Hey everyone! Kisa here, i'm writing the begining of this chapter...sigh, the fanfic me isn't gonna enjoy this one, but when have i ever? I guess that's what makes it funny -
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Kisa: anyways, we are running out of ideas fast, unless you guys can think of some interesting ideas for us, the story will soon be coming to a climax. Sad but true, this is really fun.
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God Damn It Stop Biting Your Nails! 11
"Please, Laura, PLEASE assist me!" Kid begged, following Laura as she walked with her arms crossed and her nose in the air. She was still mad at Kid for pulling a sneaky trick with the handcuffs. He had narrowly dodged her rules with that one, and now he was going to pay for it in whatever little way he could.
"No. Obviously you don't want my help if you are going to go around doing things like HANDCUFFING my best FRIEND and keeping her OVERNIGHT with you!"
Kid blushed, looking at his now interesting shiny black shoes. They were currently in the mall and every time Laura enunciated a word, a new group of onlookers joined in at staring at him accusingly. Liz and Patty trailed behind them, trying not to get in the way of this exchange.
"I...I am sorry about that. The bunny suit and heat stroke combined must have offset my brain, but I promise you I have recovered now! I am willing to share my ideas and see to it that they fit your rules and approval."
Laura still stood stubbornly, but gave him a suspicious look, "No more making plans behind my back?"
Kid nodded vigorously, "Yes! You have my word as a Shinigami! Please help!"
Laura's serious demeanor was betrayed by a sudden amused snort on her part, "Dang, you really are desperate, aren't ya?"
Kid sighed, "Unfortunately so."
Laura contemplated it for a while, and then finally decided that Kid had learned his lesson. She wanted Meghan to stop biting her nails just as much as he did. With this thought, Laura walked into the food court and pulled up a chair.
"Step into my office. (Kid hesitantly took a seat at the table/office.) What can I do for you today, Spazzy?"
Kid sat and resisted the urge to groan, Spazzy? Again? Patty giggled beside him and the sisters sat down in Laura's office.
He crossed his legs and folded his hands on the table very businesslike, "I trust Meghan will not hear of our latest plan?"
Laura smirked, and jabbed a thumb to the upper level behind her, "Last I saw her she was in the book shop, so it'll be another three hours before she emerges from there."
Kid stored this bit of information away for later, and nodded, "Right, then, onward. I realize I have asked you this before, but are there any other weaknesses of Meghan's you can think of?"
Laura sat back and 'hmmmed' in thought. She knew of a lot, but there were several that she would never tell Kid under any circumstance. Suddenly, one popped into her head and her smirk turned devious.
She got an idea, an awful idea, a terribly awful, disastrous idea. (a/n The Grinch, anyone?)
The look alone sent waves of horror through Kid . "What?" He asked warily.
Laura giggled insanely into her hand, kicking her legs in evil glee; her friend was going to kill her, but this was sure to be hilarious.
"I said 'What is it?'" Kid said, the suspense killing him.
Laura finally calmed down enough to grin wickedly at him, sharing the exact look Patty did at the moment. She leaned forward and put her elbow on the table and leaned her chin on the back of her hand.
"Meghan is extremely ticklish."
Later on the next day.
Kid walked towards the school, enjoying the cool morning air in the otherwise sweltering Nevada city. The plan was relatively simple as long as he was extremely careful not to break any of Laura's rules. He went over them briefly in his head...
"You aren't allowed to tickle her at school." Laura had told him directly. Kid had started to protest, as school was the place he saw her most of the time (and was also the source of most of her biting), but then Laura's second wicked grin stopped him dead.
"Come on Kid, you're more creative than that," Laura started, "You'll just have to find ways to get her outside of school. It'll give you a chance to come over and see her anyway."
Laura said this like enticing a child to go into a doctor's office by promising a lollipop, and Kid got the idea of what she was suggesting. He blushed and coughed into his hand, while Patty and Liz snickered knowingly beside him.
"Any other specifications?"
Laura sat back and thought, even if she was the source of the problem this time, she was going to try to make this as painless as possible for her friend.
"Try your best to make sure there are not a lot of people around. Meghan gets all embarrassed about being ticklish, I'm not sure why, but that's just one of Meggie's many quirks," Laura shrugged passively.
Kid nodded, "I'll try my best depending on the situation."
Laura smiled pleasantly and laced her fingers together, "Then we will have no further problems. Unless you happen to touch anywhere unsettling on Meghan while you are doing said tickling."
Laura's expression turned deadly, and yet the smile was still in place. Kid could no longer feel any part of his body, and all he could do was stare back and nod nervously
"Understood, Ma'am."
And Kid would do everything he could to uphold the promises he made because heck if he wanted Laura to come after him again. It took him a while to learn his lesson and many pains and bruises, but learn he did: do not mess with Laura. Patty and Liz trailed behind him bored. There was no part for them in his plan, and frankly, Liz did not want to be a part of it. Patty did, but Liz would restrain her. One tickler was enough torture.
"Yes, and then, mm, no that wouldn't work, but if I- " Kid mumbled to himself going over his plan. He needed to ascertain what he could do without Meghan becoming too embarrassed and without Laura killing him.
"Kid, it's fine to think and all, but just stop mumbling," Liz complained.
"He sounds like a duck, doesn't he?" Patty commented with a small giggle.
"A duck?" Kid repeated, "well, ducks are fairly symmetrical so this is fine. Anyway, I cannot set the plan into motion at school, so a few hours will have to be waited."
"Whatever you say, Kid."
"Hey, what's up, Liz?" Laura called out waving them over at the entrance. The trio sauntered over and Kid began to stare at Meghan almost willing her not to bite her nails. The staring had the opposite effect, though, and Meghan became more nervous.
"Laura," Meghan whispered, hiding behind her meister, "is there a reason Kid's staring at me?"
Laura looked over and did see Kid with an intense gaze staring in her direction, or more specifically at Meghan. So she threw him a warning glare. He quickly felt the aura of danger and looked away to fix Patty's tie because it was crooked. Or he thought it was anyway.
"I didn't see him staring at you. Maybe he was just lost in thought about something being unsymmetrical."
"Yeah..." Meghan trailed off uncertainly, but after a moment, Kid glanced back at her out of the corner of his eye, and they locked glances for just a split second. Meghan could feel her hand twitch; her nails were almost begging to be bitten. That stare did not bode good intentions; it was like a warning glance or something.
She tried to fight it, but just as the school bell rang, her fingernails were being ground between her teeth, and Kid smirked. Laura could not decide whether to smirk as well, or to face palm. If Meghan had waited just a little longer, Kid would not be able to see!
'Gotcha,' Kid thought, 'Sorry about his Meghan, but I will not tolerate you biting your nails without consequence any longer.'
The look on Kid's face was enough to send Meghan scurrying into the school, sticking close to Laura for protection of some sort. But as we all know, hell a lot of good Laura's protection was going to do her this chapter.
Kid frowned that Meghan had escaped him so quickly, but no matter, he would catch up to her later on. He sauntered into the building with his weapon and took his regular seat.
The clock would not move as fast as he wanted it to, though. Kid consistently stole glances behind him at Meghan, who would in turn hide behind Laura. Laura just gave Kid an all-knowing look and they would smirk at each other before he would continue staring ahead. Without discussing it with each other, they were slowly conspiring against Meghan. It was as if they were sending telepathic thoughts to each other, saying what should happen later.
Whatever it was they concocted, Meghan would not be happy with it. Laura knew this, and yet she didn't feel like stopping. Why should she? She knew how this whole mess was going to end, and it would end with favorable results for both Kid and Meghan. If she thought for one second that harassing Meghan like this would hurt her, Kid would be on his way to the hospital at the moment. Since he was sitting a few rows away, she thought things would turn out well. Hopefully, she would be right.
Meghan bolted out of the school at mach 3 speed the second that the school bell rung for closing. Without looking back, she hurried to her apartment, locked the door, and collapsed on the couch. Safe. Comfortable that and relaxed, Meghan decided to get herself some ice cream; after putting up with Kid for so long, she felt that she deserved some.
She was happily eating her ice cream when Laura banged on the door.
"Meggie, let me in!" Laura wailed continuing her assault on the door.
"Don't you have your key?" Meghan called back.
"Am I supposed to?"
"Yes."
"Oh. Meggie, I don't have my key!"
"Just come in through the window or something then."
"Really? Okay then! C'mon, Kid, let's go through the window."
"Preposterous. I am not about to sneak in through your window."
Meghan dropped her spoonful of ice-cream from its position just before her mouth. Kid? What was he doing here? Why did Laura bring him? There was something off about this situation, but what? Meghan knew Laura seemed off this morning but why did she bring the source of her annoyance and frustration home with her?
"Wait! Laura, don't-" but Meghan stopped herself short. She couldn't tell Laura not to bring Kid in. It would be very rude to him, especially since he's right there listening! Was there a reason that she could tell Kid not to come in without being rude? He did apologize to her and everything, and they should be on good terms right now, but he was smirking all day. But wait, Laura will be there to help her! She might have brought Kid so she can keep an eye on him. Meghan forced herself to believe this and accepted that Kid could come in.
"Don't what? Meggie, are you listening? Yoohoo? Anyone home?" Laura shouted, while Meghan pondered the mysteries of life.
"Ah yeah, I'll get the door, then." Meghan put her finished bowl of ice cream on the kitchen table and opened the door to see the two biggest nuisances in her life and two of the people she cared most for.
"Look, Kid, I told you she would open the door," Laura pointed out walking inside and collapsing on the couch much in the manner that Meghan had done. Kid stood awkwardly in the door for a moment, not knowing if he was actually allowed in or not. Despite the fact that he apologized and was forgiven, he still felt uncertain. Thinking back on it, maybe handcuffing was a little much. Maybe.
"Are you going to come in?" Meghan asked Kid, trying to give a small smile. That smile was all he needed to know that it was okay to go ahead with his plan. If she could smile, then he could tickle her. It was simple logic.
Kid sat himself on one of the chairs and Meghan found a spot on the couch that Laura was stretched out on. The two of them looked everywhere about the room except each other. The television was off, and neither Kid nor Meghan wanted to make the first move in this silent battle they had begun, and Laura was just too lazy to move.
Kid knew that any second now Liz would text Laura giving her an excuse to leave, and Kid could implement his plan. This was not because Laura would stop him, it was because he and Laura needed to keep their alliance a secret from Meghan. If Meghan ever found out that Laura was helping him, both of them would have to change identities and run. So, removing Laura was a good idea.
Except for the fact that Laura's cell phone died. Being forgetful, she neglected to charge it and now Liz would be unable to call her. Kid did not know this, so he was basically waiting for a call that wouldn't come. Kid caught Laura's eye as she watched the silent battle, and she communicated that her cell phone was dead with a shrug. Kid dead-panned, but Laura smiled.
"Hey, Meggie, what time is it?" Laura asked being blind and unable to read the digital clock. Meghan was used to Laura's blindness and didn't comment on it.
"Almost 4:00."
"Oh my God, I forgot that I have to meet Black Star at 4:00! He wants me to help him train. Crap, I really have to go, sorry Meggie, I'll be back for dinner though!"
Meghan watched with horror as her defense against Kid just went sprinting out the door. Wasn't she supposed to be here to help her? Why was she leaving? Meghan knew Laura was forgetful, but she should really plan these things out more. Now she was left in the sticky situation of trying to get along with Kid.
"Why did you come here with Laura anyway?" Meghan asked, trying to find a way to start a conversation. She could see the edges of a smirk creeping on his face and she didn't like it one bit. Her back stiffened as he moved to cross his legs, and she sat bolt upright in her seat, poised to run If needed.
"Hm? Oh, Patty and Liz were supposed to come with us, but at the last second, Patty saw a flock of birds and ran off after them. Liz followed saying that we should go on ahead, and so here we are."
Meghan could tell that that wasn't the whole truth, but she couldn't think of what was wrong with it either. Maybe she was just too paranoid about Kid. Without the whole obsessiveness about her nails, Meghan knew that she could get along with Kid really well. It was just difficult to get past his OCD nature with her nails.
Meghan decided that turning on the television to some random show would be a good idea and began to flick through the channels. Kid seemed virtually uninterested in the shows and kept his gaze focused on Meghan. Feeling a cold sweat begin to run down her back, Meghan flicked through the channels faster. His stare continued. She then began tapping the side arm of the couch, but his gaze was just as unnerving as before. The temptation to bite her nails came to her, but she stopped. Biting her nails was one of the last things she would do right now.
"Is something the matter, Meghan?" Kid asked, his smirk definitely present now.
"Nope. Nothing. Everything's peachy." Her voice was cracking. Dammit.
"Are you sure?"
"Yes!" Meghan said and copied Laura's habit of using her hands to talk, and brought her hand down on the couch and caught her nail on the fabric. Her nail then ripped a little bit. Absently, Meghan used her teeth to rip the last bit of it off. It was all the incentive that Kid needed to strike.
Meghan heard Kid coming before she saw him and was vaguely aware he was next to her when he began the tickling. Laura mentioned that Meghan was ticklish nearly everywhere, so Kid chose the stomach.
Meghan immediately reacted to the tickling, yelping and trying to swat his hands away.
"N-No, stop, please, I can't breathe!" Meghan complained while laughing and trying to breathe air in, so it came out more like, "-o, please, breathe."
Kid paused and asked her, "Will you stop biting your nails?"
"Wh-How can I just suddenly decide to stop? I need-" but her supply of oxygen was cut down when Kid began tickling. Meghan squirmed on the couch, trying to get away, but Kid was sitting on top of her, straddling her, and holding her down with his legs.
"How about now?" Kid asked childishly, hoping he would get a different answer this time. It was not to be.
"What makes you think tickling me will get me to stop?"
"So it's a no?" Kid asked, but had already begun tickling before Meghan responded.
Meghan was now at the point where she was feeling lightheaded. She was trying to get oxygen, but the fear of not being able to breathe, the closeness of Kid, and the embarrassment of the situation was too much for her. Her body decided to opt out and shut down. In other words, she fainted.
"Meghan? Meghan?" Kid asked, shaking her a little. Alarms went off in his head when he realized that she fainted. He knew for a fact that she could still breathe and that he didn't suffocate her, so then why? Laura was going to murder him if she found out. He had better start writing his eulogy or figuring a way out of this situation.
How to wake up a fainted person. Would water work? Maybe, but that would require him drenching Meghan which would be a sure sign to Laura that something went wrong. Fainting is usually from lack of blood flow, so something that would stimulate blood flow. The only thing Kid could think of was not something he thought Meghan would like, but he had no other choice. Either she wakes up or he dies.
Thus, Kid began his plan of massaging her temples. He would like to respect Meghan's personal space, but desperate times call for desperate measures like this. The young shinigami hovered over her, forgetting temporarily that he was straddling the poor girl, and massaged her temples. In small consistent circles he did his best to coax the blood to flow properly again, he also took the time to analyze the girls face, since analyzing is what Kid does.
Her glasses had been knocked crookedly on her nose from all of her wriggling to get away earlier, and her black curly hair was falling half hazard around her face, fanning out on the couch underneath her. Her eyes were a brilliant green when they finally opened partially. Kid flushed as they locked eyes, but couldn't bring himself to look away...
Meghan groaned, her head pounding due to the lack of blood flow it had suffered and now had to get used to the flow again. She opened her eyes completely finally, and earned herself a full view of kids head hovering just above her own. Needless to say, all the blood Kid worked so hard to get flowing through her head rushed right to her face.
"K-Kid?" she squeaked,
"Yes?" He answered in a stupor, still staring at her like he had never seen her before.
Meghan gulped, his hands were on either side of her head now that they weren't massaging her temples, and his legs were doing the same thing to her hips, truly an awkward position.
"I'm all better now...do you think you can get off of me?" Her voice was barely loud enough to be heard, but Kid's face went an even more brilliant shade of red, and he sat up on his legs, but strangely enough could not find the strength to move them away from her, he was too nervous.
"U-um...I don't think I can..."
Meghan gave him a look that could only say WTF (a/n O.O oh my, language Kid)
"I uh...I think they're asleep, I can't feel them."
"Oh…I see.." the sentence itself sounded a lot more nonchalant than she was feeling, but nevertheless Meghan continued to lay there and stare up at Kid, blushing and extremely embarrassed.
"S-so...tickling this time huh?" She tried to make conversation to see if it would make it any less awkward. It didn't.
"Yes-ah, well I figured every person has a particular sensitive area on their person, so I thought I might try it with you. Apparently I was right, " He gave her a weak smile to show he was only teasing.
Nevertheless Meghan blushed even more and looked away from him, thoroughly embarrassed for a completely different reason.
For some reason, Kid didn't like how she wasn't paying attention to him anymore, so out of instinct, he smirked and reaching forward, poked her in the side.
She jumped and squealed before shooting him a dirty look, "Stop that!"
Kid chuckled, "Sorry, I just think it's cute..."
Kid's face froze when he realized he just said that out loud.
It would be pointless to explain that Meghan's face grew even redder, because that is obvious, but I will say that she had started to cross her arms in irritation.
"It isn't cute, it's embarrassing. I'm supposed to be a strong and serious weapon, how am I supposed to get better at defending me and my meister when I can be stopped by a single jab to the sides?"
Kid resisted the urge to chuckle again, as irritated as she was, her pout was even cuter than her laugh.
"Your legs feeling better yet?" Meghan asked meekly, and Kid decided he couldn't trap her there forever, no matter how much he wanted to.
"Yeah, sorry about that," He used his hands to support his upper body, and for two seconds his nose touched hers as he pushed himself up onto his feet.
She sat up again and felt her head spin from being at an odd angle for so long. She leaned back into the couch cushions and was too exhausted to be nervous about how close Kid had decided to sit next to her.
With nothing but an unimportant cartoon running on the TV, things were very quiet, until Kid smirked, "At least I have a tool now."
"Eh?"
"If you ever start to bite your nails, I'll just tickle you."
To prove his point, Kid reached over again to poke her, but was surprised when Meghan's hand shot out and caught his in a surprisingly strong grip,
"Not if I can help it, stripes."
Meghan gasped and covered her mouth.
"That was so rude, I can't believe I just called you that! I'm so sorry!"
"I-it's okay.." Kid trailed off, more preoccupied with the fact that Meghan had yet to let go of his hand. She glanced down when she felt him self-consciously grip it tighter back.
"K-Kid?"
"Meghan...I"
Their eyes locked for the umpteenth time that day, and just when Kid found the courage to try and lean forward, something rammed itself into the window.
Kid jumped to his feet in a defensive position in front of Meghan, as she was still disconcerted form her fainting spell, but he soon found it was unneeded.
Meghan blinked and stared at the window, while Kid just smacked his forehead.
Patty and an extremely confused looking bird had run straight into the window and were currently staring at the two inside, while Patty started to entertain herself by smooshing her face against the glass comically.
"Looks like Patty found the birds..."
TOOO LOOONG! Way too long to update. We kind of forgot about this to tell the truth… I sent it to duckie late, and it disappeared in her mind. And mine. Ah well. C'est la vie. We got around to it eventually.
Duckie: I didn't like writing this
Me: I loved reading it
Duckie: *sticks tongue out*
Me: but I have my special weapon
Duckie: ?
Me: Pictures of Kid! Now fly my pictures! Dammit Patty ate them.
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