapter 2: The Night We Met Again

Rated: M

Disclaimer: I do not own Soul Eater!

"Kid-kun…..Kid-kun…" The familiar voice awakened the boy from his sleep. Kid stretched out his arms and legs in the chair as he laid limp under the cover. Kid noticed the cover on him as he looked up to see his father.

"You were sleep on the job…" Kid looked down at the cover then his father in shock. He dropped to the floor pounding his fist against its smooth surface.

"Wait…what time is it?" Kid questioned getting up from off the floor. After brushing himself off Liz and Patty burst through the Death Room's door grabbing Kid while running down the hallway. They stopped at a corner in the hallway where no one saw them.

"Tell me that rumor isn't true!" Liz screamed covering her face with her hat. Kid was puzzled as Patty laughed out loud directing the crowd's attention towards Kid. They began to rush him into a wall questioning him repeatedly.

"Is it true that you're dating THE Soul Eater Evans?" one of the girls said along with the rest of the crowd's questions filling the air.

"Where did you hear that?" He questioned with sweat drops developing on his forehead.

"So it is true? Spirit-san was right!" one of the girls screamed as Kid's sweat drops began to run down his face. He dashed through the crowd running down the corridors listening in for Spirit's voice in the classrooms, with the all of the girls following behind. After turning the corner he caught on to Spirit's voice yelling out of one on the rooms down the hall. Kid's quick stop caused his shoes to screech against the floor's smooth surface, startling Spirit. Kid grabbed Death Scythe by his tie enraged by the rumor.

"What's the deal with you spreading this rumor?" Kid gritted his teeth from all the trouble it caused him.

"I second that thought." The white haired boy's voice echoed as he jumped from his seat to where Kid was standing. Spirit kept a calm face taking a gulp before he spoke.

"Well I suppose seeing you two last night wasn't good enough proof that you are in a relationship?" Spirit watched as the two boys jumped back with a deep red blush across their face.

"It wasn't my fault! I fell for his music." Kid stuttered grabbing hold of Death Scythe's tie once more.

"I was only playing for Kid. I played what I felt at that moment." Soul said calmly explaining to Spirit.

"So at that moment, did you really mean what you did to Kid?" Spirit fixed his tie after removing the young shinigami's hand.

"And what if I did?" Soul replied wrapping his arm around Kid's small waist, pulling him closer. Kid was awed by his actions but at the same time surprised. All the girls in the background were about to lose their mind from the boy love they were experiencing in class. The boys couldn't see what was going on with all the girls crowding the whole classroom.

"This can't be happening…" Kid wanted to believe in his thoughts as Soul's lips got closer to his. Kid took advantage and pushed Soul off of him holding his mouth. He regained his cool standing up straight pointing at Spirit.

"If you think this would ruin me then you're all wrong. And you…" He then directed his attention to Soul.

"What you did was unacceptable!" He said storming out of the room. Soul watched as the shinigami ran out the door hurt.

Later on during the evening as the sun was setting, Kid sat at the bar at the same place Soul plays. He kept his head down hiding his face from anyone that was near by.

"Two of the usual please." The familiar voice said. Kid looked up to see Soul dressed in a suit once again. Soul placed his hand on the boy's shoulder once he sat up.

"Sorry for what I did earlier today. That was not cool of me to do that." Soul apologized as the bartender placed the two glasses on the bar. Kid looked down in the glass not sure whether to drink from it.

"Don't worry it's just a tiny bit of alcohol in it I'm sure you won't get caught with it in your scent. Kid took a sip of the drink thanking the boy. Fifteen minutes passed by and Kid was back to normal, but Soul didn't expect for the shinigami to be sensitive to the little alcohol in the glass. Soul wasn't too sure for Kid to go home by himself in his condition, but it was time for the white haired boy to play.

"Wait here. I'll take you home." Soul said to the drunken shinigami.

"Hold on…" Kid said turning in his seat. He grabbed Soul by the collar of his suit and placed his lips against Soul's lips.

"I forgive you." Kid smiled getting a smile back from Soul as a reply before taking off towards the piano. When Soul took a seat at the piano, the lights gleamed off the ebony piano showing a reflection of the crowd. Soul's fingers began to dance upon the keys again while the crowed sat and watched. Kid was once more astonished by Soul's musician skills as he played in front of him again. Kid closed his eyes remembering yesterday's event when he was pulled into a kiss. The shinigami boy was distracted by the comment coming from someone beside him.

"He's nothing compared to his brother." The comment aggravated Kid yet amused him.

"His brother?" Kid questioned the person.

"Oh you don't know. His brother West Evans has more skills than him. I prefer any one of them really, but West suits my taste more." The person said walking out of the place. Not only was kid too drunk, but he understood every word that person said. Soul finished playing and the place closed an hour later. Soul walked up to the shinigami that was sound asleep against the counter. Soul placed the boy on his back and walked out the club. Kid opened his eyes to see he was on top of the boy's back getting close to his house.

"Soul…." Kid mumbled under his breath as Soul walked up the stairs.

"We're almost there. No need to worry yourself I'm fine." Soul said once he reached the top of the stairs ringing the doorbell. Liz opened the door grabbing Kid with the help of Patty. In return they thanked Soul before shutting the door, placing the boy in his room.

Soul rushed home back to the apartment complex and its colorful hallway. He noticed the lights were off making it easier to go through the front. He quietly slipped the key in the door slightly turning it as the lock made a quiet click. He opened the door slowly removing his key, letting a little light into the living room. Shutting the door while silently locking it, he slipped off his shoes taking a step towards his room until the lights were switched on from behind. There sat Maka and Spirit glaring at him angrily as Maka stood up from her seat.

"Care to explain what's going on?" Maka voice sent a threatening vibe to the white haired boy that he couldn't get over. He stood there not knowing what to say as his bag dropped to the floor. The sound of a punch echoed through the apartment along with a thump against the floor.