Soul stood amongst his friends as Kid was the center of attention. Passerbys watched Kid fuss over a crooked portrait on the wall as they left the school building and had the distinct feeling to feel sorry for the main group. Especially Kid's weapons, Liz and Patty, tried to shrink and appear as though they did not know him at the moment.
"Kid, it's fine." Liz muttered under her breath, desparate to leave school already but her meister took the portrait off it's nail again to address the issue.
"No it's not. I swear I feel like I'm the only one that notices these issues."
"You are the only one!" Maka complained but was ignored. Kid put the portrait back on its nail and tilted it this way and that, trying to find a perfect alignment. After watching him move it around for an additional five minutes, the group simultaneously sighed in relief when Kid gave a satisfied look.
"Can we go to the park now?" Black Star grumbled boredly and Kid turned from his examination.
"I need to make sure but does this look okay to you-?"
"It's perfect now let's go!" Liz yelled while leading her friends. As they exited the school, Soul, who had been silent and kept a straight face the whole time, glanced to see that Kid was a little behind. The meister seemed to be lost in thought despite his alertness with a picture frame a few minutes ago. However as usual, Soul kept his thoughts to himself and continued on with Patty trying to give him a few of her cookies.
As their friends hung out on a hill with a perfect view of downtown Death City, Kid remained quiet as he leaned against a tree. He was not as excited as everyone else when it came to doing fun activities together. It would always lead into everyone else having the time of their lives as he sat back watching them. It never bothered him since he liked to stay clean and besides, they never notice anything different when he is not with them. After all, they could use a break from his strange disorder.
"Hey Kid, there's a court a few blocks from here. Wanna come with us?" Soul asked while pointing toward their friends. His friends.
"No thank you, I'll stay here." Kid had not even noticed that everyone agreed to playing basketball.
"Are you sure?" Soul asked while blinking. Usually, Kid would go wherever they went but sit out if there is any physical activity. Was he right to think something is unusual about the teen today? Is he the only one noticing his awkward behavior?
"I'm sure. Go ahead, I'll go home afterwards." Soul raised his eyebrows before shrugging and leaving to catch up with everyone else. For some reason, he felt a little intruged by Kid's now mysterious attitude. Sure the guy is generally not open to them, but he hated it when Kid kept an important matter to himself that always seems to affect his mood as well.
Kid watched the weapon turn and leave before sighing. No one was supposed to notice, or even bother at all. That's how it has always been and now, for the first time... His heart gave a strange fluttering sensation from Soul's worrying.
... Worrying?
"Hey Maka, did you notice anything about Kid today?" Soul asked his meister. The girl checked the oven with an exasperate smile.
"What are you talking about?"
"After school. He seemed a bit... quiet."
"Oh Soul, he was probably thinking about rearranging his room or whatever." Maka dismissed while putting on her mittens.
"I don't know. I think it's something else."
"Like what?"
Soul slid down in his seat on the couch as he could no longer focus on the TV. Until recently, he never really thought about his deeper meaning of Kid, if he had any. What else does the young reaper think about besides... well, symmetry?
"Kiddo, I'm hungry." Liz complained. Her meister looked up from reading his book with a frown.
"Why are you telling me?"
"I'm telling you because I'm hungry." She explained while draping herself on the couch beside Kid. The male blinked as he continued to be lost.
"And?"
"And... cook something for me." This made Kid raise an eyebrow at the demand.
"What makes you think I'll do that? I'm busy."
"With what? Learning about the many more beauties of symmetry?" She mocked and golden eyes looked down. He hated when the woman would always criticize his affiliation with perfection. It always made him feel... ashamed for having a trait no one he knew has. It is not like he could help it either so why do they keep blaming him for holding them back all the time?
"I'm not always thinking about that-"
"Oh come on. That's all you literally talk about. I wouldn't be surprised if-" Kid closed the book lightly before standing up and slamming it on the coffee table, causing Liz to jolt from her seat.
"Sure Liz. I'll make something." He responded calmly with his back toward her before leaving the room. His weapon only stared transfixed, still frozen from his sudden aggressiveness.
And the next day, all was forgotten.
"Man! I can't wait to head to the arcade with everyone later." Black Star said happily while stretching in his seat. Kid, who happened to be sitting beside him, gave his attention.
"Arcade?"
"Yeah, I called everyone last night after me and Tsubaki booked an hour for us. I figured I'd let everyone know beforehand." The assassin explained while crossing his legs on the table, apparently seeming pleased with himself. Kid thought to himself for a moment before becoming interested with the floor beneath them.
"... I didn't get a call..."
"Oh... Oh!" Black Star then gave a sheepish grin while sitting up slightly. "I uh... I figured you wouldn't want to play games and stuff since you're always talking about that symmetry crap. You wouldn't want to come anyway." And there it was. However, Kid still pursued.
"You could have asked though. Maybe I wouldn't have mind-"
"Dude, you sit out of every gathering we have with everyone. What's so different about this one? We already know how are you."
They didn't. In all the years they were friends, all they knew about him was that he has OCD. Nobody ever tried to get to know him or his past more and the sad thing is, they were all a part of it.
When the final class bell rang, Soul stayed behind along with Kid, who was slowly gathering and organizing his belongings. With a mental pep-talk, Soul walked over to the male with a small smile.
"Did you forget?" Kid jumped from the voice since he was sure he was the only one in the room.
"Forget what?"
"The arcade. The plan Black Star and Tsubaki made." Soul thought he saw a strange glint in the reaper's eyes.
"Right. That. I'm not going." Kid answered while forcing himself to calmly pack his belongings. Soul tilted his head in confusion.
"We don't have homework though."
"I know."
"Or missions."
"I know."
"Or-"
"I know." Soul was slightly surprised at how annoyed Kid sounded and when the male turned to leave, he held onto his shoulder.
"Kid, I don't know if it has just been me but you've been acting weird." He immediately said and almost at once, the shinigami tensed.
"What makes you say that?" He asked afterwards. Soul walked over in front of Kid and huffed when the teen hid his face.
"Anyone would notice. You're always thinking and... being unusually quiet. Is something bothering you?"
Kid chewed on his bottom lip but kept his expression hidden.
"How did you know?"
"... Wha-?" Soul jumped when Kid stepped forward a with a piercing stare.
"Why... do you even care?"
Kid suddenly realized that he had not been reading his book at all and huffed as he leaned more on his bed. Why the hell was he going over those particular moments during his days at school with his friends? What did this mean? Coincidentally, downstairs in the living room, Soul blinked open from the same, latest memory.
Had Kid been questioning their friendship?
