AN: Alrighty! Nu chappy! Relly late at nite, so Ima just keep id at dat cuz I'm liek, haff azleep...
Chapter 17: Figured it Out, Finally!
"I can't believe it..." I say, my eyes wider than usual. Alex is too busy dying with laughter to say anything. Every once in a while, he'll hold up a finger and stop like he's going to say something, but then he just explodes laughing again.
"I... AHAHAHAHAHA! I can't... PFFT-GYAHAHAHAHA! Believe... KKTTSSKKTT-GAHAHAHAAHHHA! It either...! TTSSTTHAHAHAHAHAHAHAA!" He laughs. I stomp on his foot. Hard.
"IT'S NOT FREAKING FUNNY, ALEX SO I DON'T SEE WHY YOU'RE LAUGHING!" I shout. He hops on on foot and alternates between howling in pain and guffawing.
"OWOWOWOWOOWW! HAHAHA-OWOWOWW!" He says, tears in his eyes.
"ARE YOU KIDDING? IT'S FUCKING HILARIOUS!" He yells, on the floor and clutching his stomach. I kick him repeatedly until he stops. "SHUT THE HELL UP OR I'LL KILL YOU, YOU LITTLE TWAT!" I scream at him. He covers his mouth with his hand.
"At least we found out you're... pfft... a weapon... kkksstkee...!" He says through his hand. I frown.
"Yeah, but since when is a frying pan a weapon?!" I say, grabbing chunks of hair and balling the up in my fists. Alex explodes laughing. "At least we don't need any frying pans anymore! Hey, do you mind if I cook some eggs on you tomorrow morning?" He guffaws again. I clench my fists.
"THE ONLY THING I'LL BE COOKING IS YOUR INSIDES SO I CAN EAT THEM FOR DINNER!" I roar. He stops laughing. "Creepy, much?" He says, dusting himself off and standing up. I sigh. "You got over that fast..." I say. He smirks.
"So now what? Do you just, like, get a new partner?" He says. "I have no idea. Can weapons be partners?" I wonder aloud. He shrugs. "I dunno. Maybe you should ask Kid?" He suggests. I blink.
"Yeah! I should ask Kid!" I say, a bit happier now. I run off to the substitute Death Room, the room where Kid spends most of the day. Alex calls after me, but I ignore him. I've been waiting for a chance to visit Kid this whole time. Now I finally get to! Actually, now that I think about it, I don't know why I want to see him so much. I must be worried about him or something. According to Liz and Patty, he's been pretty down about his dad.
I arrive at the double doors and take a deep breath. I open the door and see a dark gray room. It's fairly large, almost three times the size of the cafeteria. In the center of it stands a mirror, and a black spiked outline of a person.
"Umm, Shinigami-sama?" I say quietly. The figure turns around, standing up a bit straighter than before. "Oh, it's just you, Tommi..." Kid's voice says, slumping again and taking off his mask.
"Yeah... I wanted to ask you something! Umm, Lord Death, sir...!" I say, still not quite used to the fact that I have to call him by the same name I used to call his dad. He gestures for me to come inside the big room.
"You don't have to call me that. It just reminds me of my father." He says. I nod. "Oh! Uh, sure, Kid!" I say.
"What do you need?" He asks. I blush. "Oh, that's right, I needed something, didn't I? Well, umm, you see, I..." I clear my throat nervously. This is so weird... he seems like a whole different person in this getup!
"Spit it out." He says. I blink. "Sorry... it's just that I found out I'm a weapon! And I was wondering whether Alex and I should stay partners or if we should find new ones?" I ask.
"It doesn't really matter any more. You won't be going after any kishin eggs any time soon, so I guess you should just stay a pair. Anything else?" He says. I blush. "Umm, no, actually..." I say. He looks at me expectantly. I swallow.
"Umm, how are you doing? Are you alright? Liz told me you weren't doing so well..." I say. He looks down. "Yes, I'm fine. If that is all you want, than you may leave." He says, turning around. I forget completely about thinking and my hand flies to his shoulder. He doesn't look at me, though.
"I'm not an idiot, Kid. Tell me what's on your mind. You're not fine, I know you're hurting. I hurts that your dad might be gone, and it hurts that everyone is expecting so much from you. I can't honestly say I know the feeling, but I know it can't feel good. So if you would just open up and tell me what's up then I might be able to help." I say. He doesn't respond.
"Kid, tell me. I know you're thinking about something. Something important." I continue. He turns back around.
"It doesn't make any sense." He says. I take my hand off of his shoulder. "What doesn't make sense?" I ask. He twiddles his thumbs. "A Shinigami doesn't die until the next one arises. That would be me, but unless I'm missing something I haven't arised yet. It doesn't make any sense..." He says, staring at the ground. I don't say anything.
"He's alive. I know he is, he has to be." He finishes, glancing up at me.
"Then where is he?" I say. He looks back down. "That I can't say. I just know he's out there somewhere..." He says, his fists balling up at his sides. He wipes his eye just as a small tear starts to form. I take a step towards him.
"And I bet he is. Don't worry, I know this'll all turn out okay." I tell him. He his head away from me so I can't see his tears. I lean to the side to catch his eye.
"Hey, don't cry, Kid. You're supposed to be strong, remember? You're a Shinigami. And as far as I know, Shinigami's don't cry." I say with a smile. He sniffles. "Well, you're wrong." He says. I put my hand back on his shoulder.
"Your dad never did. So you shouldn't. Come on, if you cry I'll end up crying too. You know how much of a wuss I am." I say. He looks at me.
"I don't actually. But it doesn't matter. You should get going, lunch has already started." He says.
"I'm not going anywhere until I get a smile out of you." I tell him stubbornly. He doesn't respond. I take another step closer to him.
"Come on, I know you can! Please? For me?" I say with bambi eyes. He looks away. I stick my bottom lips out and let it quiver a bit. He glances down at me. His mouth twitches.
"I saw that! I can see you smiling! I can see it!" I say in a funny voice. The corners of his mouth turn up and he smiles finally. I grin.
"There it is! I hope you feel better, and I'm sorry about your dad." I say, walking towards the door. At the last second, I turn around to face him.
"You have a great smile, you know." I tell him. I shut the door behind me and start towards the cafeteria.
AN: Alrighty! That wuz alot mor challengin' thn I thot id wuz gunna bee, but i got id over wizz, so ima go ta sleep now... c ya *yawn*
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