Wedensday, July 1, 2009

Kidd couldn't help but notice Liz's strange behavior. Ever since Saturday afternoon, she had been jittery and shaky. She tried to blow it off, but Kid knew something was bothering her. How could he not? He was her meister, he knew the innerworkings of her very soul.

It had started off with her becoming protective of Patti, more so than usual. Liz watched her little sister like a hawk. She had even yelled at Kidd when Patti got a scrape on their mission Sunday evening.

Then, Liz began to insist on opening the door everytime someone knocked and answering the phone everytime it rang. She would jump whenever a car passed them on their way to school. It troubled Kidd, but it worried Patti more.

"She's never done this before. Something is definately weird." Patti said, jolting Kidd out of his thoughts.

"What to you mean?" He asked.

"Well, she's been acting weird all week. You know how Liz said she went to see Maka for lunch?" Kidd nodded. "I asked Maka what they talked about, and Maka said that they never had plans." He felt his eyebrows furrow. "And she's been in the bathroom forever."

"What could be the problem?" Kidd asked the youngest Thompson sister. If anyone knew Liz, it was her sister. But Pattie just shrugged. Kidd tapped his pencil against the wood of his desk. Then he lifted his hand high in the air.

"Yes, Kidd?" Professer Stein asked in a monotone.

"Patti and I would like to excused." The mad man looked at Kidd for a moment, his eyes calculating. The young reaper's golden eyes were alight with determination.

"Okay." He said. Kidd gathered his things then placed a hand on Patti's shoulder. He lead her out of the room.

Once the door had shut firmly behind them, Patti blinked at her meister. "What are we doing, Kidd?"

"Looking for your sister.

Wenesday, July 1, 2009 (cont.)

Liz tapped her foot impatiently. Her father was late for their meeting. It wasn't an ideal spot, an stinky alley, but it was far from the DWMA and from Kidd's mansion. She looked up when she heard footsteps. Her father marched down the alley like he owned the place. Tara followed behind him, clutching to his arm. Her dress was blue.

"You're late." Her voice was cold.

"I know, Liz, I'm sorry."

"Whatever." Her father opened his mouth to speak, but Liz cut him off. "I don't have time to catch up. Why did you ask me to meet you?"

"Your father-" Liz sent a scathing glare in Tara's direction.

"I wasn't asking you." She turned her eyes back to her father.

"I have to take you and Patti in. You need to be under my custody." Liz raised her eyebrows.

"Are you crazy? No!" She snapped.

"Liz, this is the only option. Your mother cannot find you two. I can keep you safe. We can be a family." Liz scoffed. "Listen to me-"

Liz's dark blue eyes lit in anger. "No, you listen to me. You can't desert Patti and I and leave us with that...monster, then come back years later, when we already have a life, and a good one at that, and expect us to be a big happy family. You just can't. Patti and I love it here. We have friends, and a partner who we adore. We live in a big house, and we never have to worry about going hungry and not having enough to eat. We're going to school. And I refuse to let you take that away from us!"

"Liz?" She looked away from her father to find Kidd and Patti standing at the entrance to the alley. She let out a sigh of relief and ran forward. Liz pushed past Tara and her father and wrapped her arms around Patti. She buried her face in her little sister's hair. Patti gently pushed her back.

"Sis, what's going on?" Her light eyes darted the the pair in nice clothing. "Who are they?" Liz tensed. Kidd placed a hand on her shoulder. She glanced up at her meister. When did he get taller than her?

"Patti, is that really you?" Their father asked, walking up to the trio. Kidd positioned himself in front of both his weapons. Patti looked at her big sister.

"This is out dad." Liz answered, voice quiet. Kidd looked at her in disbelief. Patti's eyes grew wide.