Author's Note:
Yay! I've already got 7 reviews! SEVEN! HAPPINESS! Thank you animazing23, for reviewing again! Haha, well, the fight over Death the Kid is ON! BRING IT! MWAHAHAHAHAHAHA- *is beat over head with stick by Joelle* Oh well, seems like I'm unconscious now, so our fight will have to wait. Guess you'll just have to put up with another Kid fangirling chapter, haha. Hope you all enjoy this chapter! Itadakimasu!
Disclaimer:
People, it says right there DIS-claimer. Dis- as in I NO OWN! Only my ideas and OC's are mine, kay? Chill, you freaky lawyers… *is beat over head with stick by 'freaky lawyers'* NOT AGAIN!
Chapter Three: I'm…WEARING WHAT?
Uh-oh…
I just spilled the beans…
About a BIG part of the show…
And now Death looked seriously scary…
CRAP!
"Did you just say…Arachne…is resurrecting?" he asked, a threatening edge to his now deep tone.
At the sound of his now frightening voice, I instantly shrank back into Kid and started shivering.
"H-hai…" I stuttered, completely freaked out about his new actions.
Kid wrapped his arms around me, holding me tighter to his chest, trying to send me what little comfort he could.
"Father…" said Kid, a warning edge in his tone.
After hearing his son, Death immediately shook his head, as if to clear his mind of any dark thoughts, and looked back at me.
"Sorry, Sara. It's just the person you're talking about…was a great foe…" said Death, already back to normal.
Sighing in relief, I relaxed in Kid's arms, though he didn't let go…much to my enjoyment.
This did not go unnoticed by Joelle, but she acted like she didn't see it. Probably gonna use it for black-mail later. If she even dared to, there would be war…
"That's okay, Lord Death. I understand. It was my bad, a slip of the tongue…hehe… But, what I said is the truth. She will be resurrected. I can't tell you anymore than that, or this whole story could go haywire…I'm sure you understand?" I half said, half asked, scared that he'd get angry again.
Death just nodded, seemingly calmer than before. He seemed to feel guilty about scaring me, but after hearing he was forgiven, he livened up a little more.
"Hm…that is big news. Should I start investigating this, Lord Death?" asked Stein, still completely calm after all the news just given.
"Ooh, yes, yes. That would be very good!" said Death, now completely back to his goofy self.
"Um…just a hint…look for places where spider-like black spots have been seen…um…hallucinations…yeah…that's about all I can do, but I hope it helped!" I said, smiling goofily. The events of the day were wearing me out, and I was getting little loopy, as I'm sure everyone could tell.
Stein just smiled at me, slightly, and thanked me for the information, before heading out of the room, along with Marie.
Spirit lingered a little longer, trying, and failing pretty badly might I add, to get Maka to hug him goodbye.
Throughout the small ordeal, I giggled, making Kid chuckle slightly behind me. I've been told my laugh is infectious, though it was from the hobo that lived in the big, loopy slide from the park, so I have no idea if that statement is valid or not. In fact, that hobo has never seen me laugh before…creeper.
After Spirit's last failing attempt, he left, looking like a kicked puppy, though no one held any sympathy for him save Tsubaki, the kind hearted girl she was. He deserved it, in my opinion, but I also thought he should get a second chance with his daughter…
Oh well, that's none of my business. Best not to butt into other people's problems uninvited. That's just rude, in my opinion. Let people work things out for themselves, unless they ask you for advice first. That's only the polite thing to do. Not that I followed that rule all the time, when it came to my close friends, but oh well. It was close enough…
Man, I'm so tired I'm rambling on about politeness…
After Spirit left, Black Star and Tsubaki soon followed, saying they were tired and needed rest. Actually, it was more like Tsubaki said that, and dragged a reluctant Black Star behind her, as he wailed and complained the whole way down that he wasn't tired and he wanted to stay. Something about "A BIG MAN LIKE ME HAS TO STAY AND WATCH!" or something along those lines. No one was really paying attention to them.
Either way, he was dragged out, and silence reigned around us.
The silence was making me sleepy, especially since Kid's warm arms were wrapped securely around me.
Yawning, I leaned into him more, snuggling myself even deeper into his embrace. I smiled slightly, a sweet, fuzzy feeling appearing in the pit of my stomach. It felt nice…
Death seemed to notice my fatigue, and offered for us to stay in his mansion.
"Father, not that I mind, but we only have one guest room, and its extremely small." he started, mumbling under his breath something that sounded like, "…not to mention unsymmetrical…" before continuing on. "It couldn't hold up to more than one person, so only one of them could stay with us…".
"Um…we have a pull-out couch in the living room, so one of you could stay there if you wanted to. Blaire will just have to stay in her cat form and sleep on the floor…" offered Maka, smirking slightly at her last statement.
I giggled again, partly from sleep, but also from the image in my head of a crudely drawn cartoon Maka looking sadistically happy as she kicks poor kitty Blaire out of the house…wow, my day-dreams look like crap when I'm sleepy.
Joelle looked over at me, nervously searching my face for any of the signs.
'Signs', you ask? Oh, they're nothing much. It's just that I tend to lose all reason once I get to a certain point of sleepiness.
Sign one: giggling at nothing.
Sign two: talking absolute nonsense.
Third, and final, sign: losing all sense of reason and becoming an insane kiss-fiend.
Yes, I said 'kiss-fiend'. Just let me explain.
I've only heard about it once, but Joelle and Bethany (my other childhood friend who is like a sister to me) swear on their life, their souls, and their laptops, that one of the nights that we were sleeping over at Bethany's house, I went on a total rampage and kissed her dogs, her cats, her pet goldfish named Mr. Pirate, her iguana, her two hamsters, her three rabbits, (she has a thing for animals, okay?) and her little chipmunk named Nutters.
Apparently, the only reason I hadn't kissed Joelle and Bethany, was because they ran and hid behind the couch, just waiting until for me to pass out, like the UNFAITHFUL FRIENDS THEY ARE! They didn't even TRY to stop me! Nooooooooooooo, they just let me make a fool of myself, only interested in saving their own sorry butts!
Ugh, okay, rant over, back to the point. Joelle was watching me warily because of one more thing. Not just because of the 'kiss-fiend' I become. No, I did something much worse in their opinion.
When I grow tired enough, I start to mumble all of my, and my friend's, deepest, darkest secrets…out-loud. Embarrassing, painful, and shocking secrets…
Nah, not really, we didn't have any of those secrets. The only secrets we had were the fact that we took coins from the change dispensers on soda machines.
That, and who we liked.
That was the only big thing that I could let slip, so Joelle was watching me just to make sure that I didn't do just that, and spill the beans about her having a crush on *ahem* Soul *cough*…
Joelle, seeming to sense how tired I was, quickly announced that she'd take the couch at Maka and Soul's place.
With a quick parting, and an even quicker wave of her hand, she launched out of the room, towing both Soul and Maka behind her.
I just laughed, before turning back to Death.
"Would you mind if I stayed with y'all in your mansion? Not that I think it really makes much of a difference, seeing as how Joelle's probably already at their house by now…" I said, chuckling slightly as I thought of Joelle and her insane speed.
Death chuckled also, as did Kid, Liz, and Patty.
"Well, I don't mind! I think it'd be nice to have another girl around! I have to deal with Kid waaaaaay too much to be healthy, but Patty doesn't seem to mind at all… It'd be REALLY nice to have another sane person around. Oh, I don't think I can handle anymore of the insanity!" said Liz, who was practically begging me to stay.
Patty just nodded her head enthusiastically, saying how she also thought it'd be nice to have another friend over.
Needless to say, when she said the word 'friend', I immediately brightened up, and to show them, I got out of Kid's grasp, and ran over to them, throwing my arms around them as I let out an excited squeal.
"Yay! You called me a 'friend'! You have now idea how happy that makes me! I'd be delighted to stay with you all! Ya- Forgot, pain…" I chirped happily, up until that last part which I whispered. My movement had caught up with my brain, and pain shot down my spine as I blacked out, falling limply to the ground.
(TIME SKIP!)
Mm…oh, this is so comfortable…I don't remember my bed being this soft- IS THIS SILK? No way I have anything this nice for my room! What's going on?
I opened my eyes slowly, carefully taking in all my surroundings.
Okay, there was a beige dresser in the corner to the far left of me, and a full-length mirror in the far right corner. On my right was a door which I had no clue where it led to…I'll get back to that one later… There was another door to my left, which was slightly ajar, so I could see the piles of clothes inside. Well, this was obviously not Kid's room, seeing as it was completely unsymmetrical, but the fact that the closet was full of tanks and skinny jeans, not to mention bras and panties, was a bit more of a hint.
I felt something shift beside me, and then a warm breath of air wafted over me, so ever so slowly, I turned my head to see…
The sleeping form of Liz curled up in my side.
Puzzled, I turned my head to the left, only to see Patty curled up, exactly like Liz, in my side.
Awwww! They look so kawaii! Sleeping so soundly like that! I felt like I was their onee-chan!
Quietly, I reached my hand up to move a stray strand of hair from Liz's face. The motion must have woken her, because the second my hand touched her forehead, her eyes shot open.
"Sara…you're awake?" she asked, sleep thickening her voice, though she whispered.
Rolling my eyes playfully and smirking, I sarcastically said, "No, I taught myself to lift other peoples hair out of their faces in my sleep. It comes in real handy-" and the rest of my sentence was cut off, as was my air, by a pillow being pushed on my face, smothering me.
"Mm…not so loud…still sleepy…" said Patty, who had woken up at hearing our voices. Liz quickly got Patty and the pillow off of me, making Patty grumble at her.
I gasped for air dramatically, pretended to thrash around as if I were having some sort of spasms, then I jolted out of the bed, and went limp.
I waited approximately three seconds before Liz and Patty were both leaning over me, clapping their hands together at my act.
"Wow, very nice. You fit right in here." said Liz, who smiled at me.
Patty stared at me with wide eyes, completely enthralled by my acting, while shouting in glee, "Wow, wow, WOW! That was SO awesome! You went ACK! and then CRASH! and then-"
"And then I went WHOOSH-BANG! right?" I interrupted, smiling from my place on the floor.
Patty's eyes just got wider as she nodded her head at lightening speed, completely mystified by my 'mind-reading powers' as she liked to call it.
After a few giggles shared between us, we finally decided it was time to get dressed and head out for some breakfast.
Thankfully, Liz and Patty let me borrow some of their clothes, until I could go out and buy my own.
We spent about thirty minutes just picking out my outfit, which they enjoyed thoroughly at my expense, before we finally made it out into the hallway.
Turns out that the door I had seen on my right was the door to the hallway, though I should have probably known that anyway, considering there was no other door in the room besides the closet one.
Anyway, what I ended up wearing will probably scar me, and everyone else who sees it, for the rest of our lives.
I was wearing a strip of black fabric to cover my chest, which tied in the back, and soft, cotton fabric black jacket which hugged my arms and fanned out at my wrists. The jacket's strings were tied together across my collar bone with a little Lord Death type skull on it. The jacket, even though tied close together up top, drifted far apart, so it didn't cover my front at all, leaving my exposed belly, well, exposed.
My jean capri pants were black (can you see a pattern here?) and form fitting, and low-riding, so you could clearly see all my curves. The jeans had two little chains that ran criss-cross through the belt loops, with little skulls hanging on them. I was wearing simple black sandals for my feet, with little skulls on the straps.
All in all, I have to say that they did a good job. Not only did it compliment my dark brown hair, making it look like a deeper, dark chocolate brown, but it matched with my pale-ish skin nicely. It didn't make me look like a vampire, but it did make me look kind of Goth, which I liked. Goth was a style I really liked, because it was so fun to imagine up and draw. All the different kinds of materials, designs, and outfits that could be thought up made me giddy with excitement.
Oh, if only I had my sketchbook…oh well, I'd have more time for that later, time to get back to the point.
I liked the style, but on me, I got extremely embarrassed and self-conscious.
Somehow they convinced me to actually, physically, go outside, joking how all the guys would fawn over me once they got a look at me.
Still joking, we made our way out of the hallway and into the kitchen, and I noticed that Kid was sitting down, trying to get all his bacon to line up perfectly. Liz and Patty noticed him, and pushed me forward, shouting, "KID LOOK AT HOW HOT SARA IS!".
Kid looked up at the sudden shout, only to stare at me in open-mouthed shock.
I blushed, completely embarrassed, as I saw how Kid was looking at me.
Smirking, the two she-devils walked forward, swaying their hips cockily, as they both took their places beside me, linking their arms through mine, before spinning me around so that Kid could see every aspect of my outfit.
"Sooo~, what do you think? How does she look?" they asked in unison, which was scaring the crap out of me.
"Uh, um…well…uh…um, sh-she…she, uh…" stuttered Kid, who kept gulping and scratching the side of his head. His cheeks were lighting up more and more with each word he spoke.
Each time his eyes roved over my outfit, chills traveled up and down my spine, making me shiver.
The two sisters just smirked at Kid's reaction, and waved their free arms which weren't linked with mine, over the front of my body, like the way a dealer would show off a brand new car with a wave of his hand.
"Well?" they asked, still in unison.
Still blushing, I looked up at Kid through my eye-lashes, waiting for his answer too. I wanna know what he thinks! He's been staring at me for a good few minutes, so I deserve an answer!
"Well…sh-she…" Kid gulped, before reigning in a calming breath, trying to will his blush away.
Kid regained some calm, but his blush was still prominent. Stuttering only slightly, he said, "I-I think she looks…"
Author's Note:
Mwahahahahaha! Cliffie! I AM SO MANIACALLY EVIL! Review! Please! I also wish to thank DeadlySereneGrace, Akira, and Mid for reviewing! By the time I finished this chapter, I saw that y'all all reviewed, so THANK YOU! ARIGATOU! YOU ARE SUPER-SPECIAL-AWESOME! Now please, review again! I hope you all do!
To Mid, I wish Kid was real also…I woke up to the sounds of gunshots(from the tv movie I was watching) and the first thing I thought was 'DEATH THE KID IS HERE!' before my mom hit me on the head and told me I had to go take a shower…
To DeadlySereneGrace, OH MY GOSH, I LOVE KID TOO! XD
To Akira, Thank you for reviewing! Your reviews make me so happy! Considering you are my friend Joelle…hehehehehe~
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