Hi everyone, so here's the next chapter ^-^. It's in Kid's POV, this should explain things a bit.
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{Years ago}
I stood hidden behind the wall as I heard my only friend at the time speak of things that made my blood turn cold. I was shocked at the time. But that doesn't really matter, it just proved how betraying people are.
"I can't believe you hang out with Kid, Jan." I hear Kevin, a boy in my neighborhood, say to my friend Jan I had at the time since birth.
"I know, he's quite scary, being a reaper's kid and all but." I waited for him to defend me, say something. But instead- "But he's rich."
"Really? Like super rich?"
"Yup! Each time we meet up they take us to theme parks, arcades, private pools, and hotels and stuff, it's really cool."
"Do you think if we became his 'friends' he would do all that stuff for us too?"
"Yup totally. He's a loner and nerd. He's super desperate to make friends too. I mean he trusted me just like that." A tear slides down my face. Why did I trust him so easily? I run away as fast as I could, away from my supposed 'friend', why? Because I'm a coward who couldn't face the truth.
"Did you hear that?"
"Do you think he was listening?"
"Dammit there goes my free trip to Big Bear this winter. Oh well."
I ran all the way home. I couldn't even go to mama anymore. She was gone. I have no one. My father is always at work. The maids are there for the money. No one will greet me with open arms or 'hello's. I'm all alone and I always will be. People will leave me behind. That's the price of being immortal.
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As the days go by I stay locked up in my room, crying silently in the corner. No one bothers anymore, they gave up on me. My father is too busy, he probably doesn't care anyways. If he would he would have done something by now.
"Master, please let us in." I stand up. They probably only want to give me my dinner, it's what they are paid for.
"Leave my dinner by my door, I'll pick it up later." I say.
"Young master there is something I want to talk to you about." I sigh. I really don't want to let anyone in, but I oblige, there's nothing for me to do and I'm bored. I walk my small feet over to the door and reach for the handle. I twist the lock open and open the door letting the maid in.
"What do you want?" I say glaring at the young woman.
"Well master, I thought you should have some company." She smiles. I narrow my eyes and frown. I am quite confused.
"What's the point? Everyone betrays or leaves me, or they just don't care." I say with crossed arms as she walks into my room and looks around.
"I'm surprised the room is clean, you haven't let anyone in." she ignores my question. She has brown hair and dark chocolate eyes that seem to see through me.
"That's because everything has to be in order. I prefer things perfectly balanced, symmetry. Symmetry is everything." I say matter-of-factly. A smile crosses her lips.
"Yes sir, that's why you must meet people. People can-" I interrupt her
"No they don't. Why would I need people? They'll only serve me because they have to." I say clenching my small fists.
"Well you need to find your other half some day." I'm confused once more.
"Other half?" she reads my expression and nods. "You won't be perfectly balanced untill you find your other half. Someone who makes you complete. That other person might not be perfect, and neither are you master(no offense), but together you make a whole. You'll become balanced." she says with a soft gaze.
"How do I find this other half you speak of? Who is this person I supposedly need? And if I find them, how will I know it's them?" I ask as stare up at her tall figure.
"Well that person you'll have to find on your own. Oh and you'll know. But you have to meet people to look for her." she says
"Her?"
"Yes. In fact this Tuesday is the perfect time." she says in a happy tone she goes towards my door and opens it, signalling she's about to leave.
"Who's coming this Tuesday?" I ask puzzled.
"A young girl. The boss said she's symmetrical~" she says the last part in a sing-song voice. I raise a brow. "She loves reading, just like you, from what I heard, she is a very independent little girl."
"Hmm."
"Stop sulking young master. This girl can be a shot at a new friend. It can cure your loneliness." She quickly shuts the door and leaves before I can protest.
"I'm not lonely." I grumble glaring down at the floor.
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I hide behind my father, not daring to look at the girl. What if she's like the rest? She'll leave me eventually. She might betray me. She'll hurt my feelings. I can't risk making friends or caring for someone. It always becomes too painful or troublesome. I peak over and catch sight of an emerald eye staring at me. I squeak and hide behind my father.
"Hi! My name is Maka Albarn, let's be friends from now on. Okay." her sweet voice says. Lies. That smile has to be a lie. But I nod and take her extended hand. I guess I'll take the risk and see how this turns out. The girl is wearing a white long sleeve shirt with an over all pink dress, and her hair is in pigtails. I'll just test her and prove to that maid what she said isn't true and that I'm right.
"Really? You won't abandon me? You will forever be here for me?" I decide to test her. There's no way she would accept, why would anyone bother with me? No one ever has.
"Of course I will always be here." Why does her voice sound...honest? Her eyes..that look..she seems to be telling the truth. But how can that be? Humans lie. She can't be any different. But if she's telling the truth I must return the favor. I'm a boy of my word, I don't break promises. If she can truly be my friend I can't risk losing her.
"Then I promise to never leave your side." I say honestly. Hmph. I bet she won't last a week. But she proves me wrong in every single way. i couldn't believe it when she came to visit me every single day. She always got me to smile. And she always smiled with me, a smile she only reserves for me. Her laughter is always music to my ears. Her eyes beat the shine of emeralds. She's symmetrical too. How can someone so perfect and kind exist? Could she not be human? She can't possibly be human, perhaps she's an angel.
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"Hey Maka, are you not human?" I ask her eagerly. She gives me an offended look and crosses her arms. "No, no I don't mean it in an offensive way. What I mean is, are you an angel?" She laughs lightly and her smile reaches her green eyes.
"An angel? Of course not silly. Why would you think that?" she asks unfolding her arms.
"Well because you're too...perfect. You're symmetrical, you haven't left me yet, you haven't even betrayed me, your smile is sp perfect, your eyes seem so kind, and your hair looks so soft-" I begin to list off the things that make her the most perfect girl I've ever met.
"But I'm not perfect, no one is." She responds with that smile of her's. "I have flaws. I am a bookworm, and what kids call, a nerd. They think I'm weak, but I'll get stronger and prove them wrong. I'm reckless sometimes or I can be sensitive too."
"But that's what makes you, you. Your perfect just the way you are." I say and reach for hand and give it a small squeeze.
"Well I think you're perfect just the way you are too." she squeezes my hand in return. I gasp. "What?! No! Do you not see these stupid asymmetrical lines on my head?" "Of course I do, but I think they are perfect. They are cute." my eyes widen at her comment. There's no way this is real. Over the years I keep telling myself that. But each time, It never works, it turns out this is reality. Maka is real. She hasn't left my side. But she might, and that's what i'm afraid of. I don't want to be lonely, because before her, I was. I had no one to run to, no one would care. But she cares, she listens to my rants, she helps me get through everything. She stays with me and comforts me. Then I remember what my mother left written on her note to me before she died: "Friends aren't worth dying for, they are worth living for." My father says that as a shinigami, him and mom had to learn that the hard way. They said they might leave physically, but there love will always stay in my heart. Because love is something that never dies.
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"But what if-what if I-I want to make new friends." Maka tugs at the hem of her pink dress in a nervous way. I feel hurt, I look at her filled with emotions I now feel for her.
"But I thought you liked me as your friend." I say. How can I be so stupid as to trust someone again?
"I do but I want to make more friends." I furrow my eyebrows at her. New friends? What do we need them for? We have each other, isn't that enough?
"We are perfectly fine without others. We don't need them, people are mean and the always betray each other, or end up leaving." I say seriously. I'm speakng from experience and knowledge. Even my father admits some humans do, do that.
"But-" she sighs and casts her emerald eyes at the floor. Why is she so sad? Is my friendship not enough?
"Sorry Maka, but it's the truth, I mean look at your mom and dad. My mom died and left my father too." I say. Hey, it's the truth. The ugly truth. Her eybrow twitches and I get the feeling she is mad.
"I know that already, but that doesn't happen all the time! Not everyone is going to leave you Kid." Lies. "I won't leave you." That's true, I think.
"Exactly, I know you won't leave me, and I won't ever leave you, that's a promise." I say honestly. "That's why we don't need others." I stand up from the sand and glare at her. Why can't she just understand? Death she can be so complicating sometimes. I glare at her and she does the same, with gritted teeth and clenched fists at our sides.
"Hmph! Fine, then maybe I will leave." My eyes widen in shock. How can she leave? I thought she was different. I thought she was my friend. I thought we would go through everything together. How could I have been tricked by a human. This is happening again, why? I know I'm not perfect, and neither is she, but I thought I at least had her. I watch as she grabs her sweater from the floor and storms off. "Maka! Maka, please don't leave!" I care about you, don't you? "You promised." You shouldn't make promises you can't keep. I stop yelling and slump down on the floor as I begin to sob. Tears. Yelling. Sadness. The result of each relationship. But there can sometimes be happiness. I hear her footsteps come running back. I feel a hand fall on my shoulder. "I'm sorry Kid, I didn't mean that." but I keep on crying. I rub at my eyes but the tears won't stop. I feel her arms wrap around me and she pulls me into her embrace. She is so warm.
She pats me on the back for comfort. "...You... promise..Hic!..you..won't leave?" I ask in between sobs and hiccups. I hear her sigh in reply.
"Calm down Kid." she pulls me away and looks me in the eyes. "Besides I can't seem to make any friends." Why would't people like such a wonderful girl? "The kids at school find me boring or mean." she says. Boring? That's impossible! Mean? That's not her nature. People found me dull, annoying, and something to be feared of. Why is she avoided too? She cups my crying face in her small hands and looks at me with those shining emeralds of her's. "Now stop crying or else I will leave." I immediately wipe all my wet tears away but continue hiccuping. She gabs her white long sleeve and uses it to wipe the dry tears off my cheeks.
"There." she giggles. I'm so confused. "What?" I ask.
"You're so cute." she smiles. For some reason I feel heat rise to my face. After that she made that happen a million more times. She was like the only source of light and happiness in life at the time. Her smile and stare never loses in dazing me. The joy and happiness she brings inside can't lose to anyone or anything. As we grow older I grow very protective of her. I don't want to lose her to anyone or anything. I wan't to protect her from anything that can cause her harm or hurt feelings. That is why I chose to be with her, always. I can't bring myself to live without her. Her smile to never be seen again. Her voice gone, never heard by my ears. Her eyes never to look my way again. Her touch to never bring warmth into my cold spirit. All those things would bring the end of me. I must cherish every single moment with her because I don't know when she will leave out of my life. I don't tell her these things in fear of scaring her away.
As we enter elementary and middle school, I make sure to be by her side, literally. I make sure I'm in each of her classes and sit next to her. I walk with her, I laugh with her, I talk with her, I smile with her, I cry with her, I persevere with her, I experience happiness and about everything with her. As I grow older I realize I don't want to share her with anybody. That smile, I want it to only be for me. I know, I'm selfish, I'm a disgusting being. I wouldn't be surprised if she tried to avoid me, but she doesn't. Until now. She's going to a different highschool and I know she's feels relief in me not bothering her anymore. I'm probably a burden to her. But what if she makes new friends. I can live with that, but what if she leaves with them and forgets about me, what if those 'friends' leave her or even worse, hurt her? What if she falls in love? For some reason I feel angry at the thought. It's a weird feeling. I this what they call jealousy? I thought I could never feel jealous over a human since I'm not human myself, but apparently she makes that possible. My father says he would get very jealous when other men were with mom since they started out as friends. He says it's normal. But, why?
I also realize Maka wants to make friends but I prevent that, not on purpose though! Kind of. Girls apparently find me, what Maka calls, 'handsome' or 'good looking', she says they even have a fanclub for me, whatever that means. Maka says that's why girls don't really like her or approach her. She says they are envious. Well let them be envious! I don't care about them, I only care about Maka, I hope she knows that. Maka tells me boys fear me so they avoid her. As they should. Sorry, I do feel guilty, but yeah. I know I need to give her, her space but I can't. Maka is like some sort of drug I'm addicted too and can't get enough of. Like I depend on that drug to live. I guess I do. But my father is forcing me to separate from her, and I hate that. Being a grim reaper has it's perks when getting information. I found out what high school Maka is going to and apparently it's the one I'm going to, the DWMA. My father's academy. Maka probably doesn't know that. I tell my father about this and he sighs.
"Kid, stop bothering that poor girl!" my father scolds, "It's like you're addicted to her."
"That's because I am." If he had eyebrows(he does under the mask) I'm sure he would raise one.
"Stalker much?" My father says
"No!-well yes. But-" My father raises a finger, "Fine. But Kid make sure that you let her make friends."
"Why? If they were worthy enough they would have tried to, despite me being here." I crack my knuckles and my father sighs once more.
"I'm sure she'll make friends this year, so don't interfere." Now I sigh, "Fine." "But- you should try to make friends too." I look at him with an intense glare. "I don't want to." I cross my arms. "You're still such a child. So stubborn. Always wants to know everything. I knew you'd be like this, that's why you're name is Kid."
"How did you know I would be like this?" I raise a brow. "I saw your soul in your mom's stomach of course." he responds with a happy look on his facce. Oh great now he's remembering his happy past. I sigh again, "Fine, I'll make f-fri-ends." I say the word 'friends' in a disgusted way.
"Aw come on they aren't that bad." He takes a look at my face, "Okay some of them, but then again try to make good friends." I look at him confused with hands on my hips. "How do I do that?"
"Figure that out on your own. You've done it once before, with Maka. Now just try with new people." He says. Again, how will I do that? Maka did most of the talking last time. I'm not shy just clueless.
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I wake up and look at the clock. 8:00, ahh perfect timing. I know it's a bit late from when school actually starts but it's a symmetrical number, no one can argue with that. I get off my bed and walk over to the restroom to brush my teeth. I run out and go inside my walking closet to get a symmetrical outfit. I put on black pants, a white button up, a black blazer with white stripes on the shoulders and front part, a skull tie, and my skull rings. I comb my hair then once it's symmetrical. I run down the stairs and out the door. I summon Beelzebub and hop on, then fly all the way to the DWMA. I'm excited to see Maka. I go through the front door of the school after I'm done admiring it's beauty of symmetry. I walk many halls until I reach a classroom door with the name 'Class Cresent Moon' on the sign above it. I take a deep breath in, clutch the handle of the silver case in my hand, and turn the handle of the door. As I walk in I immediately spot Maka sitting in the middle part of the college arranged rows. There is an albino with red eyes sitting next to her and on her other side there is a girl with black hair tied in a pony tail whom she is talking to.
I walk over to her, determination in each confident stride. I stand in front of the black haired girl and bring the silver case on top of the desk. I open it revealing wads of cash. "I'll give you all this money if you let me sit here instead." I hear the classroom break into whispers about me. The girl looks up at me flustered and confused.
"Death the Kid I assume." I hear the grey haired teacher I passed by(ignored), say. "Sorry but you have to sit in your assigned seat." Dammit. "Unless Tsubaki accepts it(the money), then you could sit there." I look back at the girl named Tsubaki expectantly. There's no way she'd refuse, humans do anything for money, almost all of them do. Almost. "W-well um." Tsubaki stutters. She can't refuse, all the other kids took it over the past years. How is she any different? They all fail the 'friend test', they never qualify, there's no way- "W-well I- I'm sorry but I can't accept it." What? She p-passed. "I just met Maka right now but I want to sit next to her. She seems like a nice person. I want to be her friend." No way. My eyes widen in confusion. She opposed me. That's the first time anyone besides Maka has done that. "So sorry. I know you probably want to sit with her but so do I, so yeah.." I can't believe it. I remember my father's words and sigh.
"Okay then." she and Maka smile. "But- if you dare hurt Maka-and this goes to anyone in this room- I. Will. Come after you."
"Thank you." Maka mouths and I nod. I walk to the seat Stein is pointing at and sit down. Two girls are sitting by each side, they look similar so I assume they are related, their clothes are also similar. The one to my left looks older an has long light brown hair and blue eyes. The one to my left is currently humming as she draws what appears to be a giraffe, she has short blonde hair and wide blue eyes. I sigh and slump my head down on the desk. The one to my right is painting her nails.
"That was quite some impression back there." she blows on her nails. "I was being honest." I say sitting up. "You seem quite possesive over your girlfriend over there." she gestures her head at Maka who is currently talking to Tsubaki. I stare at Maka with longing eyes. Then I look back at the girl to my left. "She's not my girlfriend." she gives me a look that says she doesn't buy it, "Yeah right. That look says that you love her." "I do." I admit and she raises a brow."Have you told her?" she asks as she continue to blow on her purple nails. "No. It would ruin our friendship. She's been the only (true)friend I've had all my life." I say sighing then placing my arms on the table, folding them, and placing my chin on them as I stare at Maka.
"So lover boy had a sad childhood huh? Well you're not the only one with a tough childhood. My name's Liz by the way. The girl to your right is Patty, she's my sister." Liz says as she smiles. Her smile brings warmth in to me but it doesn't bring as much happiness as Maka's, her's beats everyone's. But for some reason I feel like I could trust her, this is the first time it happens with anyone else besides Maka. "Well my name is Death the Kid, but you can call me Kid for short."
"Nice to meet ya Kid." Patty, to my right, says as she pauses from her humming and drawing. I smile at her. Well dad looks like I might be able to make some new friends after all. All I have to do is learn how to trust people, yeah that's going to be a bit of a problem. I notice the teacher, Stein, roll over to the front of the class on his wheelie chair. "Well class today we are going to learn how to dissect a rare species of bird." He rolls away and trips with his chair and falls face flat on the floor. Everyone sweat drops.
"Sir, are you okay?"
"Professor Stein?"
"Sir?"
"Why is everyone worrying over him and not talking about me?!" I hear a conceited voice say. Everyone looks over at the last row where a blue haired boy is standing on the desk with his hands on his hips. "I'm the amazing Black*Star! Bwahaha! Bow down to me peasants!" a scalpel flies across the room and barely misses the ear of the blue haired boy. Everyone looks in shock back at Stein who is up on his chair again.
"Next time I won't miss. No sit down unless you want to be dissected." Stein says glaring at the boy.
Never mind Dad, make that extremely impossible to make friends here. Especially with that kind of idiot. I sigh. This is going to be an interesting year.
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Hi everyone sorry for not updating some of my other stories but I at least updated this one in time -.-'. I've had writer's block. Anyways i was at least able to introduce more characters :D. Oh and this fic is going to be about Kid and Maka finally being able to make new friends and (mostly Kid trusting people and-) crawling out of their shell, and yes, of course, there will be drama and romance :)P. The whole soul eater gang will be involved in this of course ;P. Even Blair. Okay enough with da spoils :P. Until next week,
Bye~