Massive thanks to everyone who favorited and followed this story. I feel so loved HAHA. Anyway, I know it had been so long for the development of the story so I'm glad you guys are still sticking around. Without further ado, here's chapter 10! :D

CHAPTER 10

When Kid texted Maka on the night of the "incident", she immediately pressed call, instead of reply, to get all the details from him. He answered after 8 rings.

"What took you so long?" Maka demanded instead of greeting the boy.

"Woah there hot head, calm down." he laughed in return. Maka could hear various movements from the other line and finally heard a door being locked before Kid spoke again. "I told you, you don't have to worry about me, idiot."

"But I am worried!" she replied exasperatedly. She had been on edge all throughout the day especially since Kid didn't go back to class after being called to his father's office. Maka debated on flooding Kid's phone with text messages or simply waiting for his text, good thing the logical part of her brain won that round.

"So… are you going to tell me what happened or not?"

When she heard Kid chuckle on the other side she was about to chastise him but stopped herself when he actually began telling her what happened.

"Wow." was her only reply when Kid finally finished recalling what happened earlier in the day.

"I know, right?" Kid replied, and she could hear the smile on his voice and it irritated her that it made her feel giddy.

"So now what? You're officially free to be part of your band?"

"Yep!" Maka heard another shuffling on the other end, she figured it was Kid moving to lie on his bed.

"Hey, you've never told me you had a brother." she said as a way to continue their conversation.

After probably an hour of talking, she was surprised at herself that she still doesn't want this particular call to end. Looking back, if this had been Liz, who had been the only one who kept calling her in the middle of the night to discuss random stuff, she would have already told her that she's too tired and that they should continue the conversation tomorrow morning.

"I must have forgotten," Kid yawned, "he's quite busy with his company and restaurant in New York so he doesn't come down here much."

"Are you already sleepy?" she replied, hearing the tiredness on Kid's voice.

"Not really. You?" Maka shook her head no and remembered that she was talking to Kid through the phone and stammered a reply.

"Hey, Kid." Maka began, and Kid felt that he knows where this conversation was heading to. He gulped before answering, "yeah?"

"Earlier, when we uhmm… when we were talking on the hallway…" she paused for a moment and Kid heard she inhaled a lot of air as if readying herself, "whatwasthekissfor?" If Kid wasn't holding his breath,, he might've missed what Maka said.

What was the kiss for? Honestly speaking, he had also been asking himself about it all throughout the day. Even when they were having the perfect lunch and dinner earlier, the question kept hanging on his mind. Seriously, why did he do it? Then it dawned on him when he saw her name flash on his screen after sending his not-so-informative text message about what happened. He almost dropped his phone due to shock and excitement. He even felt giddy and felt his cheek turn hot as his blush deepen. Even Asura noticed it and he teased him that his girlfriend was calling him. Kid ran to his room before their father came out of the kitchen to confirm what Asura was talking about.

He tried to compose himself by taking deep breathes before pressing the answer button. Hearing Maka's voice sent chills down his bones. It was their first time talking on the phone and it felt very intimate to him. It was as if Maka's was whispering to his ears. Because of such thoughts, his subsiding blush immediately returned.

They had been hanging out over the break and even with such a short period of time, he had opened up to her and he felt the most comfortable when he's around her. She had been the first to know, outside of his band, that he was a drummer and she didn't judge him of his choices. She had also been the one who kept on motivating him to perform better on his studies even though his grades weren't that bad. He had shared stories of his childhood and she had laughed along with him whenever he remembers something from what he had said. She even cheered him up countless of times whenever he's reminded of his late mother. He had always known that as the days go by when he's around Maka, he wanted it to turn into something more.

What was the kiss for? She had asked. Well, he definitely knew the answer.

"Well… I like you, Maka."