You felt like your body was lightly rocking, it was a soothing notion that reminded you of when you were younger and your mother was alive. You felt a strong body against you, and when you could make out the person's heartbeat, your eyes flung open and you squirmed in fear.
"Take it easy, I've got ya."
You open your eyes and gaze up at Kid's sweet face. You stop squirming and go limp, panting and feeling your heart slam into your chest. The last thing you remembered was Abraham bursting through the door...where were you?
You lean your head back and gaze at the shocking greens that met your eyes. Trees, bushes, flowers...endless nature filled your vision and you nearly forgot to breathe as you let out a shuttering breath.
"Welcome to the outside, isn't it lovely?"
You sat up in his embrace and wrapped your arms around his neck, looking each and every way you physically could. You completely ignored the pain of your wounds, lost in thought and out of breath from the world around you.
"It's so...beautiful. I never expected it all to be so pretty up close..." you whispered.
"Here..." He gently set you down on the ground and your bare feet touched the soft dirt. Kid held onto you so you wouldn't fall, and you held back mesmerized by the feeling of mud between your toes.
"Can you walk?"
"I think so..."
He held his arm around you and you turned your face away, blushing. The smells from the flowers were a bit overwhelming, but so much more welcome than the dank smell in your cell.
"What about-?"
"He's taken care of, he can't hurt you ever again. I promise."
You felt light headed. Was it really over? All those years are finally behind you? It felt too good to be true, like a dream. You noticed you were wearing his once white shirt and eyed his bare chest to find the wounds gone.
You poked at the spots you knew had been cut, but there were no scars. "But how?"
"As a Shinigami, my body heals faster than most human's and witches'. Where you can heal yourself with your magic, I heal based on my biology."
You nod. You both walk on in silence and you gaze at the sun above. The heat tickled your face and you wanted to lay in the soft grass and nap. It felt so surreal, and you didn't want to wake up.
"KID!" a faint female voice called out and Kid stopped, a grin growing on his face. He turns to you. "Those are my weapons, I let out a signal when we escaped for someone to come and get us." He turned to the sound. "Over here!" He called out.
Above you, a woman with long blonde hair flying on an odd board came into view. She grinned down at the both of you and landed, hopping off. The gun in her holster morphed into a blue light and formed into a young, blonde girl beside her.
You take a step back in fear but Kid stops you, his grip on your shoulder tight but tender. "It's okay, these girls are my friends and weapons. Meet Liz and Patty, they're twin guns and my personal weapons."
The tallest one, Liz, smiled at you and you gave a shy smile back. Kid introduced you to them and the youngest one squealed in what you could only guess was delight. "She's so pretty! Don't worry, we're going to take you home and it'll be okay!"
Her words made you smile, though you still lightly shook with fear. Liz was a few inches shorter than Kid, even in her heels. She steps closer and gently places her hand on your shoulder. "You can tell us all about yourself once we get you back and cleaned up, I bet you're hungry."
As if on cue, your stomach loudly growled and everyone but you let out a laugh. You blushed in embarrassment, but smiled none the less. Patty grabbed you in a tight hug that lifted you off the ground and you gasped in both fear and pain.
"Okay, that's enough Patty she's gone through enough as is."
You didn't know if it was from the hug, pain, or what...but you felt like something was missing in you. You felt dizzy, like suddenly you were somewhere else but in the girl's arms.
"Oops! Sorry!"
She put you down and you stumbled. Liz and Kid were there to support you and you caught your breath, the feeling not going away.
"Let's get you home. Girls?"
"Right!" Both Liz and Patty morphed into guns and jumped into the holster on Kid's belt. Kid wiggled his finger at the board and it flew over to him. He caught it with ease and placed it on the ground. "Ready to go?"
Before you could comprehend what was going on, Kid picked you up into his arms and was on the board. You took off into the air and you wanted to scream but only a gasp escaped your lips as you clung to Kid for dear life.
You rose above the trees, the wind whipping at your skin. It took you a moment to realize you had dug your nails into Kid's back, but he didn't seem to mind. You dug your nails out and held on tightly with your arms instead, face buried in the crook of his neck. He smelt of sweat and something sweet, a smell you could get used to.
The world around you blurred as you sped away into the horizon, though as you grew farther and farther away from the place that had been your home and cell for so long, you couldn't help but feel as though that missing feeling only got worse.
You blinked, but the dark hallway wouldn't get any brighter. You held your chest in pain, blood on your hands. You inched your way along the wall, and ahead you saw your exit.
The outside was dark and not as welcoming as you had remembered it. But either way, freedom was freedom. You picked up your pace and stepped outside. You opened your mouth to inhale the fresh air when something grabbed at your ankle and you fall hard to the ground.
"You really think you're going to get away that easily?"
You look back at the twisted face of Abraham. A jolt of pain shook through you and the blood oozed from the cut on your chest and you throw your head back and scream.
You sit up, the scream from your dream gargling in your throat. You thrash but something holds onto your arms and keeps you in place. You throw open your eyes to meet the sweet, familiar face of Kid.
"Shh...it's okay, I've got you. I've got you, see?" Once you calmed down, he took both of your hands and presses your palms to his cheeks. You pant, your heart still pounding in your chest.
You blink and take a moment to examine the room you are in. It's quite large with paintings symmetrically placed on the walls, a few candles burning, two dark black doors and the walls were painted a dark shade of grey.
The bed was huge with sheets made of a soft material, the bed so soft you felt like you were on a cloud. It was dizzying, and you wonder if maybe you were still dreaming.
"Where am I?" your voice cracked and you lick at your dry lips.
"Gallows Manor, my home. You're safe in Death City, far away from that cell of yours. You fell asleep on the ride back, I didn't want to wake you." Kid tugs at your hands and your legs find the edge of the bed and fall over, your feet touching the soft carpet.
Kid pulls you onto your feet, your white gown fluttering over your legs. You glance down at the unfamiliar clothing item. It was simple, but made of a fine material with a few bows here and there.
As if sensing your confusion, Kid dropped your hands and coughed into a fist. "I didn't want you staying a moment longer in those rags, I had Liz bathe you and dress you in one of Patty's nightgowns until we can get you better clothes. I hope you're alright with that."
You look up at him, feeling tears in your eyes. You shook a little from the kindness and shock. You place your hands on his shoulders and lean up on your tip toes and give him a kiss on his cheek. Kid blushes and coughs again into his fist.
"Ugh, this might be a weird request but could you do that to the other cheek as well? Otherwise it wouldn't be symmetrical and-"
You let out a laugh and kiss the other cheek before rocking back on to your feet, enjoying the feeling of the flutter of your new gown. Kid smiles down at you, his eyes narrowing softly.
In the candlelight, you take in the fact that he now wore a simple, white button down shirt and black pants. It was a similar outfit to what he wore in captivity with you, but now you could appreciate it with how it's supposed to look.
He smiles and extends his hand to you. "I have a surprise for you."
You blush and take his hand. "F-for me? Kid, you've already done enough..."
Kid chuckles and turns, guiding you by your hand. "You'll see. And for the record, with all you've been through, there's not enough that can be done for you."
You blush harder and look away as he guides you through the door and into a hallway with black and white checkered tile flooring. You took in your surroundings as he guided you through the biggest home you've ever seen...the only other home you've ever seen besides your old one.
The black and white and grey scheme ran throughout the house, with numerous paintings and photos varying of skulls and what reminded you of death. The moon shone brightly in the sky through the long windows, the stars twinkling brightly.
The house seemed straightforward enough, but at the same time it was a labyrinth of rooms you wanted to explore so badly. Did many people live here? Was it really just Kid and the girls?
The smell of something delicious caught your attention and you feel yourself lightly drool. Kid guided you through a door and into a large room with a table directly in the center, pictures lined perfectly across from each other on the walls, a white table cloth strung over the table and two chairs close to each other, one on the end and the other directly next to it.
On the table sat plates of foods you had never even seen before. In the candlelight, everything looked heavenly and the smell was just as good if not better. Kid tugged at your hand and guided you to one of the chairs, pulled it out for you and you sat down when he pushed the chair in for you.
He sat down in the chair beside you, and you stared blankly at the food trying to restrain yourself with every fiber of your being. Some of it smelt familiar, like fish and bread. But the others were completely foreign, and it was torture.
"Eat as much as you want."
"W-what?" You looked at him, shocked. He let out a laugh at your expression.
"Yes, it's for you. You haven't eaten in days, you must be starving. I had the cooks whip up what they could, just in case you didn't like something you tried. If the food I saw while I was there was the kind of food you're used to, then I want to give you better."
You look back down at the food, feeling dizzy. You didn't even know where to start, or if it was okay or not. It was a weird sense of torture for you, one part of you wanting to jump on the table and eat everything while the other wanted to go and sit in a corner because you felt like you didn't deserve it.
Kid took your plate and scooped some of the food onto your plate for you and placed it down in front of you on the table. He guided a fork into your hand and served himself some food.
"Don't worry about not finishing everything, whatever you can't eat will be served for lunch. How does that sound?"
You couldn't even form words, you let out a whimper and he laughed. He guided your fork into white fluff and guided it into your mouth. It tasted so good and you saw white in your vision.
You don't remember much, but you began to feed yourself and tasted the different foods. The fish was salty, the vegetables steamed and fresh, some meats tangy and good...you wanted to eat it all.
You had gone through maybe three plates when you felt sick. You stopped and looked down at your plate, your body shaking. A firm hand grasped your shoulder gently and you felt your body go cold and clammy.
"Are you all right?"
You couldn't say anything, but you wanted to lie down. Kid guided you to your feet and in a blink of an eye, you were back in your room. Kid lead you through another door and into a fancy bathroom with the same checkered tile flooring, an elegant white tub, sink, toilet...and black towels with skulls on them.
Kid grabbed a washcloth and ran it under water in the sink, then sat beside you and dabbed at your brow. The cold felt good, and you wanted to press your entire face into it, but you didn't.
Just then a jolt of pain pierced through you and you were at the toilet in a heartbeat, puking up what you just ate. Your malnourished body shook violently, not used to such rich food.
Kid held onto you, stopping you from falling over and rubbed your back. When you were done, Kid flushed the toilet and you gently leaned into him. He wiped at your face gently with the cloth, feeling like your face was hot but your body cold.
He picked you up and you welcomed his embrace. You closed your eyes and a moment later, you felt yourself being tucked into your bed, the cold sheets hugging your body close.
You felt Kid turn and you shot out your hand, finding his in the dark. "Wait..." you licked your lips, the memory of the dream coming back along with feeling the fear of being in a new place and in a room so...big.
"I don't want to be alone." Your voice came out as a scared whisper when you had meant to sound stronger. He rubbed your knuckles with his thumb and you felt yourself be moved over and a solid body rested beside you.
A strong arm wrapped around your waist and his warm breath tickled at your temple. Although you knew you should find it foreign and uncomfortable, you found it soothing. For the first time in your life, you felt truly safe. And no matter how terrifying and odd your new life was, you wouldn't give it up for the world.