Whaaa... I'm updating after about two years? Oh sweet baby Jesus. I'm not going to lie, I kinda lost the story plot, and yeah. Anyways I hope you're all well, I will try to update all my stories wooooo. The writing bug bit me, so hehehe. Anyways hope you guys are healthy and well.

Enjoy the chapter somewhat please~

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Although the gang were very used to the brawls that Maka and Soul had, they found it extremely unsettling that there was no sniping, sarcastic comments, crude sexual insults at each other that was the usual noise that filled their lunch hour. In fact it as if Soul and Maka never talked to each other; Maka was studying her textbook whilst listening to Liz's complaints of the day, whilst letting Patty and Tsubaki play with her hair. Soul was chewing mindlessly at his food as Black*Star was describing the basketball training to both Kidd and Soul, neither paying attention to the details. The noise of the other students from the other tables surrounding them built up, almost deafening them until a slam on the table, cut through the noise. Everyone stared at Liz's sound, watching her flip her hair angrily, and her nostrils flare, smoke almost coming out of them.

"Are you guys freaking kidding me?!"

"-" Maka ignored Liz, still writing her annotations in her textbook. Soul tried to kick her leg under the table, knowing full well that "Demon Liz" was emerging and he'd hate to admit it, "Demon Liz" made him shit his pants. However his legs were not long enough to reach, so he gave up, allowing "Demon Liz" to terrorise their group. A little bit of chatter from the outer tables made it to Liz's ears, her face went dark

"Katie you better be talking about Liz Lemon* in the grade above otherwise I'm going to shoot your fucking face off." Silencing the small noise of chatter instantly.

"Elizabeth calm down" Maka sighed, pushing her tightly braided pigtail behind her fist, as she continued writing her notes.

"Don't start using full names Maka... uhh.. Maka Naomi? Albarn."

"Not even close Elizabeth, now sit down before I close this book. You're making a scene." Maka chided Liz, still writing furiously, as if reprimanding Liz only required a fraction of her concentration.

"Well if you and Soul actually talked to each other like normal human beings then I wouldn't be screaming here."

"What's the difference anyways, you're always the loudmouthed demon bitch." Soul muttered under his breath.

"You want to say that again?" Liz threatened.

"No Madam" Soul squeaked out, as her face became all too close to his face.

"Now why haven't you and Maka made up after being locked up in the closet?!" She bellowed, and simultaneoulsy telling the whole school that Soul and Maka had been locked up in a closet. Where was the closet? Who cares, it was the two greatest enemies being admitted to having a secret, steamy closet session. Maka slammed her book close, and walked off furiously, pulling her neatly braided pigtails free, letting the thin tendrils spiral out. "Demon Liz" had reverted back, as she realised her mistake, however it was too late, the tables were buzzing even louder, but with the audible words of "Soul", "Maka", "closet sex" and words to that effect. Soul faceplanted the table as Black*Star and Liz were arguing over what had happened, whilst Tsubaki was trying to separate them, and Patty was trying to plait her own short hair. Kidd sat there as usual, chewing his food mindlessly next to Soul, as if nothing had happened.

Maka closed her locker, hearing the satisfying click that ensured the safety of her locker, walking away quickly outside to the old sports storage. She dumped her bag on the grass and started to slam her foot against the sturdy brick structure. At first her cries were weak, but as she became more riled up and energised her cries became howls, as she worked out her frustration, her pigtails swinging with force, but slowly her actions declined, she breathed in deeply to relax her, feeling the hot sensation of her feet warming up since she had been kicking hard at a brick wall.

What the fuck is happening? Me and Soul are acting so weird, and I don't know what to do. I don't know how to fix it. We don't even greet each other anymore, but school is so much simpler now. No more Soul and his stupid fangirls tracking me, and pissing me off, but do I want me and Soul to go back to normal? To go back to when we would insult each other until one of us crossed the line? It was so unstable, and time consuming, but now it's much calmer and allows me to concentrate on my studies. That's my goal I need to graduate to get to college and leave this crazy high school, and neither Soul or Kidd will take that away from me.

The bell rung clearly indicating that lunch was over, and it was back to classes. Maka picked up her bag walking calmly to her next lesson, unfortunately for her it was her worst class. Health Education, also known as sex education plus social studies. The DMWA was trying to save money, and the principle had the great idea of merging the classes, meaning that there would be less teachers needed for these separate classes, thus less money spent unnecessarily. Maka felt her body instantly become fatigue as she entered the dull classroom and sitting at a random table not caring who would be sitting next to her, because she wanted this hour of hell to be over. It was worse that her teacher wouldn't allow her to do other productive studies during her class, since the teacher had a very "active" approach to this subject. She knew she was a good five minutes early, and the teacher was always late, so Maka laid her head on the table, closing her eyes allowing the waves of relaxation and sleepiness to wash over her.

What seemed an hour, was actually fifteen minutes when Maka was forced to open her eyes when her most dreaded teacher cooed her name in her stupid, syrupy voice, it made Maka rather irritable and it took almost all of Maka's strength to not walk out of her class but since she needed all the credit necessary she would have to suck it up.

"Ehh Maka~ You know I don't like it when you nap during my lessons~" the annoying teacher reprimanded her sweetly. Which had actually translated to

If you keep napping in my lessons I'm going to sock you and use my authority powers to seem as if you're being bullied.

"Sorry."

"Sorry who?~" the teacher patronised, no one else really had a problem with the health education merged sex education teacher, because... well because all the students except Maka wanted to bone her. Even the girls were simultaneously jealous and admiring the teacher, so much that the teacher actually manipulated her influence over her classes. It was no surprise that her classes had the lowest disruption rates across the school.

"Sorry Miss Blair" she let out begrudgingly

"Nyaaa~ That's right, I forgive you Maka. To make it up to you I'll let you choose the next assignment"

"Why? Let someone else choose."

"I want you to feel included in this class, I feel like you isolate yourself and I want the whole class to feel like a family, nyaa~" She pouted, using her cuteness to persuade her class. Maka noticed the quick little smirk under the teacher's pointed hat as the whole class was turning on Maka.

"Fine Fine, what assignment do we have left?"

"I knew you would come around Maka! Nya! Well there is the egg- parent assignment, where you pair up, and look after an egg like a child. Or you can do a presentation on abstinence and using protection with a partner of your choice."

It was almost too easy for her, she quickly announced "Presentation." However she should have taken more care about the little smirk she had seen beforehand.

"Well I guess we have to do the egg-parent assignment. I think it's good to break out of your shell, Maka! You make great presentations and this should give you a good idea of parenting"

"You... You said I could pick"

"Ahh I never said what you were picking for, I only said an assignment"

"You lied!"

"Are you calling a teacher with a degree in her subject a liar?"

"-"

"That's what I thought. Now *claps* look to your partner on your table, meet your new temporary significant other!" Maka's eyes widened and hoped to God that she was made a single parent. However fate was cruel and she was met with the familiar face. The familiar face of Death. The Kidd.

"Can we divorce?" Maka called out.

"Well you'd have to file this paperwork and I will have to judge the the justifications. It has to be serious, such as drug abuse which would affect the safety of yourself and your child. If the reason is, because he doesn't spend enough time with you and your child, then I will lower your grade to an unimaginable low." Her voice lowered, to emphasise the seriousness.

"So how about an annulment?"

Maka headbutted her locker, school had finally ended and she felt like death. She wanted to cry so badly, why was God so cruel to her, what did she do in her past life to deserve this? She planted her ear buds, blasting some loud music, allowing her mind to focus on the lyrics. Until her music stopped, and was filled with loud ringing. She pressed the button to lower the volume and swiped across the touch screen.

"What."

"Is that how you really speak to your dearest husband?"

"Do you seriously want me to cut your fucking head off. I swear to-"

"Maka dear I don't think it would be wise to swear at me since I have to record the week, and since you're not on Miss Blair's good side, I would watch your language."

"What is it you want to ask me."

"Get in"

"I don't get into a stranger's car sir" she continued walking.

"We're not strangers, since we're married and have a child. Don't be silly." he reasoned non-nonchalantly.

"You're one to talk. I think you're taking this way too seriously and I have no idea why." Maka stopped walking, to look at her favourite diner from across her.

"Well come on, we can go for a traditional after school dinner, and have some good old family time" Kidd drove up in his infamous blacked out Cadillac, which Maka had dubbed "mafia boss car".

"If it's a traditional time, I guessing you're paying"

"See I knew we would get along."

And so they had an awkward dinner, Maka only replying to Kidd's questions abruptly and barely interacting with him. Maka almost felt bad for him, because she couldn't blame him for trying, but since Kidd's involvement in her and Soul's weird relationship, Maka had been on guard around him. She also noticed Kidd had become a bit more curt, but flirtatious. However he would barely talk to anyone but he seemed to be sassy with Maka as if it was nothing, which was extremely strange, Maka just couldn't put her finger on it.

"Well you can drop me off at my place afterwards. Thanks for paying"

"Where do you think you're going?"

"Home?"

"So you're going to leave your child alone with their father, even though the parents are not divorced nor committing adultery. I find that highly hypocritical of you Maka."

"-" Even Maka had to raise her eyebrows at that. Meow.

"So we either both go to your place or my place. I'm fine with either" continuing on without even blinking. Maka was surprised at how swiftly Kidd was moving with this conversation, she wasn't insulted when Kidd said that, since Soul had said worse, but it was still surprising and Maka had to adjust quickly. She didn't quite know if she should address the problem, or just ignore it.

"Eh..."

"So my place"

"I guess"

"Maka it's just an assignment, suck it up."

Pfft, that's what you say now. Oh now it's just an assignment. Psychopath.

They had driven to Maka's place and picked up some items and drove back to Kidd's place. They had quickly settled down, and had received emails from their teacher, leading them to a website where she had set up a clock that ended in a weeks time and they had to download it, and it would release notifications to feed their child, things that were normal for a looking after a newborn baby. At very realistic times. Maka just wanted to cry, as Kidd bugged her at ten at night to "feed" the child and then spend an hour burping the "child". Maka had spent a good three hours trying to find a loophole to cheat the system but her laptop got blocked from the site, and had received an email from her teacher, threatening her grade, and thus she let her fate happen.

After about twelve, Maka had passed out on Kidd's floor, her mouth agape. Kidd walked in, from the toilet and looked over at Maka's relaxed form. He sighed with a tired smile, Maka fell asleep with her algebra textbook on her face, and her slight fingers curling around the "child" on her chest. He picked up the egg and placed it on a holder on his desk far from danger. Plucked the incredibly heavy algebra textbook off of her face, to see a red mark on her face. He noticed that Maka hadn't changed into her pajamas.

"Hey Maka wake up, you need to change into your pajamas and brush your teeth" he told her, sitting next to her.

"-" She laid still, barely not moving at all. Only the slight movement of her chest of her relaxed breathing. Her pigtails had messily spread along the floor, the long thin ashy blonde tendrils greatly contrasted the dark carpet. Kidd picked up some strands, as if musing over something, starring off into the dark night at the full moon. Looked down at Maka, and picked at her thin hairbands, carefully untwisting the elastic so to not catch any of her hair. The shimmery sheen of long hair had covered the carpet, it was like a glossy waterfall reflecting the dull light of his light bulb. He repeated on the other side, trying not to creepily run his fingers through her shiny hair to get rid of any knots.

"Come on Maka, I untied your hair, you should get up now" Kidd told her again, his clear amber-yellow eyes gazed upon her, she still didn't respond. He didn't know why he kept trying to wake her up, she seemed so exhausted to the point she passed out, more like knocked out.

Was the situation with Soul that exhausting? Maybe Soul is more challenging than she thought. She has no idea what she's up against. Kidd poked Maka's cheek to wake her up, calling her name. After a good minute of calling her name and constant poking she finally responded somewhat. Her mouth twitched and wriggled in response and groaned in annoyance. Kidd looked at the timer to see that he only had thirty minutes until the next chore. He shook her shoulders to get her more awake to at least change her clothes. She stretched her neck to her a loud crack, she sloppily rolled over, it was almost as if she was drunk.

"Maka you need to change in your pajamas" She grunted in response, sitting up and slumping over, leaning her chin on the bed. Her eyes were closed, as she muttered darkly under her breath as she began to blindly take off her bra. Kidd turned away once he realised what was happening and decided it would best to leave her to it. He stood up slowly, but heard a small

"Help... Me" Maka mumbled sleepily, Kidd watched her struggle with unhooking the straps with one hand.

"Try both hands Maka" he was still blushing because she had to lift the back of her blouse and he could see her creamy pale back. Although he pretended to be bit more forward with his interactions with Maka, he was still a shy gentleman at heart. She gave a frustrated grunt and her arm went slack, and stayed still again.

"Kidd... Help" He stood still like a statue, sure he had accidentally walked in on Patty and Liz, but due to the sister's violent reactions those memories were hazy memories that Kidd never wanted back. And even though a lot of girls threw themselves at him, he never even touched a bra let alone unhook one.

He gulped, trying not to feel the heat of his blush, he took off his rings and carefully lifted up the back of the blouse and saw a strange contraption of material.

Why are there straps, and more straps? Why is it so much more complicated than what Black*Star describes? He said he can do them without even looking, and with one hand. Why is it so ridiculous? Is there like a youtube video to tell you how to take off a bra? Kidd looked around for his phone, and unfortunately it was turned off because it ran out of battery and his new charger hadn't arrived yet. And his laptop with the timer, it showed that he only had fifteen minutes left, it wasn't enough time, so he would just have to wing it.

He tried to somewhat "rip" the straps apart and found that it was a major mistake, it only made the straps stay on tighter. But he could barely fit his fingers under the straps since it was such a tight fit. He looked at the loops that weren't used and figured it out. Pushing the hooks up and out of the loops and the straps had surrendered. Kidd looked at the clock and he had 10 minutes left.

That took five minutes? No wonder girls take forever to get ready! How does Black*Star do this with his eyes closed, maybe he is a genius...

Maka let out a content sigh as she felt the release of pressure. Kidd looked frantically between Maka and the timer, watching the seconds tick over, he was always the stickler for time. He waited till the activity was released, leaving Maka with half her blouse up, since he figured he could stay up a little longer and wake up Maka as well.

The dull alarm alerted him the time and the activity

"Feed the child, burp it and put it back to bed. This will restart at 7AM" Kidd groaned, and picked up the egg and did what he was told and after about 45 minutes the egg was placed back into it's holder safely. Kidd felt like dying, he had to look after Maka and a fake baby, this was not what he thought it was cracked up to be. He expected Maka to be a great partner, and this parenting thing would be a piece of cake. But this whole ordeal was the perfect birth control.

This activity would be even more effective if they had a sleepy Maka. Then again I would get too jealous if they had Maka slumped on their bed and her bra undone.

Kidd gave up trying to wake Maka, and just tried to change her clothes as politely as possible. He didn't know how to start though... He saw the zipper of her trademark checkered skirt and undid it all the way down, until he saw some peculiar lacy pink panties peeping from behind the zipper. He stopped instantly, his face began to steam up and zipped her skirt back up.

I'm not ready for this, who am I kidding. I'm not like Black*Star, this isn't me.

He looked at her back, and saw the dents in her back. It looked so painful and sore, no wonder girls complained so much, they were constricted and it was cutting into them. He placed his hot palm on the dents, to see if would do anything, feeling her cold skin was rather nice. Maka agreed with Kidd's thoughts by letting out a deep satisfied sigh.

"Maka?" He rubbed her back a little more, his fingers feeling the grooves of her skin.

"Ahnn... Mhmm" she responded. Kidd face palmed, trying not to let his embarrassment show.

"Ahnn.. Kidd" she whined, leaning on the other side of her face, to see a happy, mischievous smile. Kidd continued "rubbing" her back, until he heard her groan "Kiddd" elongating, as if wanting. His face felt incredibly hot, and steam coming out of his ears, he rarely felt like this, but he knew it only happened around Maka.

No.. No Kidd don't get ahead of yourself. She's half conscious she's just confused. Don't get so complacent.

Kidd decided on a solution; he supported Maka at the her back and laid her down again on the floor. Got the luxury fluffy duvet, quickly covered her and turned off the light and snuck into his bed. He rolled up in his duvet like a cocoon, ignoring that Maka was groaning his name about fifteen minutes ago, ignoring his desire to put her into his bed and continue rubbing her back.

This is only a temporary situation, only for education. Don't complicate things Kidd, it's not time yet.

He rolled over to look at Maka, tucked under the blanket, she was simply so serene, he wished that she wasn't so guarded when she talked him. He knew it was the result of freaking her out when he intervened, he was doubting if his actions were right. He decided to meet with his father sometime soon to discuss the current situation, perhaps to find a wholesome solution to all their problems.

He watched Maka snore lightly, and roll over. She seemed to be fumbling with her lower body.

Oh god no. No. She doesn't right?

Kidd had a spontaneous nose bleed, trying to clear his heads of the stupid idea of Maka... Maka... Then he saw the back of her head facing him, making him realise she must be trying to unzip her skirt. She was trying unzip her skirt... He nosebleed dried up easily after realising his mind was making up crazy ideas. He could hear her tugging at the zip, and hoped to god she wasn't struggling.

"Ahnnn... Kidd.. Help~" she whined, it was as if she knew what to say to make him submit... subconsciously. Which was frightening for Kidd.

Yeaah... about this... I'm so sorry. I'm sure I disappointed you guys, but I'm trying to get Kidd incorporated a bit more, because it's all about Maka and Soul, which it should be, but I want Kidd to have a pretty good chance. Next chapter should be explaining what happened between Soul and Maka in the last chapter, but Kidd is somewhat involved, and of course he as to know what happened as well.

I hope this should make Kidd x Maka a worthy ship? Anyways this is what was in my mind, and I didn't want to jump from Soul and Maka angry at each other, then suddenly realising. I also really really want Kidd to be involved, because I don't want Maka to fall for Soul when he's a douchebag 95% of the time. I also wanted Kidd to be interesting, since I have a bad case of second-lead syndrome and want to give the underdogs a chance.

Also this health education, egg parenting thing, is something I watched in some American tv shows and searched up, since it's not done here in the UK. So forgive me if I got it wrong, I tried to adjust as best as possible.

In addition just take this chapter as my way of paving some foundation for a Kidd x Maka relationship, and add some substance to it, instead of Kidd awkwardly coming in. Consider this as a start of me adding substance to this relationship.

I hope this was enjoyable? I will definitely update, but I will not set a time limit lol

Enjoy your day

Sorry for the mistakes.

Review please and tell me what you think. I seriously need help with some of this.

Many thanks

Chang

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