Ooooooo... the jealousy is gettin intense.
(Maka's POV)
We ran into a janitors closet, Kid chose it he said nobody could hear us.
"What's the matter?" I asked, but before I could get the word 'matter' out Kid was pouring out all his problems.
"I've fallen for Patty, but I don't know if she feels the same for me!" his sentence came out so fast it was almost one word.
"What'd you want me to do about it?" I asked curiously.
"Tell me what to do!" he demanded, grabbing my shoulders and shaking me, "and don't say for me to talk to her about it, what if she doesn't feel the same! What if she laughs at me!"
He sounded desperate, needy, I felt for him.
When he stopped shaking my shoulders, I realized he had the same dilemma as I had with Soul. He urged for the love of someone of which he had no idea whether they felt the same or not.
I didn't answer, so Kid loosened up on my shoulders and asked more quietly this time.
"What do I do? Please I really need some help on this."
"I-I don't know." I stammered, he stood up straight again his eyes questioning.
"I have the same problem with…" I started, but trailed off.
"Who?" Kid asked.
"Soul." I said finally, my eyes on the ground and a blush creeping along my face.
Kid looked at me with understanding and sympathy.
"So what do we do?" he asked, I opened my mouth to say something, but the door flew open suddenly, making both of us jump. Soul.
He was standing in the doorway of the closet looking at us –or should I say glaring at kid, he looked like he was gonna kill Kid.
'I hope doesn't,' I thought nervously.
I soon heard foot step heading towards us.
R&R :)