Dear Diary,

Sorry for the unexpected stop last time, but now it means I just have double to catch up on. Today is the fifteenth, and it's a Tuesday. I'm sitting in my room, its nine o'clock at night, and Yang is asleep. I'm keeping the light dim, and I'll be sure to watch for grammar or spelling mistakes, but don't count on me catching them all. Its firetruckin' dark in the girls dormitory.

But back to our story, BEGINNING WITH THE EXACT SAME SENTENCE! :D

Then he (Kid) did something I don't think either of us expected. He turned to me and grabbed the sides of my face.

This guy was way too good an actor.

My eyes widened.

The next thing I knew, my lips were pressed against his.

After a moment's hesitation (You can't seriously blame me), I kissed him back, my hands on his chest. I knew it was only about five seconds long, and it felt like that, but it also felt like that kiss lasted an eternity. Kid still pulled away too soon for my liking.

I was dizzy, then. I wasn't really focused, so I simply concentrated on being able to see straight again.

Wow, talk about a hot Valentine's Day.

…never mind, that just sounded wrong.

Everyone's jaw was dropped, and I mean EVERYONES. Even I could tell this was way out of character for Kid. Kid straightened out the front of his jacket nervously, his face an adorable shade of dark red. Even now I can remember it. "Is that proof enough for you?" Kid asked the Professor sharply.

It was silent, then Stein-Sensei said, "From the way your souls are shaking, I'll believe you. Kid, go sit down."

Kid quickly complied, and I could see that his weapons, Liz-san and Patti-san, were quietly grilling him on the whole story, while Kid sat up straight and tried to remain a gentleman, even with his face even redder than I thought it could physically get. That boy just defied limits, didn't he? Loser.

But he was perfect.

Stein-sensei turned to me and Yang. "You two are partners?"

"Yep," I said. Yang transformed in my hands, turning into a M-40A3 standard military form. "Need a demonstration?"

"Please go ahead," Stein-sensei said with a smirk.

First target I saw? That annoying blue haired kid from earlier. I aimed and fired. "Perfect shot!" I yelled when my wavelength bullet hit him square in the forehead, knocking him over backwards.

"Black*Star!" The black haired girl from before yelled, standing over the annoying kid.

The rest of the class gave me a standing ovation, complete with cheering, whooping, and whistling. I think I just won the game.

Crap, now I lost the game.

Anyhow!

Kid smiled from his seat. I grinned back at him. At least I got his approval.

Stein-sensei also clapped for me. "I won't even study you because of that great performance," he said, chuckling. "You may take the two empty seats on the left side of the classroom, first row. Yang turned back into human form, and we walked to our new seats, ignoring the muffled cursing from the blue haired kid, apparently called Black*Star.

No, I have no respect for him. :)

Class just dragged by. I didn't pay attention, I didn't care. I simply laid my head on the desk, on top of my arms. My mind was dragged back to the same subject over and over again.

Kid had to have been acting, but that just felt too real for me to believe it. I knew it was more of a forced relationship than anything, but I could not believe that neither of us really cared for the other. There had to have been some sort of feeling.

This had to have been the longest day of my life.

When class let out, Yang and I stayed in the classroom until everyone else had left, to avoid the stampede. We left after everyone else had left.

Kid and his partners were waiting for us outside the classroom. He smiled gently at me, and I smiled back at him. "Hope the crazy professor didn't scare you too much," Kid said.

"Oh please, I've seen worse kiishin eggs," I said, swatting the thought away like a fly.

Kid nodded. "May I ask you to come over to Gallow's Mansion later tonight, say five? You and Yang, of corse. I think it would be appropriate to invite you two to have dinner with us."

"We'd love to!" I said. "Don't you think so?" I asked Yang.

"It's better than Ramen Noodles," said Yang with a shudder.

"It was cheap!" I whined. Kid chuckled.

"We'll see you then," Kid said. "Unfortunately, the girls and I have business to take care of, but I'm sure you'll be fine for the rest of the day."

"We got this!" I cheered, throwing a fist in the air.

"If you do need help though," Kid said, "Look for Maka Albarn-chan. She's a good friend of mine. Blonde hair in pigtails, emerald green eyes, can't miss her."

"Got it," Yang said. That girl is a firetruckin' book!

"I await to see you tonight, then," Kid said with a small smile. I couldn't help but notice that all Liz-san had done was smirk at us, while Patti-san danced around, singing something about butterflies and giraffes. Kid took my hand and lifted it up to his lips, giving it a quick kiss. I blushed furiously, while Liz-san's smirk only grew wider.

"Je ne peux pas attendre pour ce soir, ce sera joli, que vous le sachiez," I said shyly, keeping to the mood he was setting. (I can't wait for tonight. It will be pretty, knowing you.)

"J'attends de voir votre beau visage," he replied, releasing my hand and walking off with his girls. (I await to see your lovely face)

"He's way too good an actor," I said to Yang, as we turned and walked off (or in my case, stumbled dizzily) to our next class.

"Actor?" Yang asked.

"Stop speaking my thoughts," I said, too lost in my mind to snap at her.

"Happy Valentine's Day," Yang said jokingly, smiling down at me.

"Yeah," I said quietly.

Luckily for us, we got through the day assez facilement. (Easily) I walked home with Yang. It was a shame I didn't get to meet Maka-san yet, but that would have to be for another day.

Agh, I'll stop talking in French, sorry.

It was three forty nine when we walked into our small dorm room. I sighed, flopping onto my bed. "I'll never leave you again, Bed," I said, cuddling the blanket.

"Well, you have to," Yang said, sitting down on her bed with her dPad (deathPad, courtesy of the iDeath company). "You already accepted that dinner invitation from your, um, fiance."

I was quiet, then I screamed into the bed. "I can't believe I accepted that!" I yelled. "I'm too young to deal with this crap!" I kicked and hit the bed. "THIS IS MADNESS!"

"This is Sparta," Yang said calmly, reading whatever she had now from the dStore.

"What're you reading now?" I asked, pulling my head up to looked at her.

"I'm reading a Japanese manga that you told me to read, Fullmetal Alchemist."

"You realize I didn't finish that?" I said, giving her a halfhearted smile.

"Yeah," she said, looking towards me. "I don't think I will either."

I let my head fall back on the bed. Eventually, I sat up and began writing into you, remember? And then Yang told me we had fifteen minutes before we had to leave... I screamed and jumped up and ran into the bathroom, brushing out my straightened hair, fixing it perfectly, fixing my make up, all the beautiful stuff that I do. Yang just sat on the bed and waited for me. She didn't even wear makeup. And her hair was still in a ponytail.

Fail, Yang, you fail so epically.

I'm sorry, diary, I'll finish this tomorrow, I swear, but I'm so tired. Now its eleven at night, and I need some sleep. I'm really sorry! G'd night, you little book, you!