It was the next morning when Nichole woke up by the sunlight shining through her curtain. Trying to move her body so that she was facing away from the protruding light, she found herself wrapped in something, or from what she could see, someone. Tensing up, she thought of who could be in her bed. Memories from yesterday swelled up in her head as she slowly lifted her head to see a fast asleep Kidd, who still had his arm around her waist. The witch blushed seeing that during their slumber that their legs entangled themselves together. She also noticed that her head was on top of Kidd's chest, with her hand on his taunt stomach.
Nichole blushed deeper when she noted that her hand was inside of his shirt, touching his bare stomach. Panicking, she moved her hand slowly down his stomach. Her fingers brushed against his smooth skin, feeling all the rigidness of his abdomen under her fingertips. Feeling a bit bold and taking into consideration that he's still sleeping, Nichole moved her hand to the side to feel him all over, her hand lingering over his pelvic bone where she can feel the indented "v-line". Her pinkie found the waistband of the shorts he was wearing and being extremely curious, she gently slid her pinkie right under for a complete second. With that only second her mind went crazy thinking about how he would look under there. "Oh sweet Death, kill me now." Was he big? Average? Thi-
"Like what you feel?" Yelping at the sudden interruption, Nichole fell off the bed in a heap with the blanket. Rubbing her bottom, the witch blushed at being caught red-handed. "You okay there?"
Looking up towards the bed, she felt her face burn all over seeing Kidd, who turned over onto his stomach hugging a pillow under his head with half of his face buried, looking at her with his gleaming golden eye.
Shaking her head, she answered to the best of her abilities. "Y-Yea I'm fine." Standing up, Nichole looked over to the clock on her desk that read 11:00 am. Throwing the blanket towards a still staring reaper, Nichole grabbed clothes quickly from her closet and headed towards the door. "I'm going to shower." She called over her shoulder closing the door behind her. Opening and closing the door to the bathroom, Nichole let out a deep breath she didn't knew she was holding. Seeing a disheveled Kidd was really a sight to see with his hair messed up pointing in all directions along with a smirk playing at the lips and his eyes, oh those eyes, were mesmerizing. Golden eyes that were very bright, vivid, taunting, and a glint of something else she couldn't quite put. Mischievous? It didn't matter, all she wanted to do now was shower and that's what she did.
Sighing to himself, Kidd turned back over to his back kicking the covers off. He doesn't know why, but when he's around Nichole he just feels different. He doesn't feel the need to be calm and mature around her. The Shinigami felt as though he can let loose without being teased for the sudden change. Nichole, besides Liz and Patty, is the only person who has seen this side of him. Draping his right arm over his face, he placed his left hand over where she touched. A blush creeped on to his cheeks as he remembered how her soft hands felt against his skin. All he wanted to do was to climb up on her and kiss her endless. No woman was able to rile him up like this witch is able to and it really struck him. He never was interested in love as much until Nichole came around. Sure he has had a girlfriend or two in the past, but they didn't really catch his attention like the one who allowed him to sleep in her bed last night. This feeling was new to him and he didn't want it to go away. Kidd was sure enough that Nichole was someone he didn't want to lose and would practically cage her up in his home if he was given the choice to. The Shinigami doesn't want anyone to take away his crush and would try his best to scare away anyone who even dare to show interest. Just seeing her near Soul these past months before their mission made him want to rip her away and say 'She's mine!'
He was interrupted by Nichole opening the door to the room showered and dressed. He noticed that she was wearing her old usual outfit which made him smile. Her hair was styled the same way as yesterday and it suited her look.
"Like what you see?" Snapping out of his little trance Kidd brought his attention to a giggling Nichole, who appeared to have clothes in her hands. "Oh here, Liz came and dropped this off for you."
Dumbfounded by this, Kidd stood from the bed and accepted the clothes. "Thanks I guess I'll go shower now." He for some reason felt his cheeks burn red as he passed Nichole. It was his turn to leave the room and shower leaving Nichole to her own thoughts.
The witch's mind blew up after he left. She just can't get him out of her mind. Right now all she wants to do is go in there, push him against the wall and kiss him endlessly. "What is he doing to me." Nichole thought as she dragged herself towards the bed to straighten it. After she made her bed, the witch couldn't help but flop onto it taking in Kidd's lingering scent. He smelled very minty, like as if he was winter or something. She wished she could just bottle up his scent and keep it with her every day so she can just open it whenever or just have him stay with her all day so she can smell him herself.
Huffing she turned herself over and hugged a small pillow to her face. This man is doing something to her and it's driving her crazy. No one has affected her this way like the Shinigami is, not even Soul. She doesn't know what to think of him. He totally disarms her without even trying. Whenever she is around him he always distracts her from her thought process quickly throwing her off track. Hell, if Kidd were to tell her to jump off a building Nichole most likely would do it without a second thought. The reaper has gotten under her skin and she doesn't like it one bit. She loves him and all but Nichole doesn't want anyone too close to her. Soul, even after dating her for a year, doesn't know her as well as he should have. Everyone at the academy has never spoken to her on the deep levels about her life experience before the academy. Stein, Spirit, and Lord Death only know the surface of her story. They just knew that she was thrown out and had some type of bounty on her head to who ever was able to kill her.
During her time alone before coming to the academy Nichole survived by earning money doing what she knew she can do best with her abilities. She killed for money. It didn't matter who it was, but as long as she got money out of it she was fine. There were incidents where she was chased out of small villages that at that time was enough to push her over the edge. She would black out and wake up covered in blood. Nichole was grateful that during that time she wasn't conscious of what she had done. The witch remembers everything she has done to the people who she has killed and tortured when she was conscious. She did anything if it meant that she would survive, but she hated to admit the joy and freedom in murdering people. Because of this Nichole even took on assasination jobs that paid her a great amount of money. Of course the employer looked at her doubtfully considering how young she was, but after allowing her to demonstrate what she was capable of they hired her right away.
When the witch had some free time, she would search for her parents whereabouts. They didn't live in the house they lived in before so she asked around. One day as she was inspecting a potential house that could be harboring her parents she was ambushed my men sent to kill the young witch. After the ambushed Nichole spent the rest of her years hiding in fear because whenever she would go out there was always someone trying to get ather. Even with her great abilities she didn't think that it was enough to keep her alive for long. Never trusting anyone or anything, Nichole vowed to not get attached to a single person.
Sitting up on her bed she made way to her desk. Sitting on the chair she took a key out that was taped under the table and unlocked a drawer on the side of the desk. Opening it revealed piles of papers that were written on and took out a folded file that was placed on top. It had her name on it. Nichole got a hold of this folder from Edna's office. After getting Maka and Soul out of the club she went in search for Kidd. She was nearing Edna's office when the door opened suddenly, quickly ducking into a darkened open room the teen watched as the seemingly angered older woman sped away to the other side of the building. Curious to what she was up to in her office, the witch made her way into Edna's space. There was papers and folders littering the once clean desk and Nichole couldn't help herself but look through the mess.
Nichole finished looking through a few papers when she stopped dead in her tracks. There in front of her was a folder with her name on it. Her real name. It read 'Nichole Koltz' and for the first time in forever the witch had a piece of her identity revealed. Sure she remembered her old house and parents, but she never remembered her life before everything. It was as if her memory was fogged over glass, but seeing her name lifted something off of her chest. Grabbing hold of the file, Nichole opened it unveiling several photos of her and her parents confirming it was indeed her information and actual name. There was pictures of her at many different ages and places. Covered in blood and hidden in a place that she lived in for period of time. The fact that they had found her when she thought she was hidden where no one could find her was chilling. Flipping through more photos of houses that may have been where her parents had lived in she stopped frozen in place. Her violet eyes widen at what was splayed in front of her. There were pictures of what was her parents or left of them. Tortured, slashed, shot, and pull apart. What haven't they done to them and she didn't want to look further to find out.
Nichole felt like she could throw up at any moment but swallowed it down folding the file and shuffling it into the tight dress she performed in. Embedding her sword into Edna's body gave her a sense of satisfaction. For a moment she felt like she was back in time, when she killed to survive, but this time she killed because she wanted too. Nichole would be lying if she said she didn't enjoy it. She was disgusted by the way happiness filled her tainted heart when she finished off the elder woman. The teen remember the look of horror and shock that reflected Kidd's face when she turned towards him. It was a face that was all too familiar and it didn't sit well with her.
Frowning at herself and the memory, Nichole placed the file in her drawer and locked it away where hopefully no one would go snooping around. Taping the key back under the desk she sat there with her back facing the door pondering.
Unknown to her, Kidd stood there with the door half open witnessing everything. Although he didn't see the contents of the file he knew it was something important and deep seeing the way the witch tensed when looking over it. The reaper as well couldn't help but feel curious on what else she hid in the locked drawer. Feeling that he should make his presence known he closed the door very softly and opened it again making some noise signaling his arrival.
"Hey, I wanted to ask you if you wanted to grab something to eat before I head to the academy." He said rubbing a towel over his head trying to act as if he saw nothing.
Jumping out of her seat startled, she looked over to Kidd seeing that he was in usual symmetrical suit attire. Out everything she could have done at that moment Nichole started to giggle. Raising a brow Kidd couldn't help but ask.
"What's so funny?"
Pointing at him then herself Nichole answered him smiling. "I can't help but point out that we usually wear the same colors." Looking down at himself then her, Kidd let out a chuckle at the fact that was indeed true to the core. They were both pale as well in skin tone. "I think the only thing difference between us is our eye and hair color as well that I wear the pendant to give me some more color." She said taking the pendant that was resting in a velvet box on the desk.
Walking over to the witch, Kidd took the pendant from her hands and gently lifted her dress collar up, latched it around her neck and folded the collar back over it so that it rested under the fabric. Still standing in front of the sitting witch, the young Shinigami lightly held the emerald pendant looking at it in a tenderly.
"You know I was always against my father giving my mothers pendant to you, but as years went by I was able to learn more about you even more so on the cruise and now looking at it hanging around your neck I think your the most perfect person my father could have picked to wear it." Kidd shared placing the emerald back in place on top of her chest.
Softly touching the stone, Nichole was in complete shock at what the reaper had just told her. She just sat there looking at his face in a dazed not knowing what to tell him. The fact that he was standing so close to her made the already intimate moment even more intimate. Swallowing once she looked down at her lap where she began to fiddle with the hem of her dress. Nichole was at a lost for words. Her cheeks began to flush at her silence.
"K-Kidd I don't know what to say really. If you would have told me earlier on that it bothered you I would have respectfully given the pendant back in one piece."
"Well I'm happy that I didn't."
"S-Sorry I re-"
"Sh, Nichole." The raven haired teen crouched down to kneel and sit on his calves making so that Nichole had to look down at him while he spoke. "Look, these past months I was given the chance to really get to know you personally and I'm extremely grateful that I did. You're such a special person to me right now that I never want to let you down. It tears me apart to see you not care for your properly and I hate to see you in such a sad mood. From this day on I vow to you that I will do everything in my power to protect you from anything and anyone who is a threat," he finished taking her shaking hands into his cold yet warm ones.
Nichole was filled with love and admiration for the Shinigami in front of her. Tears welled up in her eyes as she stared at Kidd. She tried to blink them away but they fell over and streamed down hot on her flushed cheeks. Never in her life has anyone got down on their knees to tell her something so powerful and meaningful. The witch closed her partially open mouth to gather her thoughts. She feared that if she talked the only thing that would come out are sobs. Searching for any indication that he was lying, Nichole took in a deep breathe after finding none and found her voice to speak.
"T-hank you so much Kidd. You d-don't know how m-much that means to me." Wiping away at her eyes she took the reaper's hand and stood up pulling him up with her. Now having to look up to see his face, Nichole wrapped her arms around him bringing him in for a warm hug. "Thank you so much," she whispered into his suit jacket.
Kidd tightly wrapped one arm around her while softly caressing her head with his other hand. He meant everything he said but he didn't add that he was going to fight to win her heart over. Placing his chin on her head and wrapping his other arm around her, he close his eyes. Feeling her right against him was everything he dreamt it to be. He couldn't help but think about how her body fit perfectly against his and how warm she was.
After a few minutes of holding each other, Kidd felt that Nichole had calmed down and opened his eyes. With his chin on her head he spoke, "So how about going out for that breakfast?"