So... I know you're probably tired of hearing apologies... and waiting months for a new chapter, but I really am sorry. The truth is I actually had this chapter almost finished not too long after Angel's chapter, but then my computer decided to go and eat it. I know I know, bad computer. Needless to say, my muse and motivation was pretty dead for a while, even if I did try to force them to work for me to no avail. Then college started back up and with a full course load, 8 am classes and a job, and multiple clubs, I've been pretty busy. Anyways, I finally got it up so here it is, thank you for those who stuck with us despite the months it takes for us to post chapters.


Chapter Eight

Take Me On The Floor

Treana

"The lights are out and I barely know you

We're going up and the place is slowing down

I knew you'd come around

You captivate me, something about you has got me

I was lonely now you make me feel alive

Will you be mine tonight?"

Take Me On The Floor-The Veronicas

What was he doing? Something had to be wrong with this, how else could he move so easily with such a lack of symmetry and hardly even care? Maybe it was the drinking. But he had only had one or two before he met Kai, that was hardly enough to count for anything, he had had much more than that on that night of The Party. It seemed so long ago now, how long was it? Kidd didn't know and at this point, he could hardly care. He had just met Kai and Kidd didn't think he could be more perfect. He was symmetrical, he didn't care about Kidd's problems or his unstable state of mind and he seemed to really like him. Kai didn't ask any questions, he just simply wanted to spend time with him, and perhaps that was the reason Kidd so easily agreed to move out onto the dance floor with this God. Kai was so easy, so charming. He had the unnatural ability to make Kidd melt with one smile.

Kai was it, what Kidd needed. The meister could feel it down to his bones. Kai was his antidepressant. The man didn't care and that in turn allowed Kidd to be free. Free from guilt, free from pain, free from every memory that he had been so cruely reminded of every time any of his friends looked at him. Kai didn't have that look. Of course he didn't, he didn't know and he never could. Kidd needed him to remain in the dark, even if it was for selfish reasons.

Not that the blue-haired male seemed to care. As the night drug on, he never asked about what it was, that Kidd was trying to erase with the magic alcohol eraser, and he never seemed to be the least bit curious. Mostly they just danced, occasionally, Kai would bribe him into another drink, ask him a question or two that would lead the male to learn a little more about Lord Death's son.

With each passing drink the answers came more easily for Kidd and he became a little less of his uptight self. He even lost a button on one of his cuffs and hardly even noticed. He was beginning to think he should drink more often, this was turning out to be really nice. Though in his alcohol induced haze, he wasn't sure if it was the drinks or the God that had him feeling so good. Maybe it was a little of both. Or a lot.

"So you go to the DWMA?" Kai asked.

Kidd nodded, downing a shot as he leaned against the bar. "Whad 'bout you?" he asked, his words slurring slightly.

Kai shook his head. "Nah, I was homeschooled and got to finish early. Got done with that as soon as I could."

"You seem to be pretty popular," Kidd said, starting to notice how the blue-haired God seemed to be practically catered to.

Kai simply shrugged. "I suppose so," he said, trying to stay modest though it was obvious he was practically brimming with authority. He clearly ran the place. "This is one of my more popular hang out spots." He left the statement there, but the implication continued silently into the air between them, narrowly missing Kidd, pushed aside by his clouded mind.

The meister nodded and raised his hand for another drink, but as it was placed on the counter, Kai scooped it up and held it firmly between his fingers above his head, out of Kidd's unbalanced reach.

"Uh-uh, I think you've had enough. "

Kidd all but pouted, leaning into the taller male.

"But Kai, please?" he asked, running a hand down Kai's chest. What was wrong with him? He would never do this. Well, he did, once, and that turned out to be the biggest mistake of his life. He blinked away the thought, while his lack of flirtation filter was proof that he needed to stop drinking, his recall of That Night, was enough for him to all but climb on Kai to reach for the drink.

Kai gave a gentle smile as if Kidd was nothing more than a child begging for one more cookie as he pushed him back to the floor.

"Nope, you're done. How about I take you home?" He said, tilting his head back and downing the drink before setting the empty shot glass on the counter.

"I don wanna go home," Kidd whined, leaning his whole body against Kai. "Let's dance somemore. I wanna danswis you."

Kai chuckled and ruffled Kidd's hair, causing the meister to smile.

"We'll dance at home," he said, hoping this would persuade Kidd a little more to leave with him.

"All by ourselves?" he asked, his eyes lighting up.

Kai nodded, "All by ourselves," the words were drawn out and spoken in an almost syrupy and luscious tone as the blue-haired boy traced the tips of his fingers down Kidd's cheek and over his lips.

Kidd's eyes drifted closed and his lips parted, a heavy breath passing between them as he practically swooned to his knees. Yep, definitely too much alcohol, what was becoming of him to be swayed so easily into these heated feeling by one simple and sensual touch.

The next thing he knew, Kai had and arm around his waist and was pulling Kidd's arm over his shoulder, supporting him as they walked through the bar.

"Kidd?"

The God paused as Kidd turned his head towards the source of the sound, why did that voice sound familiar?

"Kidd! What happened?" A figure moved forward in a blur that slowly came into focus, taking shape of his beloved weapon, Liz.

"Nothing, he's fine, just a little drunk, I'm just taking him home," he heard Kai explain, his voice as clear and melodious as a finely tuned piano.

"And who are you?" Liz asked, immediately defensive. Kidd could barely make out her words.

"Kai Bayle, and who do I have the pleasure of making an acquaintance?"

Liz frowned. "Liz Thompson, one of Death the Kid's weapons. If you'll give Kidd to us we can make sure to get him home safely," she said, grabbing one of Kidd's arms, if only a little too tight.

As his brain caught up with the words she was saying, the meister let out a cry of protest and clung to Kai.

"Seems he doesn't like that idea, it might just be easier for me to take him rather than force him to do something against his will."

As much as she hated to admit it, he was right and she stepped back, dropping her hand from Kidd's arm and crossing her own across her chest.

"Alright, but straight home and no hanging around," she stated in a way that made it very clear that she knew exactly who he was.

He grinned almost to brightly, turning what was meant to be a trustworthy stretch of the lips into a challenging smile, daring her to try something if he didn't obey her orders. "Wouldn't dream of it."

The weapon glared for a moment then darted forward, gripping Kidd's shoulder as she pressed her lips close to his ear. The music was loud enough that only Kidd would hear her at this range.

"Kidd, you have to focus, listen to what I'm going to tell you. Kai is not-" she was cut off as Kidd weakly shoved her away. He didn't want to hear it. He refused to hear it, he didn't care and he didn't want to care.

Looking a little dejected, her face changed as it looked back to Kai, she glared at the triumphant smirk that now dominated his features and then turned on her heel and walked off.

Kidd was surprised when he felt joy and relief at her leaving. He made his way out into the cool crisp air, clinging on to his God. He didn't want to let go, he didn't want to be alone. Alone without his drug, his antidepressant. His cure.


Well, there you have it, I hope it was worth the wait and that you enjoyed it. Angel has the next chapter and I'll be sure to pester her to get it up faster than we usually do. If we're lucky, before November.

Oh, speaking of which, for those of you who know, NaNoWriMo (National Novel Writers Month) is fast approaching and both Angel and I participate, so it doesn't seem very likely that we'll be able to get a chapter up that month as we will be working diligently *cough cough* on our own novels. At least that's the plan. For those of you who don't know what this is or are interested in participating, I encourage month you to look it up and join with us in our month long writing marathon. It's lots of fun and prizes are pretty cool. Also feel free to message us about it if you want to be writing buddies or just have any questions.

As always, please be dears and favorite and most importantly review! Your input keeps us going loves, please remember that. The updates would be far between but there wouldn't be any at all if it wasn't for you loyal fans who constantly ask us for more. Thank you! 3 ~Treana