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I sat in our kitchen and stared into my cup. Oh, empty again. I needed more coffee. Yawning I looked at my mother. She had only gotten up a few minutes ago and was already smiling and chattering on. I groaned inwardly. I was no morning person. Kid neither. The thought made me smile. It's such a strange feeling still. Kid, my boyfriend.

My mother offered me a bright smile and continued clattering with the dishes. When she finally sat down and stopped talking I let out a relieved sigh. She laughed and I rolled my eyes at her. "So, tell my. How is he?" I raised an eyebrow. "You met him."

Let me get one thing straight. I don't talk in the morning; never. Not even with my mother! She smiled, seemingly oblivious to my bad mood. I knew she was not, but I'd let her get away with it. "Sure I met him. But you don't try to tell me that he always walks around with a shy look and a grey shirt."

Now it was my turn to laugh. "No, not really. I never thought he was shy and actually, he doesn't wear a shirt most of the time." She continued to look at me expectantly. "Mum… You know I hate talking in the morning!" She pouted a bit, but didn't push any further.

We had carefully avoided the topic Eustass Kid the day before. I didn't believe my mother was still upset about the whole thing, but I still didn't want to give her the impression that I wouldn't want to spend time with her. I yawned again and checked my mobile. Still no message… Was there something wrong with Kid? I mentally kicked myself. I was no silly girl who's constantly scared that her boyfriend could be mad at her.

"I'll go for grocery shopping, wanna come along?" "Nope. Not yet awake enough…" My mother laughed and put her own cup in the sink. "I guess you'll be off when I'm back, right?" I shrugged.

"I haven't heard from Kid yet, so I don't know. Maybe I'll stay here." "Ok." She gave me a smile and grabbed her wallet and jacket before leaving the house. I moved from the kitchen to the living room and turned on the TV. It was before lunchtime, so the program was even worse than it usually was. Taking out my mobile again, I sent a message to Kid.

Half an hour and some horrible talk show later, I felt the buzzing signal in my pocket. Come over to my place. I'm bored as well. I smiled and got up. Looking at my self in the mirror in the corridor, I wondered once more when Kid saw in me. I was still skinny. Sure, I could pass as handsome, but more the kind of fine build person that young girls liked on their posters.

I quickly scribbled down a note to my mother, telling her that I'd probably not be home tonight and left the house. I passed the Starbucks close to Kid's place and planned to quickly say hello to Robin. My boyfriend had thought ahead, waiting for me inside the coffee shop. I smiled at him and took the cup he was holding out to me. "Thanks." I murmured.

I felt embarrassed and didn't even know why. Maybe because I was not used that someone was fussing about me like that. I felt like a girl. Kid smiled at me and sat down on a nearby table, where I joined him. We sat there silently for a moment. I was not quite sure if I would have called it a comfortable silence. I didn't feel like telling Kid about my day yesterday, and had no clue what else we could have talked about.

"Any idea what we could do?" Kid murmured after a while? I shrugged. "We can hardly spend the rest of the day in your bedroom ravishing each other." The redhead gave me a sceptical look. And suddenly everything seemed easy and I laughed. "Well, we could try. But I want to keep that option for a day when I can really not come up with something else."

"Good thing you didn't suggest that you know something better to do…" Kid murmured as we left Starbucks and made our way towards the city centre. I smiled lightly and shot him a sideway glance. Kid looked a little red, even taking the freezing winter air into account. I had just opened my mouth when something to our left caught Kid's attention and he led his steps to a dusty shop window.

Curiously I followed him and looked past his arm at what had snatched away his attention from me. It was a toolbox. I frowned and looked at the redhead. "Kid..?" He snapped back to reality and focused his eyes on me. Now he was deep red and tried to avoid my eyes.

"Kid..?" Shaking his head he grabbed my hand and dragged me away from the shop towards the city centre. We arrived at the shop and headed straight to the DVD section. Yes, we were going for the old-fashioned DVD evening. My mind was still turning around the toolbox when Kid paid for the films and led me out of the store. In the shadow of a tall building he pressed me against a wall and kissed me. "Stop thinking about it. I'll tell you when we're at home." He sounded exasperated, just as if he never wanted to share that particular secret with me. I pressed my lips on his briefly and then started walking back to his place.

A few minutes later I sat on his couch, facing him. He didn't meet my eyes and shuffled through the DVDs we had bought. "Kid… You don't have to tell me if you don't want to." He shook his head and a few strands of red hair fell into his eyes. Brushing them aside, he finally met my eyes. "I do want to tell you. I'm just worried you'll laugh at me." I crocked an eyebrow and smirked. "I'll start laughing at you if you don't spit it out soon."

"I always wanted to be a mechanic. I love motorbikes and big, strong industry machines. I want to work with those." A few moments later I was still waiting for the big embarrassing secret, when I realized that this had been Kid's issue. "So?" The redhead stared at me. "It's unusual in our family. You know my brothers. One a genius and another just finished med school…"

"So?" I still didn't get what Kid's issue was. "It's not usual for members of out family to aim for manual work." I shrugged. "You see… I want to become a doctor. But I won't be able to do so, except if I can get myself a stipendiary. Do you think that's bad?" My boyfriend shook his head violently, looking at me almost offended. I smirked. "So if I should be able to do something that's unusual for my family, why shouldn't you be allowed to do the same?"

Kid looked at me for a few seconds, then flopped down and settled his head in my lap. "Ok then. I'm ready for the movie night now." I laughed and pushed the play button.

I really liked this one. I've written it horribly late, but I still think I managed quite good.

But now I'm too tired to even try to write something more.

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