Chapter 6 ~{(Under the watchful eye Stein)}~

I wake up to the annoying sound of knocking at my door. I groan and lift myself up. Why was I being bothered this early in the morning? I get up and adjust myself to decency, and opened the door. "Good morning." I tilted my head to one side.

"What the hell..." I manage, fixing my blanket around me. He let himself in and sat down in the middle of my couch. "Kid... why are you here so early?" He looks at me and blushes a bit.

"Well, if we were going to meet, then it had to be perfectly symmetrical meeting time, and that time would be at 8, a perfect number." His eyes began to glow, and I could feel my eyes twitch.

"Couldn't you meet me at 12? You can cut that number in half and it'd be 6, and that would be three.."

"What are you talking about?" I rolled my eyes at him. "Anyway, this is a nice place you have..."

"Yeah, whatever, help yourself to whatever, let me just get dressed real quick." I walked back into my room and face-planted into my bed. Wow was I super annoyed with him now, but it doesn't seem like he gets the hint. I don't want to be friends with anyone, but my mean face, or my leave me the hell alone or I'll murder you face don't seem to work against him. "Well whatever." I unwrap myself in my blanket and looked at my closet.

Now if my assumptions were right I would be running into a certain creeper, so maybe I should dress to impress. Not my usual black , white, and red couture .. but it was still very Gothic girly. I pushed back my clothes, to depths I dare not go. I pulled out, a yellow summer dress. It was pretty, and not too flashy, but just the right thing to do the trick. I put it on and I blushed looking at myself in the mirror. I feel like this is apart of my past.

"Hey... you've been in there for a while, did you fall back asleep?" I hear Kid knocking on the door.

"yeah..." I step out and his eyes beam. Well its working I guess. "What do you think?" I say looking at the ground, hiding my face away from him.

"Stunning... wait..." He looked at my black bag. "What's this?" I looked in his direction.

"What this? I call it a bag, and if you're a retard with a simple mind, you would call it a purse, and for some people with a brain its called a handbag."

"No... what... why is this?" He picked it up and looked at it more carefully. "There's only one pocket in the front, it's not the same!" He screamed scratching his head furiously. I sighed and hit him upside his head.

"Look if its a bother to you, I can always go and get a new one, I only have one bag." He clasped his hands around mine and my eye began to twitch again.

"Great lets go!" He started pulling me out the door.

"Hey wait a minute..." but it was already too late, we were running down the stairs and out for a full day of dread.

"Okay here you go!" His eyes were sparkling as he handed me a small black bag, almost similar to it with two pockets in the front and it had a longer strap. Wow, he doesn't have bad taste. I smile at him and put it on my shoulder. He grabs my other bag and throws it in a different direction.

"Hey Kid!" I shout and he stares at me. "I didn't get the chance to take anything out of it!" He blushed and ran back to get it.

"I'm sorry." He hands me it back and I just dumped everything in it and handed it back to him. He smiled and looked at me. I sigh and nod, and he jumps and throws the bag as hard as he could. "Now that we have this settled, what should we do?" I placed a finger on my lip.

"I'm not sure how these things usually work..." All of a sudden I get a shiver down my spine. I looked behind me fast and I didn't see anything. Well it was just my imagination. I shrug and there was that presence again.

"You okay?" I nod at him. "Okay, well it's not really a date you do know that right?" He blushed at that sentence.

"Huh? Oh yeah, but why did you want to hang out with me today then?" I raised an eyebrow at him, and his blush deepened he turned his head away and placed his hands on his hips.

"Well you see, I wanted to observe you, I wanted to see if you are perfectly symmetrical outside of school as well..."

"That's really creepy, and weird, and all I've heard from you is being perfect and being symmetrical... that's not something someone should have to worry about, I live my life and I go through all the hardships life has to offer, If I had to stop and thing about my life wasn't so perfect then I wouldn't be standing here now. I'd probably be still locked up in that creepy old room..." Wait... where did that come from. I don't remember that, or was it another memory trying to force itself out.

"You were locked up?" He asked confused.

"You know what never mind .. Hey Kid don't worry about it, that was nothing." I turned away from him looking around the city. "You know I'm kind of hungry, want to go..." I stopped and noticed he wasn't standing next to me anymore. "Kid?"

"Here." I jumped and spun around on my heels. He was holding a vanilla cone and blushing. "I thought you might like this."

"Yeah." I grabbed it from him and blushed myself. "Thanks, Vanilla's my favorite." At first this seemed kind of weird, but as the day began to take off, things seemed to just get better. But there was no sign of a certain jerk anywhere. I was certain...

Night came really fast and we were leaving a bookstore laughing at who knows what. "Hey thanks for taking me out, it was fun, I didn't think I would ever experience something like this." He nodded at me and we began to walk.

"Let me walk you home then." He smiled at me.

"Thanks... but something's been bothering me all night... I haven't seen... you know what it's nothing." I pushed back a strand of hair.

"You sure you're okay by yourself..."

"Yeah I'm fine." I answered quickly. "Darn... I forgot my bag at the bookstore."

"Wait here, I'll go grab it." I leaned up against a wall as he dashed back to the store. This wasn't what I expected. I was hoping THAT jealous person were to see this. I blushed again. No wait, why was I thinking about him again. I don't need him in my life, I don't need that weird sensation I get when he's around... I pushed myself up and realized there was that overwhelming feeling again.

"Ah so you finally noticed me." I blushed 50 shades of red. "I was hoping to tease you a bit at school, but right now would be a good time to, seeing as this wasn't actually a date." He smirked stepping closer to me.

"It... it... Why do you care anyway? You seem to find a way into my head a lot more lately. It's getting annoying especially when I'm dreaming, I don't want you there, I don't need you there." I just kept repeating the last two sentences every time he took a step closer to me, until he was standing in front of me. He leaned like last time and his hand came up above my head.

"Why do you keep denying your own heart, face it, you know our feelings are mutual so quit fighting me. As for going out with Kid anyway, I'll have to deal with you later. Until you tell me your true feelings, I won't say the line you've always wanted me to say to you." I could feel my body tensing, my body heat fluctuating. his hand came down and stroked my cheek, I panted and my face heated up under his touch. He started to lean into me again and I couldn't help but close my eyes.

"Here you go!" I opened my eyes quickly and see Kid standing in front of me now. I grabbed my chest, my heart beating wildly out of control. "Are you okay? You're all red, are you sick?" He pulled me in and picked me up. I blushed again.

"Whoa whoa whoa, even if I was sick, I can still walk." I held onto him tight. First Steins attack now this.

"But you're really warm, I have to get you back as soon as possible, you're running a fever, the sooner your home the faster we can treat that fever. He hopped onto his skateboard and helped me get back to my place.

"Thanks Kid, for everything, but I can handle it from here. I'll see you Monday." I quickly get inside and lock the door. I fell to the floor, the fever not going away. Maybe I was getting sick... I go to lay down and I start panting again. "Oh no..." I felt this pain in my chest and I feel hot tears beginning to run down my face. "What the hell is this..." I wiped them away but new ones replaced them.

I'm not even sure why I was denying a part of me, my past, he knows what it is, and I am very content with living a life by myself, but if he can fix the conflicted parts of me, then maybe, just maybe... I wasn't going to say I was in... that I was...that I had feelings for him, not until I understand what was going on with me. Maybe being lonely for too long can be damaging... I sigh and throw a pillow on my face. Damn... I was hoping that I wouldn't get involved in this mess...