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Chapter 11

"I still don't see how this benefits me," the female sporting a braid and dark clothes said to the other two in the room.

"Think about it, little sister," the blonde one said. "You could crush those annoying little girls that give you so much trouble."

"And all we ask in return is your allegiance and poison," the black haired woman stated, clearly the eldest of the three.

"But tell me this, Arachne, why should I trust either of you?" the youngest asked.

"Because Shaula, we are family. And we all want the same thing; Shibusen destroyed," Arachne explained to her scorpion-esque sister, while Medusa stood next to her, barefoot and arms crossed.

"So what do you say? Deal?" Medusa asked Shaula.

The scorpion witch stared at her spider and serpent sisters a few seconds; assessing them, as if one was about to spring and attack. Finally, after a few moments, Shaula spoke.

"Deal. But, I want those three for myself."

"Of course. I just want the Albarn bunch as well as my child," Medusa agreed, with her own conditions.

"And I wish to strike Lord Death where it hurts the most," Arachne stated.

"Not sure how you can find his testicles with his outfit," Shaula wondered aloud.

"No not there you fool. His only child. Kid Death. Kill him, and we have Lord Death in the palm of our hand," Arachne explained further, shaking her head at her youngest sister.

"Yes, wonderful. Those children have no idea what they're getting themselves into," Medusa cackled and her sisters joined.

Tsubaki's POV

Why am I such a nice person? Well, I suppose this doesn't count as nice… Maybe I'm just a pushover. No, not in the least bit, it's just, I have HIM as a partner, so I have to listen to him. I'm a nice person, I don't deserve this.

"What do you think they're talking about in there?" Blackstar asked me as we hid in a bush underneath the window of Myra's room. This is so wrong.

"Probably something private. We need to leave, Blackstar," I told him, but he just waved me off.

"But they're laughing. Can't be that private especially since the door is open. I NEED TO KNOW!" he screamed, making my ears ring. "It has got to be why Kid bailed on me yesterday."

"You went to his house to ask him something and he wasn't there. How is that bailing on you when he already had plans?" I said. I knew what was going on because I may have overheard a conversation between him, Liz, and Patti about what he was going to do with Myra on their date. I didn't say anything to anyone though.

"It just is, don't question my logic Tsubaki. Assassins never get their logic questioned."

"Yes they do! All the time! Now, we need to go home before my breakfast casserole burns down the house because it's been in the oven too long."

"Ugh fine!" Blackstar groaned as he followed me away from the Albarn house. Sometimes I just want to punch him, but I don't.

We walked home rather sluggishly, one reason being that my legs had fallen asleep while sitting in those bushes. The other reason being that I had no sleep last night and had to get up at an ungodly hour of the morning.

(A/N: sorry about that POV, i needed something that included Black Star and his nosyness… I'm just going to go with Characters I'm more comfortable writing from now on)

Donna's POV

It has now been two weeks since my meister and Kid started going out together. Their second date consisted of going to a movie with Soul and I. A double date. It was a bit of a chick-flick, but then again, Soul and I never really watch the entire movie. Maybe the first ten minutes of it? Anyway, Myra seemed to not want to see it, but that was before Kid suggested that he wanted to see it. Myra never was one for gushy stuff, but she went along with it. Very awkward for the two of them. Soul and I were making out the whole 95 minutes, Kid watched the movie with much interest, and Myra just sat there not knowing what to do. Maka had taken her DeathPod away before the date. So, my meister ended up taking a pen from her hoodie pocket and started to draw on her arms.

After the movie,while Soul and Myra raced each other on a motorcycle racing game in the mini arcade at the theatre, I talked to Kid about why he wanted to see it at all. He told me he wanted to learn what to do in a relationship and that a romantic movie like the one we saw would be good for him to learn from. Needless to say, I laughed at him and told him not to do that stuff because Myra hates gushy romantic stuff with a burning passion. She'd rather make blanket forts and watch stupid shows just to make fun of them with whoever she was in a relationship. I'm not bashing on that, I love doing that with Soul.

Anyway, after watching Kid and Myra being together, I can see how adorable they are together. Everytime Kid so much as looks at her, she blushes, not as dark as her hair, but a small little pink tinge to her cheeks is added. Though, it's still kind of sad. Kid tries so hard to make her feel comfortable around him, but she just… can't. He'll reach for her hand, but she pulls it away. And no matter how many times Kids says that it's okay, Maka and I can see how sad his smile really is. So, today I decided to confront Myra about it alone. We just kinda started to walk through the city. After a few minutes, I decided to casually bring up the relationship.

"So how's Kid?" I asked.

"We both saw him yesterday, Donna. You should know that he's fine," she gave me a weird look.

"No, not in that way. I meant," I sighed. Sometimes my meister was just too thick. "How is your relationship going?"

"Okay, why do you ask?"

"What, are you not capable of actually being a girl and spilling every single detail of your relationship?"

"Oh I'm sorry. I guess what I meant by 'Okay' is that we have sex every day, very hardcore to the point where we shouldn't be able to walk," Myra said snarkily.

"Alright, I get it. No details. But, are there any, like, problems?"

"No. He is actually the perfect gentlemen in every sense of the word. Polite, good mannered, does all that cliche stuff in the movies, like opening doors and pulling my chair out for me. It's almost sickening."

I stared at her, my eyes wide in shock.

"Well, not sickening I guess. Kind of… overwhelming I guess. "

"What's so overwhelming about that? He's being nice. He cares about you."

"I know, but," Myra sighed. "I'm scared, honestly."

"Wait, you scared? Of what? having a really nice life with a rich boyfriend who absolutely adores you?"

"No, that's not it. I'm scared of what will happen in the future."

"Care to explain."

"Okay, so I know I'm not super pretty and attractive, and I'm far from what he wants."

"But if that's the case," I interrupt. "He wouldn't have asked you out in the first place."

"The whole, OCD thing. His obsession with Symmetry. I'm afraid that… once this stage we are in wears off, he'll see me for what I know I am and leave me. And I really don't want that because I like him a lot."

"Myra Albarn likes a person she doesn't share a house with? Someone call Lord Death, the apocalypse is starting!" she smiled and laughed a little.

"Shut up," she told me while playfully pushing me away from her.

"But in all seriousness, if you like him that much, then actually show him that you do. Because this whole 'No don't hold my hand because I'm not touchy-feely' thing is not the way to go with boys."

"It's how I've always been! the only person I've ever been all cuddly up to is Maka before we got older."

"Maybe it's time you changed and opened up to him. On your next date, don't shy away from him. I'm not telling you to make out with him, it's just holding hands. Because if you don't get past that part, then he just might leave you, thinking that you aren't into him as much as he is into you."

"But I am. I get those stupid ass butterflies in my stomach whenever I even think of him. And when we are actually in the same room, my heart feels like it's going to pop out of my chest. I just… I don't think I can do anything without literally exploding."

"Oh honey, you got it bad for him." I gave her a sort of motherly look, I guess.

"I wouldn't say that, I like him a lot, but…"

"But nothing! Be more open with him. Actually make human conversation with him. Learn stuff about each other and grow a pair! It is just hand holding!"

"It's not just hand holding and you should know that. Hand holding is the first stage, then comes hugs that last longer than hugs with your friends, then there's kisses on the cheek, then your first kiss with this person, then more of them, and then the kisses get more passionate, then depending on your values, sex or marriage. I'm just not ready for that. Give me Kishins and witches to fight any day over all of THAT stress."

"You are so overthinking it. Just take a few breaths and relax. Think it through rationally. All of those things come in due time and when they feel most natural to both partners."

"You and Soul went through all of that in the first month of your relationship."

"It felt natural to us. It'll be different for you and Kid. It's different for every couple."

"Yeah, I'm sure."

"Kid respects you, you know that. He won't do anything you don't want to," I sighed. "Look, everyone knows you have trust issues, but Kid is extremely trustworthy. Give him a chance to show you, otherwise your relationship won't last very long."

"Fine, if it'll get you and Maka to stop nagging me about it. I'll talk to him next time we go out."

"Which reminds me," I say as we pass the park. "What are you guys doing for the next date?" I wiggled my eyebrows at Myra and being extremely nosy in my Meister's business.

"Not sure. He hasn't told me yet. All I know is that he scheduled it on the worst weekend possible."

"Why is that?" I tilted my head confused.

"It's the weekend of the now sold out MCR one time only All Out concert. You know they broke up a few years ago and i have been wanting to go so badly, but not only was I too late to get my ticket, but Kid scheduled the next date on that exact day and now I'm pissed."

"Oh, I'm sorry. I know they are your favorite band."

"Yeah, I'm sorry too. I was going to say that I was a volunteer to work the concert and then go see the show, but," she sighed. She loved this band for years and every time they had a concert, it was long sold out before she could get tickets. When they broke up, she was devastated. This whole concert was a last minute thing the guys decided to do, and it would have been her last chance to see them, but for some reason, fate doesn't want her to see her favorite band live in concert.

"But, at least you can spend the day with Kid. Isn't that a good thing?"

"It is, don't get me wrong. But if given the chance, I would ditch him to see that concert." Myra is very serious about her music.

"Understood."

We walked another couple blocks and came to the shopping district of the city, so we did a little shopping at the only stores we ever go shopping at. Cold Conversation, Sanrio (don't judge us! They have cool stuff), and Dimple Records. I guess Panic! At The Disco came out with a new album or something and Myra had to get it. While she looked for the CD, I looked at the video games to find a new game Soul and I could play. I came across a game that I hadn't seen before, but recognized the cover character.

"Hey, Myra," I called to her.

"Yeah?" she said flipping through the CD's.

"Isn't this that one superhero you love?" I walked over to her, game in hand. When she turned and saw it, she gasped and ripped from my hands.

"Yes yes yes! The Deadpool game! We need to get it," she said. Her eyes were like that of a very hungry animal standing over its prey.

"Okay, okay. Calm your tits, we'll get it," I told her. She squeaked a thank you to me. She never squeaks. That was weird. After the squeak, she went back to her search for the album.

After a few minutes of searching she screamed "HALLELUJAH!" as she held the album she was looking for. I dragged her over to the cashier and we paid for what we picked out, then left to go home because it was getting late. And wouldn't you know it, as soon as we got home, Myra ran to her room to add her new CD to her DeathPod.

"Hey there, babe," I said, walking into the kitchen, seeing Soul. He turned around and smiled at me.

"Hello there," he walked over to me and kissed me for a few seconds. "How was your day? Get through to Red Riding Hood?" I giggled at the nickname we all gave Myra.

"Yeah, but she's super bummed about the concert thing. But on the bright side, I got a new game," I smirked at my albino boyfriend.

"Oh? What is it?" he asked.

"Deadpool the Game. Myra will want to play this often though."

"That's fine. It's a one player anyway."

"What? It is? Gosh darn it!" he chuckled at my little scene.

"Yup. Oh well. We can always take turns with the controller," he suggested.

"That's true. Wanna start up the PlayStation?"

"Nah, I'd rather do something more fun." Soul smirked at me and I caught on, quite quickly.

"Me too," I slyly said as my boyfriend picked me up and carried me to my room, (because it's cleaner) and, well, I'll let the reader explore their imagination on what happens next.