SUMMARY: In which Black*Star and Soul finally discover how similar Kid is to a possessive, jealous housewife.
WARNING: Post-anime, Fluffflufffluffflufffluff (I dare you to say it as fast as it appears 8D)
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Now Black*Star and Soul very well knew how possessive Kid was.
They knew that he had a hard time letting them go on missions with their partners, how he had a hard time seeing them away from him, how he had a hard time dealing with being alone in his bed while they were on night missions when he wasn't.
They were well aware of THAT part, anyways.
After their defeating the Kishin, even though Black*Star reverted back to his normal annoying self for image sake and Soul became his normal shadowy, laid back self, they all had to deal with one major issue; one that they had thought they would never have to face.
FAN-GIRLS.
Oh dear lord.
"GAH!" Soul let out said grunt as he was tackled by yet another random female who gave him ogling eyes.
"Oh Soul~kun! You're so steamy hot!"
"So cool!" Another said, shoving the first girl off and hugging him around the waist. He cast a helpless glance over to Liz and Patti who were giggling, Tsubaki who was being shoved out of the crowd that surrounded Black*Star - "G-GAH! DON'T TOUCH THE MIGHTY BLACK*STAR'S PANT! AH! SAVE ME TSUBAKI!" "Oh Black*Star-sama, let us worship you!" - and Maka who only sighed and shook her head. It was decided then, in his mind, that these people had hit their heads far too many times while being bounced around like a dogs chew toys in the Death City's Mecha form. He effortlessly shoved off one girl that was trying to pull off his shirt only to have two more trying to wretch his pants down.
However, he heard something. Straining his ears he heard a faint rumbling noise coming their way. His eyes widened. Oh God no, was that more fan-girls?
"GET YOUR HANDS OFF OF THEM, YOU ASYMMETRICAL SKANKS!"
...What. The hell?
"KID?" With burning eyes, Kid pried Black*Star from the crowd of mad fan-girls and kicked none too few in the faces, before stomping over to him and dragging him from the searching hands and dragging him over to the girls of their group who had bug eyes. He then turned back to the masses. He did not look happy.
"Keep your dirty hands off of them." He was growling lowly as he held both Black*Star and Soul close.
"K-Kid."
"What?" His voice was snippy as he replied to Black*Star.
"C-can't...breathe." He let them tumble to the ground then, before continuing to glare up to them.
And then, that day, the three of them discovered the true horrors of yaoi fan-girls.
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So short. I'm going to make that up with another chapter today.
Yes. Somehow, Black*Star got fan-girls. Probably from showing how kick-ass he was. THE WORLD HAS ENDED TO SOME PEOPLE. (Not to me, though, cause I like B*S)