AN: Hey guys~! Thanks for all of the support! This story is amazing and I plan on keeping it that way! Last chapter was so far my most depressing one but yet my best chapter, well, I'm only thinking this cause my friend told me it was her favourite chapter. Anyway, this chapter is going to be about Kid gaining full recovery. I think I might do some coupling as well but yeah, I'm not sure. This chapter is based off the episode 2 (Season 4) of Legend of Korra.
I do not own anything or anyone besides the story, K~?
A sound soul
Dwells within a sound mind
And a soul body
Kid's P.O.V.
It's been three months, three months since I died. It had only been ten weeks since Soul and Blackstar left father and I. However, they still visited from time to time, but for the most part I was with father only. I never see Liz and Patty anymore, every time I question about how they are or their whereabouts, Maka looked down and Soul would avoid the question and move on. Father tells me they're still at school but that's it. I closed my eyes and sighed, thinking about times when I was with everyone, laughing. But all of my fantasies never last for I would have to wake up to be by myself again.
"Kid, I got your bath ready, I'll help undress you." I heard father say, I still couldn't move. Well, I could, but I was in pain when I moved an arm or leg. I sighed as father took my shirt and pants off. Soon I only had a towel around my lower body and father carried me to my bath. I hated this, I rather have the number seven written on my face by Blackstar than this. Father slowly dropped me in the warm tub and grabbed the bar of soap.
"This reminded me of when you were little, always needing me to clean you up. And how you always got the soap in your eyes, it was cute when you cried and complained about it!" Father said, trying to cheer me up, obviously. I didn't make a move though, didn't even look at him. Father stopped scrubbing my back and looked at me.
"Look I know what it like… to go through a traumatic experience, and I promise you if you delicate yourself to getting better, you will"
"That's what I want, more than anything" I said to father.
"Then try this, try moving your bug toe, nothing else besides the toe." I nodded and did as told. I focused everything I had on moving my toe. After a while, my toe twitched a bit. I… moved, and it didn't hurt. This was enough to bring a small, half smile on my face.
"Good job, it worked!" My father said, with his smile covering his whole face. It really did work. I was going to get through this. I know I will, I will walk without pain again. I will fight with Liz and Patty by my side. I will become Shinigami!
~Next Morning~
I was holding all my weight up, it hurt, but only a bit. Father said we were going to try walking. Well, I was anyway. I was worried, after all, how can I be a Shinigami if I can't even walk. Unnecessary thoughts were running in my head. I was getting panicked when I haven't done anything yet.
"Try picturing yourself walking, not running, just walking." He said, not in a cheery or scary voice. His normal human-like voice, he thought it would be best for him to talk like that now since I loved it when I was younger.
I was already sweating and all I was doing was moving a foot, which hurt only a bit. I bit my lip, trying as hard as possible when I remember it, my death. The memory was in my mind, it was quick but painful to remember. In fact, now just remembering it was enough for me to tumble down. Father quickly ran by my side. Damnit, why, why now?
"It alright, you're alright. Your mind and body still think you're in danger but you're fine. Try not to think about it, overcome it and we'll try again."
"I'm done for the day" I said, I didn't feel like talking to him. After all, I was nothing more than his failed child. Father sat me up in a wheel chair again. It was obvious he wasn't done, not yet.
"When you're ready" he said. All I did in response was sigh and say, "What's the point? I been this way for THREE months, and I can only move my legs a bit!"
"I know you're frustrated but-"
"Of course I'm frustrated! I die for a few minutes and I can't move, I can't cook for myself, dress myself or anything for that matter! And in the meantime, my friends are somewhere doing MY job protecting the world while I'm stuck here with you!" I yelled at him. I soon realized what I said and quickly apologised to father. I hid my face in my hand, god I'm an idiot.
"It's ok, let your anger flow like water." He said, walking over to me and kneeling down to my size.
"I don't know why this is happen to me. I should be the next Shinigami but I'm nothing more than an ill patient."
"Kid, I know you feel like you'll never be better, and how you think your friends feel about you. But I'm telling you I had to go through many things like this. In fact, I my greatest test I had to overcome was when I was drowning in Holy Water (1). I manage to swim out but I couldn't do anything for almost a year. That's how Asura came into the picture. I took the pain away, which meant having part of my soul removed, and that made him, well that and my madness. Anyway, my point is if I could do it, then so can you" He finished.
My father's little speech gave me the courage to try again. He helped me on the poles and I gripped them both tight. He walked to the other side and said, "Close your eyes and picture yourself walking towards me." I nodded and did as told. I remember a time when I was eight, and father came home. I pictured me walking to him like father said.
"Can you see it?" He asked. I nodded once more to him. My eyes still shut.
"Now, take your first step" I slowly moved my foot on the ground. Slowly listening to father, soon I took one whole step. Then my next, and the next. I winced at every step, it did hurt but only a bit. I opened my eyes to see I was halfway there. But I fell, not on my knees but I was about to. No, I wasn't I got this far. I'm not giving up now. I got up and continued, I walked a bit faster until I got to father. When I did, I cuddled him. I finally did it, I walked once again, with almost no pain. I was recovering faster than I thought.
~Days Later~
Tsubaki's P.O.V.
Shinigami-sama said Kid had something to show us. We were confused but happy, I mean, Kid really never asked for visitors, even if he was lonely and in need of friends. We all walked towards the room Kid had been in, well, all but Liz and Patty. They still haven't found a place and still refused to see Kid. I don't know how Kid will ever take the news. I need stop thinking about this. Kid is showing us something important, I can't be upset about the future.
We walked to the room and Maka knocked. Shinigami-sama opened the door and invited us in.
"Where's Liz and Patty?" He asked.
"They still saying it's for the best" Soul replied, Shinigami-sama just nodded. He knew the whole story about Liz and Patty moving out but still haven't told Kid, not yet. I looked around the room not to see Kid in sight, did he get kidnapped? Maka, Soul and Blackstar got the same idea and looked at Shinigami-sama, who smiled without a mask covering his face. We weren't too surprize by that fact since he didn't wear it when looking after Kid.
"Kid, they're here." Ok, this is getting confusing, if Kid is here where is he?
"Hey, long time no see." We all looked shocked at Shinigami-sama when we heard that voice, Kid's voice. We all turned to see our friend, on his legs, walking. Not a wince of pain on his face or in his voice. He continued walking towards us with his hands in his pocket, he wasn't wearing the hospital gown anymore, he was wearing his usually black and white suit with the skull, instead of a tie, around his collar. He continued walking until he was in front of us. He stopped and smiled.
Maka and I couldn't hold back our tears of joy, so, we cried and hugged our friend. He was ok. Soul and Blackstar soon join the hug, grinning and smiling. Kid was ok, he was ok, Kid is ok. It feels like a life time since I saw Kid well and happy. The tears rolled my face as we all laughed together.
Maka's P.O.V.
I let every tear I had roll down my cheek, I didn't care if Soul saw me cry. I was happy again, Kid was finally happy again. I turned to thank Shinigami-sama for getting Kid through this when I saw his face when from a smile to sad. I looked at him, wondering what he thought about that was so sad when it hit me.
Kid was happy, but wasn't going to stay that way. He still had to lose his future and weapons. I didn't get it, Kid was walking again, how is he not better? How come he can't be the next Shinigami-sama? How is still weak enough that he can't keep Liz and Patty? I look at Kid again, he still didn't know. Not yet.
"Kid tomorrow you will go back to the academy, but tonight you will spend with me, ok?" Shinigami-sama said, having a fake smile across his face.
"Father, what about Liz and Patty?"
"I told them I wanted to spend some time with you before they do, with you being better and all, we could go out for ice-cream" Lies, he didn't talk to them.
"Ok, that would be splendid!" Kid said, his smile growing. I wanted to cry.
"Well then come on Kiddo!" He said as he walked out with Kid. How could he lie to him? Kid was his son and he just lied to him. I mean his acting as if he isn't going to strip Kid from his title! Oh, I understand. He wants some final moments with Kid before he tells him the horrible news, he wants to feel like a good father, before his son feels his living in a world which hates him for being alive. But still, he should tell him sooner rather than later.
I sighed as a few tears ran down my cheek. I bit my lip as I started sobbing, Soul pulled me in for a hug. Blackstar did the same with Tsubaki. I couldn't but feel this was my fault, if I didn't get too close to it or if I just died, then Kid wouldn't be this depressed.
"It's my fault" I whispered out, I said it little too loud, cause I saw Soul got on his knees and looked up at me. "What do you mean it's your fault?" Soul asked in a concerned voice.
"IF I JUST DIED EVERYTHING WOULD HAVE BEEN OK BUT IT ISN'T! IT'S MY FAULT!" I screamed at him, he didn't deserved to be scream at, but I didn't have the strength to apologize. I just cried in my hands, continuing my speech of me dying until Soul got up on his feet and slapped me. He slapped me? I stood in shock as I heard Tsubaki gasp and saw Blackstar open his mouth to yell at Soul. But before he could Soul hugged me, staring at the ground.
"Don't ever say that again, I don't know why you would ever think that but it isn't true." Soul choked out, was he crying?
"Maka, I love you more than you'll ever know. And it pains me to see you cry or even upset. Do you have any idea how I felt when you in that monster's mouth? I thought you were gone, for good. But when Kid saved you, I felt like I failed my mission as a weapon to protect you. A weapon is always ready to die for their meister, not letting their friends save them. If you died, I would be lost. If you died, I would have to find another reason to live on. Please, never say that again, cause things would be just as bad if you left." He finished.
I felt the tears not only roll down my cheek, but at the back of my shirt. Soul was crying, I made him-. No Maka, stop blaming yourself, Soul hates that and it's also the reason why his crying. I nodded and told Soul, "Ok, I won't do it again, I promise."
"G-good" Now it was his turn to cry on my shoulder. I heard his sobs, his chokes once and a while. Blackstar and Tsubaki left us alone. I was left with Soul, who in fact never cried until now. I closed my eyes, wishing Soul would be ok, and wishing that Kid would be ok.
AN: Holy crap this is my longest chapter thus far! But hey, SOMA! Not so much TsuStar but hey, what can you do? Anyway the reason I have the (1) there is because you might of gotten confused about what they were about so I added this and yeah. I will explain
(1) Since grim reapers (or Shinigami) are demon-like, with a certain amount given, I believe they could die, immortal or not. Just a theory of my but I felt like using it~! I know what you're thinking 'but what about humans, weapons and death scythes?' I think it has no effect on humans (unless cursed), some effect on weapon (something like the plague or some shit like that) and death scythes like the grim reapers, only less of a possibility (like with A LOT of Holy Water could kill them, nearly kill them or have near death experience, you know~?). So yeah, this is what happens when Aya-chan gets ideas, K~?
