Maka POV
I was a little scared, but confident at the same time. Kid needed a better score, and so did I. We could help each other! I just needed to explain this to Kid.
"Hey Kid!"
He stopped walking, and turned to face me.
"Yes, Maka?"
"Umm, You know how neither of us really got the test score we wanted, and I was just thinking that maybe we could team up,and be study partners, so on the next test we could do better and-"
"Sure, why didn't you ask me sooner?"
Darn. He had agreed pretty easily. And I was still mentally rambling.
"...Ok, so do you want to meet in the library after school tomorrow, then? I'll bring a study guide."
"Sure. And if you need anything, just ask! Well, I'll see you in class."
Shiz, that was both easy and hard.
"Boy, am I lucky I caught him after school. It would be so awkward to have to go to his house and ask." I mumbled to myself.
I turned and walked home, and straight up to my room. After opening the door, I found Blair sitting on my pile of notebooks. The surprise: she was reading them.
"Blair, why are you reading those notebooks?"
She jumped up, scared out of her skin. I guess she hadn't noticed I was there.
"I want to help you. I want to help you with studying until you can study with Kid." she said once she had gotten back onto the pile.
How did she know?
"I have friends... I have friends who know everything. That's how I know. But not the point. I think you need to read these doohickeys again." She motioned towards the notebooks with her tail.
"Who knows? Maybe it will be better if you already have some of the studying done before you meet up with Kid. Then there would be time for you guys to play." She hopped off of the notebooks, and left the room giggling.
That cat really confuses me sometimes. Really, really confuses me.
Kid POV
I wonder why she chose me? There are so many people out there that she could have chose for a study partner, and she chose me, the one who will most likely make her arrange her notes in a symmetrical order. I might annoy her to death!
I was back in my room again, fretting.
Maka was a nice girl. She was pretty, strong, and had a good soul. But she could be really confusing sometimes.
"Kid." *Knock knock* "Kid, can you come out now? You've been in there for forever."
Liz opened the door to my room, and sat down on the bed next to me.
"Kid, what's wrong?"
I guess I had to tell her at some point.
"Maka asked me to be her study partner, but I'm afraid that I'll be annoying, and make her mad. What if she does get mad? Will she hate me? What if she Maka-Chops me?"
Oh, crud. I sound like a blabbering kindergartener.
Liz POV
He looked so sad, like he was about to cause a disaster and nothing in the entire world could help him fix it. Also, he definitely had a crush on Maka, whether he knew it or not. So I decided to give him a few pointers and a pep talk.
"Kid, the reason she chose you is because you are you. You are a gentleman, and you know how to get things done. She needs someone as ridiculously nit-picky as you because she was only one question off, and needs help to be that much better. You can spot when something is just a centimeter off from perfect, so she chose you. And Kid?"
"Yes?"
"You probably will get Maka-Chopped at some point, but, she Maka-Chops Soul all the time, and he's still alive. So, You'll be fine."
Gosh, I hope she doesn't, or he'll have her redo it symmetrically.
"Liz?"
"Hmm?"
"Thank you." He smiled, hugged me, and ran out the door.
I'm glad that I can step in as the (almost) big sister.
Kid POV
Gosh, am I glad that Liz gave me that pep talk. I was thinking about just not showing up to the study session tomorrow, for fear that I would anger Maka. But if I stood her up, it would be the end of any friendship between us.
When I got downstairs, I found Patty coloring in a coloring book. She looked...sad.
"Patty, what's wrong? You can tell me."
She looked up, and back down again.
"I want to be friends with Crona, but he doesn't know how to deal with me. I.. it hurts. It hurts, but more than just my feelings. I feel really sad, right here." She pointed to her head, and then her chest.
Oh, I get it. She liked Crona, but he couldn't stand the pressure of being around her yet.
"Patty, maybe Crona is still afraid that he'll hurt people. Maybe he just doesn't want to hurt you, like he did so many others. And maybe you should give him some time to adjust to this world, and tone it down a bit. He's still fragile. And also,"
"Hmm?"
"Why don't you talk to Liz about this? She's much better at helping than I am, and should know just what you should do. OK?"
She put down her crayons, and smiled. "OK."
She ran up the stairs to Liz's room. "Onee-Chan? I need to talk to you." A door closed behind her.
I looked down at the picture she was coloring, and saw that (of course) it was a giraffe. But the special part was that she had drawn her and Crona into the picture with it.
She really was a sweet little girl at heart.
I hope I can be as sincere as her.
A.N. Sorry that it was mostly fluff, but that's what shipping fanfics are for! Wheeee! X3 Bye!