Sad to say everyone, The fanfic will not meet KiMa Week, (I am not really a writer) But nevertheless, I will continue it.
I am just... well, let say that we have our own lives and own things to handle.
But, KiMa Week already ended too TnT.
Day 3: Art
One (repeating) Word: Scrap. Scrap. Scrap. Scrap. Scrap. Scrap.
Dating with a Teddy
I thought he had forgotten about me, I thought I was would be a new face for him, I thought he would act cold and arrogant to me like how he treats the other beautiful ladies that have eyes on him. But I was wrong, when our eyes met; it had shined more than gold on a crystal clear river. He didn't hesitate to walk over, he had smiled brightly, but when I acted that he was a stranger to me, I could see how his heart had fallen. I was brave enough to criticize his way and go against him. Leaving him apologizing to the women who admires him, I thought that was the last time we will see each other. 'That is what I thought.' Closing my eyes, I recalled what had happened earlier.
"Prince Death the Kid, may I please know where are we?" "We are in the most elegant and symmetrical restaurant in the country, are you not amazed at its symmetrical beauty? Because I am not." "Why not?" The place was a blinding white and gold, Chandeliers hanging on the high ceiling, small water fountains sculptured with a mermaid at the each corner of the room, pouring crystal clear water from the pot they are holding, and the vines of a rose traveling on the small table like column it is placed. "Because, I find your beauty more breathtaking." The walls were white with the palace skull in between and the tiles designed like the stone you find in the garden, leading a path where the main attraction lies. "Then why did you bring me here?" "Because of this…" He had guided me to the center, my gaze fixed on his enchanting eyes, he was taking me whole, drinking me in like what I was doing to him and when he turned his gaze from mine, I followed it. An angel is lying peacefully in the arms of a man, but her heart was stabbed with a golden spear, her hair was cascading down like a river and her gown a falling 'till it reaches the ground, like a blanket covering the flower field. The man that is carrying her was down on one knee, in his right hand is a heart. The heart of the angel, inside was a small candle, making the illusion it was still beating and alive. At first sight, one would think this is dark for such a light garden-like-restaurant, but when I saw their faces, I melted. Her eyes are closed, her long lashes touching her cheeks making me envy with her beauty. Her nose was small and her heart shaped lips curved up into a warm smile. She seems to be sleeping in the arms of Death, but somehow I felt that this was her wish; Death. The man, his face was handsome; his lip thin yet full, he was giving a small warm smile to the angel in his arms. But, with all of that, what had caught my attention were his eyes; he was crying. His eyes were staring down at her lovingly, he was staring at her like she was the only thing that gave him happiness, that gave him reason, the warmth in his cold path and his light in his darkness night. In the corner of his eyes were pearl like tears streaming and falling down his handsome face, falling to meet the angel's cheek, like how he had fallen for this beautiful angel. It appeared that this was also a fountain, for how a statue was crying small droplets of tears.
"Maka~ Mon Ange~" He called out my name, snapping me from my thoughts of the earlier time. "What is it?" "Grumpy Bunny~ Let's go to the park, I know that will cheer you up." "No." No, just no, I don't want more feels this day. I know he wants to show me love, make up from the time that was lost, swift me off my feet, enchant me with his flowery words full of promises and love. But no, There is more things I need to pay attention too than this so called feelings of a lover. I only agreed upon this date in the hope to gain peace and time to train further, not in my mind, I thought of going out with this childhood sweetheart of mine. Nevertheless, it was still useless since he had dragged me towards the park. 'He will do anything to get his way… he hasn't changed one bit.'
"Did you know Maka, Cupcake. That for some immortals; the greatest form of love is killing them, while for some is giving them your life." "Kid…" "This statue, fountain you may say, is called 'Given Chance'. "Given Chance?" "Because, Death was given a chance to love while the Angel was given the chance to die." "Kid... what are you, trying to say?" He had smiled softly, turning to face me, he closed his eyes and move his face close to mine. I closed my eyes, thinking he would kiss me, but when I felt his warm soft lips on my forehead, I stared at him. "Isn't it obvious Maka? I thought you were smart. Haha."
"Kid, why did you bring me there? To that place? That restaurant?" "Hmm? So we could eat. I know you love chocolates." The statue like fountain was beautiful, it was indeed a masterpiece and a work of art. Until I notice it was circled upon rows and plates of food, food of different kinds and from different countries, foods I had never tasted before that almost caught me drooling over it. I was about to grab a piece of a fried cauliflower dip in egg when I noticed the four chocolate fountain surrounding the statue. "Ahaha, the face that you made when you saw those chocolate fountains is a memory I will never forget, hahaha." My face heated up, It was embarrassing, I knew I looked like a kid eyeing those chocolate fountains. "Well, normally, in events, the chocolate fountain is hidden, or at the far corner of the buffet table and only one. But this, it is four and at the center! And the chocolates were really tasty." "Mhm. But, I know something more delicious." 'Something more delicious than chocolate?' "What is it?" Then, with a swift move, his warms lips had pecked a kiss on my nose, making me freeze yet my cheeks warm. I only thought a kiss on the nose will be enough, but he had moved further, not only kissing my lips softly but licking my lower lip, and tugging it afterwards. Now I knew I am completely taken aback, he had kissed me in public,and maybe done something more in the sea of people, where so many eyes watching us. Even if we had dressed like the commoners around us, it is still undeniable that he is the prince with his three stripes. "You~"
"You know, you didn't have to slap me in front of so many people." He whined, while rubbing the maple leaf print in his right cheek. "You deserve it!" "I was being sweet." "It is P.D.A Kid, P.D.A: Public Display of Affection. - !" I am ashamed, I am a warrior of the palace, I must be strong, brave, courageous, smart and alert at all times. But when I am with him, I always turn out to be the little girl I was before. His firm arms had wrapped around my waist, pulling me closer to him and making me squeak as we head our way back to the castle ground. "So? I want everyone to know you are mine and I am yours, is that bad my sweet pigtail bunny?" I stepped on his foot, earning a held scream from this stubborn sweet man. Though I expected, he will let go of me and nurse his aching foot, he didn't. He just stood there trying to suppress his scream of pain. Lifting my foot once more, I planned to bring him another set of pain until a little girl in a kindergarten uniform came to us holding a canvass and small box where all of her coloring material seems to be. "Mister, Mister! If you would please, may I be given permission to draw—" "ahh, draw what you want, my dear young lady." I was surprised at how fast his recovery was, but I would be in the depths of depression if I find out that it is me who is becoming weaker. His arm had once and yet again touched me without my authority. At first, I thought he would hold me on my waist again, but I was wrong, because he had held me on my shoulder, then laying his head to mine while smiling at the little aspiring painter in front of us. I stuttered on what I was planning to say, daze on what will I do, but he had smiled at me and I found myself smiling as well. I feel I was in France, the City of Love with the situation we are in now, only this is for free and our painter is a little kid.
"There!" The little girl squealed with such excitement in her high pitch voice that made me cringe, it was fine though until I notice Kid laughing that earned another bump in his cranium. "Ouch.. My soon-to-be-bride-" Another hit, this man will never stop will he? "Argh, fine. Maka, Bunny. Look at what she had drawn." "Teddy Bear?" I blinked several times, I thought the little girl had drawn us, but instead it had drawn the teddy bear Kid was holding all the time at our date. "Nice choice, Amazing artwork my dear little girl." Without further Aude the little girl went off, back to a small group of kids wearing the same uniform as her. "Kid... What is that Teddy Bear? I've been meaning to ask." When I first saw him at my door, with that teddy bear, I thought he was going to give it to me, but he didn't. Throughout our date he was giving me so much things, earrings, flowers, chocolates, bracelets with our names embroiled to it, yet I was still waiting for him to give me that teddy bear. I looked at him and saw his handsome face had fallen into a frown, 'why is he sad?' "Death The Kid, is there something wrong?" "You have forgotten…" "Huh?" What I must have forgotten to bring him to this sad state, "You gave this to me, after your class… you said this is for me, that you thought of me when you are making this… that this is our child." He said with a puffed of his cheek. I don't remember anything he was saying until he had opened his mouth once more and told a memory we had once shared.
"Father, where is Maka?" I asked him, while I arranged this obnoxious bow tie or rather a bow wrapped around my neck. I would prefer a cravat then this huge thing suffocating me. "She is still at school Kiddo," "Why does she even go to school? She is smart already and doesn't need one like me." My father sighed, clearly not fond of how I am growing stubborn like this. "Because that is what she wants." "Fine." It was my Eight Birthday and father had once again held a party for me, but I never want to start a party without her. I don't why, but I just don't wanna. I puffed my cheeks, crossing my arms over my chest and stared at the ground while I am standing at the center of the ballroom. Trying to be patient as I wait for her. "Kiddo~!" I heard someone call out my name and based from that high pitched voice I knew it was her. I held my ground, I didn't dare to look at her and turn her way, even if everyone in this room knew I was waiting for her. "Kiddo-kun~!" She called once more and my resolve to resist her was growing weak, Puddle Pie, I am always weak when it comes to her. But I don't want to turn yet, I want her to hug me or pounce on me like how she always do when she sees me.
"Maka… I don't think that is Kid." Soul whined next to me, yawning at the same time. Soul, one of my best friends like Kid, but I like Kid a little more than any of my guy friends. "No, I know that is Kid! Look! He is the only one with the striped hair!." "But, what if it is just a mask or a hat or something? We are way up and almost can only see the tops of their heads." "We are only on the fourth floor." Today is Kid's Eight Birthday, and everything was so beautiful and pretty! But today… tonight, it seems like it is more like a ball than a birthday party. I knew that his favorite number is eight because of its symmetry and that means this day is twice as important and special to him. So I had spent all days and nights on sewing this teddy bear. I had done my very best to make sure it is symmetrical and he will appreciate it, I want him to have this because after a few months… I will be leaving to train with my mother to become a warrior. "Alright, prove to me that, that is the Kid you oh-so-love~" he teased me while sticking out his tongue that earned him of my famous Maka-chop. "Fine! I will!" Climbing over the railings until it had reached my waist, I placed my small hands dressed inside the white gloves to cover the bandages I got from sewing over my month. I inhaled deeply, preparing my lungs and myself for what I am going to say to catch his attention. 'hey, I am going to leave after all, it is a now or never.' "DEATH THE KID! I LOVE YOOOUUU!" I was about to hide under the railings like my friend Soul but Kid was just too fast, He didn't look at his surroundings, he had looked straight up at me after I had screamed my feelings for him. It was embarrassing, but what made it worst was that I was caught in the act since my hands are still around my mouth and cheeks to amplify my voice. I know my face was redder than Soul's eyes, which had only increased my sweating. 'Fudge, Move! Run and Hide right now Maka!' my mind screaming at me, scolding me with my craziness. But my body won't move, it was frozen and stiff as a rock. Soul was even controlling his laughter at my side and if I can only move, he was probably dead right now. I was slowly starting to shake when I saw the wide grin he had on his handsome face, his eyes were like big yellow marbles shining and he had positioned his hands like mine, mimicking me. "MAKA ALBARN – DEATH! I LOVE YOU TOO!"
"Where is the teddy bear there?!" I asked him, while I licked the Ice cream with my left hand since he was holding my right. "Oh, you gave it to me after I caught you." "w-what?" "after you said to the world your undying love for me, you ran off so I have to chase you all over the palace. The good thing is that your legs gave out since I was close to using my skateboard to chase you." "Then why didn't you use your skateboard in the first place?" He was staring at me, as I lick off the melting part of the ice cream that was trying to stain my fingers. It felt good and cooling over the hot morning and tiring afternoon. The Vanilla flavor washing away the taste of the thousands chocolates I had eaten. "Well, I thought you purposely wanted me to chase after you." "Now, why would I-!" I stopped when he took a bite from my ice cream cone, "Hey, Maka~ do you know, there is one more thing that is fun to lick?" He asked while I almost shivered at his voice but when he had licked my ear and whispered something I didn't want to hear. I am proud to say that the maple leaf print in his face was now symmetrical.