Liz POV...
When I'd returned home to find that Maka had spent the night, well, I was a little surprised. Kid often spent time at Maka's apartment, but Maka had never really been a presence at the manor.
Soul had probably kicked her out. He can be so inconsiderate.
Well, whatever the reason for her visit, I'm glad she's here. Kid looks an absolute wreck and it's good to know somebody was watching out for him. Obsessive behaviour or not, the guy was still prone to the odd depressive episode.
Kid and his tantrums, he can be real destructive.
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Maka POV...
I'd actually managed to make it out of the Manor with my dignity intact. Liz had offered me a pleasant goodbye and had even discreetly thanked me for watching out for kid during his 'Tantrum'. (Whatever that meant...) My graceful exit (despite the disguised limp – which I prayed that Liz hadn't noticed) had put me in good spirits.
Soul POV...
Maka's arrival back at the apartment was a nonchalant affair...and that pissed me off. Yes, I'd kicked her out in something of a hurry, but I'd expected her to text when she found someone to crash with.
She didn't.
She left me in the dark. And here she was, returning after spending the night who knows where, humming to herself, completely oblivious. She'd disappeared off the face of the earth, worrying me (when I should have been focusing on something else entirely), and she had no...freaking...idea.
"Where the hell have you been?!" I growled.
The humming stopped abruptly. When Maka turned her face was far too pale.
"S-Soul I...ah." She swallowed thickly, audibly. Her eyes kept flicking to the nearest door.
"Where were you?" I asked again, with marginally increased civility.
She squared her shoulders, meeting my eyes at last.
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It would be better if I just came out with it. Just say it. I'd SO intended to, but seeing Soul scowling like that...my confidence had all but evaporated.
I took a nice, deep breath.
"I was at Kid's."
"Well, why didn't you call in and let me know that you'd found a place to crash?" He sighed. His face softened. "I was worried."
Crippling...guilt...
He was doing that 'I'm not mad I'm just disappointed' thing...and it tore mercilessly at my conscience.
In truth, by the time I thought to text him I had my legs coiled around a certain Reaper.
"Because I was otherwise engaged..."
My vague response had obviously riled him because he growled out his next question.
"Doing what?!"
Two things entered my panicked mind.
Shit.
Don't you mean 'who'?
And
Shit.
Yeah, I can't count... My mind had stuttered to a halt.
Soul started to tap his foot.
"What..." he said, very slowly. "Were you...Doing?"
"K-K-Kid..." I spluttered.
I abandoned that attempt at speech, pausing to take a breath instead. Just, be honest, I told myself. The truth will set you free...and all that. Just let it out. Breathe.
In.
And out.
"Kid and I were having sex!"
Eugh... That hadn't come out right at all. I'd practically screamed it at him. I dreaded what he would say next.
"We both know that's a lie." He said seriously.
"Say Whaaat?" Dumbfounded...completely dumbfounded.
"Come on, you two prudes?! You seriously think I'd buy that?"
And then he did the worst possible thing. He laughed.
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