"P-please don't touch me" Crona backed away until his back hit the wall.
"Aloha!" a young attractive lady with long wavy dark hair, brown eyes, and a heart stopping smile walked towards Crona with open arms, intending to give him a big hug.
"No! Please!" he screamed amd Patty laughed at him.
The Hawaiian slowed her walk and replaced her smile with a look of concern, "What's wrong, boy?" she asked.
"Ive never been in this situation before!"
The lady smiled, "Is that all? You silly" again she smiled and boldly marched at him and gave him the long delayed hug.
"Ehhh," he stood rigidly still, too nervous about the hug to notice that Patty had stopped laughing.
"See? That wasn't so bad, was it?" the lady brought her arms back so that her hands could lightly grip his shoulders, "we're all friends here, no need to be so scared"
He stayed silent,
"You remind me of a little kitten, lost and frightened" one hand came up to touch his face. "We won't let anything happen to you here, right girls?" She yelled that question over her should and a group of pretty Hawaiian girls cheered and happily surrounded Crona.
"Aww! He's so cute!" said one with a flower around her head like a crown.
"You poor thing, did someone hurt you?" said another lady who held his left arm,
Another hugged his right arm, "And you're so thin! Come, let us feed you honey,"
"O-oh okay" he shakily and let the group guild him to the guest of honor's table.
"Hey! Wa-wait for me!" Patty ran to keep up with them.
'BlackStar, I don't think you're supposed to be climbing that" Tsubaki told him and looking around at the locals' angry faces. "You're offending the people here"
BlackStar finally made it to the head of the statue of a giant man in a royal Hawaiian robe, holding a spear
"How come this guy gets a statue made of himself? Whats so great about him!" he yelled at the statue's face.
"It says here in the inscription that his name is King Kamehameha, and he was a great leader to his people" Tsubaki informed him.
"Oh yea? Well I am even greater than the great king! My name is BlackStar, you hear me!? I surpass all gods and kings!" he then let out a loud laugh,
"Blackstar please get dow-" something heavy hit Tsubaki in the back of her head, and while her unconscious body was being dragged away into the shadows, BlackStar continued laughing at the top of the statue; Oblivious to all the angry faces and the fact that Tsubaki's voice had long ago stopped.
Maka and Liz had been waiting by the portal for nearly six hours before a drunken boy-weapon and a drunken shiniami appeared before them.
"Where in the hell were you!" Maka screamed into Soul's ears.
"Do you have any idea how worried we were?" Lizzy exploded with the same amount of force.
"Chillaaaaax~" Soul drawled, "Isn't that the motto here?"
"Hey beautiful" Death the Kid wrapped his arms around Lizzy's waste until a thought crossed his hazy mind, "I can't remember the last time I've seen so many unsymmetrical objects" he looked around, bewildered by the unbalanced nature of the place. "I don't like it here"
"Say" Soul stumbled towards the beach, "there's a luau going on, let's join em!" He dragged Maka with him to a group of party goers.
Lizzy pushed Kid away from her and smacked him across his handsome face. "Where have you been?" she demanded, "Do you know how long I've been standing here?"
Rubbing his cheek, he tried to block out the stinging pain to pay enough attention to Lizzy. "I apologize," he said after forcing some sense back into his brain. "What can I do, as a token to make this up?"
The sudden opportunity to get what she'd wanted to ask earlier was too good to pass up. But does she dare to voice it?
"Umm," she hesitated 'don't be chicken!' she ordered herself. 'He owes you a favor and this is your chance!' the self-booster talk worked, giving her enough courage to finally spit it out. "Take me out on a date"
Death the Kid, Shinigami, and son of the Reaper was no longer drunk. He stood straight, observing Lizzy suspiciously, once he shook his head. A moment later he opened
his mouth but shut it again.
"Umm I was kidding!" Liz added and walked away again.
"What? Wait!" Kid snatched her wrist and brought her to face him again. Silvery liquids were emerging from the corner of her eyes. 'Damn! I took too long!'
"I'd love to go on a date" weirdest thing about saying that, was that he subconsciously meant it. "First thing tomorrow?"
A glint flashed through her eyes, "Eight o'clock?"
"For you, we can make that seven."
"That's an unsymmetrical time, kiddo"
His face turned dark by that, "I told y0u not to call me that" he growled.
"Yeah, well that's your punishment. Serves you right for making me worry."
Male satisfaction swirled in the air around them, "You were worried about me?"
"Don't get a big head" she slipped her hand away and resumed to walking away, forcing him to follow her again. "Seven is a bit too early for my taste and I've promised Patty that we'd go surfing at ten. So, how about we meet up for lunch?"
"That's fine, Soul wanted to go seeā¦" he coughed the rest away, cursing himself for nearly letting that slip.
"What did he want to see?" she asked in a strained tone.
"He wanted to walk around town"
"Oh, you mean sightseeing?"
"I suppose so" that was a close one.
Liz was not fooled by this. Something was up, and she was suspicious.
'Maybe I'll follow them around tomorrow, oh but Patty!' she couldn't very well bring her sister along as a spy, she'd be too obvious. She sighed, I'll have to beg for a reins check.
'Damn she's suspicious!' Kid knew, 'I should probably warn Soul,'
A faint sound of a piano kept getting louder and louder as they approached. Soul and Maka were in the lobby of the hotel that their rooms are checked in. Locals and tourist were forming a circle around a white grand piano, where a boy with white spiky hair played an unfamiliar piece that would make you think about a haunting bittersweet mixture of great joy and great pain. Then the boy picked up the tempo that made your heart beat like it's running a marathon. The thrilling sensation of being chased, always running and hiding, dodging and diving into holes or little cracks, hoping that whomever is hunting you would just going away. And then he slowed the play into a soft melodic harmony. A feeling that put you at ease, of being in a place filled with warmth and laughter. There was something else, something stronger; something beyond passion and acceptance. 'But what is it?' Kid couldn't figure it out.
Maka knew though, watching Soul playing, always listening to the subtle messages. She couldn't say how she knew, just that she can hear what everyone else was feeling about the piece.
Lizzy however, so caught up with the memories that the piece brought back made her feel shattered and scared. Before Kid, she and her sister were on the streets, fighting to eat, to breathe, and to be. The dark corners of her mind filled her head of past horrors, of their dead parents, old betrayals of friends. So overwhelmed she was, she snuck away from Kid's side to her room, but on her way she noticed something strange. Two men moving swiftly like ninjas, dragging a third party with them through a portal.
