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No, we would never be perfect. Our feelings towards each other were—since the beginning—mixed. No way of really comprehending what each other was thinking. The desire to, however, was tantalizing to the brain and made one wonder why we were this far apart—and yet we were in love.
No amount of simply pronouncing the statement could ever hope to suffice for what we felt within our hearts. We were in love. Our hearts and minds were drawn to each other naturally, and somehow, we both wanted it to stay that way.
Now, all we had to do was get used to sharing our lives with someone else.
And that took two—count them, two—steps to accomplish.
"Patti, get moving! The party will start without us, you know!" I nagged—was I nagging? It felt like it, but oh well—to the blonde girl, frowning deeply. I glanced fervently at my watch, and I saw the minute hand had moved little to none, but that didn't matter now, timing was key, and a set time was even more important.
At this rate, everyone was going to be there before us.
A couple more words of 'encouragement' to my partners to hurry up was enough to get the message through, and they were done in a matter of five minutes. I hastened out the door shortly after, almost forgetting them back at the mansion.
They caught up with me soon enough, we were at Shibusen in no time.
I was in such a hurry not only because of the strict—as it was to me—start time, but also because I was waiting for someone to arrive.
"No! Stop fidgeting, stand up straight. Look forward, and quit moving around, what did I just tell you!?" I was directing my weapons, until I heard familiar voices behind me.
I turned to see Soul, Black Star, Tsubaki, and… Maka. I was taken aback for a moment, seeing the dress she was wearing. Beautiful. And yet still somehow she was perfectly symmetrical. I could feel the uncomfortable heat build in my cheeks again, and for the umpteenth time I racked my brain to know what it meant. I'd have to remind myself—again—to ask Liz about that. And also why it also made the girl giggle—why?
My thoughts strayed to something chichiue had informed me of earlier, as Patti and Liz were greeting the rest of the gang. This 'kishin that is the closest' was just beneath us? Could that really be true? And if it was, would I ever feel safe in this place again? Could the safety of everyone else be guaranteed, as well? The safety of my friends, my weapons—Maka.
Why, oh, why, did my thoughts always trail off towards her? It was eating me apart, really, and I couldn't think straight. Just the previous day I had gone without noticing that my shinigami emblem was tilted to the left a couple of centimeters—something that usually would have registered with me in a split-second.
She was all over the place in my mind, even when she was a world away in reality. Why?
I realized that I was quite 'zoned-out', as Black Star had often described it, and Maka's words of concern were all that could pull me out of my trance of sorts. I shook my head quickly, trying to regain my senses, what with the heat still burning at my face.
I reassured her with a couple of words that I can't even remember—I was too flustered—and welcomed the rest of the group along with her.
I could feel her eyes on me as they made their way into the celebration hall.
After a grueling speech made by my father—only about a sentence or two—I was approached again by my partners.
"Ne, ne, Kitto~" I heard Patti's voice before I saw her blonde hair bouncing into view. "We wanna dance!"
"Alright, but we have to do this properly, okay? Follow my lead." I instructed, and we started into a—somewhat perfect, to my dismay—dance that attracted a lot of attention. Unwanted or not, it had caught Maka's eye.
I was ranting on and on about the angle at which the girls should raise their legs, when I spotted out of the corner of my eye, Maka, laughing lightly at the scene. I went red instantly again, but seeing the smile on Maka's face made me start laughing as well, and the dancing went on. Patti and Liz seemed to enjoy my suddenly joyful mood, and took advantage of it, changing to a different dance almost immediately.
Now was my chance. Here we were, the three of us, and no one was really listening to us anyway, so I leaned over to Liz, and whispered, "Liz, watch this." Then I glanced over at the retreating figure of Maka, her pigtails and longer section of hair flowing quite beautifully now. The heat in my face returned, and my hands became clammy. "Now what was that…?" I asked Liz warily, happy that I was going to get an answer.
"You were all red in the face, that's what." Liz said, and the phrase, thank you, captain obvious rang through my mind.
I shook my head. "No, no, I know that, but why is it that way?"
"You mean you don't know?"
I shook my head again.
And at this, Liz started laughing. "Seriously? How naïve can you be? It's called blushing, Kid-kun. It happens when you're embarrassed."
"But," I was not receiving the answer I was hoping for, this didn't make sense. "I'm not embarrassed, nothing is really worth being embarrassed over right now, is there?" I asked, and suddenly she understood.
"It can also be because… You like someone." She answered knowingly.
Like. A childish term I would have expected from someone else, maybe her sister. "So, I like Maka?" I asked.
Liz laughed. "Yeah, I think you do. Why don't you ask her to dance, huh, Kid-kun?"
"Uhuh, I suppose I should…" I trailed off, looking in the direction of Maka's leave.
She was approaching Soul. This wouldn't normally have bothered me so much, but… There was a hideous feeling—nausea perhaps? No, this was more… What was the word? —creeping up inside of me. My skin prickled defensively, and I mumbled a swear.
"Whoa. What was that." I breathed, looking, dumbfounded, at Liz, again hoping for answers.
She chuckled again. "That, my naïve little friend, would be jealousy."
Liz had a funny way of telling how a person was feeling, even in the strangest situations.
