Four years later...
Lord Death P.O.V.
"I am clearly the best student here!" Miyu boasted. "Kid, your the lesser twin!"
"WHAT! No way sister! I am the best, clearly, because I have the Sanzu lines, and you don't, ha!" Kid argued back, showing off the three white lines, contrasting against his black hair.
"Ok! Enough arguing! Your upsetting little Maka!" I ordered, watching Kami attempt to calm down the three year old. "Now Miyu, Kid, you know you two are both the best at the acedemy, due to the fact of being Reapers. Kid has the Sanzu lines because genetics I guess. I am not sure, your better off asking the professor, Stein. Or our other teacher who might know, Ms. Ferro."
"But what about Weapon partners! Everyone else has them, are we supposed to find ours soon?" Miyu asked impatiently, this topic has come up quite often lately.
"I am assigning Marie to help you with that. Other than me, she probably knows you best, and she can devote more time than I can. Marie, can I talk to you privately?" I said to them all.
Miyu and Kid had grown up quite a bit. They were now both twelve, and very teenagerish. Miyu and Kid were the same height, but vary in appearances by quite a lot. Miyu has very long reddish black hair, large red eyes, and a small delicate nose. Kid had a more manly look, with short black hair (white Sanzu signs on the left side of his head), and gold irises. Miyu was impulsive, and very stubborn. Kid was still laid-back, but gained a bit more confidence the older he got. When I wished all those years ago for a safe and happy future, it has been that way so far...
"Sir? Lord Death? Excuse me?" Marie said, waving her hand in front of my mask.
"Sorry Marie, zoned out there, anyways. Do you have any ideas about weapon partners for these two?" I wondered, looking at the gentle woman.
"Maybe Isamu? He is a quiet but brave boy. He would balance her out because he plans before he does, where Miyu just goes for it. Isamu is the complete oppisite of Miyu, they would balance. He is thirteen, and he turns into a scythe. Kid, I have no idea. I am lost for thoughts." Marie explained, and I felt a weight lift off my chest, Miyu taken care of, Kid will find his weapon partners eventually.
"Ok, can you take Miyu to meet Isamu? I have to go talk to Ms. Ferro. I am going to bring Death the Kid with me, he has had something on his mind lately, maybe she can figure it out." I finished, and Marie nodded. "Kid, Miyu? Can you come here?"
"What's up Dad?" Miyu asked, and Kid just waited.
"Ms. Marie will be taking you, Miyu, to see a potential weapon partner, Isamu. Kid will be going with me to talk to Ms. Ferro, Marie suggested she maybe able to suggest someone for you?" I asked my children, who agree with the ideas.
"Spirit, can I leave you in charge of the business in here?" I call out, and he salutes mockingly, and I threaten to Reaper Chop with actions of my hands. He just chuckled.
We part ways, Kid and I making simple conversation until we hit Ms Ferro's room, listening as things banged and crashed. Kid and I share a look, and I knock on the door. Ms. Ferro opens the door, and I take in her appearance.
"Come in, come in. Where the heck is that damn paper?" She shouts over her shoulder while running back to routing through piles upon piles of paper.
"Ummm, Dayna, what are you looking for?" I ask cautiously.
"A...note Justin gave me." She blushed and turned to us. "Now sir, what can I do for you?"
"Death the Kid wants a weapon partner, and I was wondering if you could help. After all, you are an expert in soul resonance, partnering and compatibility. Also, that mental health degree and doctorate might help us figure out what he needs." I told her, and she looked thoughtful.
"There are three I could narrow it down-"
"Can I have two?" Kid broke in, and then looked ashamed of his outburst.
"Two weapon partners? It's possible, with you being a Reaper and all, but why do you need two?" Dayna asked curiously.
"I feel more balanced and more symmetrical that way."
"Sir, could you step out for a minute, I need to ask Kid some questions." Danya asked over her shoulder, while leading Kid to a desk.
I stepped out, and waited beside the door, a few students stopped by to talk, and I acted normal as usual. Little did they know I was so worried inside, what was wrong? Why have they been in there so long? Calm down Death, your sounding like a whiny father. I am his father though!
My thoughts were interrupted as Danya opened the door a touch and motioned me in. Kid was still sitting at a desk, staring into space.
"Sir, I don't know how you will take this, but your son is suffering from OCD. It's just the beginning stages, but I cannot prescribe medication due to the fact your son is a Reaper. His body would just reject it." Dayna whispered to me.
"What can I do to help? Is there anything?" I was so worried about him.
"The best right now, by my guess as a mental health doctor, is to do as he wishes. The best thing to keep it under control at the moment is get him two weapon partners. Hopefully, they can help balance him out, control his OCD. The best thing at the moment is to create an atmosphere of symmetry, as his mind seems to think is perfect and must be so. OCD is a chemical imbalance in the brain, hopefully, giving him a environment of perfection might be able to make it go in reverse. That's my hope, I want him to come back to me every week to talk, and it's best to let those closest to him know. He knows that he has it, I am just hoping that we can make it go in reverse." Dayna suggested, and I turned to Kid.
"Kid, I love you for who you are ok? And we will beat this! I know we can do our very best to try. I will help you, Miyu will, Dayna will help. I want you to know I will do everything in my power to help you, and I love you, even if you do have OCD." I placed a gentle hand on his shoulder, and pulled him in for a hug. "Now, lets go to the death room and make a battle plan on how to kick OCD's ass ok? And you can come to me or Dana anytime, remember that. Now lets go!"
Death the Kid nodded numbly, and we walked out, my arm around his shoulder comfortingly. I looked back and nodded my thanks to Dayna, who waved. She really was a very intelligent girl, I am glad she teaches here.
I may have gone planning to get Kid a partner, or now two partners, but thanks to Dayna we figured out why Kid seemed down all the time. We walked back to the Death Room, ready to tell all what we learned, and how they can help.