AN: Hellozzz, peoples. I rewrote this. (Yay) and I'm actually somewhat happy with it. I still don't believe I did it justice and there is not a lot of fluff until the part where Kid...well, how about you just read.

Pairing: a little bit of Patti/Liz/Kid

Rating: M

Theme: Girls and their...complications.

"Okay, the next thing on the list is ham," the oldest Thompson sister said to her meister and younger sister.

"Ham, ham, ham, ham," the other sister Patti sung in a messed up version of the president's theme song.

"We have to find a perfectly symmetrical one though, Liz," Kid explained while arranging the items in the cart to be one of each item on each side of the steel cart, "We also have to buy at least eight."

Now, Kid's obsession with the number eight had nothing to do with how many hams they would pick out; it just happened to be the number of hams they needed to feed everyone at the party they were hosting for all their friends.

Liz sighed and rolled her eyes at her meister's extreme OCD. Even though she had been working on it with him and it was getting better, it seemed Kid could only control the symmetrical urges when he was in high class places or with their gang. Liz swept her dirty blonde hair which was almost brown out of her face to look at the hams.

Shivering from the refrigerators cold breeze in which they were held; she noticed that none of the hams seemed to be meeting Kid's standards.

"Hey Kid, we also need sodas. Go get them. They're in aisle six," the older twin pistol notifies him, "They're always symmetrical."

"Great," Kid cheered with glee and headed off to aisle six in search of the grape, orange, cherry flavors of sodas.

"Make sure you get some strawberry mountain dew too!"

Liz sighed and rolled her eyes yet again, Patti and their friend Soul we're the only ones who actually liked the strawberry special edition of the mountain dew.

In her opinion, and Maka's, and Tsubaki's, the soda tasted nothing like strawberry and had a very acidy taste that they did not enjoy. Black*Star thought the soda was good but not godly enough to ever be consumed by him again.

Liz didn't really care that her sis drank the stuff; Maka was the one who got mad at Soul when he happened to drink it.

Apparently, it has more of the acidy stuff that's in sodas then normal, so it rots your teeth quicker or something.

Basically, if you ever catch Soul trying to drink a soda while being all ninja like; don't say a word. He'll try to Maka-chop you in a form of revenge.

Liz grabbed two and Patti grabbed two of the hams until they reached eight, laying them face down in the car so it would look at least somewhat symmetrical.

"Let's go meet Kid down at the soda aisle," Liz said, directing her sister towards the snack and the thirst-quencher aisle, "I'm pretty sure there are chips and snacks down there too."

Just as Liz rounded the corner, a cart like theirs crashed into theirs. Liz immediately pulled back and exclaimed an, "I'm so sorry."

The cart pulled forward to reveal two boys about their age with chocolate hair and green eyes, obviously twins.

"We should be the one apologizing," the boy on the left said who was several inches shorter than his brother.

"Yeah, we completely forgot to look both ways," the one on the right said, laughing lightly.

"Urg, where are our manners," the shorter of the two groaned.

"Oh, yeah, how rude can we get," the other groaned along, "I'm Ben and this is Dj," he explained, motioning to his brother.

"Believe it or not," Dj laughed, "I'm actually older by two years."

Liz laughed along, "I'm Liz and this is my sister, Patti."

"We're weapons," Patti smiled goofily.

"Cool," the boys laughed, "It just so happens that we're meisters."

They laughed and the sisters soon joined in and stopped when the taller of the twins asked how old they were, "You look at least twenty-four," he exclaimed.

The sister glanced at each other form the corners of their eyes, deciding to take it as a compliment even though they were quite younger.

"I'm 19," Liz said nonchalantly.

"And I'm too years younger so I'm seventeen," Patti smiled.

"Hey," Dj said, "I'm 19 too. And Ben's 17."

"Well, we have to go get our shopping done and everything," Ben said waving and turning the cart away with no warning.

"What the hell are you doing," Dj whispered furiously, "They were hot, and weapons. Are you insane?"

"I'd rather be insane then dead, dude. I'm not dealing with a shinigami for death's sake." The girls overheard something about a shinigami and suddenly felt a very pissed off aura of none other then Death the Kid right behind them.

Turning around slowly they came face to face with the angered and flustered shinigami.

"Come on," he commanded in a rough voice, devoid of any emotion, confusing the sisters who had felt his soul go up in flames of anger not seconds ago and now it was all peaceful and calm like it usually was, "We still have to go get chips and everything for the party."

They had finally gotten to the bottom of the list which was to say Liz and Patti's list. It had all the things they needed on it, Shampoo, conditioner, soap, and plenty of other things that creeped Kid out to know end.

He had had several nightmares for a few weeks of the though of using a blade to cut the hair on your legs so they'd be silky smooth, as Liz put it.

He asked what would happen if you cut yourself and Patti simply replied, "You put and band aid on it," shrugged, and walked away.

Did she not know that if you put a band aid on one leg because of those stupid "razors" then you'd be automatically be unsymmetrical.

The sisters rolled their eyes and sighed before walking down the aisle that still haunts his nightmares to this very day.

Aisle number one.

Aisle number one had those things that girls needed to use, what did Liz and Patti call them? Oh yeah.

Pads and tampons.

They sounded painful; Kid thanked, well his dad, that he was not a girl. He did not want too stick…anything up there.

He doesn't understand how girls do it.

He still remembers when he first went shopping with the sisters which was several years ago.

"Come on Kid," Liz shouted, agitated. Kid was trying to arrange the pills in the pharmacy to be symmetrical. How did he get back there, you ask?

He jumped over the fucking counter, that's how. In the process, he knocked down the seventy-five year old woman who was running the thing. Should have called off lady.

Patti giggling manically did not help Liz's mood in the slightest and seeing as though Kid was not going to stop rummaging through the happy pills on his own he would have to be dragged out.

Liz too, jumping over the counter, careful to avoid the old lady who was trembling under it, walked furiously over and got a hold of Kid's ear. Dragging him out through the door that they both had failed to acknowledge, she walked back over to the counter and laid down a couple hundreds and slid it over to the lady.

"I hope that pays for any emotional trauma and everything else. Btw, never work on the first Tuesday of the month ever again. That's when he goes grocery shopping," Liz explained gently, pointing to the shinigami who was having a small temper tantrum and begging for his ear to be let go.

The old lady nodded as the three walked away towards the first aisle.

"Patti, hold," Liz commanded the sniggering girl, pushing Kid into her grasp; "he's really a giraffe in disguise."

The effect was immediate, you saw Patti's face light up like a Christmas tree and she locked Kid in the most wrestling looking hug she'd ever seen.

She walked down the aisle and begun to look over the brands with prejudice.

"Hmmm, Kotex, Always, hmmm, what else. Light, heavy."

Finally picking out a box of tampons, Liz walked their way and held up the box to Patti. She nodded vigorously and the sudden movement awoken Kid from his temporary unconsciousness and glancing up he saw the bottom of box with directions. Noticing how the directions were printed symmetrical, he began to read them thoroughly.

Blood got all over Patti and Liz from his nosebleed.

So yes, that was quite and embarrassing time for him. He had refused to come out of his room for dinner and by the time he fell asleep he was already imagining that giant tampons would chase him down and rape him.

'I'm just gonna go ask the lady if I can arrange the pills in the pharmacy," he informed his weapons as they headed off toward number one.

"Whatever, you wouldn't like them anyway. They're not symmetrical."

AN: See, it still wasn't very good. :'( anyways, KID GOT JEALOUS. that's basically all the romance I have in this one shot. My next chapter which will actually be chapter 6 will be connected to this. Actually, probably 6-10 wil be connected to this so I can write the party (chap. 6) then write what happens with each team after that (chap. 7-10). My mind is already swimming with ideas for that. This I guess is not going to get any better and as much as I'd like to rewrite again and make it even more awesome then the tiny bit I think it has in it, I can't seem to do it.

It's not the idea it's me. I guess I just can't write things out like this idea and ones similar to it because I've never really had this happen to me. I usual relate to my writing in some way. Either it actually happened or I read something similar.

I'm only 13 so you guys are going to need to expect some rookie mistakes, like grammar, and the way I write the characters. I've never actually written about a character that already exists and it's harder then you think to nail down what that character would most likely say.

In other words, my writing will not be the best out there and more than likely will suck.

As I said, I just can't seem to nail down this idea with the current characters because Liz and Patty and Kid were never my favorites, I found them a little more minor than Soul and Maka. So this idea was hard for me to write, even though it's an amazing idea. I hope that Kurisari might write it because it was their idea and I obviously did not do it justice.

Okayz, enough of my "I suck" rant. Review, give me ideas, and you'll all get a cookie.