Okay! I kept my no-author-notes word last chapter, but...I had to say some stuff this time around.
First; PEMDAS: Please Excuse My Dumb Ass Screw-ups, I was rereading chapter 1 last night and I realized how many itty-bitty mistakes that I missed while editing. So sorry 3 I hate mistakes. I'll go through and fix them when I'm less lazy.
Second; I'd like to give some credit to annabanana0428, who is helping me a ton with this story. She's my Soul Eater buddy and my anime buddy in general. Our team work is amazing. YA-HOO!
Third; please know this chapter contains some lime, and note that it's a little incest oriented. I put that in the summary though (KidxThompsons) so you should be warned.
Lastly; thanks for supporting this story! I'm having soooo much fun with it. I'll try to limit my author notes...-.-' Anyways, read on you beautiful people.
Chapter Three: A Symmetrical Soul Dwells within a Grim Reaper - Is Kid really in love with Symmetry itself?
Later that night after Maka's friends had left, she was cleaning up the mess from making their indulgent lunch. She didn't notice Soul enter the kitchen again, and when she turned around to put the pasta pot away, she jumped and dropped it. The pot clattered loudly to the floor, and the noise frightened Maka. Shaking, she bent to pick it up, but Soul was by her side before she had time to reach for it. He took her shaking fingers and laced his own with them. His darker skin contrasted against hers just barely in their dinky apartment lighting, and Maka felt her face flush at the way their hands looked together.
"Um, Soul-" She started, but he just chuckled darkly.
"Hey, you dropped this." He had slipped his fingers out of hers and picked up the pot. He turned his head and flashed her a crooked smile at her before putting the pot in it's proper place. Maka watched him, blushing as he turned his smiling face away from her. She quickly turned to the opposite direction, away from Soul, towards the sink.
Dammit, since when does he make me feel like this?
"Maka, you're so jittery. What's up? Soul asked, noticing that she'd turned around.
"It's nothing, Soul." Maka was frustrated by her weakness.
Soul's brow furrowed. "It doesn't do you any good hiding things from me you know."
"I'm not hiding anything."
Annoyed, Soul wondered how he would ever tell this stubborn girl about his feelings for her. He wondered if they would last if Maka started to keep acting like this. Leaving him with friends to shop with Tsubaki, not letting him in, not looking him in the eye.
"Soul?" Maka asked, her back still turned from him.
His breath caught. He just loved the way his name sounded coming from her mouth. She sounded so innocent and sweet.
"Yes, Maka?"
And now she turned towards him, looking him straight in the face. "I'm really not hiding anything from you. I guess I just feel... Weird. I think after defeating Asura, life just seems so... New. It's like I don't have to worry about constantly looking over my shoulder for evil."
Soul nodded. He knew the feeling his partner was describing well. All doubt about Maka and his feelings for her forgotten, he walked closer and wrapped is arms around her, crushing her body to his strong chest. She sucked in breath, surprised, but relaxed and sighed. she buried her face in Soul's shoulder, and though her arms were restricted, she put them around Soul's lower back as best she could.
"Don't worry, Maka. I'll protect you no matter what comes next."
It was all she could do not to cry into her weapon's shoulder. "Thank you, Soul." She whispered.
When Death the Kid had dismounted Beelzebub, his two weapons in hand, he opened the huge and symmetrical front doors of his mansion. Liz and Pattie transformed behind him, and Liz stretched, yawning. Her perfect body was showcased extravagantly as she did so, every curve perfectly displayed in the bright lights of the entryway.
"What a good day," Liz said, yawning. "We definitely always have fun with all of them."
"Yeah! Fun!" Pattie giggled.
Kid smiled to himself. He always had the secret pleasure that he had saved the two of them, saved them from the terror their lives could have held if they had continued being thugs in Brooklyn.
"I take it you two are tired?" He asked.
Liz shrugged. "Actually, I'm not too tired. There was no super long lesson to wear me out today." Pattie nodded in agreement. Though they were both bright, they weren't the best at school.
"Kid, are you tired?" Pattie asked.
Kid considered. "I think I could just relax and watch some television for awhile. Would you like to join me, Liz? Pattie?"
"Sure thing, Kid."
After changing into more comfortable clothes, the two joined Kid on his black leather sofa. They both wore black cutoff sweats and white tank tops, both of which displayed their curves as well as their outfits always did.
Kid never really thought about this too much before, though when he had first met his weapons he had definitely noticed that they were attractive. He had quickly shoved this thought from his mind as soon as it had come, though, because he knew that even trying to get with either of them was ridiculous. Alone, a challenge. Together, unimaginable.
Tonight would test that theory;
and it wasn't Kid who brought it up.
The three of them settled into comfortable spots, Kid in the center of the sofa with either twin on his sides. They knew him well by now; they sat in perfectly symmetrical positions, and he smiled at their beauty.
Then he frowned. Stop this, Kid, you know you just need to ignore it.
But after the lesson with Spirit, he was easily reminded.
He couldn't deny it, he definitely had feelings for both his partners. They respected him for who he was, and they looked up to him. Even though he was an idiot reaper who obsessed over symmetry and balance, he knew that they still had his back until the very end. Even when his OCD got the best of him, his weapons understood and backed him up.
He loved them for it.
But he wasn't sure if he loved them.
Pattie and Liz both rest their heads on Kid's shoulders, and Pattie nuzzled her hair gently against his cheek. Kid smiled at how adorable she was. Liz uttered a soft, involuntary moan as she closed her eyes, and Kid marveled at how sexy she was.
Dammit, just stop this, your thinking is out of control.
Kid shook his head violently, trying to clear it. He focused his attention on the television screen. Pattie had turned on mindless cartoons, and every once in awhile a bubbly giggle would escape her lips. Every time this happened Kid could feel the sound slice through his brain like a sudden chord struck on a guitar. Shaking his head again, he gazed intently at the screen and let his eyelids fall half closed. It wasn't until he felt a gentle pressure on his thigh that he opened them completely again.
Looking down, he saw Liz's hand caressing his leg, back and forth. Pattie's eyes followed his gaze, then her hand followed Liz's, assuming the lack of symmetry might bother Kid. He felt relaxed and anxious at the same time, wondering what this was about. Every back and forth, up and down stroke that the twins did, their hands got farther up his leg and closer inwards. Their motions were perfectly synchronized, and it made Kid ache with anticipation as they got closer and closer...
Wait, what on earth am I doing, letting them continue with this?
"Uh, Liz, Pattie-" He started.
"Shhh." Liz looked up at him with a sly smile and narrowed eyes. Pattie looked up too, biting her lip and blinking.
What the hell?
Kid felt Liz reach closer first, and the difference in distance between the two sisters hands was growing very small. The distance between the very apparent bulge in Kid's pants and Liz's hand, however, was almost nonexistent.
"Liz-" Kid gasped, looking down at her hand.
Liz laughed out loud, though it was more of a soft chuckle than anything. Kid could tell she was enjoying herself immensely. "Geez, Kid. Relax, just let it happen."
Let what happen, exactly?
"Just calm the hell down, Kid." Pattie said, sounding serious.
Kid shut himself up, though he still couldn't stop himself from squirming when Pattie and Liz gripped him over his pants very suddenly. He breathed in quickly and leaned his head back, telling himself to relax.
This might be an interesting experience.
Kid was certain that if anything happened between the three of them tonight that it wouldn't make anything awkward for the team. He knew the sisters had seen it all, and the only thing that could negatively affect him was that they would tease him for his lack of experience. He'd never really wanted to go too far with anyone before, as he knew his OCD might embarrass him in some way. But as Liz worked him slowly, his pants still on, he knew that symmetry might just be forgotten in an experience like this one.
The two twins were the epitome of sexy, and while Kid had tried to distract himself from that fact for all this time, it now hit him full in the face, or rather, in a more sensitive place. Unable to contain himself any longer, he allowed a moan to escape his lips, shuddering from the sensation the Liz sent running from his groin to every inch of his body.
Pattie, feeling left out, started teasing his neck and shoulder with her mouth. She reached up and nibbled his earlobe, then kissed his neck right beneath his ear ever so gently. When Kid shivered again, Pattie giggled and Liz smirked.
"Are you alright, Kid?" Liz asked, her voice husky. "Are we overwhelming you?"
Kid just pouted, unable to form words. His intelligence had left him along with his immediate concerns for symmetry. He lifted his head, immediately realizing that both of the sisters had stopped their work on him. He looked confused and a little hurt.
"Damn Kid, I don't think I've ever seen you look so vulnerable. Not because of us, anyway. Although, maybe when Pattie yells at you..." Liz chuckled again.
Kid just pouted some more. "L-Liz...D-Don't tease me like that..."
Inspired by this, Liz started tickling him on the stomach. He groaned and tried to roll away, and Pattie laughed. However, when he had successfully escaped Liz's reach, Pattie sobered up and pulled him back with strength that wouldn't be expected from a girl like her.
"Sit your ass down, boy." She narrowed her eyes and didn't loosen her grip on his wrist.
Kid, intimidated by this sudden display of dominance from Pattie, obliged. He expected that Liz would be the one to take control when the two came together, but right now Pattie was definitely defying that assumption.
The TV was the only source of light in the room, and it shone on Pattie and Liz's faces. The two of them looked seductively wicked in the blue-ish white light, and Kid found himself more aroused then ever. He squirmed around and gave them both a pleading look, not wanting to beg for their touch out loud.
"Stop giving us that look, Kid, and use your words." The two sisters stuck their tongues out at him.
Kid couldn't help but notice the exact symmetry of their action right then and there. Then he realized what Liz had said and his desperation grew even more pronounced. Seeing that he needed some inspiration, Liz started rubbing his thigh again, and Pattie followed in suit. They both gazed into his amber eyes with their blue ones. His were full of longing while theirs were full of seductive persuasion. Finally, Kid couldn't stand it anymore.
"Touch me again, please." He moaned, and he felt some far away shock in the back of his mind at how desperate he sounded.
Liz had gotten what she wanted, so she resumed her work rubbing him slowly. Pattie climbed back next to him and started kissing down from his earlobe to the top of his shoulder gently, not opening her mouth onto his skin quite yet. When she finally did, her tongue flicking over his ear, Kid groaned and squirmed again, letting the shivers cascade down his spine. Deciding that what she was doing was driving him insane, Pattie knotted her fingers in Kid's hair and started kissing his neck and sucking at his skin. The multiple sensations were taking Kid into some kind of state of ecstasy, and he wasn't sure if he could handle it much longer. He wanted more, and everything the sisters were doing to him was just teasing.
As if reading his thoughts, Liz bent her head over Kid's zipper and then looked up at him. She saw his eyes were closed and wondered if she should warn him. Deciding against it, and knowing she would enjoy his reaction, she used her teeth to undo the button on his dark slacks. In a swift motion she had his zipper down, too.
It was really the noise and the absence of the pressure of Liz's hand that had awoken him from his trance, but his head suddenly shot up. Pattie pulled back from his neck and looked at him curiously, then down at her sister.
"Oooh, Sis, you're going for the good stuff." Pattie grinned. Liz winked at her, and Kid's eyes grew huge.
He realized that his zipper was down and his boxers were showing.
"These are nice," Liz smirked, thumbing the slit of his boxers that were black and patterned with skulls. "A little spontaneously patterned for you though, don't you think?"
Why is she asking such irrelevant questions? Kid thought impatiently.
"No, I had them specially made. They're completely symmetrical.
Liz buried her face in his crotch and just laughed. "You're just too much, Kid."
Kid was slightly offended. "What are you laughing at? You know that it's important-"
"Don't worry, Kid, I'm just teasing you."
For Death's sake, enough with the teasing already!
Liz started to pull off Kid's pants, but it was impossible with him sitting down. "Lift your ass, Kid. How am I supposed to take these off otherwise?"
"Uhh...Good point. Sorry." He lifted himself and Liz pulled his black slacks down to his knees. Settling herself on the ground between his legs, she smiled up at him.
"Are you ready, Kid?" Liz and Pattie both asked.
"Ready for what, exactly-" Kid started to asked, but suddenly he was blinded by an intense light that surrounded his vision. Blinking rapidly, he looked around, trying to get it out of his face.
He screwed up his eyes and when he opened them again he saw that both Liz and Pattie were standing and looking at the door. Kid turned to see his father in the doorway, his huge gloved hand on the light switch.
"Heya kids, whazgoinon!" He said in his student-friendly voice. Kid froze in horror. His father had walked in on him with his pants halfway down, erection completely apparent, and his two partners standing over him.
This is not good.
"Hey, Lord Death, sir!" Liz smiled, looking completely unfazed. "How was your day?"
"Oh, you know, same old, same old!" He waved a hand. "Are you three just watching cartoons? It's a little late you know, even the moon is tired!"
Kid spared a glance out the window. The moon was letting it's eyes droop lazily. Looking at the clock, Kid saw it was almost midnight.
"Don't worry, sir!" Pattie saluted. "We'll get to bed soon!"
Death laughed. "Alright, then. Good night, Kid! Is there anything you need? You're very quiet."
Kid realized he hadn't uttered a single word since his father has walked in. "Oh, e-er, no, Father. Good night." Why is he ignoring the situation like this?
"See you in the morning!" Death waved cheerfully and backed out of the room.
What the hell was that?
"Phew, good thing he didn't come in here!" Liz smiled down at Kid.
"You idiot, yes he did!" Kid was bright red and he leaned forward, putting his head in his hands. "And of course my Father didn't even address it, he thinks he's being kind, oh no..."
Liz and Pattie laughed and laughed. Liz doubled over and Pattie fell to her knees, clutching her stomach.
"What is so hilarious? You two are always laughing your cute little asses off and I never have a clue why!" Kid was seriously irritated. His father was probably going to have some private talk with him about this, and ban him from seeing his partners ever again.
" 'Cute asses', hmm? Thanks, Kid." Liz always knew how to make him blush, or recently anyways. "We're laughing because you're having a panic attack for no reason."
"No... No reason? Are you insane? My father is probably going to enforce his reaper power to send you two back to Brooklyn and I'll be weaponless, and...and..." He couldn't finish, the thought was just too depressing.
Pattie smacked Kid on the head lightly. "You're the idiot, Kid. Lord Death didn't see anything! The couch was in the way. Sure, your pants are down and you're all flushed, but he didn't actually see that."
Kid just looked at her like he was seeing her for the first time. Then he groaned. "Dammit. I didn't think about that at all."
"Idiot."
Deciding that he had had enough for the night, Kid stood up and pulled up his pants. As he buttoned them up, he looked at the two twins, who didn't look upset at all. They both looked extremely amused.
"You're not disappointed, then?" He asked, raising an eyebrow in a very non-symmetrical fashion.
"Nope," the two sisters said together, "We'll finish this off eventually."
Kid groaned again and left the room. As he lay in his bed before falling asleep that night, he wondered just what 'finishing it off' meant.