Okay, so there are variations of the word "fiancee." It's all fiance/fiancee. One "e" so please don't kill me if I slip up. I hope you like Chapter 9. I got writers block, but thanks to my good friend darkmoonwolf14, I got an idea for probably the last freaking half of this puppy. Kudos to her too! ENJOY:D
Chapter 9 - Tattoos and Paralyzers
"Yes." Maka smiled brightly as Kid slipped the ring on her finger. Kid kissed her and held her close to him while the rest of the occupants in the room cheered.
"Congratulations, little sister." Kyle walked over to her and kissed her on the cheek.
"Maka! I'm so happy for you!" Liz hugged Maka and then Kid before returning to Kyle's side happily.
"YAY! MAKA AND KID ARE GOING TO HAVE BABIES!" Patty screamed at the top of her lungs. Maka and Kid blushed and looked away from each other.
"KID! HAVE YOU DONE ANYTHING TO HURT MY MAKA?!" Spirit stood up in a fury, the first words he's said all night.
"Fuck you, Spirit." Maka said, venom dripping off of every syllable she spoke.
"I wouldn't do that to her." Kid said, staring at Spirit with daggers for eyes. Kid pulled Maka closer to him as Spirit approached.
"Step away from her." Kid tightened his grip around Maka.
"Hurt her, and I'll castrate you."
"Oh, fuck off!" Maka spat. "You don't give a damn. Mama died and you didn't give a shit, you let me live with Kyle and his family. They turned out to be the best damn things that happened to me, next to Kid and all my friends here! If you cared, you wouldn't just try to be a father when I walk into the Death room for personal missions! YOU WOULD'VE BEEN A FATHER BEFORE!" Maka began choking on her tears and held on to her boyfriend's jacket, wrinkling it a little. Kyle stepped in and stood in front of Kid who was trying to calm Maka down.
"I think you need to leave." Kyle said, teeth gritted.
"I'm not going anywhere without my daughter." Spirit muttered.
"Now you want to be a father?" Kyle laughed.
"I've always wanted to be a father! She wouldn't let me!"
"No, you were too busy banging sluts around the world to give a damn about Maka."
"And now I want to make up for it."
"She doesn't need you. She does't want you. Get away from her!" Kyle growled, pushing Kid and Maka behind him. "Leave."
Spirit and Kyle had a stare down while the rest of the room stayed silent. Lord Death put his hand on Spirit's shoulder and spoke with a stern voice.
"Let's go, Spirit. You're no longer welcome here." Lord Death dragged Spirit back to the D.W.M.A. to give him the biggest lecture he's ever received.
"Are you okay?" Kyle turned to Maka the minute the doors closed.
"I'm.. fine." Maka stuttered.
"Liz, call Tsubaki and Blackstar. Tell them not to come. We're staying in tonight." Kid carefully ushered Maka into their room and shut the door silently. She curled up on the bed, not bothering to take her dress off. Kid came over and did the same, molding himself around her. Maka looked at the lapel of his jacket and smoothed it with her shaky hand.
"I'm sorry I wrinkled it..." Maka said, holding her breath.
"It's okay, love. It's okay." Maka just looked down.
"Why tonight? Of all nights, tonight..." Maka asked Kid, resting her head against his chest.
"I don't know, baby..." Kid held her close as she cried herself to sleep, still in her dress. Kid looked at the ring around her finger and smiled brightly. He took off his jacket and shirt and tossed it somewhere in the dark room. At this point, he didn't give a monkey's ass about symmetry. All that mattered was Maka.
He stood there, looking at Maka. Kid glowed in the moonlight the windows let in. He had washboard abs and sexy muscles on his arms to match. He had a light tan color, so sexy and irresistible to Maka and any other woman who had the pleasure of seeing his body. Which was rare, since Kid didn't let anyone really see him. He showed Maka once, when they were on a mission in Egypt and the sun was too hot to bear. She had stripped down to her underwear, and he did the same.
He crawled into bed with her and wrapped his arms around her, falling asleep inhaling her vanilla scent and seeing the ring on her finger.
Maka woke up the next morning as the sun heated her face. She tried to move, but her path was blocked by two masculine arms holding her in place. She slowly turned her head to see Kid had nuzzled his nose in the crook of her neck. Maka blushed and carefully turned around to face Kid. She ran her fingers through his black hair with three white stripes on the left side. Kid felt this and groaned a little, holding Maka closer.
"Cuddle whore..." Maka muttered, smiling at her boy- Fiance.
"So what if I am?" Kid growled, his voice husky and low. A very dangerous and seductive low. He pulled Maka even closer, if that was possible, and inhaled her scent.
"I'm not saying it's bad." Maka blushed, enjoying the close proximity. She was amazed at herself: letting a man get this close to her. "We have a visitor coming over."
"What time?" Kid asked.
"No clue."
"Who is it?"
"My new partner." Maka said, looking at the ceiling, her gaze glued.
"Who is it?" Kid asked again, his eyes boring into the side of her face.
"Christian Lee." She said, turning to face Kid again.
"NO WAY!" Kid jumped out of bed and started running around the room. "HE'S SYMMETRICAL!" Kid jumped on top of Maka.
"Huh!?"
"He's not a Scythe, Maka." Maka looked at him confused. "I wanted to be his partner, but I couldn't get over his human form. He's like Tsubaki. In weapon form, he's twin sledgehammers with a chain that extends and shortens at will. He's symmetrical! Beautiful!"
"No way!" Now it was Maka's turn to run around and scream.
"YES!" Kid and Maka jumped up and down together until the gate buzzer rang. Maka, completely ignoring the fact that she was in her dress from last night and looked like she hadn't brushed her hair, ran down to see who it was. When she saw it was Christian, she buzzed him in. He pulled his car around to the front of the house. He had a black BMW Z4 convertible. Christian was wearing black skinny jeans and a light blue tight fitted shirt that showed off his abs. Maka and Kid ran downstairs to open the door. Maka looked at him and then back to her shirtless fiance and it was decided: nobody ever came close to how irresistible Kid was.
"Hey, Maka." Christian walked up the steps to where she was standing. Maka wrapped her arms around Kid's body and he put his arm around her shoulder. "Hey, I remember you! We couldn't bond." Christian extended his hand to Kid. The hand that wasn't around Maka reached and accepted it.
"Nice car! Maka ran to it and started inspecting it. She petted the small body of the car, and tapped the hood. "New hood." She said.
"How'd you know?"
"Different material from the body." Maka said, running back up to Kid.
"When did you learn?" Christian asked.
"She wanted to be a automotive engineer before she found out she was a weapon-meister." Kyle said, standing next to Kid. "Nice abs, dude."
"Thanks." Kid and Christian said at the same time. Maka giggled a little.
"Christian, this is Kyle. Kyle, this is Christian." Maka said as Kyle extended a hand.
"Brother."
"Weapon." Christian said, pulling his hand away.
"Okay! Let's get training." Maka led Christian into the house and past the kitchen where there were two French doors directly behind the island that sat in the middle of the kitchen. She opened them and flipped the switch behind the doors. She shut them and walked down to another set of doors. She opened them to the basement and turned on the lights. The basement was enormous with weights in one corner and pull up bars and gymnastic bars in the other. In the center, there was a giant mat for hand to hand combat training. There were two doors on either side of the room leading to two separate bathrooms.
"Warm up." Maka ordered. Christian started stretching and ran around the mat a few times.
"Sweetheart, your dress from last night is still on." Kid reminded her.
"Oh! Right!" Maka ran over to Kid and stood in front of him. "Can you take it off?"
"HERE!?" He asked, eyeing Christian who blushed suddenly
"Trust me." She said. Kid hesitantly unzipped her dress and watched it fall to reveal folded up black leggings and a black tank top with the straps folded and hidden away. Maka unfolded the leggings and let them hug her lean and long legs. She put the straps on her shoulders and tightened them a little. Kid looked at his girlfr- Fiancee and saw how the outfit hugged her body as if she was naked. Maka grabbed a hair tie from the corner near the bars and put her hair in a high ponytail.
"Never go anywhere without fighting clothes." Maka said.
"But you've fought in stilettos and a mini dress." Kid said, putting her dress down somewhere.
"So? C'mon Christian. The first thing you need to know is that I can't wield just any weapon. Neither can he." Maka pointed to Kid. "Kid had so many issues wielding me. We couldn't fight a Kishin without him having a heart attack over symmetry, so adding you into the Elite Class will really be a welcome change."
"I can't work with most Meisters." Christian admitted.
"We need to establish a bond." Maka said. She walked over to him and grabbed both of his hands. Kid fumed, but held himself together. Her soul reached for his and his did the same. Their souls created a bond so strong even Kid could feel it. They seemed to have an understanding for each other, something that Soul and even Kid lacked. It was important to understand the difference between wielding and being wielded.
"Impressive." Maka said. She let go of his hand, yet the bond didn't waver for a second. "Transform." She demanded, watching him turn into two twin sledgehammers with long silver handles. The head was big and clunky in the shape of a rectangle(If you've ever seen Thor's hammer, then you'll know what the head of the sledgehammer looks like). The handles were nearly as tall as Maka, and the head itself was bigger than her torso. The chain was steel, and Maka tested the strength of it.
"Goddamn." Maka whispered, taking in the appearance of her new weapon. "Light as a feather."
"Soul Resonance." Maka demanded once again. They both screamed, their souls completely melding together. Maka's black blood couldn't get into it, this time. Raw power filled Maka's body and lungs. Her weapon's handles became longer and the heads of the twin sledgehammers doubled in size. Maka swung him around, getting a feel for him. They broke the resonance as Kid stood there, watching in shock.
"Switch!" Christian yelled from his weapon form. Christian turned back to normal at the same time that Maka turned into a weapon. He barely caught her in time. "Damn, woman."
"What?"
"I've never seen a scythe like you." Maka's face appeared in the blade.
"Thanks?" She gave him a look.
"Wow, you're really easy to handle." He swung her around effortlessly.
"No Soul Resonance." She told him, transforming back into a human.
"Why?" He asked, pouting a little.
"When I'm a Meister, I can control my black blood during Soul Resonance. But as a weapon, I can't." She looked down at her feet. "I have to learn how, just not today."
Maka went to the bars and hoisted herself up, doing a couple of flips. "One more thing." She said while flipping. "You're going to live with us, your life is now ours and vice versa, and pouting gets you nowhere with me."
"Why is she so... strict?" Christian said, searching for the right word.
"Bitchy, is a better word." Kid said, watching Maka practice some back flips and fighting techniques. "It's cause Soul didn't exactly work out for her, so now she has to build from scratch. It's not easy, but she's determined."
Maka did a triple backhand spring and a series of handless flips, holding two sticks in her hand to substitute for Christian.
"So who are your weapons?" He asked.
"My twin pistols, Liz and Patty. They're probably still sleeping, or off clubbing. Or something." He said as he brought his hand to his face in thought.
"You and Maka are dating?" Christian asked.
"Engaged, actually. Even though Maka isn't perfectly symmetrical, she's perfect to me and I want her to be mine forever." Kid had a big grin as he watched Maka. She did a handless backflip and utilized her black blood. She felt power rushing through her.
"Kid. Is it possible to resonate with black blood?" She asked, wanting to know this power more.
"Yeah. I don't know what the side effects are, but it is possible." Kid said, watching her think.
"Here goes nothing..." Maka closed her eyes and connected with the black blood. Starting from her right hand(middle finger), a thick black line started to form like a ring. It stemmed a thick string that went down the length of her hand and then split at her wrist, winding up in a swirling motion criss-crossing whenever they met paths on the top or bottom of her arm. When it reached her shoulder it crossed one final time before splitting ways over her neck. One went behind her neck and dipped into her back, and the other went over her collar bone. It kept going until it reached her other middle finger, mirroring the pattern exactly. Maka opened her eyes and looked down at her body.
"WHAT THE FUCK!?" She screamed. She took off her tank top to reveal her black strapless bra and the rest of the tattoo. The thick lines went down the exact middle of her body and split again in the middle of her stomach. She took off her leggings. Each line took a leg and swirled down until it reached her foot, making Maka completely symmetrical. The end of the line wrapped around her ankle like an anklet just like the starting point did to her middle finger.
"MAKA!" Kid yelled, running to her as she ran into the bathroom to look at herself. "What is this?"
"I don't know, but if it's permanent I'm fucking screwed." She muttered. running her fingers over the tattoos.
"We need my father." Kid got Maka some clothes to cover herself and all three rushed to Lord Death.
"Father, we need you!" Kid yelled running into his father's office. The clouds were scarce today, but that didn't matter to anyone. It didn't mean anything, only that there would be less white fluff covering their faces.
"What is it Kiddo?" Lord Death bounced towards them.
"You need to see this." Kid said. Maka undressed slowly and showed Lord Death.
"When did this happen?" He said, his voice suddenly more serious.
"Today. Maka resonated with her black blood." Kid said, holding her hand.
"I have good news and not so good news." Lord Death said, inspecting Maka's new marks. "Well, first, Maka, you're in good shape. Second, you're now able to control your black blood anytime, anywhere. You and the blood are now one." Lord Death paused as Maka's eyes pleaded him to continue.
"The not so good news is... I don't know how long those tattoos will last. Have you tried breaking resonance?"
"Will it break my control?" Maka asked, not willing to give it up.
"No, it will just lessen your power."
"Okay, so let me get this straight. I haven't been able to control it until I resonated with it first. So now I'm gonna break this resonance and still be able to control it? How in the HELL is that supposed to work?" Maka breathed fire.
"You and the blood were separate before. Now you have a bond, just like you and Christian. It's exactly the same thing."
"Okay..." Maka hesitantly let go of the resonance. The tattoos just disappeared.
"What happens now?" Kid asked, holding Maka.
"You go home, and when you need the black blood, you resonate with it. Those tattoos will appear and your power will nearly triple itself."
"This is all really weird. It's happening way too fast." Maka fisted her sweats. Kid held her closer as they walked back to the car.
"Hey, what happened?" Christian asked, taking in Maka's confused expression.
"We figured it out." Kid said, helping Maka into the car.
"And?" Christian pried.
"It's like two souls. They bonded, they resonated. She dropped the resonance, and the bond is still there." Kid said, pulling out of the parking space and driving back home.
"So what does this mean?"
"More power." Maka muttered, letting her hair fly freely in the breeze.
They arrived back at the house. Kid took Maka back to his room and showed Christian his guest room which was right next to Kyle's.
"This place is becoming a frat house..." Maka said. "This is so confusing!" She yelled. Kid walked over to her and wrapped his arms around her.
"It'll be okay." Kid whispered, holding her close to him. "Look, the mission will still be a success. If you want, we can go and ask Crona some questions right now before it's dinner time."
"Alright..." Maka walked to the car.
"Babe, you know you only have a bra and sweats on?" Kid said, running after her with a tank top.
"Whatever. I'm sexy anyways." She said, climbing in the convertible.
"So Crona... how'd you deal with it?"
"I didn't. I don't know how..." Crona fidgeted with the hem of his dress, awkwardly staring at Maka who's abs were showing plain as day.
"But you had to have some idea on how." Maka insisted.
"No... Ragnarok wouldn't give me time to think." Crona looked around the stitch covered room.
"Where is he now?" Maka pried even further.
"Resting."
"Oh."
Silence. Awkward silence. Maka gave Kid a look who was being dragged around by Miss Marie and being shown every room and doodad she had in her and Stein's home.
"Can you please put a shirt on, Maka. I don't know how to deal with shirtless people."
"Oh! Sorry."
"Okay, so Crona wasn't the one to ask." Maka said, adjusting her tank top.
"Yeah..."
DAY OF THE MISSION
"FUCKING HELL!" Maka yelled. "I CAN'T FIND A HAIR TIE ANYWHERE!" She screamed, running to Kid. He didn't dare say anything about his fiancee's nerves. She was worried, and he understood. He immediately got up and grabbed her a hair tie.
"Here, love." Maka stopped yelling and blinked at him a few times before she thanked him politely and tied her hair in a high ponytail.
"Ready." Maka said, grabbing her keys and jumping in her car. Kid, Liz, and Patty took Kid's car, which left Christian in Maka's. Maka sped ahead to the site where the Kishin was, leaving Kid in the dust.
"You alright?" Christian asked, his hairs on end because of the speed Maka was pushing.
"Just fine, why?" Maka looked at him, her finger nervously tapping the steering wheel.
"You're just... you're gonna kill us if you keep going that fast."
"Relax." Maka went even faster, sending Christian into a panic attack. She just laughed. When they arrived, Maka immediately ran towards the Kishin, Christian struggling to keep up.
"Slow down!" He panted, finally catching up to her.
"Never." She said. She was nervous. She had a bad feeling about the blood, but she didn't expect to feel even worse about this Kishin. Maka, being prideful and independent, didn't tell anyone.
"MAKA!" Kid yelled, flying on Beezlebub.
"Let's do this." Maka extended her hand to Christian who gladly accepted it and transformed into weapon form. "And let's get it done right." Maka ran to where the Kishin was, but froze the minute she sensed someone behind the Kishin.
"Maka, move!" Christian urged.
"I... I can't." Maka stuttered, gripping Christian tighter, her body practically paralyzed. "It's got me!" She struggled, but nothing happened.
"Okay, Kishin, finish your job." Soul's red eyes glimmered in the sunshine as he stepped out of the shadow of the seven foot tall spider Kishin. The Kishin rushed forward and yanked Christian away from Maka's hands. Maka tried to hang on, but the Kishin just slammed her into a rock, causing her to lose consciousness.
While Kid was fighting the Kishin with Christian who was pretty much useless, Soul had gotten away with Maka.
"Go get her!" Kid yelled. "I've got this!" Kid did a triple backflip and landed on the back of the spider. He dug his gun into the Kishin's back and shot it multiple times before it eventually blew up. Christian ran as fast as he could, but it wasn't fast enough. A large black van sped away, and before he could get the license plate, the dust had covered it.
"SHIT!" He yelled. "KID!"
"Did you see who it was?" Kid asked as he stood completely still. He held his breath, waiting for Christian to look at him and speak. He never raised his head, but he gave his answer in a sorrowful tone.
"A man with red eyes." Kid dropped his weapons immediately and fell to the floor. Liz and Patty started comforting Kid, and at the same time started crying themselves.
Kid sat there for a good hour crying into Liz and Patty's comforting arms. The Kishin had been a distraction, Maka was gone and he didn't do anything. He felt like a horrible fiance. What's worse is now the love of his life has been kidnapped- by the man she fears the most.
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