Konichiwa! It's me again...OtAkU ChU! And boy have I been on the run from you guys! Those pitchforks just won't stop coming! Lol but please...forgive me for not updating in so long. To be quite honest...my last reviews were kinda strange? I didn't think many people liked the fact that Kid rescued Maka in the first place. But hey...I did do it for a good reason! For the Soul & Maka fans out there do not despair! And back to the point...the reason I haven't updated in so long is that I really didn't know where to start off. I mean I have the basic plot set out...my block though has been deciding on which character's point of view to start it off from. But FINALLY I have decided! Phoo sorry for the wait and please enjoy :)

Soul: ...

OtaChu: O.o what?

Soul: ...

OtaChu: AHHHHH I get it now... -.- you're pissed off at me yes?

Soul: Damn straight.

OtaChu: Oh come on ya big baby! Is it really that bad that I put the spotlight on Kid for a while?

Soul: (pouts) I wanted to be the one who saved Maka.

OtaChu: Well get over it, cuz for now she is with Kid.

Soul: DAMN YOU! I WAS SUPPOSED TO SAVE HER! NOT TRIGGER BOY!

OtaChu: LANGUAGE! Geesh...what am I going to do with you?

Soul: Nothing...just make it from my point of this time. (shoves Kid into a black hole)

OtaChu: There go your fantasies again.

Soul: Aw SHUDDUP

OtaChu: Tell me to shuddup one more time and I will write a fanfiction yaoi about u and BlackStar!

Soul: EEEWWWW all right all right...damn you and your blackmail.

OtaChu: I have my ways ^^ now on with the chapter!

Chapter 9: So in Love with Two

(Maka's POV)

The spiraling darkness overwhelmed her while she fell through a deep abyss. It was the same dream she had been having for fourth months, by now she had gotten used to it. "Soul?" Maka's voiced echoed throughout the chasm of darkness. Why had she called out his name?

It wasn't like he was coming for her anyways...probably at home snuggling with that flirty, big breasted, overbearing Blaire! She squeezed her eyes at the throb of pain that went through her heart, Soul wasn't coming for her. Maka opened her eyes, again seeing nothing but darkness.

She wished that she could pull herself from this dream...it felt as if she had been here for years.

"Let me go..." She whispered tiredly. Maybe it was because she was so weak that she couldn't wake herself up, or perhaps she just really didn't want to go back to the reality that was waiting for her. Waking up would only prove to her that everything that had happened was real. Soul getting beaten by BlackMaster, her world turning upside down when Jarett had forcefully kissed her. And most of all, how Noel had managed to take her away from the very person she loved. Or had loved.

Maka was so confused...at one point she felt that she would do anything for Soul. But now...she just wasn't sure anymore. What had changed? Did her heart just stop beating for him? Anytime that she thought of him it hurt so much. It felt like her heart was going to explode from the pressure. "Let me go." She muttered again. Maka was tired of feeling the pain, all she wanted was release.

"Let me be free." Soul's face wavered in and out of view, and she forced herself not to cry as she tried to let the darkness pull her under. "Maka..." A sound echoed from the black void. The voice was familiar and it made her hope come rushing back. "Kid?" Despite the fact that her mind was blank and her body remained numb, she could tell who that sweet, husky voice belonged to. Wait a minute? Did I really just think that? Maka shook her head in astonishment and became startled when a warm sensation tingled throughout her fingers. It felt like someone had just took hold of her hand. "What is that?" She thought strangely. She flexed her fingers and gasped at the heat that seemed to spread throughout her body.

"Kid?" Maka blushed as his face came into view. His gold honey eyes lit a spark in her that told her not to give up yet. She couldn't stop it now...the overwhelming feelings that were lying within. Where did this come from?

(Kid's POV)

He watched her struggle in her sleep, hoping that she would wake up soon. "I don't know what to do Maka." Kid took her small fingers in his grasp and caressed them carefully. It had taken a while to get to Chaos's summer home. It was in the deep forests off the side of Death City, which overlooked the beach. He kissed each one of her fingers gently and relished the way she sighed when he did that. Little did she know, that it turned him on so much. "Maka..." he groaned painfully, noticing the bulge in his pants. He sighed and pulled himself off the bed; letting go of her hand in the process.

There was no way that he was going to get carried away while she was asleep! He definately wasn't like that perverted Soul Eater! He huffed and stomped his way into the kitchen, fixing a piece of hair that had fallen into his face. "Who cares about that big idiot anyways!" He muttered darkly as he pulled open the refrigerator and grabbed the milk from the top shelf. It had been two days since he had taken Maka away from the brothel he had found her in, and yet she still hadn't woken up. He wondered why she hadn't? He sighed and poured the milk into a glass cup he had pulled from the cupboard. "I don't know what to do."

He glanced back at the door that led to his room, where Maka lay in his bed. Oh how he wanted for her to wake up! The sooner the better he thought wearily. Kid still had a lot of explaining to do for Maka, and to be honest with himself he didn't know how she would handle it. Afterall, this was a decision she did have to make on her own. He only hoped she chose him. Then once they were together, he could finally have her and her sweet little pussy all to himself. He blinked several times and shook his head in an embarassed manner. "No...no...I can't be thinking dirty thoughts like that."

It was true though, he loved everything about Maka. And that everything didn't exclude her body. He was a guy afterall, and doing things like that didn't pass by him. He shivered at the thoughts that crossed his mind. Kid had so many dirty things he wanted to do to her, but he wouldn't dare touch her unless she said so. Still, nobody said he couldn't think about it.

He sighed and gulped down the glass of milk, noticing how his cock had finally calmed down. "Thank god." He muttered while putting the glass into the sink carefully. He definately didn't want Maka to wake up and the first thing she see was how badly his cock needed her. He growled, and ran his fingers through his hair. Just thinking about her turned him on AGAIN.

"I really need to get rid of this habit." Kid walked down the hallway to the bathroom and opened the door. The inside was a bright white with little black squares symmetrically lining the walls. Luckily for him, his OCD with symmetry had calmed down over the years and he wasn't that overly obsessive about it anymore. He looked at the towel that hung slightly to the left off the rack, and fixed it to where it was straight. Okay maybe he still had a slight obsession with it. Kid pulled the toothbrush out of the small cup that sat to the right of the sink, and slathered it on with toothpaste. He started brushing his teeth, relaxing in the way that it moved against his tongue. Though he would never admit it to anybody, he had several different dreams where Maka had sucked his tongue for hours. It was quite stimulating for him, and it made him cream his boxers everywhere. Which when he woke up, he grudgingly and embarassingly had scurried to clean up before Liz had walked in on him.

He spit into the sink and swigged a cup of water; washing his mouth out. He REALLY had to stop thinking about jumping Maka already. Although he had to admit, the dreams he'd been having lately were very enjoyable. Kid put his toothbrush back into the cup and and turned on the shower faucet. He pushed the left switch all the way up, turning it on hot. Turning around and grabbing a towel out of the bathroom cabinet he started stripping his clothes off piece by piece. He would have never guessed that Maka would be right down the hall while he was taking a shower; it was making him a bit anxious. What if she wakes up and I'm not there? He stepped into the shower and let the hot water run down his body. He sighed and ran his fingers through his black hair, ignoring the fact that his white stripes threw the symmetry off completely. Will she be confused as to where she is? Maybe I should've waited for her to wake up. He shook his head, letting water droplets hit the shower wall and dribble down into the bathtub. Kid leaned against the wall, and looked down towards his neck. The necklace that Maka had given him for his birthday last year hung effortlessly around his neck. He fingered the topaz gemstone carefully, noticing that if the light hit it just right it strangely looked like the color of his eyes.

He smiled, loving the care and thought Maka had put into picking out the gift. Kid hadn't taken it off since the day she gave it to him, but he always reminded himself to hide it under his shirt. He didn't want Maka to think he was a weirdo for wearing it all the time. Remembering that he was still in the shower, he lifted up his head and reached for the cinammon shampoo that he had used since he was little. Kid always loved the smell and taste of cinammon...ever since the last time he had seen his mother. It was the only scent he could remember her by, so he wore it every day. He squeezed a little into his hand and ran it throughout his hair. If only Maka could do this with me one day...he thought absently. He blinked and blushed red. "What the hell is wrong with me!" He shook his head, ashamed at himself for wishing such a thing. He really didn't know what was wrong. Yeah, he did think about doing those things with Maka on occasion, but he made sure that he didn't think of it 24/7. He didn't want to end up like that perverted Soul Eater. He sighed, envying the relationship the psythe-master had with Maka.

Sometimes he wished he had the guts to act like Soul did, sure Kid absolutely fuckin hated him at times, but it still didn't change the fact that he spent more time with Maka then Kid did. Then again, that was to be expected. Soul was afterall, Maka's partner. He got the shampoo out of his hair and started washing his body. Even though it had already been two days, Kid felt as if he had just seen Maka. He wondered if she was still sleeping and hurried up his shower. Whatever it was, he didn't want to see her wake up alone. He turned off the faucet and shook his hair out. Pulling open the shower curtains, he froze midstep. There was very few things that surprised Kid, but this one took the cake. Standing right beside the open bathroom door, was Maka, staring at Kid in his fully naked glory.

(Maka's POV)

She gasped sharply, realizing that she was staring at Kid in the nude. She gulped, feeling a small lump in her throat when she tried to swallow. She peeked at his shocked expression and suddenly realized that she had been staring. "I-I'm SO S-Sorry!" She stuttered in apology and closed her eyes shut. Maka hoped he wasn't angry at her, afterall its not like waking up in his bedroom, in his BED wasn't enough. She just had to go look at him buck naked too! What the hell was wrong with her! She blushed a sinful red, the image of what his cock looked like zipped across her mind. She shook her head embarassingly, and backed up out of the doorway. "I'm sorry." She muttered quietly. Suddenly she felt a strong pair of arms grab her, and push her up against the hallway wall. She felt her ears singe and her heart switched into overdrive. "Kid?" she questioned breathlessly. "Its okay Maka, you didn't mean to." He reassured her. Maka could feel the heat rolling off his body in waves. She sighed in longing, remembering the time Soul had accidently walked in on her while she was taking a bath. He had just stood there staring, and then when he went to leave...the biggest smirk had crossed his face. She blushed and felt guilty that she had remembered such a thing. She was over him now right? He had never come for her.

"Maka?" Kid questioned huskily. She glanced up at his eyes, which sent her heart reeling over the edge. They were the same golden honey color as in her dream, the cinammon scent enveloped her and she suddenly felt safe. "Kid...I-" She was cut off as his lips pressed against her forehead. She blushed, but did nothing to stop him. Why? she wondered. "Your okay now Maka, I won't let anyone hurt you anymore." He said with a deep seriousness behind his eyes. Maka gasped and released tears the she hadn't realized she'd been holding back. "Kid..." She whimpered. He pulled her closer and stroked her back in small circles. "I know." he replied. She snuggled into him closer, feeling relieved that at least one of her friends was here to help her through the pain. "Kid where are we?" She asked quietly.

"In my uncle's summer home, we're about a hundred miles off the coast of Chaos Island. About a day's drive from Death City. " He complied. She peeked up from his embrace, suddenly realizing their situation. She coughed and pushed herself back slowly, but reluctantly. Already, she missed that warm heat that tingled at her core. Kid didn't seem offended, although she thought she saw a little disappointment flicker through his eyes. Guessing she must have imagined it, she gestured down to his bedroom. "Did you put me in there?" She asked, hoping that she didn't push him out of his own room for her own selfishness. Maka wasn't sure if she had woken up before, but she wanted to be sure to apologize if she had done so.

"Yeah, you were knocked out when I got you out of that place. You've been here for about two days sleeping it off." He walked past her and gestured her to follow him into the living room. She did so, and stopped to stare at the blankets that covered the small couch. Has he been sleeping in here for the last two days? She focused her gaze on the floor, embarassed and thankful that he had done such a thing for her. Kid's such a gentleman. She thought absently. "Are you feeling well?" She snapped out of her daze and peeked at Kid though her sandy blonde bangs. "I suppose so. I'm walking aren't I?" She joked. Kid smiled and patted the soft comfy looking chair that sat beside him. "Why don't you sit down? I'm sure your starved." He replied. She blushed and focused her attention on the window. "I'm really not that hungry." But at the worst moment her stomach growled loudly and moaned in embarassment. Kid only laughed and pulled her into the chair. "All right...I think that spoke for you." He teased. She glared at him playfully and lightly punched him on the arm. "Aw shut up and do what you were gonna do." He smirked, taking her breath away.

It was strange. They were both completely the opposite of each other. She watched Kid as he pulled out a black skillet from a bottom cabinet and turned on the burner on the stove. She laughed when she saw him try to carry a tub of butter, bread, a spatula, and a tea jug at the same time. "Here let me help you." She offered. She stood up and walked into the kitchen, snatching away the tea jug before he spilled it all over the floor. "Maka...I'm supposed to be cooking for you." He growled playfully.

"And you will probably be cleaning instead of cooking if you keep that up." She pointed at his nearly full arms and laughed lightly. "Besides, I'm feeling better." She replied. She felt a pair of arms encircle her waist, and she stopped cutting the butter. "Kid?" She questioned. She shivered when she felt his warm moist breath hit her ear. "K-kid?" She moaned. "Maka...please just sit down and let me make you something good." Maka gasped at the dirty images that hit her mind like a freight train. She closed her eyes as she felt Kid let go of her waist, and left the kitchen in a hurry. She knew that Kid wouldn't ever try to hit on her like that. But it still didn't change the fact that I responded so strongly to it. She scowled at herself as she plopped down into the chair. What the heck was she doing? Here she was getting aroused at the most stupid things! She really must have hit her head hard earlier when she fell out of Kid's bed. "Oi, Maka?" She snapped out of her daze and looked up at Kid in a kiss the cook apron. She guffawed and clutched her stomach, trying to keep in the laugh that threatened to escape. Kid cocked an eyebrow curiously at her and glanced down at his apron. "Does it look weird?" She nodded and busted out laughing. "I'm s-sorry k-kid...hahahahaa! Its just too funny!" She fell out of the chair and onto the floor, trying to calm herself down. She opened her eyes to see Kid leaning right over her smiling like a cheshire cat. She stopped and stared up at those golden eyes that made her legs quiver. "What?" She asked suspiciously. He grinned and ran his fingers across her cheek. "Nothing...its just nice to see you smile again."

She blushed and grabbed his fingers, obviously surprised him as she stroked his hand. "Thanks." She smiled gently. He seemed shocked, and his eyes darkened in a strong desire she couldn't quite identify. "Kid?" He snapped out of it and grinned sheepishly. "Don't mention it." He helped her off the floor and gestured toward the kitchen. "Now let's get back to those grilled cheeses."

WHOO HOOO! For the people who will wanna complain about me writing about Maka and Kid...you can GET OVER IT! Trust me...I have a good reason for this! But don't you think I did a good job describing their relationship? For the people who support or like this couple please tell me! I'd like to thank all my reviewers for giving me the encouragement to keep writing! Without you guys I doubt this story would be that popular! Love ya lots and I hope you enjoy the next chapter ^^

Soul: ...

OtaChu: He is definately pissed at me now yes?

Maka: I think that he is in a depression.

OtaChu: Oi, Maka what's up with you and Kid anyways?

Maka: What! O/O

OtaChu: Hmmmm (evil laugh) tell me...did you see all of Kid's GOOD side?

Maka: OHH SHUDDUP!

Ohboy how I love to tease these characters! Hope you guys keep reading and please review!

Btw: I am thinking that from now on I will start updating depending on the amount of reviews I get...hmm how about every 12 reviews? That really isn't too much to ask is it?