Falling In
First Movement
Allegro
Thursday,
What does it all mean? These strange emotions that are caged inside of me? I've never felt anything like this before in my entire life, and now, all of the sudden, the floodgates are open. Every time I see him, my heart stops beating, my lungs stop breathing, and I lose myself. I've never felt these emotions before, but all of the sudden, here they are, and I don't know what to do. I feel so helpless, but perhaps someday I'll be able to make sense of it all and finally be happy.
But still, I'm so nervous. I've never had to do anything like this before. What if I mess up? I've never had to deal with heartache ever since I sealed off my heart from the world. But now, with just one simple look and a dream I won't ever forget, the box I hid my heart in has been torn open, all because of him and those damned eyes. I fell into them, and drowned, and when I woke up, I was terrified and nervous and excited and joyful all at the same time. All because of him and that warmth he gave me.
Soul put down his pen and read through his latest entry, then closed the leather cover of his journal. It was the sixth time this week that he had felt the urge to use the gift he had received from his Meister. Ever since his first encounter with Kid, he had been trying to sort through random emotions that surfaced from time to time, but it wasn't much use. He couldn't figure out why he felt the way he did. He looked at his clock: seven thirty: time to head out. He slipped on his shoes and headed downstairs, grabbing his coat and sliding it on.
"Ready, Soul?" Maka asked as she walked over to him, grabbing her books that she had set on the table.
"Yeah, let's go," he said groggily, opening the door and heading outside.
Soul blearily trailed Maka—who seemed far too happy for a Monday, from Soul's perspective—as they made their way to class. They went in and took their seats, waiting for Professor Stein to glide in and begin dissecting.
Maka glanced over to Tsubaki, and saw that Black Star was, once again, absent. "Hey, Tsubaki, is he...?"
"In another fight? Yes..." She sighed, lowering her head. "But you know Black Star," she smiled nervously, giving a soft chuckle.
Soul snickered, and then glanced over at the door to see Kid and the Thompson sisters walking in. Soul looked down at Kid and their eyes met for just a second.
His eyes...they're...beautiful... Wait... What did I just say? Why does this always happen every time I see him?
Soul forced himself to look away, even though part of him didn't want to. Inside of his gut, he felt that same sensation every time his eyes met Kid's; a sensation that half made him want to cry, and half made him want to puke. He couldn't explain it, and so, he ignored it as the young Reaper took his seat next to him.
"So, how is everyone doing today?" Kid asked, smiling at his friends.
"Well, aren't you chipper," Soul growled, putting his head down on his desk.
"Oh, ignore him, Kid, he's always an ass on Mondays," Maka said, smacking him upside the head with her book.
Kid looked at Soul, who was busy nursing his battered head, and then at Maka, who was laughing at him. Jealousy was the first word to come to Kid's mind, but he quickly ignored it.
"So, have you guys prepared for the Super Written Exam?" Kid asked, once Soul and his partner had regained themselves.
"You bet I have, I'm ready for this exam," Maka said, glaring down at Ox, who was busy glaring back at her.
"And you, Soul?"
"Me? I've got it covered, don't you worry about it."
Friday.
"Are you sure this is everything you have?" Sid asked, holding Soul's clothes that were covered with cheats for the Super Written Exam.
"Why, do you want to take my underwear, too?" he exclaimed, too embarrassed to look up at his fellow classmates.
Well, this is embarrassing...I hope Kid doesn't see me...He stopped himself, mid-thought, not wanting to know where it was going. He got up and made his way back to his seat, and sat down, picking up his pencil and staring the jumble of characters before him. I have no idea what the hell to do.
All the while, Kid was keeping one eye on his paper, and the other on Soul and his nearly-nude physique. He couldn't help but stare, and for a few moments, didn't even care if anyone noticed he was staring, even Soul himself; but, when he remembered that this nearly-nude teen was on his way to sit next to him, Kid knew he had to snap out of it. He went back to focusing on his name, and that damn "k".
But that, of course, was of no use.
Kid would occasionally shoot glances towards Soul when he wasn't looking, especially when he leaned over to watch Patty construct her "masterpiece." Kid went back to his test, again trying to get the "k" right, but he failed, erasing it again, only to have the paper rip. But not only did it rip, it ripped asymmetrically.
In a moment, Kid was out cold on the floor, and Soul leaned over to see what all the commotion was about.
"Huh...? Hey Sid, Kid just collapsed."
"Leave him," he replied.
Soul studied the boy passed out on the floor, wishing, in the back of his mind, that his eyes would open so he could gaze into them. Unbeknownst to Soul, however, Kid's eyes were opened and looking up at Soul's strong body, and wandering down to his blue boxers. If Kid was going to fail this exam due to an asymmetrical "k", then, by all means, he was going to at least enjoy it.
Kid could tell that Soul's face expressed some concern and another emotion that Kid couldn't place.
"You have ten seconds!" Sid shouted.
And with that, the exam was over. The students all turned in their papers and left the classroom, eager to get out after being trapped with the test. Soul turned in his papers and got his clothes from Sid, then looked back up to his seat.
Hmmm, Kid still hasn't moved. Perhaps I should go check on him and make sure he's okay.
Soul made his way back to where Kid was still lying motionless on the ground.
"Hey, Kid." Soul said. "Kid," he repeated, tapping him with his foot. Soul set his clothes down on the desk and squatted down next to Kid. "Kid?" No response. Soul placed his hand on the side of Kid's face, trying to wake him.
I can feel his hand on my face...it's so warm and tender and soft...
Soul gave Kid a hard smack on the face, and with that he jumped up.
"What the hell was that for, ass?" Kid exclaimed, jumping to his feet.
"Yeah, glad you're okay," Soul said, standing up. He reached for his clothes and began to slide them back on. Soul's wild emotions had been with him ever since he had first met Kid and looked into his golden eyes, and after so many encounters with the young Meister, Soul was a master at keeping his cool, even when he was almost completely naked in front of him.
Kid rubbed his face, trying to hide the tinge of pink that flushed through his face. He looked up at Soul, who was adjusting his boxers underneath his pants. "Well, uh… Did you do well on the exam?" Kid asked, stupidly.
"Ha, weren't you paying attention to what happened?" Soul joked.
Of course I was…
"I only answered a few of them, but I don't really care. I'm not the one turning anyone else into a death scythe. I know Maka got a perfect score," he said, looking down at Maka and his friends who were leaving.
"Soul, Kid, c'mon!" she yelled up at them, waving.
"We better go," Soul said, reaching down to help Kid up, who again blushed at the sensation of Soul's warm hands on his body.
"Thank you, Soul," he said blankly, following his friend down the stairs.
Was it just me or was Kid…blushing? Soul thought to himself as he and his friend walked to catch up with the group. They met up with them outside of the classroom. "So, the exam's over, what are we gonna do now? It is Friday," Soul said, putting his arms behind his head and grinning.
"Well, Liz, Patty, Tsubaki and I were going to have a spa night over at our place," Maka said, smiling. "You can join us if you like!"
"I'll have to pass on that one. Black Star, what about you?"
"The Great Black Star has no time for playing! I must surpass God!" he yelled, pointing towards the sky. "So, I'll be training."
Soul sighed, throwing his hands down, "It's Friday and no one wants to hang out? That's so uncool."
"Ahem," Kid said, getting Soul's attention. "As appealing as that spa night sounds, I can hang out with you."
His eyes…he's caught me...
Soul quickly regained his composure. "Way to come to the rescue, Kid."
"Well, I guess I'll see you later on tonight then, Soul," Maka said, heading off with the girls, "That is unless you two decide on having a slumber party or something," she said, grinning evilly.
Soul glared at his Meister, then turned away, hoping to hide his slightly flushed face.
"Guess that settles it, see you guys tomorrow then, YAHOO!" Black Star yelled, running off to train.
"Well, Soul, what do you want to do?" Kid asked, walking up beside Soul. "If you don't have any ideas, I know of somewhere we can go."
"Wherever you wanna go, I'm game," Soul said, walking with Kid to the front entrance of the school.
"Well, then, how about some lunch?"
"Sure, I'd love to." Soul said, smiling.
Kid's heart leapt in his chest. Yes, a date! Sort of...
"So long as you're paying of course," he grinned.
"Oh, well, sure. I don't mind." Kid replied. Soul smiled at him and patted his shoulder, his red eyes radiating some type of majestic warmth that only Kid could feel.
"That was great, Kid. How did you even know this place existed?" Soul asked, patting his stomach as he leaned back after a fulfilling meal.
"Well, when your father can see everything in the city, you find some interesting sites," Kid said, drinking the last of his soda before gazing up at a very content Soul.
"Well, what do you want to do now?"
Kid shrugged his shoulders, not sure what to say. He desperately wanted to find a way to keep Soul around. "Well, I have some video games back at my mansion, if you want to play," Kid said, leaving the money on the table as the two got up to go.
"No way, you play video games?" Soul asked in disbelief.
"Yeah, sometimes," Kid said, smiling.
Soul put his arm around Kid, "Kid, you do know that you just got a thousand times cooler, right?" he said, smiling his big, toothy grin.
Kid smiled and blushed, and the two made their way back to Kid's mansion.
"I don't believe it, Maka, you're lying." Liz said, painting her nails as the girls sat in a circle in Maka's living room.
"Believe it, Liz. C'mon, how could you guys not have noticed?" Maka replied.
"I mean, it does kind of make sense. It would explain some of Soul's behavior, but what makes you so positive?" Tsubaki asked.
"Well, living with Soul, you get a few perks. You get his irrational attitude, his messy habits, and," she grinned, "his diary."
"No way! Soul keeps a diary? How adorable is that?" Liz said, squealing. "What's it say, what's it say!"
Maka grinned, "I got it for him a while ago, but I only noticed him starting to use it recently. And so about a week ago, I decided to take a look at what he had been writing. It spills everything."
"Lemme see!" Liz said, folding her hands and begging Maka, "Please!"
"I'm not just going to let you see his personal diary," Maka replied.
"But you already snooped in it yourself!"
"Yeah, but trust me, it's only about one thing: Kid. You won't find anything but him blathering on about Kid in there."
"Damn controller!" Kid yelled as he lost another round against his friend.
"Of course, blame the controller," Soul said grinning. "And here I thought you were actually some kind of hardcore gamer."
"It's not my fault the controllers aren't symmetrical. If they were," he glanced over at Soul with a sly grin, "you'd be a goner by now!"
"Ha, is that so?" Soul asked, grinning back. "Well, why don't we nix the controllers and settle this for real, then?"
Kid put down his controller, "What do you mean?"
"I mean, like this!" Soul said, jumping towards Kid and tackling him onto the floor.
Soul pulled Kid off of the couch and onto the floor, pinning him down. Kid tried to break free, but Soul was too strong. With a quick jerk, he managed to roll over onto his side, but Soul quickly pushed him down, causing the young Reaper to sigh softly as Soul's strong hands slid over his body, grabbing him and flipping him onto his back. Soul grabbed the young Reaper's wrists, holding him down.
"You gonna give up yet?" Soul asked, smirking devilishly.
"Never," was his reply: Kid pushed his knees into Soul's stomach with just enough force to push him off. But just when Kid had regained the upper hand, the two had once again switched positions, neither one able to overcome the other.
The two romped around on the floor, one trying to get an edge over the other, but neither one really wanted to win; they just wanted to prolong the wrestling, which soon ended as neither would admit defeat nor claim victory.
"Tie," they both said simultaneously, reaching to shake each other's hand; but, when Soul grabbed hold of Kid's hand, he pulled him over and pinned him onto his lap, grabbing his arms and hold him still.
"Ha, I win!" Soul said triumphantly, looking down at Kid, who grinned and nodded.
I could beat Soul hands down in any fight; but right now, I don't mind losing.
"Fine, you win," he said as Soul released his grip. Kid, after hesitating a moment, sat up and took his place next to Soul, who had hoisted himself up onto the couch.
"Well, now that we've settled that, what do you want to do?"
"Hmm, how about a movie? I've got plenty, so you can pick one out," Kid said, pointing to the shelves underneath the T.V. Soul nodded and got up, looking through the DVDs, until finally he came across one that he had to watch.
"No way, you've got the new Blue! Awesome! Let's watch this one!" Soul said, handing Kid the DVD. "I'm going to run to the bathroom real quick, so set it up and wait for me, okay?"
Kid nodded, taking the case and standing up. Soul walked out of the living room and turned down the hallway. "Other way, Soul," Kid shouted.
"Yeah, I knew that," he said, walking past in the other direction. Kid smiled and laughed to himself, putting in the disc. He ran to the kitchen and grabbed a couple of drinks and some snacks, then went back and set them on the coffee table in front of his sofa.
This evening is going very well; I never knew that someone like Soul could be so…intimate; if you could call wrestling intimate, I guess. Perhaps I will finally muster up the courage to talk to him tonight?
Soul walked in and sat down next to Kid on the couch, "All right, let's get this started!"
Kid smiled, pressing the play button on the remote. We shall see...
"I wonder what Soul and Kid are up to," Maka said. "It's getting late, you think one of them would've called by now." She looked at the clock on the wall: midnight.
"Ah, it's no big deal. Maybe they decided to have that slumber party after all!" Liz said, jokingly, getting a giggle out of her little sister.
It was then that Maka got a text message from Soul, and upon reading it, she let out a high pitched squeal. "That's exactly what they're doing! Look and see!" she said, holding up her phone so that the crowd of women could see.
Staying over at kid's tonight, we're watching some movies, won't be done for a couple hours, c ya tomorrow.
"How adorable!" The girls screamed in unison, imagining all of what could happen at Kid's mansion tonight.
"Well, you know that Patty and I won't be able to head back until tomorrow, right? We don't want to disturb them," she said, grinning evilly. "We should have our own slumber party here, what do you say girls?" They all nodded, looking at Maka.
"If it means having Kid and Soul hook up tonight?" Maka said, pausing, "Absolutely!"
Maka typed out a response on her phone: Ok, sounds good. We're having our own slumber party here ;) Tell Kid that Liz and Patty will be back tomorrow.
The girls shared one last group squeal before returning to their pampering.
"I just hope everything goes okay," Maka said, unsettling the mood. The others felt the gravity of the situation, and nodded.
Soul was sucked into the movie—one that he had wanted to see for a while now—and sat sprawled out on the couch next to Kid, who was slowly beginning to nod off. The movie continued as the night deepened, until the clock in the hall struck two.
I'll just close my eyes and listen until the movie is done, Kid thought; but as soon as he closed his eyes, sleep took hold of him. His body went limp, and he leaned over and fell directly into Soul's lap, who was startled by the sudden movement. He looked down at Kid, who was fast asleep. Soul stared at the young reaper. He relaxed his body, and let Kid sleep as he turned down the volume some and finished the movie.
The clock in the hallway let out two small chimes, noting the half hour. The final scene of the movie ended, and the credits began, accompanied by rock music. Kid opened his eyes slowly, and looked up at Soul, who was fiddling with the remote in the dark, trying to stop the movie. Kid reached up and grabbed the remote from Soul, chuckling, "It's this button," he said, stopping the film. Kid sat up, rubbing his shoulder. "Damn, my arm is numb," he said, looking at Soul. "Why didn't you wake me up? I didn't mean to fall on you."
"I didn't want to wake you up; and besides, you're really tired," Soul said, adjusting his stiff legs as he folded them and sat next to Kid, who reached over and flicked a switch, turning on the lamps on either side of the couch. "So, what now? Did you want to go to sleep?"
"I don't know; is there something else you wanted to do?"
Soul shrugged, "I'm not too tired yet." He looked at Kid, who was rubbing his eyes sleepily.
How cute… Soul thought, not even trying to ignore his feelings any longer. I've finally figured it all out, now all I have to do is make it happen.
"Hey, Kid, I'm going to go change real quick, I'll be right back," Soul said, getting up and grabbing his backpack and going to the bathroom.
Kid sat on the couch, staring at the blue screen of the T.V. Now what? I've finally got him where I want him, and now I just have to make something happen. Kid thought for a moment, I've got it!
Soul walked back in and laid his backpack down on the floor next to the couch. Kid looked at him and felt his face flushing. Soul was wearing a black tank top, outlining his physique, and loose black pajama pants adorned with bones and skulls. He had removed his headband, and his hair hung slightly in front of his face, with his red eyes still piercing out at him, still radiating warmth. "Hey, Soul," Kid said, trying to calm himself down and have his face return to normal, "will you play the piano for me?"
Soul was surprised, not expecting Kid to make that request. How am I supposed to say no to him? Soul smiled and nodded. Kid stood up and led him down the hallway to a room with a large, shining piano at the center. Soul walked over and sat down at the bench and opened the cover, revealing the gleaming white keys. He smiled and cracked his fingers, and began to play. Music filled the air, and drifted throughout the large house, reverberating off the walls. Kid marveled at Soul's playing, his fingers drifting effortlessly across the keys, producing, as if by magic, a melody that sent chills up Kid's spine while at the same time warming his heart. Kid watched as Soul brought down the tempo, his fingers pressing lighter and lighter on the keys until the song reached its soothing, peaceful end.
"Soul, that was absolutely beautiful. Did you write this?" Kid asked. Soul nodded, closing the cover over the keys gently. "What do you call it?"
"Promise you won't laugh when I tell you, okay?"
"Of course," Kid asked, confused.
"It's The Soul Song," he said, standing up, his cheeks a light pink.
"Oh, you named it after yourself?" Kid asked, trying not to smile.
"No," Soul said, turning towards Kid. "It's the song of my soul," he said. Kid looked at his friend, and then thought about it: The song was full of ups and downs, dramatic, even dark, melodies combined with light and happy ones. The song was complex, just like Soul, and full of confusion, pain, beauty, and peace.
"Wow, Soul…" Kid said, stepping towards his friend. Kid put his hand on Soul's shoulder, "Your soul is quite beautiful," he said, smiling into his friends warm eyes. And then, Kid saw something that he thought he would never see: a solitary tear rolled down Soul's face, dropping off of his chin. "Soul…" Kid said, sighing as he did. Soul leaned forward onto Kid's chest, and began to cry. Kid, wrapping his arms around Soul, pulled him in close, who responded by putting his arms around Kid and pulling himself deep into the young Reaper's clothes.
"I've never…played that song…for anyone," Soul said between silent sobs. "When I first wrote this song, it made me cry like this, and I vowed never to play again, but…how could I have said no to you?" Soul looked up at Kid, tears in his eyes, and embraced him, burying his face in the crook of Kid's neck. Soul cried for several minutes, letting out all of his pain and sorrow, all of his worry and doubt, until nothing remained, all the while wrapped in Kid's soothing hold. The two boys held each other the entire time, not moving. Kid pulled away first, holding Soul's shoulders and lifting him up.
"Soul, go wait for me in the living room, I'll be right there, okay?"
Soul was confused, but nodded and began to walk back to the living room, while Kid ran off to his room, grabbing the blankets and pillows and bringing them downstairs. He brought them into the living room and sat down on the couch, covering them both with the blanket.
"What are you doing, Kid?" Soul asked as Kid arranged the blankets and pillows on the couch.
"I want to talk to you, Soul. I want to know what's bothering you," Kid said, looking directly at Soul with a firm face and sitting down next to him. Soul looked surprised. "Soul, I know that you've been hiding something, I can see through that cool-guy act that you've kept up. Now," he said, putting his hand on Soul's knee, "I want you to tell me what's wrong."
Soul looked at him and sighed, sinking into the sofa. He took a deep breath and steadied himself, and then looked at Kid. "The truth is...I've felt so alone for so long. I mean, I have Maka at home, and you guys at school, but no matter how many times I'm with you all and remind myself that I'm not really alone, I can't help but feel that…it's a lie. I've always felt alone and…different." He paused, looking away. "Kid, can you keep a secret?"
Kid's heart was beating incredibly fast, "Of course, Soul."
"Good, because…I just want you to know that…I'm…gay," he said, sealing his eyes shut, not sure how Kid would react. He slowly opened his eyes and looked at Kid, whose face was somewhat in shock. "Look, please don't freak out, I mean…" Soul's voice was cut off when Kid put his arms around him.
"Why would I freak out?" Kid asked, squeezing Soul tighter, "I'm exactly the same. I just didn't expect you to actually tell me."
"You mean, you're gay, too?" Soul asked, grabbing Kid's shoulders and gently lifting him up.
Kid nodded. Soul brought Kid in and pulled him into his chest, hugging him tightly. "Kid, does this mean…"
"You're not alone anymore, Soul. I'm here. I'll always be here," Kid said, burying himself in the warmth of his friend. He felt a tear drop land on his head, and looked up to see Soul crying and smiling. Soul ran his hand over Kid's dark black hair, leaning back slowly on the pillows that Kid had brought down. He pulled Kid into a warm embrace one more, wrapping them in the blankets.
"Thank you, Kid. This is exactly what I needed." Soul lifted Kid up and kissed him passionately on the lips, as Kid ran his hand across Soul's face and down his side. The two pulled apart, gasping for air, and Kid collapsed into his lover. "I love you, Kid. I finally figured it out. And now I know that I love you."
Kid smiled and nuzzled into Soul's chest, "I love you, too, Soul."
Soul's eyes slowly crept open, the surroundings becoming sharper and clearer.
Where am I?
Suddenly, the events of last night flooded back to his mind. He smiled, and reached for Kid, who he assumed was still right next to him, but wasn't. He sat up and looked around, nervously.
"Kid?"
"I'm in the kitchen, Soul, calm down," Kid said jokingly. Soul got up and cracked his spine, stretching and groaning. Just then, Kid walked in with two steaming cups of coffee wearing a black t-shirt and boxers, making Soul blush. "It's not too sweet, and I have cream if you want it," he said, handing one of the cups to Soul.
"Thanks, Kid, this should be fine," he said, taking a sip of the piping hot beverage. "So, last night…really happened? It wasn't just a dream?"
Kid leaned over and kissed Soul lightly on the cheek, answering his question. "And I won't tell anyone about it, either, just like I promised," Kid said, sipping his drink slowly.
"Actually, I think we should come out together," Soul said, relaxed. Kid nearly choked on a mouthful of coffee. Soul turned towards him, "Something tells me that you don't think that would be a good idea."
"I don't know how my father will react. That's what I'm most worried about. I'm supposed to be his heir, the next Grim Reaper. Telling him I'm gay might spoil that," he said, looking at Soul. "But Soul," he continued, grasping his lover's hand, "I want everyone to know, so badly. I'm tired of hiding this. And I feel that, now that I have you—no, now that we have each other, we can be brave and tell everyone."
Soul pulled Kid in close, wrapping his free arm around the young Reaper, and pressed his lips against Kid's in a heated kiss. "No matter what everyone thinks, we'll still have each other," Soul whispered into his lover's ear.
Suddenly, they heard the front door fling open, and the sound of footsteps coming down the hallway.
"Quick; act natural!" Kid said, as the two composed themselves just as Liz, Patty, Tsubaki, and Maka came rushing in.
"Oh, hey everyone, what brings you all here so early in the morning?" Kid asked nervously.
"Early?" Liz said, checking her watch. "It's almost one in the afternoon."
Soul and Kid exchanged shocked glances, and then hesitantly looked back at the girls, who were all grinning evilly.
"You did it, didn't you?" Liz said, smirking perversely.
"What! We did no such thing!" Kid shouted, pulling at the blanket, and also making sure that the girls couldn't see that sometime in the middle of the night, he had removed his shorts and slept in his boxers, and never dressed himself when he woke up. "We just, uh, hung out. That was it; watched a movie, and played some games…" Soul threw his hand over Kid's mouth, hushing him, and drawing a strange look from his female audience.
"Why would we spoil our first date by rushing into sex, ladies? You all should know better than that," Soul said, grinning. He removed his hand from Kid's face, which had flushed a deep crimson. Soul put his arms around Kid and pulled him into his chest. "Surprise," he said, almost laughing; and with that, he pulled Kid in for a deep kiss, as if he was showing off to the rest of the group.
"Okay, we get it!" Liz said.
Kid's face was a bright red when Soul broke the kiss. He reached up to stroke the side of Soul's face, and then turned to look at the others. "Now that you know, please don't tell anyone yet. My father can't know."
"Hey, wait a minute, why are you guys here, anyway? Did you know about this?" Soul asked, sitting up and looking at them. The group nervously looked in different directions, trying to appear innocent.
"Ha, Maka read your diary! Maka read Soul's diary, Maka read Soul's diary!" Patty said, in a sing-song voice.
"You what?" Soul screamed, getting up off the sofa and clenching his fists.
"Hey, calm down, Soul, it's not like there was anything else important in there, anyway. I mean, all that's in there is, 'Dear diary,'" she said, trying to imitate Soul's voice, "'today I noticed for the first time how captivating Kid's eyes are, their deep, burning yellow calling to me, like some type of light,' and 'Dear diary, I feel like I could fall into his eyes and just drown myself and be reborn as someone new,'" she said, breaking out into a laugh. "What a romantic!"
"Why you!" Soul said, his face flushed. I'm so embarrassed… She just had to say all of this right in front of Kid?
Kid got up and wrapped his arms around Soul and kissed him lightly on the cheek, "That's so beautiful Soul; we should read it together."
Soul's face flushed even deeper as he put his arm behind his head. "I mean…if you want to…" This move silenced the laughing flock of females, and they all let out squeals of delight when the two kissed again.
"Hey, Kid…are you in your underwear?" Liz asked, pointing at his now exposed drawers.
Kid let out a short cry, pulling his shirt down as low as it would go. "Ah!" he yelled as he ran upstairs to get dressed.
Soul watched him and sighed, grabbing his bag and following him up the stairs and into Kid's bedroom. Kid was busy hunting for his signature suit when Soul walked in and closed the door gently. He sat his bag down on Kid's bed, and began to undress, slipping out of his shirt and pajama pants. He walked over to Kid and pulled off his shirt, making the young Reaper blush. The two smiled at each other and kissed, pulling their nearly-nude frames into one another. They broke the kiss and began to get dressed.
"Hey, Soul? This is going to sound weird, but can I borrow one of your shirts?"
Soul paused, "Well, I only brought two and my tank top. You can wear the one from yesterday if you want," he said, handing it to Kid, who, after a moment, took it and slid it on. "Why did you want to wear it?" Soul asked, buttoning his pants and sliding on his shirt.
Kid shrugged his shoulders, his face flushed. "I just…wanted to."
Soul smirked, "All right, whatever you want."
Kid ran over and tackled Soul onto the bed, wrapping his arms around his lover and kissing him passionately as they fell onto the bed. "I just can't get enough of you, that's why. You've been right under my nose, and now I finally have you. I just can't stand thinking about being apart from you, so I want to keep this, so I can have your warmth wrapped around me whenever I need it."
Soul smiled, and then started to laugh.
"Hey, why are you laughing Mr. 'I'm going to drown in Kid's eyes'?" Kid said, frustrated.
"No reason, it's just that that was the gayest thing I've ever heard," Soul said, continuing to laugh. He put his hand on his lover's face and smiled, "Of course you can have that shirt. It's my favorite one, and I'd love for you to hold on to it." He pulled Kid into a headlock, laughing once more, and the two wrestled around a bit before gathering their things and heading back downstairs.
Kid and Soul stood hand in hand, Kid wearing Soul's shirt, as a roar of "Adorable!" and "How cute!" swept across their female audience. The two boys blushed a bright red.
Kid turned to Soul and whispered in his ear, "Things are finally looking up, Soul. You and I: we're no longer alone."
