Fanfic #2
Symmetry. That one word made up his whole life. She never had a shot at getting him. Symmetry was something she didn't possess. It also didn't help that Kid never went anywhere with just her. It was always the three of them, close friends, almost family. But she wanted more. She wanted him.

Liz POV
I sighed. I had never seen Kid have such a major freak out. I mean, I usually got him back on track pretty quickly. But it's been twenty minutes and Kid's still on his knees, whacking his fist on the ground in frustration.
"The bottle said The best dye you can get and the stripes are still there!" he sobbed pitifully.
"Aw, c'mon Kid, it's not so bad. I mean, you've put up with them until now." I said, patting his back. My patience was running low.
He looked up at me, golden eyes watery.
"But... I'm a failure, a disgrace, I'll be disowned."
I clenched my fists.
"Kid, we both know that it's more than that." I hissed. "Tell me what's wrong."
He frowned and started shaking his head. Seeing my expression, he thought better of it and sighed.
"It's just,... I..." he stuttered. "I think I may... have a... a slight crush on someone."
My heart sank so low, it burst through the tiled floor and all the way to the center of the earth where it burst into flames.
"What?" I shrieked.
"Shhhh!" Kid said, shoving his hand on my mouth. "Don't tell anyone."
"Mmph!" I said.
He leaned close enough for me to smell the cologne he wore. I inhaled deeply, relishing the sweet and subtle scent. He removed his hand gently and whispered "I have to be symmetrical, or she won't like me back."
I leaned away, heartbroken, trying to get around the fact that Kid liked someone else.
"How do you know for sure?" I breathed, the lump in my throat blocking out sound.
He shrugged. "She is used to having symmetry around her all the time. Obviously, I have to be symmetrical if she is to like me back. Don't you agree that these," he held up his bangs, scowling," are disgustingly asymmetrical?"
I sighed. Why did he even care about my opinion? I wanted to get out of here so bad.
"I dunno, they don't really bother me." I shrugged, trying to sound nonchalant.
To tell you the truth, I thought they looked great on him.
His eyes widened. "Really Liz?" he frowned. "Hmm..."
I smiled shakily. "Well, don't stress Kid. I'm sure she'll appreciate you for who you are. And if she doesn't, then she's not worth it."
I went to get up off the cold tiles when he grabbed my wrist.
"Wait."
I turned, crouching on the ground.
"Yes?" I asked, my voice cracking.
Kid sighed. The he looked straight at me, golden eyes fierce. He pulled on my arm and I stumbled, falling against his chest. He let go of my wrist and wrapped his arms around me, cradling me against him.
"Kid…" I gasped.
"The girl is you." he whispered in my ear, his breath tickling my neck.
My heat flew up back into my chest and I pulled back, dumbfounded.
"Really?" I asked, tears welling up in my eyes.
He smiled at me (HE SMILED AT ME!) and gently brushed his lips against my cheek.
I blushed a deep red, and mustered enough energy to whisper "You missed."
He gave me a puzzled look. "What?"
I leaned towards him and placed my lips on his soft and warm ones. He sucked in his breath and pulled me closer.
As we sat in the bathroom kissing, the symmetry was ruined.

But symmetrical or not, they were finally together, like they should have been a long time ago.