Well, last chapter sure was interesting wasn't it? I hope you all enjoyed it. Definitely my favorite to write so far. Thanks to purplegradient for the review! This next chapter is dedicated to purplegradient and PawPrint05. Enjoy!

Chapter 10

Interrogation

Myra's POV

Applause. I could hear applause, but what had I done? I couldn't exactly see anything, but I could feel something. It was warm and it made my heart flutter with joy. But why was I feeling this? I was about to open my eyes to see why the applause. In front of me I saw someone in a tux. I looked up to see who it was and-

"Myra wake up! " My sister yelled in my ear. Damn you Maka. She flopped onto my bed as I reluctantly sat up. Instinctively I reached for my Death pod on my nightstand and checked the time.

"What the hell, Maka? It is 8:30 in the morning on Sunday. I should be sleeping," i irritably told her.

"But I want to know what happened yesterday," she told me.

"Yesterday?" I asked confused. Then I remembered. I went on a date. Not just any date, my first one. With Kid. "Oh, right. Yesterday." I could feel my face heating up.

"Obviously. Now come on and tell me! What was it like?" Maka beamed at me with an eager smile. That's the thing with Maka. She thirsts for knowledge no matter how insignificant. But seeing her like this, more girly than ever, it was very out of character for her.

"Not much happened. We went to lunch and hung out at a few other places. That's it." My face kept heating up, I didn't like talking about this. It's a bit embarrassing. More than a bit. A lot. I'm not good with feelings. All I had when I was younger was Maka. And I didn't even need to tell her what I was feeling because of the twin-sense. Eventually I got so used to Maka knowing what I needed or what was happening within a moments notice, I stopped showing how I felt. Sure, i smile and laugh and maybe look angry at times, but that isn't exactly what I'm feeling. I got in control of my emotions and became really good at masking them so people don't know what I'm thinking of. The exception of course is Maka.

"Oh BS, Myra. More than that happened. Just tell me! Did you guys kiss?"

"Wh-what? No of course not! Why would you ask such a thing?" My eyes went wide and my cheeks became as red as my hair.

"Well you seemed all cuddly with him last night when he brought you home."

"I was tired, nothing more. I didn't have a good night sleep the night before."

"Yeah, sure. So what else happened?"

"We didn't kiss."

"Okay, but what did you guys do if not kissing?" She was really pushing my buttons with this.

"I told you already. We had lunch and hung out."

"No, I need more details than that."

"Like?"

"Like, where did you go for lunch? What did you have? Where did you go afterwards? What did you do there? That kind of stuff."

"A resturaunt, food, places, hung out. That enough?"

"No, you idiot."

"Hey, don't call me an idiot."

"Well you kind of are. Just tell me stuff. Please?" she gave me puppy eyes. Damn her, she knows I can't say no to that. Fuck.

"Fine," I grumbled. "We went to Deathbucks and had pizza, but it started getting kind of awkward so that's when I called Donna in the bathroom to get a little advice on what to do. Then I went back to the table and we started talking about Marvel and DC."

"Oh yeah, I totally forgot that Kid is into superhero stuff. Must have been nice to talk about common interests."

"It was better than silence. It was a little strange though. Kid doesn't seem like the kind of person who likes that stuff. He looks like he'd be into silent films and classical music and theatre."

"Yeah, the rest of us were surprised when we found that out as well."

"But anyway, we talked for a while then left. We went to that arcade we went to that one time. Remember? We got on the top 20?"

"Oh yeah. That was fun. So, did you play that game?"

"No. we played the only modern game in there."

"Oh that dancing one. I like that one."

"Me too. I beat Kid's ass in it." We laughed. It was good to talk to my sister like this once in a while and just feel like normal teenage girls and not ones that are plagued with Kishins and Witches and Soul collection. Sometimes I wished it could always be like this.

"I figured you would. He sucks at dancing."

"I know. I saw what he was doing on the machine. It was awful."

"Like a monkey on Red Bull having a spasm?"

"Exactly." There was a knock on my door, which was still wide open because Maka never closes my door after coming in or leaving. We looked up to see my weapon, Donna, standing there.

"Lots of girly giggling coming from this room. Now I see why. Maka, stop breaking my meister, she isn't this girly or giggly ever!" Donna said.

"We were talking about how bad Kid's dancing is," I told her, hopefully explaining.

"So you guys went dancing on your date then? Ooh-la-la," she teased walking towards my bed and sitting down on it with Maka and I, all of us in our PJ's.

"No, nothing like that. We went to the arcade and played that dancing game."

"And he was bad? Or just compared to you, he was bad?" Donna asked me.

"Bad. You can't even compare us. Especially with all the lessons you make me take."

"Hey, it came in handy, didn't it?"

"Yeah, I suppose it did."

"So what did you do after the arcade that made you fall asleep?" my twin asked.

"Yeah, what was that about anyway?" Donna added.

"We walked around for a bit then went to the park. I saw that one tree Maka and I used to play on all the time when were little, and climbed it. Kid was about to, but then this small child tripped and skinned his knee on the ground and Kid went to help him."

"Aww!" they said at the same time. Thinking back on it, I guess it was sweet. I don't like children, so I really could care less about a scraped knee.

"Shut up," I playfully scolded. Donna giggled and Maka smirked.

"So, how did you even fall asleep? It sounds like you guys were busy all day," I heard a voice from the door. The three of us turned to see an empty doorway. Not a moment later, I felt a plop on my lap; I looked down to see Blair in her cat form making herself comfortable on my thighs, looking up at me. Damned cat doesn't know she isn't allowed in my room after the molestation when we first met. Soul's room is next to mine, and she was going to his, but ended up in mine instead. Long story short, bare boobs in my face when I woke up. Least to say, I was not thrilled when my sister told me this horny cat would be living with us.

"He came back, we sat down at the base of the tree, listening to my music, and I fell asleep. Next thing I know, I hear Maka screaming at him," I explained, absent-mindedly petting Blair. What? I've gotten used to her.

"Wait, you brought your music on your date? I told you not to! That's rude!" Maka nagged. I rolled my eyes.

"You know she never goes anywhere without it. That DeathPod is her lifeline," Donna retorted before I could say anything. "Besides, Kid did give it to her."

"Okay, yeah, but that's not why I bring it everywhere. Music. That's it," I hurriedly explained.

"Da Nile ain't just a river in Egypt, you know," Blair added.

"You guys know me. I'm not sentimental."

"Says the girl who won't throw out a four year old shirt that hardly fits her," Maka said.

"Hey, that was signed by Brendon Urie. You don't just throw something like that away," I told her.

"It's too faded to even see it anymore."

"Okay, sure, to you it is, but I still see it. And it wouldn't kill you to-"

"Oh dear, look what you've done Maka," Donna said as I sang out.

"CLOSE THE GODDAMN DOOR NO! IT'S MUCH BETTER TO FACE THESE KINDS OF THINGS WITH A SENSE OF POISE AND RATIONALITY!" Blair jumped off my lap and onto the floor, her hair, or fur, standing on end.

"Keep it down! I'm on the boss level!" We heard Soul yell from his room. Donna, Maka, and I looked at each other for a moment and then busted out laughing, until Donna realized what Soul said.

"Hey! I told you not to play without me!" she said, running out of my room to join her boyfriend, Blair following silently behind her.

"They are just way too alike," Maka said shaking her head, softly chuckling.

"Agreed," my stomach took that moment to growl, demanding food. "Not my turn to cook. Make with the food, pigtails." I laughed, calling each other names based on our hair was something we always did when hungry. She calls me Little Red. On account that I'm younger than her. But only by a little bit.

"So demanding. How will your boyfriend ever stay with you?" she said mockingly, while getting off my bed.

"Not my boyfriend. It was ONE date. Not enough to classify us as a couple," I retorted.

"Yeah, suuuure. And you totally didn't cuddle up to him when I yelled at him last night," Maka smirked and ran out of my room with me following close behind.

"Whatever. At least I got a date," I said catching up to my sister. "You still haven't got the balls to ask out Crona." She stopped so abruptly you could almost hear her feet skidding on the carpeted floor. Where as I ran into the wall right in front of me. Karma is a bitch.

"Crona could ask me, ya know," Maka argued, helping me up.

"He has anxiety, there's no way he could ever do that," I explain, taking her hand. "You guys may be friends, but the prospect of asking you out makes him want to hide under a staircase. And don't forget about Rags. He's such a bully to Crona, that he won't get a word in before Rags starts to make fun of him. And then there is the thought of rejection. Maka, Crona can't physically or emotionally handle being the one to ask you out. You have to be the one to do it."

"Yeah. You're right. Which is weird, because you are hardly right about anything."

"That's very true. I'm not as smart as you or as willing to do school stuff. I'd much rather sit on my ass all day."

"Well I'm not going to argue with you there," we both started laughing as we walked into the kitchen. "So what are you in the mood for, and don't say pizza."

"No idea. I'm kinda craving something with fruit though. Surprise me," I told her.

"That isn't super helpful. Anything else?"

"Made by my favorite sister. That help?"

"Two things. One, I'm your ONLY sister. Two, no it doesn't."

"You are so difficult. Just make something. I don't care what. Oh, but no grapes. Berries are good. Something with berries."

"See, progress. I'll get on that. Now, please go get the lovebirds before they start making love before ten in the morning."

"Yes ma'am!" I saluted and went to fetch the weapons. When I opened Soul's door, however, both of them were already half naked. The bottom half. I turned on my heel, closed the door and left. "Houston, we have a problem. They already started." I informed Maka. We both just sighed.

"Can't Soul just, i don't know, stuff it in a sock?" Maka stated. I haven't laughed so hard since I first met Soul.

I plopped myself on the couch and turned on the television so I could watch cartoons. What? I like some of the cartoons that are made. Except the remake of Teen Titans.

That show is SHIT.