A Growing Problem
A/N So here's an Update… After like 12 years . I'm really sorry but here it is!
~Three~
"KID! Can you answer the stupid question!" Soul asks for the thousandth time.
He stares up at the taller teen.
"Depends…What was the question?" he asks.
"Are you kidding me right now?" he turns to Liz, who shrugs. She imitates smoking a cigarette and nods toward her meister.
Maka sighs. "Kid, you are starting to become as bad as Black*Star."
Kid sat up.
"Where is that guy anyway? He owes me," he says.
"Owes you what?" Patty asks.
He snorts laughter, "If I told you guys, you'd get mad at me!"
Liz shook her head. Her meister is starting to push her last nerve. It's all Black*Star's fault… She glances back down at her meister. At least his eyes were back to normal.
But his voice was beginning to scare her.
"Death the Kid will you please report to Lord Death's room. Death the Kid will you please report to Lord Death's room," says a voice over the loud speaker.
He stays in place.
"NOW!" the voice cries.
Kid rolls his eyes.
"What now? I'm getting tired of people bitching to me all the damn time," he mutters to himself as he drags himself out of the room.
"Did he just…Curse?" Maka asks.
"Kid never curses…" Soul says.
Liz and Patty glance at each other. How were they going to fix this mess?
XO
"What do you want, Pops?" Kid says as he waltzes into Death's Room.
Shinigami-sama is taken aback. His son never EVER called him 'Pops'. And he ALWAYS knocked before he entered. And what was the matter with his voice?
"Um, hey Kid. How've you been?" he asks.
The teen runs a hand through his hair.
"When they called me in, I thought it was something important. You just want to ask how I've been?" he asks.
"Well, I…"
Kid cuts him off by holding up a finger. "NO. Let me tell you how I've been. I failed my last three tests with sixty fives. My so called weapons have failed me in every mission this week. My dumb friends totally don't get me and just because I'm hanging with Black Star everyone thinks I'm a demon. Yeah, everything has been freakin' perfect!"
"Oh, I'm sorry. Actually, I wanted to talk to you about that. I've heard that you've been drinking… a lot," says His Father.
Kid groans.
"Not you too! I thought at least my own Father wouldn't bitch to me about what I want to do!" he cries, throwing his hands up.
"Look, Kid, you're not even eighteen yet. You can't drink at ALL," he says, his annoyance boiling over.
"Does it look like I give two shits?" he screams.
Death jumped at the sound of his voice and the change of his honey eyes.
"Kid… What is the matter with you?" he asks.
"I don't have a problem. What makes you think I have a problem!" the teen yells. "Whatever, I don't have time for this. I'm going to hang with Black. Later."
XO
"You actually told him off?" Black Star yells over My Chemical Romance.
Kid pops open a beer.
"I told him what I've been trying to tell everyone. They just don't get me, ya know?" he asks his new best friend.
Black Stars nods, as if he understood what the kid was going through. In fact, he was way too drunk to notice that his eyes were dark crimson and his voice sounded almost demonic. He was way too dense to understand what the Shinigami was really going through.
A/N I hope you like it and the suspense or whatever it brings ;) .