Hahaha. I hope you enjoyed the last chapter because I'm going to make this one evern MORE fluffy! o_0

kid POV

Once I was high in the air on beezlebub, I started laughing. Not cute, funny laughter, but slightly crazed-been-holding-it-in-too-long kind of laughter.

I shall admit, it was rather unsettling. Then again, so was the argument I had with myself, as I knew if I had one with anyone else, the outcome would NOT in any way be symmetrical.

"Oh my Death I finaly kissed her."

"Gosh, you stupid, filthy, asymmetrical reaper scum! She's been waiting for that forever!"

"Yes, well,in my defense, I needed to be ready to kiss her, or it would have been unpleasant."

"You mean you needed to figure out the most symmetrical way to kiss someone."

"I'll have you know that was a highly important factor!"

"Yeah, yeah. Highly important."

"Yes, but still you don't get it," I said to myself, exapserated. "I kissed her! I've never kissed anyone before!"

"Alright, good job for that."

I take it back. It may have been more pleasant to argue with someone else.

-Liz POV

I walked into the living room in gallows manor to get my lip-gloss, (I had a bad habit of leaving it between the couch cushions when I watched romantic comedies. It's not like I can hold a pillow laughing and my lip-gloss at the same time!) but when I looked to the couch, instead of lip-gloss, I found my meister.

He looked kinda cute, in his black reaper mask pajamas, clutching a pillow. A bright pink blush spread out across his face, and he was wearing the look.

Oh no, the look that every mother, every older sibling fears.

Death The Kid had finally gathered the guts to put the move on a girl.

Yup, he kissed her. And I'm pretty sure I know who, and how.

"Hey, Kiddo," I said, plopping myself down on the couch.

"Hi Liz..." He didn't look at me.

"So,"

"'So' what?"

"Who'd ya kiss?"

His face flushed a brighter red.

"Was it Maka?"

The blush was spreading to his ears.

"So, what did she say?"

"She was pretty shocked..."

Oh dear.

"In a good way? Did she throw anything at you?"

"I don't know, but she's been waiting for it for a while, I guess."

"Well, that's good," I said, poking him in the arm. "That means that she probably liked it!"

His bottom lip began to tremble.

"Oh no. Whats wrong?"

"Liz, you only poked me on one side. Its terribly asymmetrical."

(A.N. this next bit wasn't part of the original storyline, but it was too cute to resist!)

Patty POV

Crona had said 'Hi' to me at school without stuttering. That was good, right? I mean, he hid from me before.

I put down the school yearbook where I had circled Crona's face with a blue crayon. I had learned how to be quieter around him, so he was less afraid of me, and I wanted to see if he was enough not afraid to go with me to a park, or a zoo, or something even more fun!

But I had to ask him first, didn't I?

I grabbed my box of crayons and a sheet of coloring paper.

This Letter was going to be the best in the whole kingdom of ever lovin' letters!

GIRAFFES AND CAKE COULDN'T COMPETE!

Soul POV

Maka was acting strange. She was still in her pajamas, for one, and she had sat down on the couch with a pillow and a plate of riceballs. I mean, who does that? Especially Maka.

You know what? I bet I could make a whole list of the things wrong with Maka.

-She isn't reading

-She's blushing

-She hasn't gotten onto me for the pile of chips on the counter

-She keeps giggling, and covering her face with her hands

-She's in her fluffy pajamas

-She watched a soap opera! And worst of all...

-She skipped her homework.

I'm sorry but the Maka I know does NOT skip homework.

Ever.

In her life.

She had appendicitis and still turned it in on time.

And it all started after that one night at the library.

"Soul! Can you come here!" yelled Maka over her shoulder.

"Yeah, I'm coming."

I sat down on the couch next to her, and she bounced up and down, brimming with joy, or anticipation, or whatever.

"Guess what."

"What."

"I got kissed!"

Oh crap! It was that no good son of a (Censored for the rest of Souls profanity packed mind rant!)

"Who the hell kissed you!"

She turned to face me, looking hurt.

"Who the hell kissed me. That's the first thing you say. 'Oh, nobody would like Maka, who on earth was interested in miss tiny-tits? How could she actually have friends like that?' Well Soul, you are my weapon partner, but I have friends. Friends who might like me... And if you didn't have the guts to step up first then that's your own fault, not Kid's or mine."

She brought a small book down on my head, grabbed Blair, "NYAAAA! WATCH IT!" and disappeared under a pile of blankets at the foot of the couch.

Since when did life begin to resemble a shojo anime?

Maka POV

I can't believe Soul! He never seemed to care before, but I mention kissing (but not with him, oh no! Whatever shall he do?) and he gets all possessive! What a jerk. What a narrow minded jealousy fueled jerk.

I wonder if Kid's in danger because of him? Or if Soul would try anything stupid and get hurt?

"Nyaaa! Whatcha' worryin' about, Maka Chan?"

Great. Another explanation for me to think up.

A.N. Yay! Finaly done! now you guys have another chapter, so plz review!