Forever in the Never After
Kid ended the protection ritual satisfied that no man, women, child, or Shinigami-sama himself would be passing into the grounds tonight.
"No-one violates the sanctity of my home and lives." He spoke grinding his angry words through his teeth.
He had made this a safe place, A place where he felt Patty and Liz could live unburden by the dark world they had come from. Sure the place was a bit spooky here and there, but so was the rest of Death City. That sanctity had been violated tonight and he was infuriated. How the hell had that witch even managed to enter the threshold of the building anyway. Kid had noticed right away that the witch didn't posses a soul and was propelling herself on sheer magic alone. That alone should have impossible, after all without a soul what were you. A mindless husk.
No kid thought to himself its more simpler than that, without a soul your dead. The thought of a undead witch sent shivers up and down his spine. Witches were strong enough without having undead attributes. Beyond their ability to control a animals they had magic, and many practiced potion and spell making but that witch had been void of even possessing a normal body. No witch can simply make its body full of holes and stretch and bend like that, it just wasn't possible.
Kid looked up to the room he knew was his and saw the light was still on. He wanted to be with Maka right now. Her leg had been bleeding profusely and he hadn't even stopped to check on it. He scolded himself for being a bad boyfriend, even though he knew he should secure the house first and then take care of her.
Kid opened the front door and check on the threshold, it still had its familiar warding magic intact everything was still in place.
He understood how the Oni got in after all oni's were death spirits, spirits that set up the calamity that would allow a person to pass into the afterlife. Not a magic in the world could block a oni from entering. If they had been summoned to do harm to another. They were death magic. Magic used primarily by undead things, and monsters, and high density demonic and ravenous ghost. That witch was another story though, she was tangible and not made of magic and spells, yes she was a form of undead like the Oni but having a body made rules.
Witches used magic and magic also has rules that limit it. A witch should not have been able to cross into a home without breaking a thresholds magic. Public spaces were one thing because they didn't bare a threshold but a home, well there are certain magic's that protects a home from unwanted invasion by magical forces. Who ever had sent the Oni must have known that but who ever had sent the zombiefied witch had not, or new that the witch could somehow overcome these boundaries.
That witch would be a hell of a lot stronger if she had been intelligent enough to break the threshold magic that suppress witch craft.
Kid stepped into the house and began working his way up the large staircase. "Liz must have already found everything we needed to bar up the house from magical forces." Kid spoke to no one but himself.
He was slightly frighten to enter his own room, he could hear Patty in the bathroom talking to Maka. Liz was on the phone activating the campus phone tree. He could hear Black Star's frantic voice coming from the receiver. And Kid's head was beginning to throb.
Kid was never good with dealing with blood. Hell most obsessive compulsive disorders patients could not tolerate body fluids, Kid tried to relax himself to prepare for what he knew was waiting in the bathroom. He knew Maka had been injured he had seen that claw like weapon the Witch had used on her. But he wasn't entirely sure to what extent. He listened at the door and tried to gage what he was going to see before he went in. Something had frozen him to the spot on the floor. He wanted to see Maka, but he was afraid of the wound.
"Maka we need to get you to a doctor I think this needs stitches." Patty cried.
"If you hear your brother coming I want you to keep him out of here." Maka said calmly.
"But Maka your wound." Patty argued.
"Kid will get sick if he sees this. I don't want him passing out, or having a panic attack." Maka scolded.
"Please Patty don't let him see me this way." Maka added softly.
This is what Maka thought of him. Kid thought sourly, she thought he was weak that he needed to be protected even though she obviously was injured. Kid's ego took a huge hit; and he realized she was right.
He leaned against the door and felt his face begin to fill with tears. He was weak this stupid illness was crippling him. If he could have only used the one gun alone when Patty had changed he would have been able to protect her. Kid's fist balled up and he realized how much he hated himself right now. He hated feeling this way. Feeling this helpless, he thought again to the razor like clawed hand that had tore at Maka and pushed himself into the bathroom.
"Come on were going to the hospital." Kid said emotionless.
"You need to get out of here Kid-kun." Maka said through clenched teeth.
"Liz have you called Soul and Maka's dad yet." Kid called out into the other room.
"I don't need to go." Maka argued passionately
"Were going" Kid growled looking at the four deep wound on Maka's left ankle.
This is it time to man up Kid thought to himself he felt and dropped down to the floor to get a better look at Maka's ankle. The wounds were deep you could see the flesh pushed from side to side with as if they had been ripped apart with a steak knife. This made Kid's stomach flinch and fought back the urge to vomit. He touched Maka on the head and felt her skin was cool and clammy. There were towels with blood on them everywhere. Maka's own hands were pressing against the wound holding a inky tar like blood from falling onto the tile floor.
"Don't worry Its healing already." Maka complained in a almost inaudible whisper.
Her voice was sweet now like nothing was happening. She pressed her fingers into the wound and more black blood began spilling out and filling in her flesh. Kid watched as Maka was forcing the blood out of herself so the black blood would heal her.
Kid looked at the wound again and fought the urge to get sick. The strange oily substance was clotting Maka's wound, repairing the flesh, The same blood that both Crona and Soul shared was healing her. He sat down on the floor and inspected it closer and felt ripples of dark magic coming from Maka's leg. Her eyes clouded over and her soft voice slipped away she was giggling now, some sort of insane macabre of laughter.
"You don't have to watch it will heal, this isn't the first time its' happened before." Maka tried to hold back a fit of laughter.
Kid looked at Maka surprised he was unaware that Maka had shared this ability with Soul and Crona, and found it puzzling she had not informed the rest of the group.
Maka coughed a little and kid notices she had spit a bit of the black blood in her hand. He watched mortified as she lowered that same spit down to her ankle, the saliva flowed into the wound and knit it together. The wound was healing all right, but it was by no normal means. The skin itself began closing before Kid's eyes.
He felt his neck grow sweaty and he swooned for a second. She had spit in her wound and it was healing. It was too much though. He thought, just too much to handle.
"Please don't call my Papa. Maka hollered to Liz. I'm in no mood to deal with him tonight. I just want to lay down and go to bed." Maka pleaded.
Kid looked away from the wound and into Maka's eyes. They were pleading with him begging him to do as she asked. The wound had nearly healed itself, the tissue showed only a slight scar, but the black blood was still working its magic, bubbling away like peroxide and healing Maka's scarred flesh.
"You don't need to be here Kid-kun. You don't have to watch." Maka said again.
"Liz hang up the phone." Kid called out emotionally, his eyes were watering and he picked Maka up and gathered her to himself. He could no longer look at the wound. He no longer wanted Maka to sit there and try to pretend nothing was wrong. Her perfection was marred he had seen it and it made him angry he would kill whoever had done this. He would make them pay. But right now, right now Kid just wanted to forget.
He buried his face in her his voice cracking in whispers. "What do we need to do?" He whispered.
He felt a damn of emotions break loose. He was crying now, someone had hurt his princess. Why am I this useless Kid thought to himself. Should I listen to her, should I disobey and take her to the hospital. I don't know what to do.
Maka buried her own head into him, he felt her eyes were wet as well and they were dropping down against his bare skin "Please Kid-kun, please don't stop loving me because of this." Maka whispered
Maka wasn't laughing any more she was crying. She had seen the revulsion on Kid's face. Seen the heat and the anger, that leapt to his eyes. She was tired though. Losing all that blood had exhausted her. Forcing the insanity to the dark recess of her soul had left her empty and devoid of all energy.
Kid rocked her back in forth in the bathroom. His heart hurt. What Maka had said had left a sting of truth upon him. Maka had been afraid to let Kid see her, because she was worried that he would look at her as damaged goods. And Kid felt hurt because he had for few brief seconds considered her perfection marred. Liz was right, he was putting too much pressure on Maka. Too much pressure to live up to a impossible standard, maybe she was better off left to Soul.
Soul could give her a normal relationship one which didn't entail things like leaving for the netherworld, or being surrounded by the souls of the dead. They could continue to hunt for Kieshan eggs and Maka and Soul would be fine together.
After all Kid had no future anyway. He was going to become the embodiment of death, and take over the netherworld. What kind of life could he offer. Kid just rocked more and more holding on to his sobbing girlfriend. He noticed that it was quiet outside the bathroom, evidently Liz had gotten off the phone, and Patty had disappeared somewhere in the house. Hopefully to put of the Shinto charms and cross all the doors and window seals with salt.
He raised Maka off the floor and Maka began to weep louder. "Please Kid-kun." She hiccupped and cried.
"Its ok" Kid soothed.
He laid her down on his bed and felt her grab onto his shoulders. She wasn't going to release him. She wanted him next to her. He kicked off his dirty house slippers and lied in bed wrapping himself around her body.
"You'll always be perfect to me." Kid said pressing his face into her naval.
He felt the lie slip from his tongue easily. It hurt him more that he had said it, but it was what Maka needed to hear.
Maka tears stopped a little she laid her hand on his head, "You're not upset with me than. You don't find me ugly because I'm not..."
Maka couldn't finish her words she was crying again, worried hurt and exhausted.
Kid looked her leg over again. The wound was gone there wasn't even a scratch on her leg, whatever damage had been done had been erased by Chrona's mysterious black blood."
Kid bent down and kissed Maka's ankle where the wound had been. It was a apology kiss, a kiss for thinking that she wasn't perfect or ideal for a second. A kiss for being not strong enough of a man to protect her. A kiss that begged for her forgiveness for ever doubting her.
Maka's tears dried and she quit sobbing. She pulled Kid up to her face by his shirt and kissed him again there was desperation in her kiss Kid could feel it, something else inside him could feel it too because his need was now overwhelming his need for self hatred.
"I love you." Maka whispered into Kid's mouth.
She was pulling on him now. Grabbing for his hand her kisses were comming faster and more desperate. Kid's eyes shut and he began returning her kisses with the same fervor. He could feel it now, what Maka wanted from him. She was still worried, worried about something stupid like what he thought of her. Maka wanted to feel beautiful and his body just wanted to take advantage of her.
Kid put on the break and pushed Maka's shoulder on to the bed. He was straddling her and he felt Maka's body moved underneath him. God that felt good he thought darkly.
"Aniki were done sealing up the house from evil." Patty called as she came up the stairs and stared into the room.
Liz followed closely behind her and both stopped at the door there eyes going wider and shocked.
"Aniki I thought we had a talk about this kind of stuff." Patty yelled beginning to stomp her way into the room.
Kid looked down at the awkward position he was in and looked over to Patty, suddenly she appeared more like Godzilla than the normally happy petite blond.
"I was just uhh..." Kid stammered.
"Ah kiddo-kun were going to bed... uh yeah." Liz sprang in quickly and grabbed Patty before she reached the bed.
"Say goodnight to kiddo and Maka Patty." Liz said panicking.
"But Aniki is doing..." Patty continued.
"I know what Kiddo is doing come on Patty." Liz said her face turning red.
"Don't worry I'll shut the door." Liz said before slamming it shut.
Kid slid off Maka quickly.
"Holy crap!" he said jumping up from the bed and began pacing the floor.
"Its ok Kid-kun" Maka said softly.
Evidently she hadn't noticed that he was trying to stop and Liz and Patty had given him the perfect opportunity for him to get himself under control. Sure he wanted Maka. But not like this, not as some sort of violent Shinigami thing that wanted to exploit her insecurities.
Kid ran his hand through his hair and pulled into a mess. Maka was looking at him watching him pace the floor like some idiot. Her lips were parted and her cheeks were flushed. She looked like some sort fan service page right out of a H-rated comic. Her eyes were clouded with both innocence and wanting and Kid nearly got a nose bleed from seeing her. He watched as Maka crawled over the bed in a cat like fashion and found his eyes were lingering on all the wrong places.
"I'm sorry he whispered." polite and curt.
"Its ok." Maka said in a soft sensual voice.
Kid looked into Maka's lime green eyes and his lips parted. She was wanting him and no feeling was as good as watching the woman you love want you. Especially if you felt as weak and useless as Kid was feeling right now.
Kid slid back over to Maka and wrapped his arms back around her. His eyes lowered and he kissed her mouth. He tasted watermelon lip-gloss on her lips he hadn't noticed that today. Most all the other times he had been pawing at her he was to in the moment to notice the little things. His mouth went over her cheeks and he could taste the salt from her spent tears.
"I 'm not going to change my mind about you just because you got injured." Kid said quietly into Maka's hair.
He felt better this was the truth, he was glad it was the truth. Because at one time in his life he may not have felt the way he did now. Kid felt Maka trembling lips find their way to his neck, she was trying to nimble on him but he could tell she had no clue what to do.
"I think you need to rest tonight Maka." Kid said slipping Maka's knees under the sheets.
"You bled a lot and we should have taken you to the hospital but I decided I couldn't say no to you at last minute." Kid said undoing Maka's hair so it went long around her shoulders.
Maka opened her mouth to protest as Kid started to step away. She notice him toss a pillow on the floor and grab a blanket from the closet.
"You don't need to do that." Maka protested. "I trust you."
This made Kid's ears perk up. He was somewhat happy Maka was going to let him share the bed. He had considered this to be a huge improvement against sleeping on the dirty floor. Even if he didn't trust himself completely.
"Scoot over" Kid said with a smirk.
He threw the blanket and pillow back on the bed and began looking for his pajamas. He argued with himself internally about doing this, but he realized Maka wanted this and he had problem with telling her no.
Somewhere in Kid's mind he heard Spirit voice yelling at him and calling him a liar.
"Don't pretend you're doing this for my daughter, you just want to take advantage of her." Spirit barked.
Kid answered the imaginary voice back. "You're probably right!" he then smiled inwardly and stepped into the bathroom. The bathroom floor was littered with the bloody towels, and that made Kid's eye brow start to twitch.
Just think of it as spilled fruit punch, or ketchup, Kid thought to himself. As he started to hyperventilate.
He began picking up towels and not looking at the colors splashed all over them. He gathered them up and found his knees were week. Maka came back into the bathroom just as Kid swooned. She took the towels away from him dropped them in the bathtub and closed the curtain.
"You ok?" Maka said shaky, she had one of her hands on the sink to give her balance.
"Yes I'm fine." Kid said wiping the sweet from his face.
"You're probably getting sick of saving me." Kid said hollowly.
Maka released the sink and padded over to Kid, he could see how unsteady she was. She was pushing herself too much. He thought quietly. Her hand pulled at his shirt and sheared it away from his body a few buttons popped off in the process. She reached out for his pajama shirt and stumbled forward a bit and Kid caught her again.
"You need to be laying down." Kid scolded.
"I can't very well lay down and relax if you're going to pass out in the bathroom over bloody towels." Maka said annoyed.
"Finish getting dressed and come to bed." Maka said exasperated.
Kid did as he was told and slipped his pants off, and slid into his black silk pajama bottoms. He gazed at himself in the bathroom mirror and grunted in disgust.
"Your worthless you know, she's sick and she's still trying to protect you." He spoke to his own reflection with disdain.
He started to put his shirt on and stopped. I need to change, change everything. He said to his reflection wearily. He threw the pajama shirt down on the floor and walked out of the bathroom.
Maka was laying on the bed. The top button of the silk pajama top was undone and the rose colored neckline dived just enough so he could see her long neck. He slid into the bed next to her and fumbled with the blankets.
"I'm sorry." Kid whimpered humbly
"Quit saying you're sorry."Maka said rolling over to him.
"I know what you can do and what you have problems with. There is no need to apologize constantly for something you can't control. " Maka scolded.
Kid's expression turned to one of defeat. "It doesn't mean that I like being like this." Kid said quietly.
He could feel the warmth Maka had left in the bed. She was close to him but not as close as he would have liked. The sheets brushed over his bare chest as Maka closed the distance between them.
"I know." Maka said sweetly.
"I can see how hard your trying. I'm just trying to tell you that you don't have to do everything at once. I know you're not going to get better in a couple of days. I'm willing to stand by you either way." Maka said happily.
Kid felt the overwhelming urge to crush Maka in a hug. He realized half way through grabbing her it was probably the most un-manly thing he could do so he tried to contain his excitement by wrapping his arms around her and pressing her into his bare chest. His hand wrapped around the back of Maka's head his other arm slid around to the small of her back and he pushed himself against her.
"You have no clue how the words you say to me make me feel." Kid said happily.
He released Maka's head from the hug and he watched her eyes turn up to him. She was being gentle and content her emotions remained partial covered by her need to sleep. Kid grabbed her by the bend of leg and pulled her up more so the two of them laid face to face. His hand brushed back her long blond hair and he kissed her forehead.
"Go to sleep Maka, I'll be right here with you." Kid whispered his lips grazing across her cheeks.
He reached over sluggishly and turned off the light next to the bed. It wasn't long before he heard Maka's breath falling deeper into sleep. Her hands were in small fists pushed up against his chest. Her hair spilled over the single pillow they were sharing. The second pillow lay down at her back.
Kid watched as her body tensed and released he knew then she was out for the night. He gently moved the pillow for behind her and laid it at the top of the bed. He pressed Maka to him in a final hug and rolled her over onto her side of the bed. Making sure the blankets were wrapped up to her neck and he pulled himself away.
He raised himself up to his feet and went to the window his feet falling on the plush black carpet that filled his bedroom. With that he gave one last look outside to see if any more birds were resting near the house or on the lawn seeing the blue dome of magic flickering outside made him content and he shut the currents and turned off the light on Maka's side of the bed. Kid then yawned loudly and fell back into the mattress whispering to himself.
"You have no idea how happy you make me." Kid's eyes closed and he fell into sleep.