I got up and wandered to the apartment block, planning on going and apologizing to Katie. When I got there, however, she was not the one to answer the door. Black Star was.
"What the hell are you doing in my flat?" I asked him, raising my eyebrows.
"Soul's here with Katie. I'm just making sure she does not cheat on the Great Black Star with him. Not that she would." he replied. I resisted rolling my eyes.
"Well, can I come in?" I asked, trying to move past him.
"No can do, I'm afraid. She's upset, can't have you coming in and making it worse. What you said was seriously uncool." came a voice from behind Black Star. Soul. I frowned.
"Wait, so you guys are keeping my out of my own apartment?!" I almost yelled, making the two look a bit scared. That passed quickly, however, and I just got two identical shrugs.
"Yeah." they replied. I was going to kill those two! I stormed off down the hall, wondering where I'd go. I could go to Maka's, but if she and Soul's session had gone like ours, I'd have to deal with a crying girl. And that would set me off. I'd been okay so far, but I'm emotional at best. That left one option. Gallow's Manor. But Kid hated me. Right?
I knocked on the large door, scarf still pulled tight around my neck. Liz answered, and gave me a warm smile.
"And what brings you here, Mhairi?" she asked, leaning against the door.
"Oh, you know, Katie and I fell out, I have no flat to go to, nowhere to stay. Wondered if you had a spare room." I gave a laugh. Liz smiled.
"We'll see. Come in just now anyway, it's raining and you're soaked. I'll get you something to wear." I did, and followed Liz to her room, where she gave me a t-shirt and some jeans of Patty's. The chest area was a little... large on me, but otherwise it was fine. I sighed and thanked her with a smile, going downstairs and sitting on a sofa, when Kid came in. He saw me and his eyes widened, but he sat down. I frowned and shook my head, sitting forward in my chair.
"What the hell is your problem?!" I said, and he looked shocked.
"Pardon?"
"I said, what the hell is your problem? We kissed, and it was bloody fantastic, and suddenly you just ignore me, like I don't matter! I deserve an explanation, if nothing else!" I yelled, hands balling at my sides, frustration showing through my generally quite calm mask. He looked shocked. I began to shake, the events of the last few hours catching up to me, as tears began to fall from my eyes.
"And do you know what the worst part is? You didn't come up to me and say anything. You sat silently, not even acknowledging my presence." I sobbed, and Kid hesitantly came over.
"I'm sorry. I didn't know what to do." he said, quietly. I snorted.
"Well, not pretending I don't exist would be good start." I replied, sarcastically, before getting up.
"I'll be sleeping on your sofa tonight." I said, stretching. Kid shook his head.
"You don't have to. You can take my room." he shrugged. I shook my head this time.
"I am not kicking you out of your own room." I replied. He sighed.
"Fine. You can sleep on the sofa." he said, with a shrug. I sighed this time.
"You're not supposed to agree with me! You're supposed to insist I take your bed!" I said, shaking my head.
"Oh, okay. Do you sleep symmetrically?" he asked innocently.
"What the hell?!" I practically shrieked. His eyes widened.
"What? I just don't want to ruin the perfect symmetry of my bedroom." he said, defensively.
"No one sleeps symmetrically." I said, and he frowned. "Except you, apparently."
He coughed and led me upstairs, to his bedroom. I stared, slack jawed, at the bed.
"Oh my god. That's massive!" I yelled, running up to it and throwing myself at it. He looked at me wide eyed.
"Try it. It's fun." I said, getting up, and, hesitantly, he did. A smile slowly spread across his face, even though he clearly hated the lack of symmetry. This continued with us acting like small children for about half an hour, before both of us lay on the bed laughing hysterically. He put an arm on one side of me, before giving me a soft kiss. I smiled against his lips before he realized where we were and got up, blushing redder than a tomato.
"Uh, right, sleep well." he said, before leaving. I rolled my eyes.
"That boy..." I whispered, fondly, before closing my eyes and going to sleep.