Fuck this story. I'm gonna try Crona x Soul...

Black Star laughed as he went through Maka's drawers. Who knew the bookworm actually bought more appealing clothes rather than her dumb 'ol cloak and skirt? Maka was out on a shopping spree since Blaire nearly destroyed the house with her magic, and Black Star was asked to watch the house in case the damned cat decided to do any more damage. Obviously Blaire made the right choice for her life by running away since there is doubt that she could go against the teen's muscles.

Black Star snorted when he found a stuffed plushie that looked suspiciously like Soul.

"I thought one of his fangirls lost it? Looks like Maka won't be returning it anytime soon." He dug more into the girl's closet and held up a book that looked strangely like a porn novel. "She's such a pervert. I wonder if anyone knows about this... It'll be a shame her little secret manages to slip out..."

He held up Maka's Spartoi uniform and noticed that a small peice of paper fell from it.

"Huh... I wonder when was the last time she worn it... When was the last time I worn mine?" Standing up, Black Star hopped onto her bed and whipped out the book while flipping through pages.

"Booooring. When does the interesting stuff come i-"

His eyes widened he so happened to come an interesting description.

"Woah. I can literally picture this! Gross!" But he amusedly read on while laughing every once in a while when he came across a vulgar word.

"'I just want to ride the fuck out of his big, meaty dick... pfft ahaha! U-Until our bodies give out in cum-heaven'- Hahahahaha! Oh man, Maka is crazy for reading this." He tossed the book carelessly on her night stand, in which the book fell to the ground, and he sat up while catching sight of the spartoi attire.

'Who knew Tiny Tits liked that kind of stuff? Hell, if Maka does that, then what does Soul have to hide? He he...' An idea came up and he hopped off the bed while grabbing the attire.

"I could probably scare Soul when he comes back. He always tells me about doing stuff behind her back but he never told me what kind of stuff he does... Alright! It's a plan then!"

Kid walked up to Maka and Soul's apartment while staring at the book in his hand. Maka had let him borrow a philosopher novel for history but must have forgotten about it and decided to return it himself. However, he did not know whether they were home but did not want to waste his perfectly scheduled day and decided to try anyway. He was surprised when the door was unlocked considering the eight times he rung the door bell. Nevertheless, he went inside and looked around the empty space.

"Nobody seems to be here... I guess I could place it in her room." He muttered to himself while wincing at the messy living room. He so badly wanted to fix it but knew that they probably would not approve of him trying to make their living space 'symmetrical'. Besides, his careful work would take hours.

Kid walked to the closed door and frowned when he heard movement. If someone was home, why didn't they answer it? Asshole...

However, he opened the door swiftly and made a move to put the book on the nightstand when he caught a much more different(appealing) sight.

"Black Star!?"

"Kid!?" Both teens stared at each other with wide eyes before Kid looked at the teen's appearance.

"What are you... Why are you... What is this?" He stuttered, looking at how Black Star was wearing Maka's spartoi suit. Not embarrassed at all, Black Star grinned and pointed to himself.

"I'm gonna catch Soul jacking off and black-mail him! Why are you here?" Kid vaguely remembered that his mouth was still open and closed it while shaking his head.

"I'm just... returning a book but why would Soul be-"

"Great, now get out. I'm gonna go grab a wig." Black Star said over him and stepped back into the closet. Kid flushed when the teen bent down in front of him and quickly turned his head from the pleasant sight.

"I-I don't you think you should be doing this. I mean, it's obvious he'll recognize you."

"No he won't. I'm an assassin!"

"... What does that have to do with-?"

"Leave already. I'm capable of taking care of myself!" Black Star exlaimed while beaming when he found a wig that coincidentally matched the color of Maka's hair. He remembered a day when he had shaved a whole side of Maka's hair once to get gum out of it and his head had never been the same since Maka's devastating Maka-chop.

Kid winced when Black Star just randomly tossed it on his blue, messy hair and felt his fingers twitch at the urge to fix it himself. He could not believe how his friend could easily call that 'decent'.

"Impulsive..." However, Black Star heard that and frowned at the shinigami.

"If you're having that OCD crap again, you should've left already."

"Unfortunately, I'm having second thoughts about leaving an idiot here. It's a miracle this place hasn't blown itself to bits by now." Kid muttered and once again, Black Star picked that up as well and stuck out his tongue. Kid narrowed his eyes at the few immediate thoughts that came to the uses Black Star's tongue.

"I can watch this house by myself."

"If you can't fix that damned wig properly, what makes you think you can take care of a house!?" Black Star literally fell to the ground. That is what Kid was complaining about the whole time? The wig!?

"You seriously annoy me..." He muttered but Kid did not hear this. Black Star got back up and tossled the fake hair with a sigh, further irritating the other meister. "Fine. If it's such a big deal, you can 'fix it'-only if you'll leave." He added and sweated when that pretty much made Kid's day.

"Of course! I'll make it so extraordinarily perfect that even Soul would be stunned by your beauty!"

"Die."

And a moment later, Black Star was standing in front of Kid as the shinigami tugged and patted at the wig.

"How long is this gonna take, cause Soul could be coming any minute."

"You can't rush perfection."

"To hell with that!" Kid only huffed and brushed at the bangs while looking down into Black Star's eyes.

"I still don't see why this is so important to you. Since when does Soul's 'private' area interest you?" This made Black Star blush.

"Y-You're taking it the wrong way. I'm trying to catch him before it happens and blackmail him to do whatever I want. I hate it when he always has material on me to use..."

"But how would you know if he was really going to do what you expect him to do?"

"I'd catch him in the middle of the act." Kid sighed while brushing a bang.

"So as I said, you are interested in his lower part."

"That's not what I meant and you know it!"

"... And if he did not do what you expected from him?" Black Star thought for a while before shrugging.

"At least I know Maka reads porn. Maybe I could force her to do all my homework... " Kid rolled his eyes. There is no way Maka would read something so explicit. He looked down at how Black Star surprisingly fit in outfit. He never thought of Black Star wearing a skirt but now with the real thing right in front of him, just begging Kid to take him...

Black Star blinked when Kid finally yanked the wig out his hair with a satisfied look.

"Uh, it can't be that bad so what are you..?" He trailed off as Kid eyed his body, his golden eyes drinking in the sight. Growing a bit weary from the silent staring, Black Star took a step back and felt Maka's desk hit him from behind. "Dude, you're freaking me out."

"I doubt Soul is even going to come here." Kid said while stepping forward and pinning the teen against the desk. Black Star's breathing hitched and reflexedly placed his hands on Kid's chest with a blush.

"Wh-what makes you say that?" Kid smirked and leaned in while brushing his lips against Black Star's warm cheek.

"Well, him and Liz currently having a little get-together in my living room is one clue, so why don't you instead..."

Black Star shuddered when a wet tongue glided on his cheek and a cool hand felt his thigh under the skirt.

"... focus on me?"