In class everyone was drop dead bored. Stein was droning on about how to correctly dissect…whatever animal stein was dissecting. No one had a clue what it was they had blocked out his voice the minute he'd started talking. On the second row of class Black star had fallen asleep as well as out of his chair and Soul, who had just come back from visiting his family over the weekend, was face down on his desk and snoring loudly. Maka had given up on trying to wake Soul with the threat that he'd fail whatever test that was coming up, she faced the fact that more than likely her weapon wouldn't do well regardless of whether he was paying attention or not. Instead she found herself thinking of Kid. The poor boy had so much on his shoulders right now he really needed a hug and a major distraction. If she knew Kid, and she was pretty sure she knew him well, there was a great possibility he'd exhausted himself searching for answers to his three dilemmas.

"Maka." Tsubaki called softly breaking the blonde out of her thoughts.

"Yes Tsubaki?" she answered.

"Black Star and I are kind of having a little movie night party thing at our place, I just wanted to invite you and soul. You want to come?" Tsubaki smiled at her friend.

"Yeah…" Maka's voice trailed off her mind still being invaded by thoughts of worry.

Tsubaki's friendly gaze became thoughtful. "You're worried about him aren't you, Kid I mean. You're concerned."

"Yes, he is so troubled right now."

"Well he's invited too. I was going to ask him when he came in but he's late again." "The way I figure, he needs a good distraction right now."

Maka smiled. "I was thinking the same thing. I'll invite him when he comes in."

"Also, Maka you notice anything off about Professor Stein?"

Maka was about to answer when she heard the door open. The entire class turned their heads toward the sound. In walked Kid or more specifically in walked his weapons. Liz was still carrying the boy in her arms.

Maka let out a silent gasp. Kid looked unlike himself. His shirt and blazer were undone, his pants were hanging off of his hips, and he was wearing a pair of ratty Converses. He also looked drunk.

"Well what a surprise, the snotty reaper boy decided to show up to class." Stein teased bitterly.

"Well it looks like you found a new screw, screwhead." Kid commented slyly with a smirk. "But don't forget, I can rip it out again."

The trio sat in their normal seats across from Maka and Soul and Kid laid himself out on the chairs with his head Liz's lap and his feet perfectly straight across the row. Those perfect abs were revealed again. Maka didn't know if it was possible for girls to get nosebleeds from perversion but it felt like she was going to get one. She took out a piece of paper and began writing a note to him.

"Are you going to make it a habit of showing your chest to everyone?" Maka drew a little face with a sly smile here. "Seriously though, did you have a little too much to drink, a little too much beer maybe?"

She folded it into a paper airplane and sent it through the air. It landed on Kid's head and he plucked it off. As he read he raised an eyebrow and smirked again then summoned a pen and began writing being careful that each letter was perfect. Afterwards he folded it back and slid it down the desk.

"Beer is disgusting, what I had was Grimm Blackberry Wine. I have an expansive underground cellar of that I simply should pour you a glass sometime. Anyway I'm only buzzed not drunk." "As to me showing my chest, I will make it a habit if you want me to Maka dear you only need to ask…"

Maka felt her face go red, catching the subtle sexual humor. She gave Kid an incredulous expression which he met with what can only be described as a sexy gaze. The girl would have never thought he had it in him to joke this way but even a boy with a gentlemanly exterior was still…well…a boy. She felt herself begin to melt but she fought it. Now wasn't the time for her to make up fantasies with Kid…no matter how wonderful they seemed. Maka turned back to her note page and began writing.

"You're drunk. Please don't tell me that you're horny too." "What's going on?" She sent it back down the row and watched Kid as he responded and slid the page back down. He gave Maka a wicked mischievous smile.

"Fine I won't tell you that I'm horny since it goes without saying. But I know you are Maka dear. There's more going on in my head than I can explain on paper so why don't we discuss this without passing notes? Scoot your sexy symmetrical self next to me. I won't bite…unless you ask."

Maka sighed. If this was anyone else but Kid they would have been Maka chopped already. She got up and moved next to Kid who shifted from his spot on Liz's lap to sit up. As Maka was about to sit down Liz gave her a warning look.

"Don't get too close to him Maka, the last time he was like this it was Christmas and he had a little too much fun if you know what I mean…" she said.

Kid chuckled "I apologized for that."

"Can it you spoiled brat! You chained us to our beds!"

"And…?"

Liz made a sound of aggravation and didn't respond. She laid her head down on her desk inside of her arms.

"What did you do Kid?" Maka asked a tad bit afraid of what he'd say. He didn't rape anyone she was sure of that, but he was obviously a horny drunk.

He twirled his finger around the hair of one of her pigtails. "Nothing you need to be concerned about love." He almost whispered giving her that sexy look again complete with a wicked smile. He shifted his position again and laid his head in her lap. "Now that you're here, what is it that you wanted to discuss?"

At this moment there was a lot she wanted to discuss and she combed through her mind looking for the right one.

"Why the hell are you drunk?!" "Did you solve your problems yet? "Why are you sexier when you're drunk?" "When can I come over and…explore this side of you?"

Maka shook her head, where had that last.. very sexy thought came from? "Damn Kid and his natural charms." She cursed.

Maka cleared her throat trying to ignore the perfectness of the moment. "Tsubaki is having a movie night at her place and I thought maybe you'd want to come so that you could distract yourself from your stressful situation."

Kid hummed in thought for a moment. "I'm not sure if I can come, whether or not I go depends on if I find even the slightest bit of information to help resolve my issue. Come by later and we'll see." "We might also get to do…other things."

Maka slowly inhaled a breath and pulled out that random book of hers. "MAKA CHOP!" She smashed the book down on top of Kid's head. "Make sure you're sober."

After school Kid returned to Gallows manor with a headache. It was from Maka's chop to his head no doubt but he was sure the wine he had something to do with it as well.

He was going to start researching again but Liz stopped him.

"Kid maybe you should go take a nap, rest for a minute. You haven't slept for two days."

"Liz don't worry about me, you and Patty just go do your homework. If you finish soon enough I'll give you and your sister 500 dollars each to go shopping with."

"Aw Kid you really don't have to do that."

"But I will. Now go work, if you need me I'll be here in the library."

Kid watched as Liz left then checked the clock above the door. It was 4:30. He probably had at least three or four hours.

He sighed then turned his back to the door and set his eyes on the library. He had eight tall black shelves of books, four on each side of the room they were each lined with gold on the edges and marked with gold skulls and writing. The floor was black and white tiled like most of Gallows Manor and a black and a long gold desk with a long curved seat behind it stood alone in the middle of it. On top of it a large stack of books stood waiting for Kid to look through them for a second time.

He felt a headache coming on just from staring at the books, he'd practically looked through each one from cover to cover. He wondered what it was he could have missed in all of them. His entire history section was bare what was it that he had missed?

Kid sat behind the desk. The last book he'd looked through, The Reaper History: An Endless Cycle of Death, was still resting in the same place on it. He'd "borrowed" it from the school library since by his logic there was no way he could steal from a school he was destined to inherit. The book was open to a page that read The Eighteenth: A Reaper Child's Rite of Passage.

"I must have fallen asleep before I read this." Kid whispered to himself continuing on to read the passage.

The first ancestral Reapers of the Reaper family originally lived and reigned for thousands of years. More often than not this led to horrible things. Sometimes the child had to kill the living Reaper to overcome their reign and take the throne of Lord Death. There was no clear time when this was to happen and sometimes they took the throne unprepared with the Lines of Sanzu not connected or without a death scythe by which to rule. Problems with this are seen throughout history. The first account being what mortals call the black death or bubonic plague was when an unprepared Lord Death ran rampant. After that the one named Kronus also known as Father Time by mortals, made it so that the Living Lord Death dies when the Son or Daughter Reaper child becomes 18. This ensured a definite end of reign. Once the Reaper Child takes the throne an extra measure is taken to make sure they are ready. Their iines connect and they are given a death scythe whether or not they already have current weapons if said weapon is not a death scythe.

Kid underlined the name Kronus. Just as he'd known someone had to have set what he was now calling the eighteenth law in place. It was Monday now and time was going to start running out soon and he'd have to pay this Kronus a visit, hopefully he'd leave with answers…or with Kronus' a dead corpse if he was angered. Kronus was going to tell him how he could stop his father from dying and how he could keep Liz and Patty and make them into death scythes faster. Kid was desperate. He needed answers and was definitely sure Father Time had them. There was one last hurdle he had to overcome before he found this man and it was where did he live?

He pondered this thought as he placed the books he'd been looking through back on their shelves in the history section of his library. Where would a man who could manipulate time live? Unfortunately Kid knew that more than likely this was going to lead to another blood boiling discussion with his father.

He also knew that this time he'd have to keep himself under control. He'd come dangerously close to releasing his madness on Saturday. His eyes had turned blood red and almost all at once he stopped caring about human souls.

Kid felt another headache coming on and decided to that now was the time to take a nap. He walked down the hall past Liz and Patty's room to his own. His room was the grandest and most spacious of all the bedrooms. The floor was lush red carpet and the walls were black each with a single white skull. On the side walls hung two pictures of sinister looking Grim Reapers opposite facing each other. His larger than king sized bed rested in the perfect center of the room and was the crown jewel of the space. The top of the black base board and headboard of the bed was adorned with spikes. The center of the headboard was marked with his gracefully curved initials in golden letters. The black covers were trimmed in gold threading as was the black canopy that hung above the bed. The rods which the canopy hung on were fashioned to resemble scythes and were black as well.

Kid collapsed on his bed and almost instantaneously fell asleep.

It was almost eight when Maka made it to Gallows Manor. The walk to the outskirts of the City wasn't an easy one. She'd tripped and fallen in a puddle of mud on her way here making her curse her decision to wear a white and black outfit and could only pray that her hair was still okay she really didn't need a Death the Kid makeover. Liz had told her horror stories of what happened when Kid went rampant outfit designer on her and her sister. Maka shuddered at the thought.

She ringed the doorbell and folded her arms behind her back and crossed her fingers. "Please, please, please don't let Kid notice this stain on my white skirt, or this rip on my black shirt, or my asymmetrical ponytails." She muttered. When the door opened she shifted nervously.

"Hi Kid." She greeted attempting to give an innocent smile. He smiled back briefly and then she felt his eyes surveying her. "Oh God please don't…" she thought.

"How in the name of the ancestral Death gods are you still walking around like that!" he exclaimed.

"Oh no." Maka breathed. "Kid it really isn't that—"

"It's horrible! Get in here so I can help you!" Kid's eyes were wide as he practically drug the reluctant girl inside.

"Kid, come on I don't want to do this right now." Maka said trying to get out of Kid's grasp which seemed overly strong.

Kid dropped to his knees and gave Maka a pleading look. "Please let me fix it, if I don't I'll just die! Die I tell you, die, die, die!"

"Okay fine just shut up. But if you do too much I will maka chop you into next week and kill you."

Kid gave a satisfied smile and took hold of Maka's wrist again. "YES! Now come on so I can give you a bath and find a perfect outfit for you and burn this one."

"Don't burn my clothes you idiot. That's my favorite outfit!"

"I'll get you another one!"

Maka groaned in protest but she was captured now, She was Death the Kid's Barbie doll.

After her bath Kid handed her a black dress with a white ribbon belt. After Maka slipped on the dress, Kid tied the ribbon around her waist in a tight perfect bow.

Maka let out a sigh of relief "Great my out fit is done now lets go Kid."

"Aww that's cute you think we're done here." Kid said with a laugh and a mocking smile. I still have to do your hair Maka dear."

"Kid nooo!"

In the end Maka came out just like Kid wanted her to. That black dress was tied perfectly around her waist with a white silk ribbon. Her feet were placed in five inch black heels that Kid had borrowed from Liz's room oddly making him look even shorter than he already was. And her hair had been put up in pigtails held in place by skull shaped hair bows and curled in a spiraled style.

"Oh, you look perfect, ABSOLUTELY PERFECT!" Kid praised. "Like a goddess of symmetry!"

"Kid you seem to have forgotten that we are just going to a movie night, at Tsubaki's apartment not a fancy dinner!" Maka said annoyed. She sighed. This night was going to be interesting.

Well it's the end of chapter 4. For now it's the end anyway. Next chapter we are going to meet Kid's madness which is always fun. I decided to make this chapter a little light and humorus but It is still important. Who is Kronus, we will find out! Until next time I am Masteress Saber and this is Death the Kid's Eighteenth!