Okay, so I'm going by a to do list today… I must say, it's keeping me organized. :3 Anyway, I've got a few minutes to type this up. :D Oh, and there Kid's pov is in this one! Maybe the next one too… Not sure.
DISCLAIMER: ME NO OWN!
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M.A.P.O.V
"Maka! Come over here! We've got a major problem!" Kid yelled from the back.
I paled and turned to Soul. "Okay, sit over there. I'll be right back."
"Yes mother," he said, smirk in place. I just rolled my eyes.
I walked back there, peering over the swinging doors. Nothing seemed out of place. "…What's wrong Kid?"
He looked up at me, tears in his eyes, and pointed at the picture of his family.
The glass had shattered into a hundred pieces.
I gasped, rushing over to the usually stoic man, he only burst into tears because of symmetry… except this was a bit more than that. Kid had been orphaned at a young age, and the picture was the last thing left of his immediate family. "Oh… Kid… come on, let's go, I'll take care of this…"
He nodded, clutching what was left of the picture frame. He wiped his eyes and stepped out, stoic mask back in place.
He paused as he stepped through the double doors. And called back to the sweeping Maka, "Hey, Maka?"
I turned to him as I dumped the shattered glass in the trash, and grabbing a picture frame I kept in case. The walls were covered in different forms of art, abstract, landscape, photography, and more, so it was safe to keep some in the back. "What is it?" I asked, grabbing the broken picture frame out of his hand, and putting the picture in the new frame.
"When'd you get a boyfriend?"
I squeaked out a reply. "Wh-hat?!"
I looked over to Soul, who blushed the same shade as me. I groaned, stomping my foot on the ground as I placed the picture on the counter. "Why do people always assume that?!"
Kid shrugged, smile quirking at the sides of his lips. "I don't know, I think you two would look cute together."
"I'M CHANGING!" I exclaim, throwing my hands up, walking over to the back. "Fucking asshole of a friend," I mumbled as I stepped passed the OCD man.
"I heard that Albarn!" he yelled over his shoulder, smile evident in his voice.
S.E.P.O.V
I watched as she walked away, hands in the air. I smirked at the cute image, she looked like a kid in those huge clothes.
… Did I just think she was cute?
"I heard that Albarn!" the dude – I think his name's Kid – said, laughing. He shook his head, going back to through the sliding doors, bringing the picture frame with him. When he came back out, I had closed my eyes, trying to relax, but his voice cut through the calm.
"Hey, dude?"
I sat up; my red eyes boring into his nearly black eyes. "Yeah?"
"Good luck with her; she can be a real pain in the ass sometimes."
"Hmm, you've guys been friends long?" I ask, noticing the smirk that comes into place.
"Yeah, we've dated, worst mistake of my life," he said, looking straight in my eye. I glared. What was wrong with dating someone as cool as Maka?
"Woah! Hey, I'm not saying she's not a great friend! We dated to defile our parents! It wasn't really love." He paused then added with a shudder, "Plus, it felt like I was dating my sister."
I relaxed again, letting out a laugh.
"And, anyways, besides that rather gross memory, I trust you won't hurt her…?"
I raised an eyebrow, hunching over myself, still looking at the black haired dude. "And why would you think that?"
He scoffed, picked up a glass from behind the counter, and cleaned it with the rag in his hand. "There's so much love and sexual tension between you two that it's pretty obvious to everyone. You like her, and she likes you."
I blushed harder as I turned my head away. "And people always make that assumption too…" I said, loud enough for the bartender to hear.
I looked back when I felt my blush recede. He looked at me like I was the biggest retard in the world.
"Dude, that's some serious bullshit!"
"What is some serious bullshit?" Maka asked, wrapping her apron around her cute, curvy waist.
… Suddenly, the assumptions make a lot more sense…
"Nothing Albarn," Kid said. "Do you need help with your apron?"
"Yes please," she said, turning around, the bottom of the dress swishing gently. "Oh, and hey, any more comments about him," she took the opportunity to point at me, "being my," points to herself, "boyfriend, then I'm gonna drug you and leave you in an alley for those creepy gangsters on my street to do whatever they want to you."
Kid and I sweat dropped. She may be cute, but she had evil thoughts.
… I CALLED HER CUTE AGAIN! GAH!
M.A.P.O.V
As soon as Kid finished up tying the bow in a "perfectly symmetrical way", I heard a loud thump, making me jump about a foot in the air. I turned quickly to see Soul just let his head drop onto the table.
"Hmm…. SOMEONE'S having dirty thoughts about you Maka~!" Kid teased from beside me. I blushed, anger coursing through my veins.
"I AM NOT!" Soul shouted, a bit muffled from his head being buried in his arms.
"WHAT THE HELL DID I JUST SAY KID?!" I yell, grabbing the broom from beside me, lifting it above my head as he ran away.
"You said no boyfriend comments! Nothing about him wanting you!" he yelled, laughing as he ducked and dodged my blows.
"YOU ARE UNBELIEVABLE KID!"
"You mean that in a good way!"
Before I could catch up to him, Soul was suddenly beside me, grabbing he broom from my hands. A blur of white went up to Kid, and Soul started to beat Kid with it. It was actually pretty comical. Soul, angry face on looked cute and Kid had those anime tears and a somewhat of a chibi face. Good, he's freaking 20, yet he acts like a 12 years old kid!
… Wait, did I just call Soul cute?
I shook my head.
"Hey, you two!" They both stopped, looking up at me with big eyes, as if they would get into trouble. I smirked. "We open in 5! Soul, you can either stay, but if you're gonna pick a bar fight so early in the day, leave. Kid, fix yourself up, you gotta look presentable for the gays and your regular girls." I snatched the broom from Soul's hand as they stared dumbly at me. I smirked again, turning on my heel, head turned up high.
If anything, Soul coming here made this job a bit more fun. I giggled at the thought. I went behind the counter and started cleaning the glasses and mugs. I looked up.
Those two still hadn't moved. Soul had Kid by the collar, arm raised to where the broom would be over his head. Kid just sat there, hands in front of his face. Then, I think they went insane because they started laughing like no tomorrow. I mean, like, doubled over- spit take – tears in eyes kind of laughing.
I giggled and shook my head.
Yeah, this was going to be an interesting shift indeed.
D.T.K.P.O.V
God, I haven't laughed that much in so long. If he stayed, then, this was gonna be an interesting shift… I think I'll even help them out a bit too…
I laugh even harder as I thought this, finally getting up.
My laughter died down to chuckles eventually. Time to meddle!