Alrighty, here's part two, where things really go to shit.
Get ready.
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A/N: Ok! Now we are going to continue the story in Kid's point of view! Yah! Hooray! That's it actually -_-' (it's the day after Blair's plan)
Kid: So it failed miserably and we can all move on with our lives?
Maka: Don't bet on it.
Kill~kong~ding~die!(sound of Shibusen bell)
Patty: We already know that!
"Alright class, just don't forget, were going to be dissecting a very rare bird tomorrow, so make sure your prepared- budgets are low, so make sure you bring your own knife."
Maka: We don't always dissect rare birds, you know!
Crona: Yeah…sometimes it's rare tigers…or rare bears…or rare fish…
Kid sighed in relief- finally the day was over- he was getting sick of trying to focus on Dr. Stein's creaky monotonous voice. He had already learned half of the subjects in his special trainings and the idea of dissecting a live bird was enough to make him shiver in disgust. "Kid~ooo! Come on, let's go!" A rather high-pitched voice chimed in his ear- he was broken out of his thoughts, and turned around to face the speaker. It was Patty, a large construction paper giraffe slung over her shoulder, and a look of pure innocence on her face(few people knew the Boston- street version of Patty, whose cold glare would paralyze someone or get them running).
Patty: We're from Brooklyn, fucktard!
Liz: Yeah, there is a huge difference between Boston, Massachusetts, and Brooklyn, New York!
Next to her was Liz, looking extremely impatient, who flipped her hair just as a wild bull would paw the ground with its hoof.
Crona: …that's an odd analogy…
"Come on Kid, if I miss my show again I'll…"
Kid stopped her mid-sentence without even trying. He had been making a rather concentrated face at the time while trying to see past Patty's giraffe to another figure in the distance.
Patty: And by the way, I make stuff besides giraffes, you know! Sometimes I make elephants, sometimes hippopotamuses, sometimes mooses-
Liz: Moose, Patty.
Patty: Yeah, I make a moose, and then I make another moose, so mooses!
Liz: No, it's…oh, never mind.
Both Liz and Patty turned simultaneously toward the exit- the place he was staring.
Standing near the wall, with her left arm rubbing her right was Crona, and to everyone's surprise (they hadn't seen the other at first) was Makka, a surly look on her face.
Maka: Uncanny how that matches the look on my face right now…
"Yo!" Patty called out- Makka and Crona seemed to have been in a conversation at the time, for their movement stopped abruptly and while Crona looked down at her feet, Makka held her head high, blush rising to her cheeks said "Kid!" she had said a little strangely, Kid thought, and a little too loud. He nodded towards her, expecting her to continue, as his weapons looked back and forth between Makka, Kid and Crona, seeking for a drama.
Crona who didn't know how to deal with this explained this in a very blunt fashion. "Oh no, there all just staring… I hope they're not observing me… this is so strange- but there not holding weapons- what do I do? I don't know how to deal with this." She muttered almost inaudibly.
Crona: "That's my catchphrase, by the-" …oh, forget it…
"I know how you can deal with it! Go home and make me some fricken food! When's the last time you've been in a kitchen!"
Ragnarok had appeared suddenly and rather frighteningly from Crona's spine, breaking the long silence and confusing the situation.
"Why, you- You turd!" Makka leaned over the puny creature in her battle stance, focusing on the small target, as not to hurt Crona.
It was then that Kid found something out that he so wildly assumed already- at the exact time Makka had conjured the random textbook, a rather irritated Ragnarok had pulled on the pinkette's long dress, tugged on it slightly as though trying to tease Kid- Ragnarok knew that Kid was the most eager to discover Crona's gender and had seen the gleam in his eye when he was so close to finding out. There, in the flash of an eye, if you paid close attention was a neat pair of underwear gently hugging the thighs of the young witches' daughter, decorated by a single picture of a strawberry covered in chocolate sauce.(Nobody else noticed this, they were all looking elsewhere)
Crona: *head meets tray*
Kid: …what the hell…?
Liz: Wow, the subtlety here is just amazing. That underwear practically screams "please take me right now".
Crona: C-Can we please not talk about the underwear I'm not actually wearing…?
Liz: …wait, you don't wear-
Maka: Moving on!
Upon observing the delicate work of art between the smooth creamy- thin legs and the fine, piece of pinkish cloth, an exceptional amount of bright red blood trickled down the reaper's nose, and he quickly brushed it away, not wanting anyone to see the ruby liquid,
Crona: …"ruby" blood?
Patty: Oh, that must be because he's the son of Death, so his blood is special!
or know what he knew- it gave him a sense of a sort-of possession really, as though by just knowing this one fact, he had gotten dibs on this entire being before him, as though it gave him the right to own her- no, own was not the appropriate word- to wed her more like, as though just this small knowledge made them closer, rather.
Maka: Oh hey, creepy potential rapist pretending to be Kid. When'd you get here?
Kid: …what is wrong with this person? Why are they portraying me as a closet pervert?
Liz: A disturbed mindset when it comes to romance.
And blushing furiously, he realized that this indeed was a silly way of thinking,
Kid: Obviously!
that she certainly wouldn't know how to deal with it, and that, after all, on that fateful day of the party, it had been he who had enjoyed the short time he spent with Makka on him- it was just something about her at the moment that made him want to lean over her and kiss her passionately- maybe it had simply been the way her hair was that day- the usual pigtails, except this time, the small piece that always stood out on her left side seemed to have been combed out so that it was perfectly symmetrical. "Ah, symmetry is everything…" Kid thought, going over the situation once again in his head. But yet, he didn't actually enjoy Makka herself- she wasn't his type. Instead, it had been the pigtails that he was attracted to, as odd as it seemed.
Maka: Odd doesn't begin to describe it! "Fucked up" doesn't begin to describe it!
"Kid-o…. Kid-o… KID-O KUN!"
Again, the weapon meister was stirred out of his thoughts, this time to time, rather unexpectedly, by Crona. "Hmm…" He asked, hoping his jeans looked normal to everyone around him- this unfortunately, was not true, for now everyone seemed to be staring in that particular direction.
As blush evaded his cheeks, he braced himself for a Makka chop, or worse- that the bulge in his pants was A-symmetrical.
Maka: …what.
Liz: …now that's just wrong.
Kid: I…you…I do not get turned on by symmetry! That's just…it…I can't even find the words to describe how much you disgust me! What in the name of everything holy is wrong with you?
Maka: If we started listing the numerous ways this person is screwed up, we'd be here all week.
"Hahaha~! Kid-o got a boner huh onii-chan!" Patty cackled.
"Oh brother… I wonder why actually- and Patty leave kid alone" (Liz)
Crona: Wait, what's with the brackets there?
"W-what's a bo-ner- I don't know how to deal with those… Ragnarok?"(Crona)
"Well, Crona, a boner is what people get when they wanna sex somebody up- apparently, Kid here wants to do that to-"(Ragnarok)
"Makka-a CHOP!"
Maka: …so, let me see if I've got this: rather than actually write the characters saying whatever, you're going to have their names put in brackets beside the dialogue?
Crona: …wow, and I thought the stuff we've seen before was lazy…
this time, Makka hit Ragnarok dead on, and just managed not to hit Crona- this made everyone else sweat-drop, besides Kid (who was still blushing and pretending to make his collar symmetrical) and Ragnarok who uttered a final "Stupid deformed, flat-chested cow.." Before seeping back into Crona's spine.
"Uh, now that's over, Kid, can we… can we have a study date- please…" Makka asked nervously.
Kid was taken aback, but quickly regained his composure. "Uh, yea sure I… I just need to err…"
Makka interrupted him- "Well, can it please be today- I need some help on today's homework."
"Ok, sure." Kid replied, eager to get the situation over with, and climb into his sweetly symmetrical bed.
Kid: AGH!
Patty: Why is this bitch trying to make Kid feel uncomfortable?
Maka: Let me reiterate: our fans are messed up.
"M-maybe we should walk to my place together… you know since… I mean, Soul's staying over at Black*Star's house and Blair's with the two (she shuddered at that part) soooo…"
"Hahaha! Onii-chan – onii-chan! You think Kid will get another" Liz quickly covered the younger's mouth-
"It's time we went home now, ok- if were any later we'll miss our show Patty! Crona, should we walk you home? Ok, come on, we'll take you- bye Kid! Bye Makka! See ya at home now, bye!" Liz said in one breath, while dragging Crona (who gave one final questioning glance towards Kid) and still keeping one arm wrapped around Patty's mouth, dragging her too, and keeping her from saying anything else.
Crona: Where they decided to mercifully kill me-…her off-screen. …please?
*On the way home with Kid and Makka*
Liz: We probably could've figured that out, thank you.
An awkward silence enveloped the two, as they made their way home, past Death Buck's.
Maka: *facepalm* Deathbucks? Really?
"Wait... I mean wait, uh, Kid can we stop here please?" Makka asked uncertainly.
Kid turned toward Makka who was unusually close to him. "Yes, I didn't think you'd want to, but ok."
They turned into the doorway of Death Buck's and ordered two cappuccinos. They sat down together on the couch with their cups, smiling gently and a little nervously at each other.
"Makka…" Kid said slowly- Makka looked up from her drink and gasped slightly, for now Kid was suddenly directly in her face.
"Y-yes Kid? What is it?"
"…"
"It's just that… you don't have to sit all the way on the other side of the couch. It's not like I'll hurt you… or you know… the other thing."(=boner; P)
Kid: *double facepalm* Why are you doing this to me…?
"Oh, uh ok then… sorry." She scooted closer to Kid, a little reluctantly.
"Ah, that's better… soooo um." Kid started- there was that silence again, and it was worse than before.
"Kid… you know, we should be going now, it's getting late, and I still need help on my homework." Makka said after a while.
"Sure thing Makka…" He got up, and, finding it a gentlemanly gesture, reached his hand down for Makka to grab it.
The pig-tailed girl obediently grabbed Kid's hand, but once she got up, held fast to it and didn't let go. Kid smiled at her, as she tried to avert her eyes from his blazing golden ones. "Makka, don't be shy ok… come on, let's go before were even later."
Makka nodded and kept tight on his hand, enjoying the warmth of it.
Maka: Oh, great, now I'm a clingy little girl. Wonderful.
Crona: *twitch*
*Makka's house*
Patty: We can figure that out! We're not idiots here!
Liz: That actually makes me wonder if the author was expecting her readers to be stupid. Which says more than it should, come to think of it.
"Ok, so for this next one… a sound soul resides in a sound body and a sound _" (A/N)
"Mind." Makka answered.
Maka: This is basic knowledge! It was drilled into our heads on the first day! We do not need to study this! If you can't think of anything else for us to study, don't bother!
"Hmm, something tells me she doesn't actually need my help." Kid thought nervously.
All: Gee, you think?
I don't want to lead her on, but… how do I break it to her?
"*Sigh* Makka, you don't really need help- so why… did you ask me to help you? You know you're a genius at this."
Crona: Exactly!
Kid: Absolutely.
Liz: Duh.
Patty: Obviously!
Maka: …*blush*
"I just, well I don't see… what's it to you Kid? I mean, were all going to have to do group soul links, so spending quality time isn't such a bad idea anyways…" she replied looking at her shoes.
Kid scooted his chair closer… (1)
Kid: What the…?
Maka: …footnotes? Seriously?
"You're right but… our souls seem to be rejecting each other. At this rate, we won't be able to link our wavelengths."
Kid mentally sighed with relief- hopefully this meant that Makka hadn't gotten the wrong idea. Kid paused, as Makka reached into her bag for something… there was a silence as she appeared to be trying to hide something in the bag from Kid
"WHAT?" she suddenly muttered to herself
Liz: Yeah, that looked like muttering. That would be why it was in all caps.
"Ugh, Makka? We still have the… homework you know…" He went silent as he saw her face glowing with red and was afraid that she was angry, and feared a book might have been what she was searching for.
She leaned closer to him, a serious look on his face. He stared at her, waiting for her to do something. She closed her eyes and quickly pressed her lips against his. For a moment she held it there, and because Kid was either too shocked or whatever the case may be, she gained confidence enough to poke her tongue through his teeth, begging for entrance
Kid: …*head hits tray*
Liz: Whoa, little much for a first-timer there-
Maka: *frustrated scream*
Crona: *twitch*
"O- oh craps, oh crap oh crap!What's she doing? Oh no, o no…" (Kid)
"M-mfff!" (Kid) Oh no! Our souls are rejecting even more- if she doesn't stop soon…"
Kid pulled away as though his life depended on it, with so much force he almost knocked Makka to the ground. "Uh, I just noticed something, I um, I- my toilet paper may be left in a square- I need to fold it- you know- You know uh… symmetry and whatnot is good and stuff so seeyah!"With that he bolted towards the bathroom, for only the second time it seemed, pretending to be interested in symmetry, rather as an excuse.
Once in the bathroom, Kid actually did make sure that the toilet paper was symmetrical, and sighed once he found it to be true: At least something went right today- jeez… I hope I didn't hurt Makka's feelings, but honestly, where did that
come from?
Maka: Godawful writing from a person I'm going to drown in boiling lava!
*~Down stairs~ sriats nwoD~* (Kid insisted -_-) (o/w/o symmetry!)
Kid: I did no such thing! And not even symmetry can distract me from the fact that this is an absolutely mockery of who we are! You couldn't be more wrong if I provided you a how-to guide on how to get us wrong myself!
"Nya! Well, looks like its final! You are naturally unattracted to Kid-o! Did you try the tongue thing I suggested? Oh- it looked so cute! I wanna turn; he's almost as cute as scythe boy! Nya-ha!" Blair had poked her head out of Makka's bag, still in cat form.
Crona: …is…does this person think Blair is a pedophile?
Maka: That is just all kinds of wrong…
"Ugh, fine by me- he wasn't even looking! Besides, he's not as good as…"Makka stopped; a noise was coming from upstairs,
Patty: Not as good as who?
Maka: *groans* Do you even need to ask…?
where one of Kid's may bathrooms were. "Shh- Blair hide, I think he's coming back and you're supposed to be at Black* Star's." She said while shoving Blair into the bag unceremoniously.
She watched as Kid climbed slowly down the stairs, like a scared kitten in the home of a wild wolf.
"…."
Kid stared at her and slowly sat down, though this time a little farther away from her than before;
"…."
As he sat down, he tried to pretend that what happened early was only a dream of some sort.
"Ahem… Makka, are you feeling ok?"Kid asked, still a little shaken.
He tried looking into her eyes. "Pfft- Of course I am Kid! I just, you know, wanted to see what it would be like… for practice! Yeah, that's right- you know, for Soul and stuff…
Maka: *head hits tray*
Liz: OK, that is so totally not something Maka would do!
Patty: Yeah! That was completely slutty of her! Why in the-…Crona? You OK?
Crona: *looking down, shaking while muttering to himself*
Liz: …might want to leave him alone right now, Patty…
after all, your gay right?"
Kid: Wait, what?
Maka: …whoa, there's a flashback.
In reality, Makka knew full well that Kid wasn't gay, but she was searching for an excuse and getting desperate.
*Kid sweat drops* Do I- do I really appear that way? (Kid, duh)
Liz: If it was obvious, why did you put it there?
Oh jeez, well it's at least something.(Makka)
"No, Makka… I'm not gay! You know that…" Kid said a little awkwardly.
"Nya!"
"Um, what was that?"(Kid)
"N-nothing…" (Makka)
she dug into her back-pack again, and this time Kid backed farther away.
"OK KIDDIES THIS IS GETTING BORING! Luckily Blair- Chan's here to help you out~ Nya!"
Out of nowhere, the flirtatious kitten hopped out of the bag still in cat form, which was lucky for poor Kid.
"WHEW! Its sure was hot in there! Hey, Kid, soooo now that Makka-Chan knows she in love soul-kun, whatta-ya say we you know you take something up of our own." ;)
Maka: Why? Why has no one actually given a reason as to why I could be interested in Soul?
Crona: …and why is there another one of those "emoticons" in with the dialogue? You couldn't write that she actually winked? Are you that lazy?
Makka and Kid stood shocked, watching the kitten.
At least now I know what's going on but… why Blair? (Kid)
Maka: Good question!
*Later*(so lazy)
Kid: Then why are you writing?
Crona: I guess she is that lazy…
After everything was cleared up, Kid and Blair gave Makka some pointers for Soul. "Ok, so the key to a man's heart lies in a woman's symmetry, remember that! Next time, you should really work on that." Kid reminded her.
*Blair was nodding in the backround, paying more attention to Kid's body.*
Kid: AGH!
Maka: Seriously, what the hell? Blair isn't a pedophile! What is wrong with you?
Makka looked like she might chop him before he added: "Though it was sloppy, I have to admit that it was mildly enjoyable." He added looking down.
Kid: *head hits tray*
"Thanks Kid! Well, thanks guys, I'll see you at school, but don't tell Soul what happened ok! Not even Liz- definitely not Patty."
She called behind her as she walked behind her, waving the whole time.
Whew, glad that's over- now I got to iron my shirt…(kid)
As soon Makka left, Kid reached for his phone. He dialed the number to the school through the private line (4242564)
Maka: We know what the number is!
Kid: Hello?
Lord Death: Hiyah Hiyah- Kid-o Kun! I can expect that your usual three stripes are looking as good as ever!
Liz: Now, Kid, just don't listen to the terrible writer.
Patty: Yeah, she wouldn't know what makes you look good even if it was staring her in the face!
Kid: *groans* Just let me die in peace…
Kid: ... Honorable father, can you please just get Crona to the phone.(Kid was on the verge of tears, and wanted to get off the phone with his father as soon as possible.(2)
Death: O-kay- Spirit, can you please send this phone to Crona- Chan for me? Kid-o wants to talk to 'em.
Kid: Thank you father…
A/N:(1)makka can see souls, but kid cant, so he got closer to try and sense the wavelengths
Kid: That is completely untrue! I'm the son of Death itself, obviously I can see souls!
(2)poor kid- he mentioned his stripes
And btw, don't yell at me in the reviews saying Crona is a boy! I don't know how to deal with YAOI Crona, so LEAVE ME ALONE!
Maka: Then why are you doing this? If you don't think this is the case, don't write it! This isn't rocket science, it's common fucking sense!
All right, byes
Makka: Ugh, kissing Kid was horrible*thinks* can't wait for me and soul's turn ^/ ^
Maka: *groans*
Kid: How awkward- Makka, did you realize you kissed me with more effort on the left side than the right? And you really need to work on the tongue thing, I mean, really, just do it symmetrically, it mustn't go all over the place -_-
Kid: Oh, yes, by all means, make me feel even worse about that!
Makka: : ( Makka-a chop!
Crona: I don't know how to deal with this
Crona: For once, my catchphrase is appropriate…
*Ragnarok* Like I said earlier- WHERES MY FOOD!
Soul:*murmuring* Not cool Makka -_-;
Patty: Pointless cameo alert!
Unison: Sorry it was so long, stay tuned for the next one!
*patty*
Hahaha! Kid got a boner~ Kid got a bon-err!
Ragnarok: this chapter sucked
Liz: Amazing how Ragnarok is right for once.
Crona: He usually is with these fics…
Me: I'm a worthless pig- a pile of garbage that the world needs to spit up and destroy after raping my dead body and using my blood as lubricant and peeing in my ripped out eyeball! T^T
Kid: O_O whoa
All: *stunned silence*
Maka: …well, damn, there go any insults I could've made. No way I'm going to even try to top that…
A/N: Heh, heh, so, this is the 4th chapter eh? Awesome… really awesome. Not much to say here, so enjoy.
Patty: Any bets on how little we'll enjoy this?
Others: No.
BANGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG! CCRRRRRRRRAAAAASHHH!
"Oi- Maka, go see what Blair's doing in the kitchen."
"*sigh* Fine, whatever."
Maka grumbled. Why couldn't Soul find out anything for himself? Then she stopped- after all, this is Blair we're talking about- she wouldn't want Soul in the same room as her. She sucked it up and entered the kitchen.
"Blair… what are you doing in here?" It was a few days after Kid and Makka's "incident" (which was not mentioned to Soul or Crona), and Maka had already confessed her feelings for Soul.
Maka: *head hits tray* Fan-friggin'-tastic…
(Ragnarok: Symmetry-Chan is a lazy writer-not to mention flat-chested
Liz: …despite him being right, what was the point of that?
*! 8SY-MMET-TRY~CHOP8!*)
Crona: …uh-oh.
Maka: I will devour her blood!
They had been closer than usual recently, but that didn't mean there weren't still arguments here and there.
Liz: Well, considering she just confessed to him, I'd like to think that they would be "closer than usual".
As Makka stepped into the kitchen, a large salmon nearly whacked her in the face- it instead fell into the chair next to Makka, by the table.
"Whoa! B-Blair, what's going on?" Makka asked. At first glance, the kitchen was unrecognizable. Salt was gushing from the cabinets, flour lay spilled on the floor, fish scales floated in the air, and smoke was escaping from the oven- (wtf?)
Patty: Stop trying to tell us what to think, you fucking brainwasher!
"Oh, hey Makka-Chan, I'm just preparing for Kid-o and Crona-Chan to come- I want them to have the bestest (1) food so they really get in the mood~nya-ha!"
Kid: *covers mouth* Oh God…she wasn't trying to imply…
Crona: *head hits tray* Well, sleeping was nice while it lasted…
Makka just stood there gaping at the disaster for a second or two. After regaining her composure- and closing her gaping mouth-she finally spoke.
"Blair… I told you I would take care of it- just let me handle it ok. Now where's the broom…" Makka decided she would have to clean up a little herself- she would as Blair for help cleaning (since she had a number of spells and all) but knowing Blair, it would only end in a lot more work. After all, it was her idea to invite Kid and Crona over. The whole idea was for it to be a kind of secret double date, to help Kid and Crona to get together… she remembered all too fondly, the day Crona's gender was revealed…
Liz: Yeah, because you kept it such a secret up until now…
It was a typical day walking home from Shibusen, when Crona suddenly stopped in her tracks. Black*Star was on the left of her, and Makka was on the right, where as Kid was in the back of everyone, and Soul was speeding ahead.
"What's wrong, Crona-Chan?" Makka asked with a smile. It was a clear and beautiful day, and everyone was in high spirits (Black*star: of course! I WAS THERE! NYA-HAHAHAH!),
Maka: Oh brother…
Patty: Do all these fics make Black*Star so annoying?
Crona: They do…every single one…
and the best part, was that Stein was absent (2), so there was no dissecting to be done.
Crona: …OK, why bother mentioning that…?
Crona rubbed her left arm.
"Um, Makka-Chan, Ragnarok told me about… what s… s… se-"
"Don't worry Crona! Don't believe anything that bastard says!" Makka interrupted, panicked. Soul sped up a little, so that he wouldn't be caught into the conversation, Black*Star laughed like a retard,
Maka: No! Political correctness! Come back! We'll be good!
and Kid held his breath a little.
"Sex is a beautiful thing! It should only be between two people who love each other, and it should be done as long as none of your friends and Blair is out of the way first! (3*Hahaha).
Maka: …and hello, sudden sense of foreboding…
Crona: Oh, so I'm not alone in that…
There was an awkward silence for a few minutes, where Kid fidgeted, Soul hid appeared to be hiding something around his nose area(4), Black*Star stifled a chuckle, and Makka stared dreamily into space.
Liz: …sounds like-
Maka: No.
Liz: You didn't even let me finish.
Maka: Whatever you were going to say, I'm denying it. Nothing happened. Nothing.
"Well, Ragnarok said since I'm a girl, I have to…" (Crona)
"WHAAAAAAAAATTTTTTT!" (Makka)
"Y… y- your…?" (Soul)
"Nya-HAHAHA!-I knew it! How can I, the great Black*Star not know! But you sure are flat…"
"Mak-ka-a- CHOP!"
Liz: *monotone* Oh wow, what a shock, I didn't see that coming at all.
Kid hadn't said anything though, and when Makka turned around for a peek, she saw blush creeping up his cheeks (5).
…
"Ok, bye-bye Crona- we'll see you tomorrow, have a nice day."
Makka, Soul, and Kid were the only ones left now, after walking Crona, and Black*Star home (actually, he decided to walk on his hands all the way to his house).
Kid: That was necessary information…
"So- Kid, you like Crona huh? I just knew it! That explains why-"(Makka)
"Oi! Makka- that's not cool- don't bombard Kid with questions- and really, you shouldn't mention a 'you know what' to a guy, it's embarrassing."
Kid stood there, the pale white of his face now tainted a dark crimson.
"Who said that, I didn't… I mean…"(Kid)
"Oh come on, Kid, it's not like we're gonna make fun of you…being in denial isn't cool ya know. Besides, I saw it too- don't think I didn't, and I understand."(Soul)
"…."
"….."
"Alright, fine! So I like her- so I knew she was a girl for a while! Can we give this up already, I don't think my candles are uniform, I think I may have let the left one burn a little too much… Oh crap, maybe my portraits a little to the side…"
"Kid. You are seriously… the only person I know- who would want to check if their 'candles are uniform'. Seriously." (Makka)
Maka: This is true.
Kid: I have a condition, dammit!
There was silence for a while (besides Kid's constant muttering over his toilet paper and picture frames) before Makka spoke again. " Hey! I have an idea! Me and Soul are going out already, so why don't we have a double date? Kid, you can come with Crona, and Black*Star, Tsubaki, Liz, and Patty, just have to be there for a little while (so they won't be suspicious) and you and Crona can stay longer with me and Soul, you know to bond better without any disturbances."
"Pfft- Makka, sometimes you sound so girly- really, a double date?"(Soul)
Soul expected a direct chop, but was surprised at Makka's reaction
" Oh, come on Soul… remember our last date? Hmm?"
At this point, Kid is looking off into space awkwardly, and Soul seems to be dying of blood loss.
Liz: …Maka, seriously, it looks like-
Maka: Will you just leave me to my denial?
"O-ok, fine… Kid, be at our house on oct.12 (6). Don't be late- it'll start at 7:00."(Soul)
"Alright, I'll be there, but I can't guaranty it'll be at such an awful time"(Kid)
…..
Makka brightened at the idea of Crona being able to find love. Even though she couldn't stand Kid because of his symmetry, she had to admit, he was handsome, and a much better boyfriend than someone like Black*Star for someone as nervous as Crona. She just hoped this would work.
Kid: How do you figure? We'd be completely incompatible! I'd drive him-…her crazy with my OCD, and there's no way I could actually help her with her fear of…well, everything! …no offense, Crona.
Crona: None taken…
She looked at the clock (shaped like Felix the cat) and gasped.
"Oh SHART (7) - It's almost time, and this stuff is still everywhere!"
Maka: *facepalm* Fuck's sake, really…?
She ran around frantically, trying to toss things in the trash while at the same time stuffing things into the large silver refrigerator.
"Makka, I'm finished, so you should probably hurry up and get dressed too its almost-waaaaah!"
Makka, who was busy trying to move dishes, scaled fish, and pans out of the way, ran straight into Soul, who was just entering the kitchen, colliding with him, and sending the items flying. She landed (conviently-heheheh) into Soul's arms, and both were on the floor in no- time, Soul's back against the wall, Makka sitting- facing Soul's face- on his lap.
Maka: *hits head against tray repeatedly*
Liz: Dear God, is this author even trying?
"…"
"…"
"Aww! You two are so cute! I love it- don't worry, I'll take care of this mess for you guys ok- Nya!"
Blair, who was watching from on top of the refrigerator the whole time, jumped down, and transformed into her human self, wearing her usual get-up.
"N-no, Blair, you don't have to! Remember last time!"(Makka)
"Oh, it's ok Makka-Chan- I know just how to do it now, so don't you worry!"(Blair)
Makka buried her face into Soul's chest, bracing herself for the explosion that was sure to come, just like last time, and thanked God it was Soul she had cuddled into.
Maka: *continues to beat head with tray*
Kid: …you know, you're probably going to get some sort of brain damage if you keep doing that…
Maka: That'd be a blessing at this point!
There was a bright flashing light and everyone in the room was blinded. When it went away, Makka and Soul expected to have been transported to a new world, or their kitchen remodeled in just the wrong way, but got a major shock when they lifted their heads.
"WOAH! Blair- you- you really did learn to do it right!"(Makka)
"COOL!"(Soul)
"Wow! I did it! I did it! Yah! Excuse me guys, I'll be back home later than usual- probably not until tomorrow- I'm gonna go and celebrate!" Blair said- then she winked and set off, transforming into a purple kitten and slinking out of the specially installed kitty door.
….(Ragnarok: stop skipping to scenes you lazy pig!- me: :0… *! 8SY-MMET-TRY~CHOP8!*)…
Maka: Drink it as it pours from her disemboweled body!
"Well, this place is neat all of a sudden… how long did it take you to clean it, it looks really good, I'm impressed." Tsubaki complemented. Black*Star sat at her left side, at the end of a long, oak table. Everyone had come along, except for Kid, who wouldn't dare come at 7:00, and everyone wore fancy clothing for the occasion. Tsubaki was draped in a long, black over coat that served partly as a dress. Underneath were checkered leggings that were green and yellow, and long black boots with ribbons on the sides, near the zippers- her hair was in two long braids, all the way down to her waist. Patty had on a dress that Liz picked out for her- it was a pink over all dress with a white tank top underneath. Her shoes were black also, with white buckles at the top. She was wearing a pink, white, and red pinstriped beret on her head, which was tilted a little to the left (kid: grrrrrr) and a silver necklace around her neck. Liz herself was wearing her usual hair style, a long white shirt and a long black skirt that went down to her knees. Her shoes were open toed clogs that made her look even taller, and a black chain around her neck.
Patty: Do they always devote a paragraph to what someone's wearing?
Maka: Yep.
Crona: Every time…
Makka was donning twisties on either side of her head, clipped in place by red bows that had a little mini reaper masks in the middle of both. She had on a red-ish – pinkish dress that stopped a little lower than her hips, nearly reaching her knees but stopping short. It ended in a frill that made it poofy, and she wore stockings that also had frills at the top, a ribbon on both sides, and black tap shoes.
Crona: *blush*
Patty: *stares at Crona*
Crona: …w-what?
Patty: You know, I never really noticed it before…but you're actually kinda cute, Crona.
Crona, Maka, Liz: *spittake*
Kid: Ah! No, no, that won't do at all! That was completely asymmetrical! Liz, Maka, do it again!
Liz & Maka: *still recovering*
Kid: *sighs* Fine! Crona!
Crona: Buh?
Kid: Patty said you were cute!
Crona & Kid: *spittake*
Kid: There we go!
As for the boys, Black*Star- with Tsubaki's influence- wore a black tuxedo with a long black tie in the middle of his long white shirt. He had on black pants and his shoes were plain black, with wood on the soles. Soul was wearing a red and black pin-striped suit, black shoes with white sides and black 'buttons' and a red undershirt. His hair was combed a little, and he didn't have on any headband.
The only ones that weren't there were Crona and Death the Kid, who were supposed to be arriving together.
Kid: But you just said I was the only one who hadn't arrived, so wouldn't that mean…oh, forget it…
"Can you believe Blair-Chan did this? She finally made use of her magic, don't you think?"(Makka)
"Oh, she did- well I must admit it is very lovely. She really has advanced."(Tsubaki)
"Pfft- girls, oi, Black*Star, been doing anything interesting lately?"(Soul)
"Who do you think you're talking to here? After all, it is I the GREAT BLACK*STAR! YA-HOOO!"
Maka: That didn't actually answer his question…
The party continued like this for a while- until the point when Black*Star nearly cracked his head on the wood floor standing on his chair, and Tsubaki had to save him- until at exactly 8:00. There was a knock at the door at this time-
"I'll get it everybody." Makka waltzed to the door and looked through the peep-hole. Of course, it was Kid, and Crona who was cowering behind him, looking nervous.
"Oh, finally Kid, you're here… and you look- pretty good actually." She greeted, wide eyed.
Kid sat near Liz, leaving an empty seat for the next guest.
Kid wasn't wearing his usual symmetrical suit, which was rare. He had on a long sleeved white shirt with the collars turned up- the sleeve's cuffs were pressed and straight and almost went past the palms.
The shoulders were slightly rounded - The collar is turned up slightly, and a red bow is holding it tight in the middle. Over the white shirt is a black vest that buttons down the middle, and crisp black slacks garnish the reaper's pale legs. In a word, he looks different.
Kid: Impostor! Fraud! Burn the witch! Burn her!
Liz: …that actually still sounded pretty symmetrical.
Kid: …it's still an impostor!
"Look who's trying to out-shine me eh! Nya-Hahaha! Go ahead, Kid, I'll let you take the light- for now of course." Everyone chose to ignore this, seeing as Black*Star would only get his arse kicked by Kid in a battle.
Kid: This, admittedly, is true.
"What took you so long eh Kid?" Soul asked
"Huh? What do you mean; I came at exactly 8:00- what's wrong with that?"
"Never mind, Kid- so have you seen Crona lately?" Soul asked…
Crona: Wait…didn't it say that I-…I mean, that she was right behind him?
Kid felt his face flush- must he really have to sound so smug all the time.
"Don't worry Kid, we all know about you and Crona you don't have to be so embarrassed." He continued
"Yeah Kid-o! That's why you got a boner huh?" Patty squealed.
*Everyone sweat-drops*
"P-patty- you- I err- I have to go to the bathroom." Kid excused himself and rushed to the bathroom.
Liz sighed at her sister-"Really Patty? Stop blurting things out all the time."
Kid came back in a few minutes later, the red in his cheeks gone, a look of seriousness on his face.
*BING ~~~~~~~~~~~BONG~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~BING!*
The door bell rang
"I'll get it…" Kid said, as an excuse to get away from the other. He walked to the door and opened it, revealing Crona.
"H-h- hi, Kid-o kun …" She said, rubbing her left arm
Kid just stares at her for a second, wide eyed
"….."
A/N: This chapter is over now.
Patty: Unnecessary cliffhanger ho!
YES- I did make her say 'bestest'- NO- I do not support Nikki Manaje or however you spell her name
Liz: Aaaaaand what does a have to do with b?
No offense to Stein fans, I didn't mean to seem like I was disrespecting him, I actually like stein
Crona: Then why even mention him?
If you didn't get what I was hinting at- then: THEY GOT IT OOOOOON BAKKA!
All: *stunned silence*
Maka: …FU-
*The following rant courtesy of Maka was deemed far too vulgar and profane, even for this fic. Therefore, try and imagine Maka mewling like a kitten for the next minute or so. And if you somehow managed to survive cuteness of that magnitude, feel free to continue reading.*
Maka: -with a fucking baboon!
Others: *shocked silence*
Maka: *breathing heavily*
Liz: …so, what happened to not being able to top what was said earlier?
Maka: *grit teeth* I found the motivation.
Nose bleed huh, Soul?
Are you remembering something Kid? Something- hehehe- bonerrrific? Horrible joke but whatever, I'm not getting paid anyway -_-
Liz: If someone was paying you for this, I'd probably have to kill them on general principle.
Patty: Oh, now you wanna murder her! Way to be late to the party, sis!
October 12- sound familiar? Well it happens to be tomorrow ( it's the 11th as I'm typing)and it happens to be the day Soul eater manga (which I don't own, and am not getting paid for for mentioning) chapter 79 is coming out! YAH! :]
Kid: Woo.
I actually don't like cussing, so I sometimes say- OH SHART! OH- dank! Or even- what the fudge- or sometimes since I read a lot of manga, I say SFX! (For Sound Effects) for a cuss word
Patty: That's 'cause you're a pussy! And I'm gonna make sure to kick you right in your pussy-face!
There actually is no 8 , I just wanted it to end in a symmetrical number.
Kid: You cannot endear yourself to me, stop trying.
But even though this sucks, I have a super secret plot/ fan fic up my sleeve that I will unleash on everyone when they least expect it! It's a different one, and its gonna rock!
Maka: I seriously doubt that.
Crona: And there's that sense of foreboding again…
Bye ebybody!
Patty: Fuuuuuuuuuuck you!
A/N: Well this chapter is finally out. Sorry for lateness, and suckiness also, but I'm trying, and it has improved a little.
Maka: Bullcrap.
Anyhow, not much happens here- though next chapter; IT'LL BE BETTER! (no more spoilers)
Maka: Double bullcrap.
special thanks to NekoInaHat , dino kid, PandaxWaffle, and PunkAssWetard for inspiration and help- you guys are awesome! :D
Patty: No, we are awesome. You guys suck on toast!
"K-kid? Kid-o-kun?"(Crona)
"Are you gonna let us in, or are you just gonna stand there and look like a pervert! Crona, be careful of this guy- it thinks he wants to do that thing we talked about again…"
Ragnarok again popped out of Crona's spine, completely ruining the moment. At his comment, Crona gave a look to Kid that showed how she felt.
Crona: Utter disgust at the entire situation?
Maka: Crona, you should know by now not to expect accuracy when it comes to these fics…
She edged around Kid into the house, looking as though he would kill her.
Kid was still at the door, gaping when he realized that she had already gotten into the house, and cursed himself for being un-gentlemanly. He shook his head and followed her into the dining room.
As Crona picked her seat, next to Kid and sat down, she peered nervously at her other friend's shocked faces. W-why are they all staring at me like that? Oh no, maybe I put on the wrong clothes- were we all supposed to dress differently? I-I d-don't know how to deal with this kind of attention.
Ragnarok was again the one to break the silence: "What are all you bakas lookin' at? You must be planning to mess with Crona- well that's my job, so BACK OFF!" Crona just looked awkwardly into the distance, avoiding Kid's eyes, as he happened to be sitting right next to her.
"N-no- it's not that, it's just that"(Tsubaki)
"Crona, you look kawaii~!" Patty, who had also been peeking at Crona, suddenly said.
Patty: What the hell does that even mean and why am I saying it?
Maka: It's Japanese for "cute". And if you ever say that aloud, I will have to hurt you.
Patty: I'd have to let you, because I would've gotten way too stupid to live.
Everyone nodded, including a scarlet-faced Kid, who tried not to stare too hard.
"C-crona, I love it! You gotta tell me where you got that outfit!" Maka giggled.
Crona looked down at herself- she had on a short blue dress, which ended in white ruffles- just above where the ruffles began, were miniature blue and white pin-striped bows. The same bows were seen on the tips of her sleeves, which also ended in white ruffles. On her wrists were white (symmetrical) collars, and behind her was a large pin-striped bow. Her hair was tied in miniature ponytails, tied with solid blue, and the bangs were left in her face. Her socks were frilly at the tips and had mini blue bows (on either side I might add) and her shoes were black with black bows, what looked like the same kind that dancers wore.
It was a nice change from the usual stiff-looking black dress, and might I remind you, all bows were on either side?
Kid: Alright already! I get it, it's supposed to be appealing to me! It isn't working!
"Th-thank y-y-you, Maka…Patty… Uh, B-blair-san (1) bought it for me."She smiles nervously at this, and snatches a quick glance at Kid- their eyes accidentally meet, and both turn away embarrassed and equally red.
"Y-y-you look… really n-nice Crona…"Ah crap! I sound ridiculous- I'm scum, filthy dirty scum! Kid thinks- then, as an afterthought: Her stuttering surely is contagious.
Crona: I-It is not!
DING DING DING DING DING!
" Ah, that must be the food- I'll get it~" Maka says with a smile- as soon as she is gone, Soul starts making signals to Kid:
"Scoot closer to her." He mouths from the corner of his mouth. Tsubaki nods at Kid also, and Black*Star gives a double thumbs up.
Ragnarok has gone back inside Crona's body, lying in wait for the food to arrive, as Crona looks off into space again.
8sigh8(2)
Kid: I just told you, it isn't working!
Now's as good as a time as any. Kid gently scoots his chair to Crona's side. So far, so good.
" Hey, Kid, how come you're so close to Crona eh? If you really do what I think, you'd better use a condom or" Soul face-palmed himself. Tsubaki sweat-dropped. Black*Star held back a snicker.
Liz jumped (literally leaped) from her seat and forced her hand over Patty's mouth.
"H-hehehe… Come on Patty; let's go see if Maka needs help in the kitchen ok?" She put on her best fake smile and dragged the shorter sister into the kitchen with her.
"Yeah, and- and I'm going to go see if uh, there is enough ingredients for the desert!" Soul bounced up from her seat and rushed behind the Thompson's.
"And they can't hope to accomplish anything without me! Come on, Tsubaki, maybe some bad guys will be there, tryna steal the food!" Then Tsubaki and Black*Star sped off after the others (Tsubaki giving an apologetic bow towards Kid before following.)
Liz: OK, this is getting ridiculous! Patty isn't an idiot! She would know not to say anything in that situation! I swear to God, if this keeps up, I'm taking the first blunt object I can find and caving this author's skull in!
Patty: Goddamn straight!
Now there was only Kid and Crona in the room, giving Kid the urge to leave, seeing as Crona still seemed afraid of him.
He turned to his side, only to see that Crona was staring directly at him, a nervous expression on her face.
"K-kid- you wouldn't do t-that would you?"
Kid: NO! …no offense-
Crona: Why would I be offended by that?
Kid only needed to think 0.8 seconds before responding-
Kid: That isn't symmetrical! The 0. throws it off completely! Stop trying to make me like you, you're failing miserably!
"No- of course not, never- Trust me!"
He immediately regretted it, based on how she responded; she looked down at the ground and frowned slightly, which actually made her look pretty cute.
"Crona, I didn't mean it like that- its just- s-sex is for… it's for… you have to be…"
She looked up at him, expecting a perfect and exact answer from Kid, though for once, he couldn't think of the correct way to put things.
In the kitchen, Black*Star, Liz, Soul, Maka, Patty, and Tsubaki were huddled near the doorway, gazing into the dining room, observing the couple.
"Patty! What did I tell you about saying things like that so randomly- you gotta stop mentioning that kinda stuff- jeez!" (Liz)
Patty put on her best puppy-dog face (something she seemed to have picked up from Kid) and sighed
"I'm sorry onee-chan~ I won't do it again, I promise!"she vowed, with a mock serious face.
Maka, who had the best view of anyone sighed- "This isn't going anywhere- were stuck in the same place- we have to do something to get them to really click!"
Liz: WHY? Why do they need to be together? Why is it so important that we make it happen? Why are we even getting involved to begin with? Explain, fic! Explain!
Tsubaki shook her head-"They seem to like each other but… even though Crona does look more symmetrical than usual, she still has those crazy ideas about sex"
'Yeah, she thinks that Kid only wants to get her in bed and anything else Ragnaroks been telling her- she's just scared of him now I think…" (Soul)
Crona: Considering how he's been acting, what other impression did you expect me-…her to get?
"Well, I know, why don't we do this- since Crona and Kid like each other, we just need to bring up more subjects on each of them: for example, we can just so happen to mention how much Kid loves symmetry, and add how symmetrical Crona looks(minus the hair of course, steer away from that) and then say something about how much Kid really does except Crona, and that'll make her feel better and more confident, since he's a boy that likes her- that way, they're feeling better about each other without actually having to do much themselves- and once we leave, everything will already be romantic enough for them to take things further." The speaker took a breath and waited for the others to respond.
"…"
They stared at Patty for a few seconds and nodded in agreement.
"Wow Patty- that's actually a pretty good plan." Maka complimented.
Maka: No it isn't! It's a terrible plan! In real life it could blow up in our faces about a million different ways! But since this author wouldn't understand real life situations even while they're happening to her, this is clearly going to work perfectly!
"Thanks! Can I has ice-cream for dinner? I want some with little marshmallows in them~hoo-ray!" She then spun in a circle on her toes and gazed out the kitchen window-"A squirlly a squirlly!-hehehehe!-"
Patty: HEY! I do not like marshmallows on my ice cream!
"Well, that's my sister… Should we go back in there now- Kid's just trying to describe sex, so I think this is a good time to save him."
Everyone nodded and grabbed trays of food from the counter to take into the dining room- everyone except for Patty who was still staring at the window, now threatening a light brown squirrel that she would break it's neck.
Patty: I'm gonna break your fucking neck as soon as I find you!
"Come on Patty."(Liz)
"Okie~dokie!"
"Here's the food! I made everything individually to fit everyone's taste~enjoy." Maka says as she enters the dining room.
Thank God. Kid had still not been able to answer, and would have dreaded any extra time with a questioning Crona. Maka, Soul, Liz, Patty, Black*Star , and Tsubaki each held trays (black*star held 3 for himself, Crona and Kid) and placed them gently on to the oak table.
Soul rubbed his hands together-"Alright! Finally, something good!"
"Thank you for the food!"(Tsubaki)
"YAHOO! I'm starving- let's eat!"(Black*Star)
"Bet you can't eat as much as me!"(Patty)
"Patty, you know how you get in a competition- just calm down a little and eat like a lady, please."(Liz, with a sigh)
They all watched Kid and Crona from the corner of their eyes to see how they would react- Crona had a look of gentle hunger and Kid looked as though he would be sick.
"Crona, here, I made your plate for you."(Tsubaki) she handed her a white plate filled with some of Crona's favorite foods; Mashed potatoes (she was often starved, and at first had to be fed such things to regain weight), broccoli, and shrimp.
Crona: …no comment…
Maka: *hugs Crona*
She gratefully thanked Tsubaki and Maka and dug in.
"Hmm- wassa mather Kip- kut?" Patti asked, with a mouthful of chicken. She stared curiously at her meister, as Liz could be heard in the backround, scolding her for talking with a full mouth.
"Hmm- it's nothing it's just I think that maybe in my rush to get here at 8:00, I might of accidently brushed against a painting in the main hallway- I could have knocked it about 5 or 6 inches to the right." He said- everyone adapted pained expressions on their faces.
"Hey- you know, Crona, remember the basket we all got you- how did you enjoy your painting(2)?"
Liz decided to change the subject as soon as possible- she waited for Crona to reply before shooting a peek at Kid, who had stopped worrying about his own painting to hear what Crona had to say.
"O-oh, the one, shingami-kun made for me… it's really nice- I put it next to ." She replied, a little absentmindedly. She turned to face Kid- "T-thank you, Kid…" She flashed him a tentative smile.
Damn- she's so cute when she does that- "Your welcome, Crona. I'm glad you liked it- and that at least someone besides me enjoys symmetry." He returned the smile, and then looked her over once more.
It's just those bangs, that's it- all I need to do is even them out and they'll be perfect.
Kid: …Crona, seriously-
Maka: Do not start that again!
Meanwhile, Liz and the gang noticed Kid's facial expression and were aware what it might lead to- they had to keep his mind off her hair for a while longer.
"Wow this is good Maka- Black*Star what food did you get? I've got Salmon, carrots, and chicken slices. "(Soul)
"Oh, me, I've got- chicken, a baked potato with bacon, and mozzarella sticks (3). How 'bout you Liz?"
"I've got a garden salad, some garlic bread and spaghetti. Gotta watch my wait ya know? Patty?"
"Chicken nuggets, and macaroni and cheese and fries!" She looked at Tsubaki and Maka in turn.
"Ramen noodle, shrimp, and leeks (4)."(Tsubaki)
"Uh, just pork chop and salad for me."(Maka)
Maka: Why are we talking about what we're eating? a) I think we can all see for ourselves, and b) if I supposedly cooked it all myself, I think I'd already know!
Liz: More of that needless description that seems to keep popping up, I guess…
Maka: …good point.
Crona peered at Kid-"K-kid- how come you haven't eaten anything?" she asked, concerned.
Her eyes fell to his plate; steak, shrimp, broccoli. It looked good to her.
He shrugged. "It's just- the symmetry's a little off. And it would be difficult for me to-"
"K-kid- you should eat it anyhow- after all, everything is A-symmetrical sometimes right…?"
Crona had interrupted, and now he stared at her, eyes wide- Everything A-symmetrical?
His brows furrowed. His head bowed… with a sudden flip, his head was up again, and tears were shown in his eyes
"….." He sniffled – everyone stared in suspense.
Before he could say anything, Crona caught him with one arm… She picked up a piece of steak with his fork in her hand, and gingerly brought it to his lips…
"Here… you can't starve yourself… It's not good for you. Nothing can always be symmetrical,K-kid."
Kid: Lies! Slanderous lies!
She gingerly pressed it to his lips.
"…"
"…" With a one last look of regret, Kid picked the slice of steak off with his teeth and blushed at the gesture. Crona nodded with satisfaction.
"T-there… that wasn't so bad..." Again, she flashed Kid a nervous smile, and hid her own crimson cheeks.
"Thank you." Kid, for once, was being dominated by a nervous Crona, but for some reason, that didn't matter. For once, not even symmetry mattered. He glanced to his side at Crona, who was making sure he would eat, and slowly raised another piece of food to his mouth.
Kid: *frustrated scream*
Maka: Oh, yeah, that happens a lot with you in these fics. Whoever you're with will make you "forget symmetry" or whatever.
Kid: An absolutely perfect woman could walk right in front of me and I still wouldn't forget about symmetry! It just can't happen!
Crona: …lucky you won't be staying to see the Sues…
CRONA POV
Maka: Oh, not again!
I stared at a heart-broken Kid, as his eyes filled with tears from the un-symmetrical food. I mustered up all of my courage to do what I thought was right; "Here, Kid, you have to eat." I pressed the food to his lips, praying he wouldn't kill me. He stared at me for a few seconds, which almost made me regret my actions- but after all, he was my friend, and no-one should go hungry. Even if he denied… I-I'd make him… he took the food from the fork using his teeth, and I sighed in relief. Finally, that was over.
With a turn, I saw all eyes on me- Maka, and the rest of my friends just gazed at me, smiling and honestly, scaring me- what did I do?
At that time, I felt a rustling in my stomach, and groaned with exasperation- Ragnarok was coming out for food. I tried to choke down as much food as I could, before he came out and ate the rest.
"Crona, you pink faced whore- why didn't you wake me up for food! Give ne that- It looks good!"
Kid nearly choked ("GWAHT?")- was it my fault?
"K-kid, are you ok?" I asked for the second time.
"Kid- what are you talking about Kid, huh? What about me, I'm starvin'!" Ragnarok steered my hand away from Kid and directed it above my plate. "NOW FEED ME!"
"Ragnarok, leave Crona alone!" Maka defended. She looked about ready to burst… I don't know how to deal with that…
Crona: Oh, look, she started spelling your name right…
Maka: And it only took her four chapters to do it. What an accomplishment…
"Maka, calm down for a second… Ragnarok, we have some food we made especially for you. Just wait right there." Soul said, as he stood up. A few seconds later, he came back with a plate full of chicken, and one item from each of me and my friend's plates. Ragnarok stared deviously at the mountain of food before gobbling it all in one swift movement. He stared down at me and uttered; "Eh- it was alright- If only you knew how to cook Crona, you wouldn't have to mooch from your friends."
I stared down in shame as he disappeared back inside- I was used to being called mean things- and even getting hurt- but I didn't like to feel as though I were only using my friends.
"Excuse me- I have to go to the bathroom…" I excused myself, before anyone can say otherwise- It was too hard to deal with all of their stares.
Maka: …*nudges Crona* Hey.
Crona: Y-Yes…?
Maka: You aren't using us. You know that, right?
Crona: Y-Yeah…
Maka: Good.
KID POV
Maka: Pick one!
I nearly choked on steak as the chibi form of Ragnarok appeared from Crona suddenly, and uttered a 'GWAHT' of surprise. After I regained my composer, and the small demon sword had sunk back into place, I peered at Crona, who was staring down at herself in disappointment. I started to say something, before she excused herself, rather hurriedly.
"Kid… what are you waiting for- go get her." Liz addressed me, as soon as she had left. I just looked at her with an impatient expression.
"Uh, she just said she was going to the bathroom- It wouldn't make sense for me to go in after her."
Liz just sighed with equal inpatients, and now the rest of the gang was joining in.
"Kid, don't you get it- stuff like this always happens in romance mangas, and movies and crap- the girl excuses herself, the male has to go find her… true love springs in the air- next thing you know, little candles will be lit everywhere, and you'll be the only two in the house." Maka said, gazing into space-everyone stared at her for a second, before returning to Kid.
Liz: Yeah, there's a reason that was referred to as crap: It doesn't actually work!
Maka: *covers eyes* I didn't see that, I didn't see the implications, I didn't…
"Mhmm- I suppose what Makas saying is right- she probably just feels bad because of Ragnarok."This time Tsubaki addressed me, and I admit, I was taken aback from her words.
"Fine- I'll go see if she's ok. But if it turns out I'll be walking in on something private, I'm blaming you guys."I got up, shaking my head as symmetrically as one can shake one's head, and headed down the long hall towards the bathroom.
"Crona- are you in there? Hey- I just came to see if you were all right- hello?" There was a silence on the other side of the door, and I almost headed back, until I heard a soft squeal from the other side.
I pressed my ear tenderly (A-symmetrically, yes, but for the moment, that doesn't matter)
Kid: Yes it does!
against the wooden door as a flustered sounding Crona stuttered a protest:
"N-no! I said s-stop!"
That was all I needed to hear, before practically knocking down the door with my foot- ad I stepped in, I got what I was expecting to see- though not at all what I wanted.
A/N: Hehehe- me and horrible cliffhangers-
Patty: And horrible writing, and horrible characters, and horrible reasoning…
anyways…. For those wondering why
Crona is being so 'dominent' over Kid- well, in case you forgot, she was starved, and she definitely wouldn't want her friends to go through that… she isn't just stutters all the time you know, when her friends come to mind, she'd probably do anything
Ragnarok: hehehe- anything
Me: RAGNAROK- DON'T TELL THEM WHAT HAPPENS! NO SPOILERS!
Kid: …oh God, she couldn't possibly mean…
Crona: …why do fans hate me so much…?
Ragnarok: As long as you mention me more… but I may stop myself if I have candy
Me: ALRIGHT, ALRIGHT!- Please review everyone, I appreciate them, and reviews count as candy here!
Kid: *nosebleed* W-wait! I have to do WHAT!"
Crona: I-I don't know how to deal with that *Ragnarok*(Don't worry, I'll show you some things)
Kid: There's still time! Liz, Patty! Kill me now before it's too late!
Crona: M-Me too! Please!
Unison: Bye everyone, stay tuned for the next chapter please *maka* DON'T YOU TOUCH HER RAGNAROK!
Crona: This is going to end in disaster…I just know it…
A/N: Well, here we are, this chapter- thanks for all the reviews, I appreciate them, and you guys' excitement really has been inspiring me.
Liz: People are actually excited for this?
Maka: Must I say it again?
Liz: No, no, I think I got it…
And if anyone reading this has read 'Insanity in black blood: book 1: Death the Kid' (my other story) please review for it- and if you haven't read it, please do so, I need help on the plot for it.
Maka: Asking your readers for help with the plot is usually a sign that you shouldn't be writing.
Thank you, and now- LET IT BEGIN!
"N-no! I said s-stop!"
That was all I needed to hear, before practically knocking down the door with my foot- ad I stepped in, I got what I was expecting to see- though not at all what I wanted.
There she was, in the bathroom, back pressed against the white tiled wall, Ragnarok hanging just above her head, a deviant grin on his usual non-existing face lips. And Crona, well- let's just say Kid got more skin then he'd seen from her before.
Patty: Hey! It just jumped from first-person to third-person without any warning!
Maka: That'd be because the author was so lazy that she just copy/pasted the bit from the end of the last chapter.
In a flash, several things happened at once- Ragnarok let go of the small amount of cotton fiber holding onto Crona's legs, Crona screamed, blood flew and spattered along the clean white walls, and Maka chopped a very confused Kid with another random book.
All: *shocked silence*
Liz: What.
Patty: The.
Maka: Fuck.
Crona: *frozen in place*
Kid: *picks up nearby bucket and throws up into it*
Maka: …oh, they did add those.
"Ah- why me- Ragnarok did it!" he shouted- (Ragnarok had disappeared again)
"S-sorry, Kid, my bad." She helped him off the floor, brushing him off. Kid, still holding his head, shot a nervous glance opposite of Crona. He tried and failed to remove all of the blood from his vest, and sighed in defeat, his face a burning scarlet.
Crona whimpered in the corner, pulling up her underwear, tears flowing down her face.
W-why does this have to happen to me?
Why- do I always have to bleed all over the place?
Crona: *still frozen*
Patty: …I think he broke.
Maka: Crona? Crona, are you alright?
Crona: …*screams at the top of his lungs* The images! I can't get the images out of my head! Oh God, WHY?
Patty: Sis! We need the brain bleach!
Liz: There isn't such a thing! It's just something people made up!
Patty: Then we'll just use regular bleach!
Liz: That'll kill him!
Crona: I'll take it anyway!
"Crona, I'm going to go back in the kitchen, if he comes out again, please alert me, I'll try and take care of him." Maka said, waving as she disappeared back down the hall. Kid made to follow her, but a hand grabbed his shoulder. He turned, only to gasp at the face directly in his.
"Er- Crona?"
"I'm sorry… now you'll never like me!" she said, collapsing into his chest, bawling. He could only stare down at her, his thoughts tainted with one too many inappropriate images.
WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?(1)
Liz: Excellent question!
Kid: *groans* I don't know if I'll be able to sleep tonight…
Crona: *face against tray* Sleep's overrated, anyway…
Maka: *pats Crona's back*
He just patted her head, a little nervously.
"I'm unsymmetrical- and… and you had to see me- and I was indecent!" she rambled, face still in his chest.
Liz: Oh, nice to know she has her priorities straight…
Well, at least now he understood- normally, she would be very shy about her er… personal areas…
Crona: Can't imagine why…
and for him to see her like this- not to mention she was already aware of his judgement of her- was a personal relationship really meant to be? He sighed into her hair.
"Crona, please, stop crying, it's ok- it's my fault, really." When she didn't stop, he lifted her chin in his hands. "Please, really- it's ok, I promise you."
Their eyes enveloped each other in a deep stare- his golden ones pressing into her quivering blue ones. He braced himself, gently leaning in, touching her lips with his.
Kid & Crona: *heads hit trays*
Maka: …uh, aren't they still in the bathroom? And isn't she still…indecent? And isn't Kid still covered in-
Crona: *groans*
Maka: …never mind.
Instead of pulling away as he expected she would, she let him continue, a new feeling springing inside of her. He pushed her further into the wall with his body, slipping his arms around her shaking waist.
His lips smashed against hers, as she reached a timid hand to his waist- she was copying his movements, as she had no idea what else to do with her unoccupied body parts.
He pulled back, a little reluctantly, gasping for breath- Crona looked at him, eyes wide with fear;
"S-sorry, I didn't mean to- I.." she stumbled- had she done it wrong? Was she supposed to do something else- but- nobody had explained the rules to her… what was this new experience anyway? She shook her head, trying to clear this dizzying feeling.
She never had learned to deal with something like this- she made a note to ask Maka- or maybe Tsubaki about it later.
"N-no… we just… we should go into the kitchen." He said, separating from her, and straightening his clothes. He backed away from the wall, and held his hand out for her to grab it. She complied, and gently took her hand in his.
They strolled into the kitchen, though once they had entered, Kid released his hands from hers and sat down, his face burning as he felt every one's eyes on him.
Maka: Soooooo, we're just going to act like that didn't just happen?
Crona: Can we? Can we please act like that didn't happen?
Kid: I would like to do the same!
"So…."
Black*Star began. Everyone slowly began conversation as usual, Kid and Crona's eyes meeting every once in a while, Maka passing a nervous smirk in Kid's direction.
"Oh! Kid, what happened to your clothes, did you get hurt or something?"
Patty asked with concern. Kid just shook his head, leaving everyone else confused.
Kid: *covers mouth* Urg…
Crona: *groans* Go back to pretending that didn't happen, please…
Finally, Black*Star caught on, but just as he said lifted himself up, about to declare something, Tsubaki forced him down with surprising strength. (Tsubaki: U-um… not to be rude but… how is it surprising for me to be strong? Me: Uh, well…)
Patty: No, no, that's actually a good question!
Maka shot Black*Star a hard '' look. Soul grunted in agreement.
Maka: …a hard what look?
Things continued like this, everyone joking, until Tsubaki glanced at the purple cat clock mounted on the wall.
"Oh! Its nearly 12! Oh my, Black*Star, we'll be late for school tomorrow!"
Black*Star sighed and shook his head:
"Calm down, Tsubaki- when we walk into class, everyone will be much to stunned by my bigness to care if I'm late! And with you by me, a little shine will rub off on you!" He announced with a goofy smile- he had stood up from his chair, his hands now held on his hips.
Maka promptly slammed him across the head, and Soul laughed his head off at the bigoted blue head(2)'s current state. Tsubaki dragged her meister to his feet, and thanked Maka and everyone for the food and kindness.
"Well, me and Black*Star will be going now. We'll see you all at school!"
Without, she heaved herself and Black*Star out of the door at light speed. Soul and Maka exchanged exasperated glances, and Patty and Liz sweat-dropped after the two's receding forms.
"Well, Liz- Patty… you'll be going home too now?"
Maka asked expectantly- Liz and Patty looked at each other, then quickly caught the hint. Liz was first to speak:
"DEATH THE KID!"
Kid was shocked out of his thoughts (Me: Honestly Kid- guh… since I'm the author, I now declare that your candles are uniform. GEEZ!)
Kid: Kindly take a couple of my candles and burn yourself with them.
and immediately went into defense.
"What- what did I do?"
Patty followed her sister's lead, her face serious.
"How could you? Isn't Crona your friend?"
By this point, Kid's face began to sweat, and his wide eyes shifted for support from Maka, to Soul, and Crona, who swiftly avoided his gaze.
Liz spoke again, this time standing up, her back to Kid.
"It isn't gentlemanly…"
"Not gentlemanly at all!" Patty picked up, copying her sister's movements. The next time they spoke, it was in unison.
"You must walk Crona home!"
Kid sat with his mouth open for a few seconds. Well, at least the feat wasn't too great. He closed his mouth and smiled nervously at Crona.
"Well- I'll meet you two at home then- I suppose."
To his shock, Liz rapidly shook her head. Patty imitated her again, as the others watched, confused.
"Nope!" Patty said.
"WE are going to stay here with Maka and Soul. You and Crona will need to stay at the mansion. After all- leaving Crona in that dank room? No way. She'd get lonely."
Kid: …oh no…
Crona: …why me…?
Crona tried to protest, but Maka interrupted.
"Yes, yes- er… Liz, Patty, you may stay here. And Kid, take Crona over to your place, there are plenty of rooms." She smiled a little towards Kid, the smile actually masking her true emotions.
Things were not going as planned- Liz and Patty were to go home first, Crona and Kid would stay at Maka's house while they 'headed to the store real fast', and give Kid time to walk Crona to her house, where they were sure to bond more.
However, the new plan seemed almost as good. She sighed- well, if that was how this was going to work out, so be it.
Maka: What is wrong with you? If Crona had a problem with it, I wouldn't force him-…her-…whatever to do it! Why would you think that I would?
"B-but! Crona… uh…"
Kid was at loss for words, and ended up placing two fingers tow each side of his head, something he had grown used to.
"Don't worry Kid- we'll leave that to you~"
In a quick flash, Liz had grabbed Patty's hand, and they stalked off towards the hall storage closet for extra pajamas. Soul shot Maka a sneer, disappointed that their plans might be ruined.
Crona stood from the table a little uneasily on her feet, and ambled toward the front door. She held her head down, and quietly spoke, the room silent as they listened.
"Kido…please- take care of me.(3)"
Crona: …Kid?
Kid: Yes?
Crona: An idea just came to me…
Kid: I have a feeling it's the same one I have now.
Crona: Together, then?
Kid: It would be symmetrical.
Both: *chanting* Pie lesu domine, dona eis requiem… *heads hit trays*
Kid nodded back at her, his cheeks a bright pink. Maka's face took on one of delight, Soul smirking at the meister's excitement, and Liz and Patty exchanging gleeful whispers in the hall.
Kid stood, and grabbed Crona's hand in his, as they exited the home.
Once they were both outside, Soul released his bated breath.
"Damn it! How are we supposed to-"
Maka cut her eyes at him before responding.
"We can still do SOME thing-
Maka: I refuse to accept that that's implying something, Liz!
Liz: …I wasn't going to say anything.
Maka: *growls*
after all, Liz and Patty aren't going to be here all night. They're going to sneak back into Kid's house later on. Besides…," She yawned before continuing. "Don't you see how late it is? We weren't expecting to keep them that long, but…"
She trailed off, gazing up at the ceiling. Liz and Patty had changed into some of Maka's extra pajamas, though they were well away from Maka's size, Patty especially.
When they entered back into the room, Soul evaded his eyes, and pinched his nostrils just in case. Maka, rather than getting annoyed just giggled.
"YOSH!(4)" she declared.
Maka: NO.
On the way down the street, Kid and Crona held hands, Crona's face a scarlet.
Kid enjoyed every last moment of it, and from time to time, gave her a light squeeze.
They were halfway home when a light drizzle fell from the sky. The drizzle then changed to a light rain fall, and Crona faced the moon and gasped in surprise.
"The moon… isn't as scary in this condition."
Kid followed her eyes to the moon- the sun was about to come up at any second, the moon seemed tired, a large snot bubble at one of its many craters.
He smiled as he watched it struggle to stay awake and removed his hand from Crona's.
"Yea… it looks a lot goofier."
He placed his hand instead on her shoulder, watching as her face grew a brighter red, her eyes wide.
"We should hurry- uh… its getting even later, and it'll be pouring hard soon."
Was all he said before replacing his hand in hers and running off toward the direction of his house.
Liz: This completely clichéd moment has been brought to you by terrible writing. Also the letter S.
Pretty soon they had arrived at the mansion. Crona listened as Kid explained the poor condition of the house (aka: getting to worked up about symmetry) as he fumbled with the door key.
Once they had entered, Crona sat confused in the main hall.
"Where- where do I sleep?"
Kid was taken by surprise at her question, then quickly recuperated.
"Any where you want, actually- there are plenty of rooms. There are two bath rooms, one on the left side of the hall, next to Liz and Patty's room, and one that's next to mine. Your clothes will get mildewed in you stay in them, so if you don't mind, I'll have you dressed in some of Patty's clothing, as you wash up."
As Kid explained this, he started shrugging off his jacket, and hung it neatly on the hook near the door. He glanced at Crona, whose face was down. She was studying her wet dress, and shuddered quite suddenly.
"Achoo!"
Crona: Oh God, she can hear us talking about her! The fourth wall's been broken! All hope is lost! Abandon ship! Abandon ship!
Maka: Crona! Just take it easy, we're almost done!
Crona: No, I mean, abandon this pairing ship, please!
Maka: …oh.
Kid's head shot up fully.
"You're going to catch a cold in that! Hold on, I'll run you water."
With that, he shot up the stairs two at a time, not waiting for Crona's response. Upstairs, Liz and Patty's bath was unwashed- there were tubes of shaving cream, pad boxes, crayons strewn messily in the insides of the cabinets.
Patty: Oh come on! I don't keep crayons in the bathroom! The water would ruin the drawing! That's just dumb!
Kid's left eye brow twitched as he wondered why crayons of all things would be in the bathroom. Mostly, rubber duckies and other bath toys had been rinsed off and left in the sink, tooth paste tubes lying innocently on the counter, not away in the cabinet.
Kid's eye brow twitched more, and he unconsciously began to scratch his head, but quickly halted once he heard another loud sneeze coming from sown stairs. Kid sighed and turned on his toes toward the opposite bathroom, where he knew things would be in better order.
He entered his bathroom and smiled, his own belongings hidden away safely in the mirror cabinet- the tub was clean (Liz and Patty had used it instead of their own recently, and he was the one who had cleaned after them) and the floor was sparkling.
After he ran the water, he went to meet Crona downstairs until the tub filled. He didn't see her in the hall, so he proceeded to the living room, where he had laid down towels on the couch. When he entered the living room and saw Crona, he covered his eyes with embarrassment.
"C-Crona- your…"
Crona looked up in confusion, and then looked down at herself. Apparently, when she had sat down, her wet dress had stayed up, and clung to her skin.
Now Kid had a nice view of her panties and exposed legs.
Kid: Why do you keep doing this to us?
Crona: *curls up into a ball* Oh God…the images are coming back…
Maka: *hugs Crona*
They both sat there for a few seconds until Crona squeaked and hid herself with both hands.
"Uh- ah- well- er- Your water should be ready, I'm going to go check it now."
Kid rushed up the stairs again, a little nervously and made sure the water was fine. He called down to Crona that it was ready, and when she arrived, had explained she'd be taking the one close to his room while he organized the other.
KID POV
Maka: Oh for…I thought we were done with that!
Ah- that should do it.
Kid sat up from his knees and marveled at his own handiwork. He had managed to put all of the appropriate content in its place, and mopped the floor.
Now everything was neat and perfect, and he congratulated himself.
"Hmm- Crona's probably done. I think I'll take a shower."
Poor Kid- little did he know that things would get… ecchier.
Kid started in surprise. Uh- why does it suddenly feel as though someone is narrating?
Patty: OK, now the fourth wall's broken!
Crona: Run for the-wait. Why did it say it was from Kid's POV if it was still using third person?
CRONA POV
Crona finished washing up and exited the bath tub. After drying, she shifted her gaze toward the pajamas resting on the counter. There was a pair of blue panties that Liz had bought as a surprise for her (A blushing Kid explained they were meant as a present for later from Liz, but that she could have it early) pink pinstriped pajama shorts a white tank top, and pink long sleeved pajama shirt.
The tank top and underwear had come from Liz, though pajama shirt and bottoms had come from Patty. She sighed down at her clothes and placed them on, leaving her towel neatly hung on the towel rack.
Crona: See? It just did it again!
Liz: So, putting the POV at the top is entirely pointless.
Maka: Great, just when I thought I couldn't get any more annoyed by it…
She walked out the door into the hallway, smack into Kid
All: Of course!
KID POV
Kid walked out of his bedroom, thinking over the day- Crona's clothes, the party- Maka's painful chop- he cringed at that part, rubbing his somewhat sore head. It was his first chop, and now he understood why Soul would get so irritated.
Kid: No, it actually isn't…
Maka: You were asking for it.
He chuckled fondly and made a left. He was wearing his boxers (the symmetry ones =3=)
Liz: Oh, that's specific…
but no shirt.
Kid: …are you serious? Do I really look so stupid that I'd walk around in my underwear when I know a lady is present?
Maka: My guess is that she just wanted an excuse to have you walk around half-naked.
Liz: That sounds about right.
Kid: …I hate my fans.
Crona: Welcome to the club…
Maka: We should have T-shirts ready soon.
He glanced at the hallway clock- well… it was one o clock in the morning, and though he didn't normally walk around indecently like this, Crona should have been off to sleep in one of the many rooms by now, so it should be fine.
As he came to the door to the bathroom, he let his hand rest on the knob, as pictures of Crona half naked in the tub floated through his mind.
He shook his head:
Wh-what the hell am I thinking? Such thoughts are shameless- i-inapropriate.
He sighed, satisfied- the images went away, though now suddenly, the door pulled open on its own accord.
Kid felt his face go red as Crona walked out and straight into his chest. He fell back at the sudden impact, and the two found themselves on the floor, Crona laid sprawled just in front of Kid's lower front area (wink wink nudge nudge),
Kid: AGH!
Crona: *head hits tray* Make it stooooop…
Kid sitting halfway up, his hands had accidently grabbed at Crona's hair during the fall.
Now, as he looked down, he saw that Patty's clothes might not have been the appropriate choice. He cursed himself for forgetting- Patty's breast size was more than her older sister's, and so the shirt was too large.
Also, her hips were bigger than Crona's, so the material of the pajama bottoms hung loosely from Crona's skinny frame.
Patty: Hmm…well, I don't really know about that last part…maybe we should compare!
Crona: *heavy blush* Please, let's not…
Kid shook that out of his mind, then looked down at Crona her self- and their position.
He gasped out loud and backed away until his head hit the far wall. As he scurried away, Crona sat up properly, her face red and put her hands across her chest.
She realized her shirt was loose and hurriedly scurried down the hall, her shorts falling as she did. She quickly pulled them up higher and scurried to the nearest vacant room.
Kid sat gasping for breath, his heart pounding loudly in his ears. He held his hand to his chest and felt a longing down inside.
He shook it off and hurried after Crona- she had hurried into the nearest room- his.
Liz: Of course! Because we need to just fill up every cliché in the book, don't we?
CRONA POV
Crona shuddered on the bed and tried to keep her shirt from slipping. After several attempts, she finally gave up and thudded down on the pillow, stuffing her face in it as tears streamed freely.
She had managed to mess things up with Kid again- and this time, it was even more embarrassing.
Maka: How in the nine circles of Hell was that more embarrassing than…what happened before?
Crona: *moans*
She pulled the covers up to her neck and sighed.
After a while, she heard the shower running, but fell into a dreamless sleep not too long after. Before drifting off, she had heard Ragnarok's voice inside her, but it was only sleep talk, and that was all.
KID~O'S POV~ NYA! (- JUST CAUSE I WANTED TO SAY NYA!)
All: We don't care!
Kid stopped himself halfway and turned back to the bathroom- maybe he was only imagining which room she went in. After all, even if she HAD, she'd be able to tell it was his right?
As much as he believed this, he still felt a longing sensation in his heart.
Kid: It's cancer. I'm positive it's cancer.
He took the shower, dried himself, and retrieved a new pair of boxers from the hall closet. When he had traveled a few inches away from his door, he heard a few loud crashes.
His first impression was that a burglar had made his way in- which he could easily take care of. And he stood stock still, listening for more- but no, it was only the rain.
Lightning and thunder had joined in on the gentle crashes of the falling rain drops. He sighed with relief and entered the room, not turning on the lights as he climbed into the large bed.
As soon as he had lain down, he heard a soft squeak, and turned to his right. He got a shocker as Crona's large eyes watched him, still sleepy, one hand rubbing her eye.
He felt his face go hot, but Crona seemed to think she was still in dream land, for she didn't even protest.
Liz: …seriously, do you have a checklist of every romance cliché there is and are just going through them?
"C-crona! Wh-what….? You can uh- have the room down the hall, please- this is my room, you must have accidently…"
Kid stuttered before another loud crash echoed along the halls- this made Crona awaken fully, and she too went red and stuttered.
"What was that!"
Kid chuckled at her lightly, no longer flustered. He stood up and shut the window in the room on his own, then Crona's side.
He turned back to her and smiled.
"Its just thunder and a little lightning. We'll be fine." He responded.
He returned to his side of the bed, but was startled that Crona hadn't made to leave yet. He thought of rephrasing so that she'd better understand, but decided to wait until she realized she was in a boy's bed.
Surely, she wouldn't stay with him- but for some reason- he hoped that she would.
"Kid- is it alright if… can I…"
Kid couldn't believe what he was hearing, but responded with dignity.
"If you'd like to stay in here to sleep- you may. Um- if you're scared."
Crona: I-I wouldn't be that scared…
Crona's face lit up, and she held herself tight. She smiled at Kid, and thanked him fervently before pulling the blanket to her neck again.
Kid smiled back, his heart pounding, though Crona who was kept off from society for so long didn't seem to mind as much. This probably seemed somewhat normal to her.
He sighed and lay facing the left wall, away from Crona- his cheeks went pink as image after image forced their way into his skull.
He cursed himself and face palmed at his own wild imagination- why had he suddenly thought all these things? Wasn't Crona only his friend? True, he liked Crona- he hoped one day they could work out a relationship, but to think such shrewd things- before they had even done anything?
Liz: You friggin' kissed in the bathroom! I'd like to think you're a bit more than "only friends" now!
Kid had almost had enough when he heard it- the biggest crash of all. The room flashed a bright blue for half a second, illuminating the dressers and casting shadows from the trees by the window.
The next thing that happened was that two cold hands wrapped around his stomach, and he cried out at the touch.
He shifted positions and looked down at Crona, her hands held tight around his stomach, her face pale with fright. He felt elated- to think Crona would come to him in comfort!
Kid: *head hits tray* …almost done, right?
Maka: I think so…c'mon guys, it's just a little bit more.
Kid: "Just a little bit more" could still mean a lot of things happening…
Crona: *whimper*
He left that aside and placed his hand gingerly on her head. He patted her hair down and soothed her until she fell back to sleep, her hands still around him.
Not too long afterward, he had also drifted into sleep, his chin resting soundly on the top of her head, his hands around her.
Liz: Honestly, that would be really cute if everything before this didn't happen.
Kid: And it was two completely different people.
Liz: That too.
A/N: So- this turned out a little – well. Lets just say- I watched some To Love ru, so that was a bit of the inspiration.
Maka: Shouldn't we be the inspiration? Since this is about us?
Yeps. Sorry it took so long for me to upload, but also, this is only rated T I think? So, yea- its more of an ecchi than anything, so don't expect it to go any farther than that.
Liz: Don't worry, we weren't.
Also, I have written a story in which Crona is raped- yes- RAPED by Kid- so read that one please, its my first lemon.
Kid: WHAT?
Crona: …Patty?
Patty: Yes?
Crona: Shoot me. Shoot me right now.
Kid: Not until I get shot first! And that only happens after we shoot this abomination to all of mankind!
Maka: If there's anything left of her after I'm done with her, feel free…
This is more of a comedy it turns out.
Patty: Then why aren't I laughing?
Time for a few blahs!
I KNOW RIGHT!
Kid & Crona: Then why did you write it?
Im sorry- I just HAD to do it!
Patty: What, you had to be a total jerkwad? Well, then I guess I'll just have to break every bone in your miserable body!
You guys notice that's what people say in certain animes? "Please take care of me- Yuuki- kun!"Is what I recently heard in To love ru
Maka: Just because it fit in that anime doesn't mean it'll fit with us!
Its "ALRIGHT!" in Japanese, but I love how they pronounce it, its so cute! So I put it in cause that's how I like Japanese to say it, so cute! 3
Maka: *sighs* I hate the fact that my mother's native language is abused by a bunch of idiotic American teenagers…
Also, guys- sorry if you're irritated because I add stuff like sweat dropping, and Chan/Kun/ other anime references- its just- I don't know, that's how I like to write sometimes, after watching so many certain anime genres, I just like to add chan , etc out of a second habit
Maka: Then kick it already. You're not Japanese, and you never will be, no matter how much you want to be.
Maka: Ok, so now its changed from mellow dramatic to ecchi eh? Baka
Me:Maka! Please don't be so unfair! *pouts* You're too harsh!
Maka: Are you kidding? I clearly haven't been harsh enough with you!
Kid:…
Crona:….
Kid: And that's the closest she's gotten so far to getting our characters right.
Ragnarok:heheheh
Me/Maka: Symmetry!~Maka! ~ cHoP!
Maka: Crucify you on a flaming cross!
Soul: I guess its my turn to say it- *coughs/inhales breath*
Black*Star: STAY TUNED FOR THE NEXT CHAPTER! IT MIGHT BE THE FINAL! NYAA~HAHAAH! Soul, did you think you'd take the shine away from me?
Everyone:*glares at Black*Star* WHO INVITED YOU!
Crona: Murphy…he tends to do that…
Hey you guys! This is a special update chapter!
I just wanted to let everyone know that I'm finaly back from my crazy year of absence, and I have a new account based on my love for Hetalia, my username is HetareIggysama, but I wanted to let everyone know I'm going to continue with this fanfic, and move it to my other account when I'm done! Im so ashamed of my absense, but i promise things are going to be better no! Please forgive me, and enjoy, because I'm going to post the next chapter by July 10 or 12 ok?
Maka: Well, I guess Black*Star was right about this being the final chapter, because I don't see her updating any time soon.
Kid: And thank Father for that…
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The lights came back on as the quintet breathed a collective sigh of exhaustion, finally glad that their endeavor was over.
Shortly after this, Kid got to his feet, hands together in front of him.
"Alright…" he began. "First off, I am not interested in Crona. At all. No interest. Zero. Zip. Zilch. Nada. None whatsoever. I don't know why you suddenly got this idea, but there is no chemistry between us. I mean, yes, he's my friend, but that's it! What, do you assume that just because I was nice to him one time in the series that we're made for each other or something? Are you just looking for an excuse to pair two people off?"
"Ding ding ding." Maka sarcastically added.
"Second…" Kid continued. "Even if I was interested in Crona, I can promise you I wouldn't act like a perverted little freak! Or if I was interested in anyone else, for that matter! I like to hold myself to a higher standard than that, thank you very much! It really amazes me that I'm supposedly so popular with you people, and yet you're perfectly willing to portray me like this! I wasn't aware that popular meant "let's make them into a pervert"!"
"I don't know how, but I bet there's worse out there…" Crona muttered.
"Third…this entire story has a very warped idea about how romance works! You're basing everything on gut feelings and instincts, which is a bad idea if you're looking for an actual relationship! What about personalities? What about general attitudes? What about positive and negative qualities? All of those factor in! And I know we're all just a bunch of hormonal teenagers to you people, but we do think about things besides sex!"
Kid sighed. "Which brings me to my fourth point: I. Cannot. Forget. About. Symmetry. I cannot. It doesn't matter who you put in front of me, or what possible justification you could think up. You expect the impossible and you will not get it. I don't obsess about symmetry because I like it, I do it because it's instinct! My brain is hard-wired to naturally just find something symmetrical or fix something that isn't. It's a mental condition and I can't get rid of it. Least of all by one of you waving your hands and hoping it will go away."
He crossed his arms, glaring at the screen. "In short, this author is not only an imbecile, but has officially earned my wrath. I look forward to the day when you finally keel over and die so I can personally condemn your soul to the deepest pits of Hell."
He exhaled, uncrossing his arms and letting them hang at his sides. He then turned and started heading for the stairs.
"With that, I'm going home to take a nice, long shower, followed by hiring a therapist."
Maka sighed, getting to her feet and quickly following Kid. "Wait, hang on, I need to explain something…"
The two of them ascended the stairs together, Maka explaining just why Kid couldn't have a therapist.
Patty watched the two of them for a moment, before turning to look at Crona. She tilted her head as she examined his face, his expression a strange combination of tired, embarrassed, and thoroughly disgusted.
A big smile came over her face, and she reached over and wrapped her arms around Crona's shoulders, pulling him into a hug. This caught Crona off-guard, causing him to give a small squeak of surprise.
"P-Patty?"
She quickly let go of him, big smile still on her face. She reached up and ruffled Crona's hair with one hand, giving him a thumbs-up with the other.
"You rock on with yo' bad self, Crona."
"H-Huh?"
The only response he got was a giggle. Patty then got to her feet and headed towards the stairs, humming a tune while doing so.
"Sis! You coming?" she asked as she walked past Liz's seat.
Liz got to her feet, giving a weary sigh. "Yeah…just give me a sec, OK?"
"OK!"
Patty then headed up the stairs, Liz watching her go. Already suspicious of what Liz was intending to do, Crona got to his feet as well, though he wasn't entirely sure why.
He gulped slightly when his suspicions were confirmed, and Liz slowly turned around and started walking towards him.
Here it comes… Crona thought as Liz stopped in front of him. She's going to tell me that she hates me now…
Liz frowned, noticing the nervous look on Crona's face, and gave a small sigh.
"…look, Crona…" she started. "I was really rough on you earlier…I'm sorry…"
Crona blinked, then quickly waved a hand. "N-No, it's alright. It's not a problem-"
"No." Liz intejected. "It isn't alright."
Crona froze, surprised at the interruption.
"…I know we don't talk all that much…" Liz continued. "But we are still friends. And I shouldn't have just jumped on you like that because I was upset. It was wrong of me."
She sighed, her hands coming together in front of her. "But…you have to understand something…"
Crona blinked. "W-What?"
"For the longest time…for most of our lives, it was just me and Patty. Us against the world. We didn't know who our mom or dad was, and no one was willing to help us out. We had to fend for ourselves. But…I was the big sister. I'm supposed to look after her. That's my job."
A grim expression came over her face, surprising Crona a bit.
"No one makes her cry. Absolutely no one."
Crona's eyes widened, Liz's words sinking into his mind. After a few seconds of staring, Crona started rubbing his arm, as per his habit.
"I-It's alright, Liz…I understand. Really, I do."
Liz noticed that Crona's eyes had averted slightly, looking past her. Towards the stairs behind her.
She didn't have to look to figure out who he was looking at.
…I guess he really does understand. she thought. She then placed a hand on his shoulder, giving him a comforting smile.
"You're alright, Crona."
Crona flushed at the compliment, causing Liz's smile to widen a bit. She then turned to head for the stairs, but stopped when Crona cried out.
"Uh, j-just a second, Liz!"
Liz stopped, looking back. "What?"
Crona's blush quickly returned, his eyes averting downwards.
"U-Um…Patty isn't…I mean, sh-she doesn't…you know…"
Liz blinked in confusion, before it dawned on her a second later. She gave a small sigh.
"Don't worry, Crona. I'm sure Patty was just messing with you like she usually does."
"O-Oh…OK…"
Liz then leaned forward to look into Crona's eyes. Crona flinched slightly at the grin on her face.
"That said, if you hurt my baby sister's feelings, I will fuck you up, boy."
Crona flustered. "Y-Y-Yes ma'am…"
Liz gave a small chuckle, then turned and headed for the stairs.
Crona watched her go and join the others, already having to play referee between a now-sobbing Kid (Maka had pointed out that the door design wasn't symmetrical on the inside) and a giggling Patty. He smiled slightly, and as he started for the stairs, a thought went through his mind.
Patty's luckier than I thought…
/
Alright, that's finally done! Thank every deity ever conjured.
If any Kid/Crona fans were offended by what I said in this…suck it up, this fic was still utter shit and even you have to admit that. So there.
I should have a little something extra for you guys soon. We'll have to see.
'Till next time!