(A.N. Sorry that I haven't posted in forever, but I dropped my phone in the lake, lost my computer, and was on vacation for the longest time, so I'm Kinda sorta really late with updates.)
Maka POV
Kid was meeting me at the library. Just a friendly meet-up at the library to study. No big deal! So why was I so nervous?
I had come home from school, and straightaway shut myself up in my bedroom. I still could not deal with Soul. Yea, I know, its a petty grudge. But hey, I'm aloud to be disagreeable sometimes. Right?
I had everything I needed at the moment gathered. My study guide, a list of topics we would need to research, and a nice thick book. (I was going to a library, but I don't Maka Chop with library books. They're basically borrowed treasures.)
After shoving all of that (and a snack) into a backpack, I ran out the door, careful to avoid Soul. The Library was close, and there wasn't much traffic, on foot or otherwise. I didn't need to hurry, but I did anyway. I crossed the street, and ran towards the school.
I'm just meeting Kid for some studying. Nothing for me to feel guilty about, even if it may hurt Souls feelings.
Nothing for me to get so worked up about either.
Kid POV
After class had ended, I talked to Liz and Patty.
"So you're meeting Maka? Today?" (Patty still didn't know this information.)
"Wow. You didn't make her meet you at 8? Good job."
"Yes, I'm meeting her, and she was the one who arranged the time. Otherwise I would have chosen 8."
Seriously. The twins are definitely the best weapons I could ask for, but they really ask a lot of stupid questions.
(8 minutes later)
"Well, good luck, Kid-Kun!" Patty smiles and waves, then turns around, dragging Liz down the hall away from the library.
"Don't freak out on her!" she calls from the other end of the hall.
"C'mon, Onee-Chan!" And with that, the two sisters are gone.
As I walk into the library, I can't help but wonder if Maka might have chosen me for a study partner because she liked me... like I think I'm starting to like her.
Maka POV
When I open the door to the library, I immediately see Kid wandering aimlessly around the shelves, stopping every once and a while to make a group of books line up symmetrically.
Kinda cute.
"Oh, Maka! You're here!" He turns around, and starts walking towards me.
"Hi, Kid." I reply, setting my stuff down on a table, and siting down. Kid pulls up a chair, and follows suit.
"So Maka," he says, turning towards me. "What do you want to start with?""
Darn it, I hadn't thought of that.
"How about..." I stand up and pace the bookshelves. Aha! this one ought to be good! "History of the DWMA?"
"That sounds good. I already know most of it, so it wouldn't be hard to help you with any of it."
Drat. That's right, he's a Shinigami, and Lord Death's son. Of course he knows he history of the school.
"OK!" I force a smile. I don't want to seem like an idiot, but I suppose it can't be helped. I walk back to the table, and sit down. Kid takes the book, and opens it.
"Alright, so, the school was founded for what purpose?" he drills.
"To stop the Kishin, and to be sure that no more are born into this world."
"Good. A sound soul..."
"Lives within a sound mind and a sound body." I finish.
We drill each other back and forth like this for a good hour. Once we're finished, I've memorized every question the book has, and so has Kid. We both decided to do some independent study, and check out a few books. kid gets 8, (no surprise there.) and I get 5. We read for what feels like forever. My book is on Soul resonance, and different scythe techniques. Witch hunter, Genie hunter, even Kishin hunter! The techniques and how to do them go on and on, and the night gets later and later...
Kid POV
We've been reading for the longest time. Maka seems to enjoy it, and was getting through her books rather quickly. Just like her, always wanting o know more. After a while, I decide to look up from my book. (It had been rather interesting, or I would have looked up more often.)
Maka has fallen asleep.
Her pigtails are slightly undone, and laying over her book. She's almost fallen out of her chair, and her face is squished against the pages. Her cheeks are all chubby when she's asleep. And all I can think about is how cute she is, whether asleep or awake.
"Noooo... 5 more minutes..." she mumbles, and pulls her books closer.
"Maka..." no reply.
"Maka..." I say, nudging her shoulder. Still out cold.
The library is closing, and there's no way she's waking up! Oh crap, what am I gonna do? Why did she have to fall asleep here?
"Maka!" I say, nudging her again.
"Don't waanaa. Carry me.."
She's obviously still asleep, but there's nothing else I can really do. So I put all of her books in her bag, and pick her up.
"Wow. Maka's really light," I think, and start walking towards the door. She whimpers, on the edge of waking up, and holds onto my arm. She's so cute!
Once I'm outside of the school, I call Beezlebub. I step on, and take off. Maka's pigtails start flying out behind her, and she starts to move.
Crap.
I hold on to her tighter while speeding up on Beezlebub, and she stops moving. The faster I get her home, the better.
I land in front of her house, and open the door. Now, normaly I wouldn't go into anyones house without permission, but if Soul was home he would be really, really mad, at both me and Maka.
I open the door a crack, and peek inside. The lights are all off, nobody's home. I step inside the door, and walked past the hallway. Souls room, the bathroom, and Maka's room.
I opened the door and walked in. The room was a pale green, and was full of books. Whole shelves full of them. The desk was covered in notebooks, and the bed was neatly made. I walked past the bookshelves and closet, over to the bed, and pulled back the covers. Then, gently as not to wake Maka, I sat her on the bed. While unbuckling the many buckles of her shoes, she started mumbling again.
"Noo... no wanaaa..."
"Shhh," I whispered, pulling the shoes off her feet, and laying her down in the bed. After she had her covers on her, she curled into a little ball.
"Goodnight Maka," I whispered, and turned to leave.
"Kid..." she mumbled in her sleep, just as I closed the door to leave.
"Goodnight, Maka."
A.N. Squeeeeeeeeeeee! Fluffy moment! I LOVE WRIGHTING THIS CRAP! You will have to wait till next time to see if Maka remembers any of it ): MWAHAHA! bye :)
