(Death the Kid)
The footsteps of the target quickened as it took its next victim. An old man who had happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time met his end painfully slow.
.MORE, MORE!!!" The human with the soul of a Kishin egg bellowed as it slashed its victim with scythe like hands. The old man's body unraveled as it was replaced with a pool of blood and a light whitish blue orb of light. A human soul.
The tainted human greedily consumed the soul without a second glance on who was coming up behind it.
That's when Death the Kid struck.
After patiently waiting in the dark shadows surrounding the alley of Death City, he leaped and pulled out his twin pistols. The two silver weapons gleamed in the moonlight, he flipped over the Kishin egg and faced it, topaz eyes narrowed, his perfect even hair slightly lifting in the wind.
"Slash the murder is it? Your soul has become a Kishin egg, and now
you die." Kid explained bluntly, he squeezed the triggers on his pistols at the same time, releasing identical bursts of soul power.
It hit the Kishin flat in the chest, destroying it until all that was left was a silently glowing red orb.
Even with the Kishin dead, Kid was furious. He yelled in frustration and slammed down the twin pistols on the cold floor.
Kid raged, "DID YOU SEE WHAT JUST HAPPENED?!?" The two pistols glowed as two teenage girls appeared, one that was tall and had a cool disposition and long hair and another that was short with barely shoulder length hair and a cheerful attitude. They both wore the same outfit, white hats with a red trim, a red shirt that hugged their chests, a short black tie, and shorts that matched with red boots.
They're names were Liz and Patti.
Liz rolled her eyes, "What did we do now, Kid? We did what the mission asked for, kill 'Slash the murder' a turned human that strayed off the path of humanity."
Patti giggled, "Its body went splat! Can I eat the soul this time, kid?"
Kid rubbed the bridge of his nose in irritation, "No Patti, you have one more soul than your sister remember? It must be perfectly split up! But that's not the problem here!"
"Well please, enlighten us before you have another nosebleed and pass out."
Kid sighed, "When I fired you off at the same time
" He pointed an accusing finger at Liz, "YOU released your energy exactly 1.3 seconds after your sister!"
"So? SO?!? It wasn't perfect you twit! It was in the least of amount of symmetry I have even see, it was nearly as bad as that decaying Pharaoh
well maybe not, but this comes at a close second!" Kid ranted as he waved his arms in angry circles.
An anger vein popped onto Liz's head, "Don't talk symmetry to me, look at you!" Kid paused in his rant to raise an eyebrow, "What?"
Patti giggled and pointed at Kid's shirt, "You missed a button when you got dressed Kid, it's all uneven!"
no, I didn't. I couldn't have!" Kid looked down and saw that they were right. His perfect jacket, with exactly three stripe shaped buttons, and three stripes on each shoulder was lopsided, with a hole that was empty and needed the button that was hanging uselessly.
Kid's left eye began to twitch as his eyes had a glazed look. "N-N-N-N-N-N-N"
big sis, I think he's going to lose it."
"Oh shit, hit the deck!"
Liz and Patti slammed themselves down on the ground as Kid literally went ballistic. He pounded his fist against a wall and slunk down on the ground, still pounding the wall.
"NO! I'm a disgrace! I'm IMPERFECT! I'M REAPER SCUM! I'M UNSYMMETRICAL, I SHOULD BE DEAD!!! GAAAAHHHHH!!!!!! SOMEONE KILL ME, I CAN'T EVEN STAND TO LIVE!!! WAAAAAHHHHH!!!!!" Kid wailed as he ranted, he slammed his head against the wall, creating tremors that shook the alley, before he had a nosebleed and slumped backwards.
Patti looked up cautiously and laughed, "Hey sis, its safe now! Hee, hee, Kid had a nosebleed again!"
Liz exhaled in relief and sat on her knees, "Phoo
I really hate it when he does that." She looked at the unconscious Meister and frowned, "Hey
"Ever think a reaper gets lonely?"
Patti cocked her head to the side cheerfully, "What do you mean, big sis?" Liz blinked slowly and stood up, "Well
we both know that Kid hardly gets out much, and he seems to be having his perfection tantrums a lot lately, and isn't it a bit unhealthy for a sixteen year old Death Reaper to be doing that?"
Liz continued as she scratched her chin, "Come to think of it
he never really hung out with anyone besides us
and that one time when everyone had to team up to defeat the Kishin under the academy was one of the rare occasions that he did. Of course we've been extremely busy, what with all the new Kishin eggs popping up everywhere, but still
Well there was that one time when he talked to Maka, but it was normally about homework and that situation alone made both Meister's uncomfortable. What do you think Patti?"
Patti poked Kid's face, "Eh, eh, eh." She giggled.
Liz sighed, "Patti
Her sister looked up from poking Kid's face and smiled, "Why don't we just ask Lord Death if reapers get lonely?" Liz shrugged, "It's worth a try, come on, grab Kid and let's find a store front window."
Patti giggled as she dragged Kid's unconscious form behind her, following her sister. "Ok!"
----Half an hour later----
"Try again sis!"
Liz sighed, "I already wrote the number and recited the rhyme, what else can I do? He's not responding. Ugh! If I had eight cents for every time we were in this type of situation
At the sound of his favorite number, Kid's eyes snapped open and he sat upright, clutching his head.
Damn that hurt, what's going on?" Kid asked. Liz frowned, "We're trying to contact your father, you mind helping?"
Kid shrugged and stood after he stretched. "Fine."
He began to trace the phone number on the glass while he recited the poem, "42-42-564, whenever you want to knock on Death's door."
The glass glowed as tiny telephone rings sounded throughout the glass. Liz glared, "HEY! I did the same thing how many times! Why does it only work for you?" Kid looked at her blankly, "Only Meister's can summon my father, you would know that if you paid attention in class."
Liz glowered but said nothing.
Soon an image of Lord Death appeared on the screen. Same goofy mask and black robes. "Ya, ya, hey there kiddo how's the mission going?"
"Kishin egg has been collected father. Mission complete."
"Good, good. Now then if that's all-"
"Wait, Lord Death!" Liz called out. Lord Death paused and cocked his head to the side, "Eh?"
Liz exhaled, "Um
I was wondering if reapers got lonely, because
I think Kid's getting out of hand." Kid widened his eyes, 'What? Out of hand? ME? Please, she must be joking
Lord Death blinked through his mask, "Hmm
" He turned towards his son, "Say kiddo, can you leave me and your weapons to talk for a bit?" Kid frowned in surprise, "Huh? Father, why?"
"Come on kiddo, shoo." His father waved a large white hand in a shooing motion.
Kid skulked away so his two weapons and father could talk.
----Two hours later---
Finally, after two long hours, Liz and Patti walked up to him. Kid stood, a bored expression on his face, "Well? What did my father have to say?"
Liz and Patti both had cheerful expressions, "We should discuss it back at Death manor, Kid." They said at the same time.
Kid widened his eyes, "Um
alright." He called forth his skateboard as Liz and Patti changed themselves into weapons and flew into his hands. His board soared into the sky and made a beeline for Death manor. His weapons were unusually silent.
'I wonder what happened
----At Death Manor----
Kid placed his skateboard neatly on the shelf once he went into his tidy room, nothing was ever out of place, even the dust were in perfect symmetry.
He sighed and sat on his bed, throwing Liz and Patti's weapon selves in the air. The two girls appeared again and landed lightly on their feet. Kid blinked lazily at them, "So
what do you need to talk to me about you two?"
Liz frowned and crossed her arms over her chest. "Kid
you need to break out of this OCD habit of yours, and your anti-social one as well. "
Patti giggled, "Uh-huh!"
Kid widened his eyes, "OCD? I don't have that, are you both nuts? And I am NOT anti-social, don't you remember that speech I gave at the anniversary of the Academy festival?"
Liz shrugged, "Look Kid, we're worried about you. Your tantrums have been getting more powerful, and more pathetic for the cause to be honest."
"I don't get upset about every little thing."
"No, but last night you nearly blew up at your own dad for folding the toilet paper wrong."
"Hmph. Well he of all people should know that the toilet paper should be folded in a neat triangle at the end, it made the rest of the bathroom look off." Kid scoffed.
Patti smiled, "You know what you need?"
Both Liz and Kid looked at the younger weapon quizzically, Patti giggled as she bounced up and down. "You need a girlfriend!"
Liz dropped her jaw in shock, Kid merely yawned, "A girlfriend? What on earth is that? If it has anything to do with symmetry, count me in. We can pick one up at the supermarket, wait, is it a building? No, no, hmm
Liz sighed, "Are you serious? You have no idea what a girlfriend is? Do you even know Love?"
Kid frowned, "Um
Liz face palmed, "Guess I have to explain it." Patti smiled, "I'll help too!" The two girls sat on either side of the young reaper.
Liz cleared her throat, "Ok
have you ever been around a girl that made your knees weak, sent shivers up your spine, and make butterflies fly around in your stomach." Kid blinked, "That happened once, though I was staring off into space worrying if the painting was uneven."
"Well, Kid, Love is when you can't stop talking about that person, in your eyes, that person seems perfect."
Patti giggled, "Let's move on to the part where you smooch!"
"Patti, that doesn't come till later."
"We did that all the time to random thugs when we were the Thompson Sisters."
Liz blushed, "Don't bring that up now!" Kid became lost in his thoughts, 'Special person
special person. Hmm
perhaps this 'love' is a newfound type of symmetry?'
Sometimes all Kid thought about was strategy and symmetry.
Liz laid a hand on Kid's arm, he looked at her, 'Hmm
nope, nothing.' He then glanced at Patti, the blond haired girl flashed him a grin, 'Hmm
still nothing.' So, at least it was determined that he felt nothing for his weapons except respect. Rats.
a girlfriend is a female?"
unless you want a boyfriend?"
Kid screwed his face up in disgust, "No thanks
I think I would prefer a female."
Patti smiled, "Ok, sis, we have a mission, find Kid a girlfriend!" Liz smiled slightly as the two girls ran into their rooms excitedly, "YAY! This will be so much fun, Liz! Who should we set him up with?"
"Who knows and who cares? We just need to find someone who can stand him. Let's see
there's Blair, Tsubaki, Maka
" Liz's bored voice trailed off as the door closed behind them. Leaving the young reaper alone on his bed.
Kid frowned and tucked in his long legs as he ran his fingers through his hair, the side with the three even stripes.
He looked around and suddenly felt very empty.
For some time
he kind of hoped for someone that shared the same interest as him. Though he never got close enough to find out if they're really WAS someone he was compatible with.
But what was love? Was it something that combined the two people together like a weapon matching soul waves with its Meister? Kid got off the bed and went to the window, he threw open the curtains and inhaled the scent of night air.
His eyes lazily scanned Death City.
Until his gaze fell on a Meister training with her weapon. He was too far to be certain on who she was, though she looked familiar, maybe he had seen her at school?
The motions of the way she swung her weapon, in perfect slashes and whirling it in one hand at one point captivated the young reaper. He smiled to himself, 'How fascinating
who is this person?' He caught a glimpse of two long and even blond pony tails of hair, moonlight glistened off of the surface, turning it a light sliver.
Eventually, the female Meister stopped and allowed her weapon to change into human form. Only then did he realize that the weapon was a scythe. Kid widened his eyes, "Is that
Maka?" His heart started to pound in his chest, heat spread across his face. The person he was watching all this time
was the young Meister Maka? But this
this feeling was different, he felt like he was suffocating on his own air. Death the kid had never experienced this before and he started to freak out.
"LIZ! PATTI!!! I FEEL SOMETHING AND I DON'T LIKE IT! HELP!!"