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Kid sighed as he searched for something to lighten their spirits, he knew it was only a matter of time before they both started making irrational decisions or even worse. "Let's play a game." His words cut through the silent night like a hot knife through butter; of course Maka heard him, but she chose not to respond. "Liz, Patti and I played it when we first became partners; it ultimately strengthens the soul's condition. It's quite simply, really, I just ask a question, any random question like what's your favorite color, and you answer it. Then you ask me a question and I'll answer." Kid continued lamely; he really didn't want to play either, be he knew it was ultimately good for the both of them.
"No offense, Kid, but I'm really not in the mood for a game right now." Maka muttered, the reaper could almost see her eyes rolling as she responded.
"Listen, Maka." Kid's voice turned completely serious. "You care about the others right? Tsubaki? Liz? Patti? Soul?" She winced at her partner's name, but the reaper failed to notice. "I know I do. But I also know if we let ourselves wallow in our own self pity and self hatred, it will consume us, and we won't be able to find the others." His tone was icy and almost heartless, but it had caught the blonde meister's attention, seeing as she was looking up at him rather than staring lifelessly into the pits of the fire. "Come on now, Maka. I know you're pretty smart. You've got to be able to tell that something in your soul isn't right. I know mine sure as hell isn't." He sighed, letting his tense body go limp. "You know souls of weapons and meisters are more subjective to madness when it comes to strong emotions. I know Stein has talked about it in his lectures before. Our souls are getting corrupt by the minute, Maka. You of all people should be able to sense that." The silence seemed to stretch out for ages.
"Purple." She replied, barely above a whisper.
"What's that?" Kid pulled his head up from where they had been resting in his hands.
"Purple… It's my favorite color."
"Oh." Kid smiled at the simplicity of her words, but at least he had got through to her, at least in some way. This was a start. Of course it would be an extremely slow process of pulling their souls out of this depression and borderline self loathing, but the first step was to ultimately aspire to change it. It seemed they had taken that step together. "I like green."
The game was extremely awkward at first, seeing as they only really gave each other one worded answers that were never expanded on, but after awhile, they seemed to want to put in their own opinions and thoughts on the matter; even with the simplest questions. Of course they knew it would be awkward, Kid had past experiences from the game to reference back to, but the key to the game was to elaborate; to make it interesting.
"Favorite food…" Kid tapped his chin as he ran through the various dishes he had tried over the course of his life. "I'd have to go with the eight layered lasagna I made once. It was absolutely perfect." He almost laughed, bringing up both his hands to show his pointer fingers meeting the tips of his thumbs, forming a perfect 'o'.
"Eight layers?" Maka's eyes went wide in amazement. "Why so many? It was only to feed you, Liz and Patti right?"
"Yes… We were eating on it for days. But why not eight? It's perfectly symmetrical in every way."
"Oh, right. It's symmetrical, how could I have forgotten?" Maka giggled, letting a now-rare smile grace her lips. "I'm more of a fruits and vegetable type of person myself."
"Well, I guess that's quite fortunate." Kid grinned. "I think we have a much better chance of finding fruits and vegetables than we do lasagna now days." He had to admit, the 'question game' had been the best idea he had had all day; not only was it slowly but surely improving their souls, but it also, in a way, was improving their friendship.
Maka nodded in agreement at Kid's last comment and let her eyes wander to the sky where she could just barely see the sun beginning to peek its ugly mug above the horizon. "So," She said in all seriousness after a small moment of silence. "What's our game plan for today?"
Kid thought on the question a moment. "You know, I'm not sure. Survive I suppose? I haven't really thought on it much."
"But what about the others?" Kid had a feeling he knew what she was really asking. What about Soul? Though she had yet to tell him what had happened back in the city, he knew the meister wanted nothing more than to be reunited with her weapon. Kid could defiantly sympathize, he couldn't deny the fact that every five minutes his mind would wander to thoughts on the well being of the twin pistols; but the fact of the matter was she was injured, unable to move anywhere, and he wasn't about to leave her there to fend for herself while he was out looking for the others.
"We'll find the others." Kid started, trying to find the best way to tell her to wait without upsetting her again. The blonde meister wasn't usually this irritable, as a matter of fact Kid generally liked being around her seeing as she had such a friendly and easy-going demeanor, but he knew the stress she was under and that was enough to make anyone easily irritable. He had to choose his words carefully. "We we'll have to wait until your ankle heals properly. There's no point in worsening its condition by forcing yourself to walk on it." Maka opened her mouth is if to protest, but thought better of it, Kid let out a silent sigh of relief and continued. "Just give it about a week and-"
"One day." She protested instantly.
"Four."
"Three."
"Deal. But you have to let me check on it and I reserve the right to add on an additional day if it's still swollen." Kid tested, Maka thought on it and hesitantly nodded in agreement. "Hey, that doesn't mean they won't stumble upon us. We'll just have to keep whatever soul perception abilities we can muster up on alert." The blonde haired meister nodded again, the same glazed look that had been in her eyes hours before beginning to return at the thought of her friends. Kid furrowed his eyebrows; No, he had just started to bring her back from that madness, there was know way he was letting her go back. Interrupting his thoughts, Kid almost laughed at the loud, obscene noise his stomach made, and it seemed to catch Maka off guard too. "Guess I'm a little hungry." He muttered, slightly embarrassed.
He pulled his backpack into his lap and plucked out a small box of protein bars, similar to the box in Maka's bag, and opened it, tossing a bar first to Maka then keeping one for himself. "Maybe we should ration these instead of eating a full bar." The girl mumbled, catching the bar midair, though he could faintly hear her stomach as well.
"We've had a bit of a rough night." Kid offered, opening his own bar. "I think it will be ok. Besides, once we meet up with the others we can scout for more food."
Really dry chapter I know. And I also know on top of a dry chapter, I'm a day late. I have no excuses, though I do promise the next chapter to be better. Quite a few reviews though, thanks you guys!
Replies~!
DeathTheKidsDinosaurRawr- This…. It can only mean one thing… mini-rotters have invaded your dresser O.O no, but in al honesty… The next few chapters shouldn't be 'scary'… But I make no promises on the one after the next (because I haven't written it yet ^^' )
Courage-Earthworm'8- Sorry, didn't really give you a reaction… Let's just say she rolled her eyes XD that seems like a very 'Maka' thing to do as far as the Maka in this story… I have kinda made her OOC, haven't I? But I mean, hell, I'd be OOC too if I was being attacked by zombies and was stuck with someone I didn't particularly like at the time…
Art n' Music- Yes! I had some people tell me they wanted fluff. I sorta threw it in their faces there :x I was laughing like a maniac while writing it though.
Mikaela- Good, then my illusion worked *rubs hands together* I was trying to set up the 'perfect romantic/awkward moment' only to let Kid ruin it XD though I don't think either one of them thought of it in a romantic way at the time, if you squint, I bet it'd be pretty cute. A guy tucking a girl's hair back behind her ears to make her symmetrical, when the guy sees symmetry as 'a thing of absolute beauty'? Maybe that's how Kid saw the gesture? Maka was just annoyed though XD
A puppy lover- Yes, yes I did. I enjoyed every minute of it XD but just as I say to atleast one person every time I upload a chapter; there will eventually be real cute/fluffy/romantic moments between these two. Eventually.
Checkred Brooke- Thank you, someone who sees the cuteness without the obvious fluff! And yes, this chapter is still more 'calm before the storm' type material; but trust me, the storm is brewing. Though I will say this chapter is a little dry and is a filler, I needed a chapter like that to introduce the question game, which is a real thing! I've actually played it before and it's a lot fun-er than it seems! Anyways, where was I going with this reply? Oh! Yes! Calm before the storm. Very much so.
Evilkatnyah- Though I can't comment on the first part of you review… I can honestly say I don't think Maka and Kid have any particular feelings for each other just yet. After this chapter here, I think we're doing good to call them friends who have agreed, more or less, to accept each others differences. Though they may not feel it now, I am glad to say they will eventually feel something for eachother… They just need a little help. Theres a bit of foreshadowing for you. ;)
A- Whoohoo! Someone who appreciates my love for horror! I don't know why, but when I try and write these gruesome scenes, I just can't stop myself. I feel the need to explain every little feature of the scene, I want the reader to feel the paranoia these guys feel. I want them to see the bodies get ripped to pieces right before their very eyes. I want them to understand the fear and urgency of a frenzied panic… Sorry. I went off a bit there. I'm just a weirdo who likes to write scary stuff :I
Thank you guys for all the reviews and encouragements, I promise the next two to three chapters will have some good shiz-nit stuff to happen.