A/N Here it is, finally. Thanks to everyone who has reviewed or sent me guesses for the final chapter! Keep it up. And please, Read and Review!
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Chapter 3 - An Asymmetrical Valentine
Kid's POV
I had done it. I had created the perfect valentine. It was perfectly symmetrical, of course; a small black heart with three horizontal white stripes cutting through the center of it. I clutched it to my chest. Today, I was going to give the perfect valentine to the most symmetrical girl I knew, Maka Albarn, and ask her to go to the dance with me.
"Maka," I breathed her name quietly, relishing the thought of her perfect symmetry. Her ponytails- directly opposite of each other; her bright, emerald green eyes; her dimples; even her smile pulled the corners of her mouth up at the exact same angle (quite unlike that disgusting, asymmetrical smirk her partner frequently donned).
My musing were cut short my a loud "Hey-o!" coming from the large mirror on the back wall. Dad. I wonder what he wanted.
"Hello, Father," I replied, giving him a quick nod.
"Greetings, salutations, good morning! Have you any big plans for the day, my favorite son?"
I shook my head, "Father, I am your only son."
"Which is why you're my favorite!"
It was strange, to say the least. My father almost never called, and when he did, it was certainly never to ask my about my personal life.
"And to answer your question, I do, as a matter of fact, have big plans for today. I am going to ask Maka Albarn to go to the Valentine's Day Death Dance with me."
The Grim Reaper clapped his hands together excitedly.
"Ho, ho, my son! How excellent. I knew I could count on you! Looks like I'll be winning the bet this year! Good-bye, Kid! Ta-ta! Farewell! Au revoir! And the best of luck for today!"
"Father, wait! I don't understand. What bet?"
"Reaper-Out!"
He flashed be two big thumbs-up and, with a burst of light, he was gone and I was left just staring at my own reflection once again. I pounded on the glass in frustration. I don't think I will ever understand my Father.
As I was walking through the halls DWMA, my golden eyes searched frantically for Maka. I finally spotted her talking to her weapon partner. They seemed to be in deep conversation, and Soul was holding something behind his back. A rose. He was going to ask Maka to the dance! I would not let that happen.
I stuffed the valentine into my coat pocket, sprinting to try to stop the inevitable.
"Maka!" I cried out, one hand stretching towards her.
She glanced over Soul's shoulder, trying to locate whoever had called her name. Soul also turned, the rose still firmly in place behind his back. I rushed at them, 'accidently' knocking Soul out of the way in my haste to reach Maka.
"Not cool, bro," he muttered. He reached out a brushed Maka's elbow, telling her that he'd be back shortly. He glared at me, narrowing his eyes suspiciously, and then stalked off, throwing away the now-crumbled rose as he went.
I briefly considered feeling sorry for the guy, but, hey, you win some, you lose some. And I was definitely winning this one.
"Kid, wha-?" Maka began, I cut her off.
"Here, I have something for you." I reached into my pocket to pull out the valentine. I smoothed it out quickly, so that it was once again in its pristine condition and handed it to her. She took it curiously, looking a little nervous.
I watched her hands as she opened the card, to anxious to look at her face, should it be filled with regret, or worse, pity. That's when I noticed it. A tiny tear right on the fold of the card. It must have happened when I haphazardly shoved the card in my pocket, or when I tried to smooth it out, or possibly even when she opened the thing. It was the tiniest rip, but it ruined everything.
I tore the card out of the hands of a startled Maka.
"NO!" I cried. "All my hard work, RUINED! Why would anyone ever want to go anywhere with a despicable piece of garbage like me? Trash, filth. That's what I am. I should be thrown in the nearest dump, along with this worthless, pathetic excuse for a card."
Tears spilled out of my eyes and I began to bang my head violently on the ground. At this point, Maka knelt down, concern apparent in her eyes. She patted my head awkwardly, clearly uncomfortable.
"Kid, snap out of it! It's okay, really."
Out of the corner of my eye, I could see Maka looking around frantically, unsure of what to do with me. Then, out of no where, Patty appeared, waving around a tape dispenser. Right behind her was Liz, who seemed to be glaring daggers at Maka. If I didn't know better, I would say she was jealous. But, that doesn't really make any sense.
Patty ripped the black valentine out of my hand and started to repair it with her tape, quietly singing some sort of made-up song about giraffes under her breath.
Maka looked between the pair of them, astonished.
"What is going on here?"
Patty stopped her singing to reply, "Well, Liz was just making a valentine for- YEOW!" Patty was cut off by a punch from a fuming Liz.
"It was just...uh...a school project," she amended, glaring at Liz.
Patty handed me the black heart, once again in its perfect condition. I sat up on my knees and used my sleeve to wipe away the snot that had started to drip out of my nose.
"Thanks, Patty," I blubbered.
Maka stood up suddenly, taking a small step backwards. "Well, Kid, I'm going to go...and find Soul, I think. And I appreciate the offer, but I don't really think I'm going to go to the dance. It's too much drama for me."
And with that, she turned and dashed around the corner, out of sight. I sighed. Where was I ever going to find a date as symmetrical as Maka? Liz offered me a hand, which I took, and helped me up. I was still staring at the corner Maka had disappeared around, when Liz started to say something.
"I'm sorry, Liz. What did you say? I didn't quite catch it." She took a deep breath and began again.
"I said... doyouwanttogotothedancewithme?"
"Sorry...what?" I asked again.
She just sighed in exasperation, "Here." She shoved something at me.
It was my valentine! Well, not exactly. It was a heart, alright, but it was white, and the central stripes were black, instead of the white. But still, Liz wanted to go to the dance with me? I thought she liked... someone else. No matter.
"Of course I'll go with you, Liz!"
She breathed a sigh of relief and quickly wrapped her arms around me in an embrace. Startled, I gently hugged her back.
"GROUP HUG!" Patty shouted, and suddenly we were all laughing and hugging each other.
I guess this dance won't be so bad after all. I mean, Liz is just as symmetrical as Maka. I glanced down at her chest...well, almost.
Lord Death's POV
So, my son has failed me. Now, not only do I have to chaperone the dance, but now I have to find a date! I would take Marie... but Stein would probably dissect me if I did. It would be terribly fun to take Kami... but I wouldn't do that, not to my own death scythe. Perhaps I'll call Azusa. She might not like it, but surely she won't decline my invitation. Yes, that's what I'll do. Besides, this party could use all the chaperones it could get...
My thought were cut short my a call on my mirror.
"Hello, howdy, hola! Lord Death speaking."
I turned around to see a sobbing Patty pressed up extremely close to the glass.
"Lord Death, I have a big problem! I don't have ANYONE to go to the dance with. Black Star is going with Tsubaki, Liz is going with Kid, Maka's not going, so Soul probably won't go..." She sniffed, rubbing the tears out of her eyes.
"I'm sorry kiddo, but I don't think I can really help you there..."
Suddenly, inspiration hit me like one of Stein's Soul Deflect wavelengths. Patty didn't have a date...I didn't have a date... it really wasn't that complicated. I grinned mischievously behind my mask, but of course, she didn't see that.
"Actually, Patty, I do know somebody in need of a date for the dance..."
A/N What do you think? Is a who-knows-how-old Reaper taking a 14ish year-old Patty to the dance to much, even for Lord Death? Let me know. If you guys like it, I'll keep them together. (It would be hilarious to see Kid's reaction to this.) If not, I can easily spin this as Death trying to set Patty up with someone else... Anyways, as always, READ AND REVIEW! And thanks for putting up with the lateness of these update, you guys are the best!
