Author's note: Sorry about the lateness. I was thinking of how I should start this. I know now.
Past
Kid's Point of View (For Past)
It was a love filled night. Me and Liz finally shared our feelings about each other. I still can't believe how it came out.
"Kid," Liz whimpered, walking up to me nervously.
"Yes," I answered, looking up from a picture I was drawing.
"Can I talk to you?," I looked at her and nodded. We were at home at the time. I took her in my room. "What is it?," I asked. She didn't say anything. I waited patiently. She looked at me. I looked at her. Suddenly, she kissed me. Lip to lip. She pushed herself away from me and apoligized immediatly.
"I'm sorry, it's just that you're so sexy," she giggled. I shot a look at her. I was confused. Liz doesn't talk that way and she never jumped out at me the way she just did.
"Are you trying to tell me about...your feelings?," I asked. She nodded.
"I love you. Although you get on my nerves half the time...I still do."
"I love you too, Liz. Since I layed eyes on you, I did. Why didn't you tell me?"
"I always thought you liked Maka."
"What gave you that idea?"
"I don't know. You always looked at her with a decent smile and you've been trying to talk to her the best way you could."
"Well, Liz, I was starting to like her, but that was only because I thought you didn't any intrest in me."
"I always felt you had no intrest in me."
"So, now that we know..."
"Does that make us...?"
"I don't know." We looked at each other once more and suddenly started to kiss each other. We brought each other down and things were starting, but then it dawned on me.
"Liz! Stop," I screamed.
"What's wrong?," she asked.
"I'm a reaper..."
"I know that. Is there something wrong with that? Will our differences keep us apart?"
"Oh no, me and my dad are the only reapers in the world. It's just that...if we do this, you'll get pregnant no doubt. It's our way. Once I'm there, those sperm will shoot like Sonic the Hedgehog." (Sonic fan ~.^)
"What if we use-"
"Can't! Forbidden!"
"Whoa..." Liz rolled over, seeming to be embarrased. I plopped back on my bed and sighed a frustrated sigh. What I'd give to lose my virginity...
Present
Third Person (For Present)
"So that's what gave you the whole idea for this...'baby' thing?" asked Stein. "Oh no, we weren't that desperate at the time, but it did send us to thoughts," Kid cleared.
Past
Death... Death the...Guy? No. Death Jr? Hell no...
This was the day I wasn't listenign to you, Stein. I was thinking of how I'd just up the "Death" thing if I did have a child.
Death the...Person? Sure, Kid. Your son/daughter's gonna want to be called "Person"
At this moment, you looked up and asked me, "Are you okay up there, Kid?" I just simply nodded my head.
Death the...Child? God, Kid, you can do better than that. D2? No...
"Kid!" yelled a high pitched voice. I almost thought it was you again, but then again, your voice isn't that high. I turned to my right. It was Black Star. "What's wrong with you?" he asked. "Nothing," I answered.
Death... Death... Death...Thompson?
Present
"So when excactly did this thing with the baby start? I want to know how you 'planned it all out.' I bet you missed many things," Stein interupted. "If I rush this story, you'll never understand," Kid responded.
"If I were you, I'd get to the point. I just want to know what gave you the idea of getting your weapon pregnant. How would your dad feel about that?"
"He'll be fine with it. He already knows of our plan to have this child." Stein's eyes widened.
"What?"
"Yes, I told him everything. He was actually happy. I'm not there yet so I suggest you just listen." Stein had no comment. "Give me a minute," he said. "I need a sub for the class. I can tell this is going to be long." said Stein, walking away with a sweatdrop coming down his head. "It will be, Stein, it will be." Kid whispered.
Future
Deth's point of view (For future)
I, Deth, daughter of Death the Kid and Elizabeth Thompson, wasn't in the academy like my father. The DWMA scared me. It was symmetrical, but that's not what bothered me. It was the inside. The students. The teachers. Everyone. I was disturbed by them.
I guess you would call me a female Crona. I look a lot like him. I had my mother's eyes and my father's shape. I'm awfully skinny and I wear a black dress. My hair is actually a dark brown with white stripes going the same distance as my father's stripes. I would've been symmetrical if they weren't there, but my father said the stripes are quite useful. I don't see how.
My dad spent his time in the academy and my mother searched for ways to make me smile, mostly by trying to get me a boyfriend. They told me of their story. They always brag of how prepared they were for my arrival, but I don't think they were ready for this...
Present
Stein came back. Spirit was his sub. He was in his chair.
"Alright, continue," he ordered. Kid nodded.
"After school, I took a walk around the city. I didn't realize what I wanted then..."
Past
There seemed to be...babies everywhere. In strollers, taking walks with their parents, even in progress. It was bothering me extremely. Sweat started coming to my head. I never seen this many babies at a time. Then I finally realized that...there were only three babies around. One in a stroller, on taking a walk and one in progress. I was embarrased.
At that moment, I felt a tug at my pants. I looked down and seen the walking baby. It looked at me with its big green eyes and a binki in its mouth. Its legs were short and chubby and its arms were the same. Its hands had to be the cutest. They were like little rubber balls with tiny stubbs on them. I never felt so soft in my life, yet, I smiled at the infant. I...actually had the audacity to pat its head.
Its mother, I assumed, snatched it up and smiled at me nervously. "I'm sorry, is she bothering you?" she asked. She. That term rung my ear for some odd reason. Hard it did. "No. She's...cute." I whimpered. I felt 20 years older talking to her like this. The woman walked away, playing with her child. I sighed sadly. "I wonder what it's like to have a child," I thought. I went home to my dear Liz and Patty.
"Hey, Kid," Liz sighed sadly.
"What's the matter?" I asked with high concern.
"Nothing..." she sighed. I walked up to her.
"Liz?" I whispered to her.
"Kid...do you think we could..." Liz whimpered.
"What? Finish," I encouraged.
"A baby..."
"Baby!" Patty cheered, butting in the conversation.
"Patty, could you please leave the room? Me and Liz are having a serious conversation." I asked. Patty sadly walked out the room.
"What are you saying, Liz? You want a child?" I asked.
"Yes. Ever since the subject came up, I can't get it out of my mind."
"So I'm not alone. But if you want to have a kid with me, we have to think about it. This will be no ordanary child."
"I know. It'll be a reaper..." At that moment, Liz and I looked at each other with enlightened eyes.
"You must be thinking the same thing I am."
"I am..."
Author's note: I'm stopping there. Review. Please. (I'm a boring person. Sorry.)
