You don't remember going home, or being tucked into bed, but when you shifted your position as you fade in and out of sleep, you can see the sheets around you and that your pretty, new dress was getting wrinkled.
You recalled Kid's worried face, and how he had straightened the bows in your hair to be symmetrical before yelling at the girls for what had happened. You remember Maka yelling back and Tsubaki and Patty huddling close to the door. You remember wanting to say something but couldn't form the words.
You must have blacked out, because the next time you begin to awaken a little, a strange face met your vision. You heard Kid call him professor, but he dressed in an odd, white coat with stitches all over it and his face. You remember feeling afraid, but too tired to do anything about it when he touched you.
You were awake enough to listen, even when your world was black. Something about the symbol on your chest, and how it was a binding symbol. The more the doctor talked, the more you wanted to cry.
The symbol, he explained, bound your soul to something. So where your body is here, your soul was elsewhere. And the longer you strayed from your soul, the more your body would collapse and eventually die.
You remember Kid getting mad, more yelling, and a few times the door was slammed. The doctor had argued with him that you needed to be reunited with the place where your soul was, but Kid argued that he refused to take you back to that hell hole you lived in.
'There has to be another way to save her.'
'Kid, I get you're upset and I'm not happy with this either, but it's the only-'
'Don't say that!'
In the dark world you floated in, you began to cry. You knew it was all too good to be true, and you place your hand over your heart wishing the wound away. But you made your decision right then and there: you were going back. No, you weren't afraid of dying...but you were afraid of hurting Kid and the others if you did die like that.
You imagined Kid holding your body like you had done with your mother, crying. You imagined Liz and Patty hovering behind him, horror on their faces. You imaged how sick you'd look, and the blame that Kid would put on himself. It was too much, and you couldn't let that happen.
You would much rather die alone than hurt anyone you cared about, especially the people who loved and cared for you right off the bat instead of judging you for the life you were forced to have. And with Abraham gone, would it be as bad as it had been?
You jerked awake, though you didn't know what time it was. Everyone had left, and the room was dark. You rested your head back down, feeling dizzy, then pushed the covers off of you.
Something shiny gleamed on your hands and you realized they were Kid's silver skull rings he had on since you knew him. They fit perfectly, but you guessed magic of some kind had been used to shrink them to your size. You considered taking them off and leaving them behind, but you craved some sort of memento to show that this had all happened. You decided to keep them.
Standing up, you swayed from being lightheaded but shook it off. You went up to the bag of clothes and switched into shorts and an oversized, flowing, black shirt. You didn't want to ruin any of your pretty dresses, maybe one day Kid will sell them and get his money back...
You turn away from the bag and open the door. Through the windows, you could see that night had set in and the moon lit the building perfectly. You placed your hand over your chest and felt how faint your heart is now. You could barley feel it, and the empty feeling you had was worse.
You didn't bother closing the door in case someone was listening. You waited for anyone to show up, but no one did. Satisfied, you turned down the hall and tip toed as fast as you could.
Before long, you were at the back door. It clicked open easily, though every slight noise made you cringe. The night air was cold and nipped at your nose. You gently shut the door and made your way through the garden until you came to the wall that bordered the house.
You willed yourself to float like you had done when you were younger, and you felt the flapping of wings lift you up and over the fence where you landed with ease on the other side. You turned to say goodbye to the mansion once more before taking off like a thief in the night.
It might have been an hour or a few hours, but it wasn't long until your legs began to hurt and you questioned if you were even going the right way. You had been confident that you heard your soul's song, but now you wonder if maybe you had just imagined it.
You didn't feel any stronger, yet you sensed your soul was closer than it was before. You mentally slapped yourself for forgetting that you had passed out most of the ride to Death City, you could be miles upon miles away and wouldn't make great time by just walking.
You hated to admit it, but you needed help. But looking around, it was just you and the woods. And even then, who would you trust? You didn't even know what the place looked like from the outside, the only person who had was Kid, and you doubted you could even find your way back to the mansion.
You cursed yourself for being so stupid, if you had been rational you could have talked Kid into taking you back and going from there, but nope. You just HAD to run off...you mentally kicked yourself again and felt frustrated tears build up.
You pushed on, not wanting to just stand around. You wished you had something to keep you warm, living in the manor had softened you. You missed the warmth of the blankets, you missed the comfort of living in a safe place, and you missed the support you had. You missed Kid spending time with you at night, you missed his kiss, you missed Patty's laugh and you missed Liz's snarky attitude.
It was funny to you how, at one point, nothing could break you down, and now you were complaining about the cold and something you had for only a short amount of time. Your stomach growled and you 'shhed' it, as though you were afraid it would awaken the night.
The moon never left its place in the sky, and you decided to stare at one star and follow it. A sharp pain jolted through you and you let out a light cry, falling to your knees. You held your hand to your chest, feeling dizzy. An odd sound came from over head and a voice shouted your name.
You jerked in surprise and whipped around to face Kid as he lands in front of you on his skateboard. His face was skewed in annoyance, fear, and...relief? He opened his mouth but you were already on your feet, running away from him.
The trees and bushes whipped at your bare arms and legs, but you didn't dare slow down. You heard him running after you and calling your name, but you only willed your legs to move faster despite the pain in your chest and legs.
You had lost concentration and ran blindly. Your foot caught a root and you fell onto your knees and hands. You could feel a sharp sting on your palms and knees, knowing there'd be scraped when you got up.
Kid was beside you in a heart beat and your body was scooped into his arms. You let out a squeak and squirmed in his grasp. You started crying hard, your body shaking. Kid held you to his chest and you clung to his shirt, sobbing hard.
You gently pushed against him and he allowed you to shakily stand up. You shook your head at him. "I can't, I-" You turned to walk away, but he gently held you.
"Shh..." he tucked your hair behind both ears and wiped at the tears with his hands. "It's okay, I'm not mad...I'm just scared. I don't want to lose you. What you did was reckless, we can work this out."
The look on his face and his kind words tore at you, and you wished he hadn't found you. You grasped his wrists in your small hands, knowing you didn't have the strength to actually push him away.
"Why do you care?" You meant to sound more angry, but it just came out as a scared whisper. You tried to shove past him but he gently grabbed your hand and pulled you in front of him. His eyes widened and narrowed, the gold glowing in the darkness of the woods.
"Why do I care? From the start, you wanted to help me instead of fending for yourself. You had every right to ignore me and leave me to die with how long you had been there for..."
He began stepping towards you and you stepped back, your heart racing in your chest.
"But instead, you turned around and sacrificed everything just to make sure I lived. You were deeply afraid, but still came to make sure I survived, working to the bone to ensure we both could get our powers back..."
Your back met a tree and you pressed into it, feeling much smaller in the son of Death's gaze.
"And above all, you are still the kindest and most fearless person I have ever met. You call yourself a coward, but you've come so far on your own. You don't let your fear stop you from at least trying to change your life around, and even when you knew my identity as a reaper, you didn't shy away from me."
He placed both hands on either side of you, cornering you to the tree. Kid's face was much closer now and you could feel his warm breath tickling your cheeks.
"I don't know why you would even ask that of me." His eyes narrowed, but this time in sadness. "Perhaps I'm not the best with...any of this, my self esteem, believe it or not, isn't really the best. I suffer from serious OCD that I've gotten better with, I have a perfection problem that gets in the way of my regular life, and I do what I can to make that better but I doubt it'll ever go away. In some ways I've given up on myself, but there is one thing I do know for sure; and it's that I won't ever give up on you."
He leaned in and pressed a soft kiss to your lips. You gasp, feeling dizzy at his sudden touch. Your lips instantly moved against his and your hand shakily reached out to hold onto the collar of his shirt.
Kid brushed his lips from yours and kissed your left cheek, then your right. "I care a lot about you, and I'm angry at the world for doing this to you. I'm glad I got to meet you, but I wish you could have been blessed with the life you deserve..."
Kid pinned your wrists against the tree and he drew his lips from your cheeks and lightly kissed down your neck, the feeling making you shiver and feel a way you never had before.
His touch is filled with love and care, tender unlike you've felt before. It spoke to you on many levels, the only love you had ever felt was from your mother and once your father, but then you only had yourself to love. And that alone was hard enough.
Kid let go of your wrists and hugged your waist to him, burying his face into the crook of your neck. You let out a gasp and one hand rested on his back and the other on his head. You ran your fingers through his hair and marveled at how soft it is.
You finally admit to yourself the one thing you refused to do since the day you met Kid: you had fallen for him. Maybe not right away, but between the talks you had in captivity and how he treated you compared to Abraham...you knew you had given him your heart when you risked your life for the both of you.
You recalled your original thought when you had met Maka and Tsubaki and wondered if he saw you just as beautiful as they were, and you knew it was the truth. Even beyond that, maybe, but you didn't know for sure nor did you want to sound arrogant. If that was the right word for it.
Kid pulled away, his arms leaving you feeling cold. The feeling made you realize how much you wanted him in different ways, and if you had to give yourself 100% to anyone, it would be him. You reach out to him, your hands grazing his cheeks when the pain shot through you again. You felt like you were out of your body and the pain was almost unbearable.
You must have fallen, because you felt as though Kid had been holding you and the stars twinkled above. Your heartbeat grew fainter, and you wonder if it was the end. You knew you should be mad at the world, or at least Abraham...but you weren't.
Kid must have gotten on his skateboard, because you felt as though you were growing closer to the sky. The stars winked at you and you blinked back. Despite your freedom being short lived, it was the most amazing thing you would never trade for the world. If you could, you would do it all over again and not change a single thing.
The air wiped at your skin and you felt as though it were getting harder and harder to stay awake. You'd miss Kid a lot, but you were looking forward to seeing your mother again, or at least finding peace in a place where Abraham really couldn't hurt you again or have any more power over you. You smile,close your eyes, and give in to the darkness.