Kid was able to avoid the subject of his 'previous relationship' for the entire weekend. That was enough time for him to get to school and get some time away from Ame, at least. She was so curious about it, probably because of how his father had worded it as 'ending badly.' Kid would have just called up a friend and asked to stay at their place for a while, but a weekend escape wouldn't have been near enough; he honestly didn't want to talk about it ever again. The only people who knew about it were his weapons and his father, and that's only because they were the only ones around to try and stop him back then. He should have listened to them. Stupid teenage rebellion!
Monday was the first day Kid didn't have to worry about it, but it was still on his mind. He felt bad about keeping it from Ame. Aren't boyfriends and girlfriends supposed to tell each other everything? Kid was so wrapped up in his own thoughts for once that he didn't pay attention to the lessons being taught. But two hours of gym classes passed, then it was time for lunch. Kid gathered his things together as Blackstar raced off to the cafeteria.
"That idiot," Soul sighed. "Doesn't he ever run out of energy?"
"You coming, Kid?" Liz asked rather impatiently.
"I think I'll eat alone today," Kid said. Liz narrowed her eyes.
"This isn't about her, is it?"
"Her?" Soul asked. He sighed and shook his head before putting a hand on Kid's shoulder. "Come on, Kid. I'll eat with you today."
"See you in class," Maka waved before leaving with the others.
Previous Relationships and New Faces; Want to Fight?
The two boys walked about two flights of stairs until they reached the fourth floor balcony. It was a good place to eat; it was secluded and it had a good view of the city. Kid and the others usually had lunch on the third floor balcony, which was larger and had more room for all of them, Ame included. However, since Ame was out of town today doing god-knows-what, they could just eat wherever they liked.
"So," Soul began as he sat down and unwrapped his lunch. "Did something happen on your date Friday?"
"No, we had a great time," Kid replied, grateful that Soul didn't jump right into the 'her' they were about to talk about. "But we hit a rough spot when Ame asked about a 'previous relationship' that father mentioned."
"You had a girl before Ame?" Soul asked in disbelief.
"Don't look so surprised about it," Kid scoffed. "It was a long time ago. I was on a mission and I ran into a girl. We started dating, that's all. She was actually the girl I was sent to kill, so you can imagine how it turned out. After I convinced Father to let her go, she stabbed me in the back and left me. However, now when I think about it, especially since I'm dating the purest creature on earth, I can't help but think about how she had her way with me."
Soul choked on his food. "You're not a virgin?!"
"Why are you so surprised to hear that?!"
"I don't know, I know you're mature, but you're so socially inept. I mean, you practically had 'virgin' tattooed on your forehead. But I still don't see the big deal. It's not like Ame will judge you or anything."
"That's what you think," Kid sighed. "I just don't want to disappoint her."
"Well, have you ever considered that maybe she already knows? What if she found out from somebody that did know? Like your dad or Liz? Patti wouldn't know any better than to tell her. That wouldn't look good, Kid. Admitting something like that is better than letting her find out for herself. In any kind of partnership, you have to be able to trust each other."
"You're completely right, Soul. I just don't know how to tell her."
Soul thought over this. Kid was always so eloquent when he spoke to anyone, usually. Ame somehow rendered that ability useless and created a much simpler form of speaking for him. It was noticeable after a while. I mean, he'd simply asked her 'Will you be my girlfriend?' Sweet and simple.
"Just tell her what you told me the next time she asks. She'll have questions, just be sure that you answer them truthfully, whether or not she understands."
"Thank you, Soul," Kid nodded.
Kid decided that he would tell Ame, but in private. As soon as they got home, he would send Liz and Patti out so he could be alone with Ame. School finished with little event and he was walking home with the girls, Nagi and Rin. He was perfectly confident with his answers. Until something happened.
Ame suddenly stopped walking, her ears perking up and her eyes scanning the perimeter.
"What is it, Ame?" Kid asked. He looked up as a beautiful flute song began playing on the breeze. A figure with long, blond hair wearing a scarlet kimono of sorts was perched on the roof of a nearby building. He was playing the flute and gazing directly at Ame. Ame gasped.
"So we meet again," the figure said, lowering the flute from his lips. He spoke in an oddly French accent. "Okami Amaterasu! Now that I have finally found you, you should know that you are a hard person to find. Are you a coward for evading me so?"
"Kid," Ame scoffed. "Take a hike."
"Will do," Kid said, walking away with Liz and Patti. This was her fight, and he could respect that.
"Need any help, sis?" Nagi asked.
"No, this is between me and him."
"Too bad," Rin shrugged and walked away. Ame shifted to her wolf form and turned to the figure once more, lowering herself into a fighting stance.
"I see you're ready to prove me wrong. Tres bien," the boy laughed. He lifted his flute. "Pillowtalk!" The flute suddenly transformed into a glowing sword. "Come at me!"
Soul Eater
Ame growled and lunged for the roof. The figure dodged her attack, landing on his feet delicately on the ground below.
"The way he moves is almost ethereal," Kid said. "Could he be one of the gods? No, that's impossible. His soul wavelength isn't as… pure."
Ame turned around, took her sword in her mouth, and charged at the stranger again. This time, he blocked skillfully, throwing a few hits as Ame's rhythm broke. Ame threw her head back, and the other was thrown back a few feet.
"He's good," Liz said. "Formidable, I mean. I wonder what he wants with Ame."
"It's been too long since I've tasted your power," he sighed, sheathing Pillowtalk. "Ma Cherie."
"Waka!" Ame exclaimed, shifting to human form and running towards him, this time in joy.
"Oh, it seems they know each other," Kid blinked. Ame embraced the stranger, whom she called Waka.
"It takes two to tango, ma Cherie," he said before he twirled her in a small circle. Kid deadpanned.
"Looks like you aren't the only one with a previous relationship," Liz giggled.
"This isn't funny, Liz!" Kid snapped, walking towards Ame and Waka as calmly as he could. "Ame, do you… know this guy?"
Waka looked up and pulled away from Ame. His eyes were an amazing sea-glassy green, just like Ame's left eye. He straightened, keeping one hand in Ame's. Kid noted that Waka was even taller than him, which made Ame look like a dwarf in comparison.
"Forgive me," he said. "I guess we could try a more traditional Western dance. Uhm, you there! Beautiful girl!"
"Me?" Liz pointed to herself unsurely.
"I think this man would like to square dance with us!"
A moment of awkward silence passed over the group. Kid turned to Ame with a reserved expression. Ame recognized that look; Kid was angry, just too polite to say so.
"You don't know what you're talking about," Ame stated matter-of-factly, shaking her head once and folding her arms to rest her chin on her raised hand.
"Ame, would you like to introduce me to your friend?" he asked calmly.
"Yes, Waka, this is the son of Lord Death, Death the Kid, and Kid, this is the last member of the Moon Tribe, Waka."
"Enchante," Waka said with a bow.
So this is Waka, Kid thought. Wait, he couldn't be the Waka from the battle of Orochi over a thousand years ago?
Waka laughed, as if he knew what Kid was thinking. "I am merely a descendent of the first of the Moon Tribe to walk this earth, which makes Amaterasu and me cousins."
"We only see each other every once in a while. But we're like two peas in a pod, even if he is a hundred years older than me," Ame giggled.
"I see," Kid cleared his throat. He didn't say how much the situation bothered him. Ame had all the memories of the past Inochigami; the first Amaterasu was intimately involved with a member of the Moon Tribe. How was he sure that Ame didn't have feelings for Waka? "Forgive my rudeness. I see you two are very close."
"You must have some significant relationship with Amaterasu too, yes?" Waka turned to Ame for clarification. Ame held up her left hand and twirled her fingers.
"He's my fiancée," she whispered.
"Tres bien," Waka smirked. He put his hand on Ame's head for a moment. Kid hadn't noticed how fast Ame's tail was wagging. She was a little too happy to see him….
"Not jealous, are you, Kid?" Nagi taunted him.
"Shut up, you!" Kid finally snapped.
"All this time I thought you were gone," Ame said. "I thought you returned to the Celestial Plain."
"And miss a front seating for some of the best battles in history?"
"Wait, you were watching us fight?" Kid asked.
"I saw you battle the Demon Lord," Waka replied, examining his nails absentmindedly. "Quite a sloppy attempt, I'd say."
"Sloppy?!" Kid demanded. "And what do you mean 'attempt'? We destroyed that fox wench."
"Oi, you defeated Ninetails the Kitsune. However," Waka raised his flute to point at Kid's chest. "The Demon Lord still lives! He is like Death himself; whenever he dies, he is reincarnated. It's only a matter of time before he returns."
"He's right," Ame said grimly. "Even if we live peacefully for the rest of our lives, our children, or grandchildren, will soon have to rise up and face the Demon Lord again.
"That is what makes up the Holy Trinity," Waka said. "Life, Death, and the Demon Lord. However, with the world's top threats like the Spider Queen and Ninetails defeated, there are few bodies powerful enough to host such an evil force. You two did well in your few years."
"Thank you," Kid said, grateful that this idiot could finally find something nice to say.
"So, Waka, are you going to stick around?" Ame asked. Kid smirked. If Waka was worth anything, he would know that Ame was trying to guilt him into staying. Waka chuckled softly.
"I'm sorry, Ame, but I must move on. I promise one day I will bring you with me, but for now, you have to watch over Death City."
He rubbed between her ears again and Ame started to pout. Her eyes seem to say, quite simply, 'When are you going to fulfill that promise?'
"I must leave now," he said as he started to float on the breeze. Literally, who even does that anymore? "And so, adieu!"
"Good riddance," Kid scoffed. He looked up at Ame as Waka drifted out of sight.
"Ame? Are you okay?"
"I miss him already," she said calmly. Kid put an arm around her, suddenly feeling guilty about rejoicing in Waka's departure.
"Come on," he said. "It's late. Let's go home. I'll order take-out tonight."
Another chapter up. This is chapter three now, right? Wow. But I don't think this fic will be nearly as long as the last one. I just… felt like there was more do be done between Ame and Kid. I mean, he finally asked her out, you know? Anyway, tickle that review button if you feel so inclined and I'll see you later!
By the way, something I forgot to mention, Waka is a prophet, so he can see premonitions. Just like in the game, but I'm just clearing that up anyway.