Chapter 1 - The 'Perfect' Morning

"Hmm... There. Perfect." Kid smiled to himself, trimming the plant one last time. He wiped sweat from his forehead with the back of his arm. He was in the process of making his garden perfectly symmetrical. The sleeves of his shirt were pushed up past his elbows, a precaution against the green stains that threatened at the fabric.
Maka took a quick step back, observing her afternoon cooking briefly, "Perfect." she breathed with a nod of approval. She set her apron aside, and unrolled her bunched up shirt from her elbows. Then shuffled the two plates to where Soul slept on the red couch.
Kid walked back toward a small, round, lawn table, it's presence a Viking ship on a sea of green, spying the glass of lemonade left possibly by one of the Thompson sisters. He picked it up gingerly, so as not to smudge the clear glass, and let the liquid flow down his throat, rejuvenating his senses. "Ahh." He sighed. Glass in hand, he paced to the back door of the mansion, to get the empty thing to the dishwasher.
Maka stood there, seconds passing as Soul continued his skipping snores. Her smile faded, her eyes narrowed with disgust, "Soul! Wake up!!!" her enormously loud kick flew him onto the tiled floor; but the warm plates were still placed, as if untouched on top of her palms.
Soul whipped his head around irritated, "What’s your problem?!!? That wasn’t cool at all!" He yelled, his arms waving through the air emphasizing his complaint.
Maka set the plates down quietly, sighed, and waited a moment longer, "Just eat already, would ya?!" she turned and sat in the empty couch, picked up a plate, and ate with no sound.
Soul looked up, annoyed.
Entering the kitchen, Kid set the glass in the silver dishwasher, directly across from one of the same style. He closed the door carefully, walking into the main room. There, he found his weapons, the Thompson sisters, each enveloped in their own pastimes.
Liz Thompson, the taller of the two girls, with dirty-blonde hair that flowed it's way down her cream-colored back, looked up briefly with half-lidded eyes before placing her attention back on the application of her second coat of mascara.
Maka's plate clanked as she set it down satisfied, "There," she sighed, "a peaceful meal don't you think Soul?" she looked over to the one person sitting beside her.
Soul hadn't left his eyes off the opposite wall the entire time, his eyes twitching now and then, still annoyed by her presence then.
The clock ticked by seconds of unwanted silence.
Maka looked around his face to see his actual expression. She stopped herself midway, noticing it then. Her eyes narrowed almost closed, "Hey, Soul, snap out of it already."
His head as if creaked around to meet Maka's gaze. Nothing changed.
More seconds passed...
Maka stood up and bent over to take the empty plates from the table, "Well I'm going to get Black Star and them, suit yourself not coming."
There was a momentary awkward silence as Kid stood in the doorway, then, realizing this, he moved to sit next to the younger sister, Patti Thompson.
"What're you doing?" Kid asked her, curious. There was nothing left to do after the garden was finished, and only for a brief moment did he consider visiting Maka and Soul. He realized that it was quite early and they would probably still be just waking up. So instead, he waited for Patti's bubbly response.
"I'm leaving Soul!" Maka's boots stopped shortly after a step out of the doorway, "See you later!" she waved away.
"Huh." Soul sighed, an arrogant look crossed his face walking up to the shut door, hands in his pockets.
"Hmmm maybe I should stop by Kid's house first...but he may still be getting ready..."she stopped, “but Black Star may be away." her eyes narrowed for a moment, "Kid it is then..." as she took a left turn down a small alley.
Kid heard a sharp knock on the door, and stood up to answer it. The girls paid no attention whatsoever, still engulfed in their separate activities. Kid cringed as Liz's mascara smudged a bit on her eyelid, but he walked towards the front door nonetheless.
"Hello?" He asked.
Maka waited patiently for Kid's response, looking over her shoulder every now and then to see how neat the porch was.
Her head looked up hearing the faint 'hello' through the thick front doors.
A small smile cracked at the side of her mouth, trying hard to not make Kid realize her mood was ruined by Soul.
"Kid." she waved kindly, keeping the stiff smile on her face.
"Maka-chan." Kid half-smiled, scrutinizing her face. He paused for a moment, and his smile dropped into a look of concern, his eyebrows furrowed. “What’s wrong?” He asked, noticing the lack of enthusiasm that Maka usually had emanating from her presence.
Inside, Liz heard only the names. “Oh, Maka-chan is here?” She asked loudly, as to let Kid hear her.
“Yes.” Kid replied at the same volume Liz had used, not taking his eyes off of Maka as he responded. He waited for Maka to answer his concern.
"Hm?" Maka's eyes blinked away, embarrassed of how easy it was to notice, "Oh, Kid-kun..." she trailed off nervously, seeing that a simple matter of Soul's morning issue lead to Kid-kun worried about her mood.
Quickly she found a distraction, "Patty! Nice to see you." she smiled briefly the best she could, waving toward Patty.
“Maka-chan, something is bothering you.” Kid stated, closing the front door behind him. “What is it?” ‘Whatever it is, she looks pretty down… I don’t like it.’ He thought, frowning.
Muffled voices came from behind the closed door. “Hmm? Kid-kun? What’s going on…?” The doorknob twisted but didn’t open. “He locked it!? Kid! Let us out!”
Kid kicked the door behind him with the bottom of his foot, quieting the voice.
'Oh...he closed the door.... hmm, must be really worried...' Maka thought.
Maka quickly took a step backward, "Oh-oh its nothing, hahaha...." she tried not to meet his gaze the best she could.
Kid shrugged and looked to his left as he asked his next question. His face turned a soft pink color. “Well, what did you come by for?” He rubbed the back of his head, trying to sound casual.
Liz put her ear to the door, trying to hear the conversation. “What in the world…” She whispered. “Patty, Kid-kun is acting strange again… He gets like this around Maka all the time…” Seeing Patty’s mischievous grin, Liz grinned as well. “Do you think…” Liz started, before her sister shushed her. She continued listening.
"H-huh?" Maka stuttered around for words, "O-oh, umm, well..." she trailed off for a moment, feeling the heat rise in her cheeks. 'I...actually forgot what I was here for....'
She looked down at the ground, "To get together...I guess."
The pink turned to a scarlet color on Kid’s face. “O-oh.” He stuttered. “And where did you want to g-go…?” ‘What is this? My heart is racing at abnormal speeds… How strange…’
Liz giggled under her breath, realizing the gist of this little chat. She looked at Patty and they both nodded in agreement. ‘Kid likes Maka.’ Their nods seemed to say.
Maka stopped her breath for a quick moment, the heat getting hotter and hotter, her heart beating against her rib cage.
'Think of something, think of something!'
Tensing, she replied, "U-um a-anywhere you want I guess...." she looked to the side, down at the perfectly placed flowers beside her, hoping to ease up her breathing.
“We could… Go to the park… Y-you know, by the basketball c-court.” Kid replied, flushing bright red.
Liz lowered her eyebrows, smothering laughter. ‘Kid is really tripping over his words… He’s so awkward…’ She thought.
"R-right, ok" Maka nodded, looking back at his flushed face with a slightly surprised look. 'He's nervous too...?'
Kid smiled nervously. “L-let’s go then.” He started walking down the front walkway with her. His hand twitched at his side, and he tried to restrain it there. When he couldn’t stand it any longer, his hand shot out to grab hers, intertwining their fingers. He looked away, blushing wildly.
Liz peered through the window. “Aw, they’re so cute…” She sighed, closing the curtains and returning to her mascara.
Maka felt her stiff hand fit into Kid-kun's almost perfectly. She took a quick look at the two hands with a stifled breath. Then focused her eyes to where they were going, feeling the red heat build up in her face once more.
“So… How’s Soul?” Kid asked uneasily, turning to face her once more. ‘Ah, god… I start making small-talk and it comes out as a question about Soul… He might be a challenge for me if I want to win Maka’s heart… Dangit.’ He thought, dissapointed in himself. He stuck his free hand into his pocket, waiting for an answer.
"S-Soul?" 'Oh no...I completely forgot...how will I answer? Hmmm I can't tell the truth now can I...he'll know that was the truth of my bad mood and it'll lead off...'
"O-oh he's fine as always." She let out a short laugh.
‘Thank god she ended that quickly… But she seems touchy on the subject… Maybe I should… No, better not barge in on her personal life… It’d sound rude at this point.’ Kid thought, avoiding the situation. “That’s good.”
There was a long silence. Feeling awkward, Kid stopped walking, which made Maka stop as well. “Maka-chan…” He said nervously, turning her toward him. He put a hand on her shoulder. The world seemed to freeze and he heard his own heartbeat pounding inside of him, and possibly Maka’s as well. He leaned forward and kissed Maka’s forehead slowly. His lips lingered there for a while as he spoke. “I don’t want you to feel bad while we’re having fun… What’s wrong?” He breathed into her bangs, frowning.
Maka questioned the silence. Her eyes were wide with surprise, but… but she seemed...relieved?
'What is it?' she urged herself to respond, but all that came out were pointless breaths of air. 'Say something!'
"I-I..." her face burned of embarrassment. Quickly she turned around too anxious to answer, and continued walking slowly. Only a couple seconds passed until she realized her hand was not in the warmth of Kid-kun's.
Hesitantly she turned her head around to see the dissapointed face, "Kid-kun?" she paused, "we going?" she made out a nervous smile, and decided to hold out her hand.... for...encouragement?
“Oh. Yeah. Right.” Kid replied, moving to stand next to her and grasp her hand once more. ‘Now I know I shouldn’t interfere… Just keep walking…’ He walked stiffly, feeling like a total loser. ‘Ah, I shouldn’t have kissed her! Now I probably seem too forward with her and she’ll never like me for sure! Oh, what have I done, what have I done?’ He panicked in his mind, a frown spreading across his face.
Seeing Maka’s sudden look of concern for him, he flashed a glinting smile that was rarely seen on his face. ‘Please believe this smile… Please believe it…’ He thought, still fake-grinning slightly as he turned around. His heart was beginning to slow down, but he accidentally glanced down at their interwoven fingers and his heart rate skyrocketed again out of nervousness. ‘Almost there… Just a couple more feet to the park… It’ll be less awkward there…’ Kid thought, his breaths coming in gasps as he looked at Maka’s somewhat saddened face.
‘.... Why is Kid-kun panicking?' Maka looked up to see the worry sunken face hidden beneath his 'smile'. She looked ahead, pushing the subject away, seeing the basketball court came into view. 'Good we're almost there...' an un-noticed smile grew across her face. 'Now maybe we can spend some time alone....' excitement perked inside her mind; the smile growing larger. 'Couple...more…seconds.....'
“Ah, here we are… It’s a nice day, hmm, Maka-chan?” Kid asked, trying to sound more confident in himself. ‘Finally… There’s the park.’ He thought, smiling to himself.
The air smelled of the sweet flowers that speckled the swaying grass on either side of the path. Their aroma calmed Kid momentarily as he reached the bench that was placed next to a single tree. He sat down, and patted the space next to him, a gesture for Maka to sit down.
"Hm?" Maka looked shortly up at Kid-kun's face. 'It looks calm now.' Maka nodded and turned back, "Yeah, its beautiful."
She smiled as Kid-kun sat gently on the bench and invited her to sit as well. 'Its going well....' Maka took a step before setting herself comfortably into the cool bench. She blushed silently feeling the warm hand of his set back on hers. Happily she didn't argue to let him continue.
“So…” Kid started, unsure of what to say now. His face turned a bright red color once again. ‘Oh no, now what do I do? Say something, you idiot!! She probably thinks I’m stupid! Aw, man… Say something!! Why can’t I say anything? Well, I can kiss Maka goodbye… WHY CAN’T I SPEAK TO HER!?’
“Aheh.” He laughed nervously, a short distraction from the silence. “You… Look stunning today, Maka-chan.” He said, smiling warmly. ‘Yes! Finally! That’s got to get her attention! Oh, thank god I thought of something!’ He thought triumphantly.
Maka couldn't help but giggle back at the nervous laugh he let escape. She looked around, the flowers' scent soothed her, and she closed her eyes trying to calm down the anxiety that ran inside her stomach. As if not noticing his comment she blushed and nodded a thank you, trying not to meet his gaze, feeling the race of her heart excel every second.
Kid smiled and put his arm around the back of the bench, reaching around Maka. His other arm sprawled off of the other side of the bench. In this laid-back position, it was easier to think of conversation. “So…” He started.
“Oi, Kid-ku~n!” The shouts cut him off.
“Eh?” Kid looked to his left, seeing the Thompson sisters running towards them, Soul following slowly behind at his own relaxed pace.
“Shinigami-sama wants to see us!” Liz said, reaching Kid, out of breath.
“Honorable Father? Why?” Kid asked, tilting his head.
Liz froze for a moment, noticing Kid’s position and how his arm was around Maka. “O-oh… I don’t know. Spirit told me.”
“Okay. Maka-chan and Soul too?” Kid asked, standing up. He grasped Maka’s hand and pulled her to her feet.
Liz nodded, and Kid, still holding Maka’s hand, started to follow them to Shibusen.
Maka's eyes wouldn't open from the comfortable atmosphere Kid-kun made; but the footsteps and faint calls for their names grew louder, and she opened her eyes to see who it was. 'Oh...' Her position was hard to tense, considering Kid-kun's arm would feel it, but she couldn't help it as she saw Soul glare past him. 'Oh no...what will I tell Soul?' she tampered inside her head until Kid-kun retreated his arms from their position and stood up still holding onto her hand.
She looked up nervously to stand beside him before he casually walked ahead.
"Oi, Maka." Soul's irritated voice wasn't any different than earlier.
She couldn't help but try to look happy as she turned her attention to him, "Hm?"
"Thought you were getting Black Star, too." suspicion grew in his tone.
'An excuse, find an excuse!!'
"Oh, well, I didn't think he would be ready at that time so...." she trailed off hoping Soul could understand the rest.
Trying to ignore the rest, she glanced a reassuring smile up at Kid-kun, seeing his slightly worried face.
Kid returned the smile, having heard Soul’s questions. ‘So rude. How dare he treat Maka-chan like that. I wouldn’t dream of it.’ He thought, looking ahead with a scowl on his face.
When he saw Maka looking at him, he smiled. “Just thinking.” He said in a lighter tone.
Before long they had reached the Death Room, and entered to find Shinigami waving at them.
“Haihai! Kid-kun, Maka-chan, Liz and Patti, and even Soul showed up this time!” Shinigami said in his odd voice.
“Honorable Father, what did you need us for?” Kid spoke up.
Shinigami wasn’t really paying attention to what Kid was saying, only that Kid was holding hands with Maka. “Oi, Kid-kun, lookie here~! Could this be an elligible bride~?” He teased.
“Father…” Kid grumbled, blushing redder than ever.
“Ahem. Well, anyway, I called you all here because I have a special mission that only you five can do.” Shinigami started. “At the edge of town, I think I saw Chrona leaving… Can you look into it for me?”
“Hai!” Patty and Liz responded, smiling.
“Yes, Honorable Father.” Kid said, still cooling off his embarrassment.
'BRIDE?' Maka shook it out of her mind. 'Can't be, can't be....calm down, calm down...'
Sighing she thought of the real subject and asked Shinigami-sama, "When did she leave?"
She must have looked too jumpy, since Kid-kun squeezed her hand as if calming her down.
Soul scoffed. 'Maka would never...' he glanced over at her, but could only focus on the intertwined hands. 'He could never win over Maka, she's too kind hearted for THAT type of person.'
"Hmph." Soul turned again to face Shinigami-sama seeing how everyone was, nearly now on the real subject.
“Ehh, must have been sometime this afternoon… Maybe half-an-hour before this.” Shinigami replied, clasping his hands together. “Now, then, off you go! Byebye!”
Kid pulled on his jacket Liz and Patty had brought, and carefully placed Maka’s around her shoulders, helping her arms in. He smiled at her warmly. The sun blazed down on them as they walked.
“Why would Chrona leave…? Unless it has to do with Medusa again…” Kid commented, looking up at the clouds.
"This afternoon...?" Maka mused her open thoughts. 'That was about after I left for Kid-kun....Only Soul could have done something if Chrona came.....'
She shot an accused glare at Soul, hoping he would see it. Then quietly walked along with Kid-kun as he fit her into her jacket. She blushed and smiled politly.
Narrowing his eyes at the pathetic gesture Kid made, purposly interupting, "What kinda look was that?"
Maka ignored him, getting in the rest of her jacket and thanking Kid-kun.
"Ey! Maka, what did you want?" his scowled at his impatience.
'HE'LL probably jump in.' he looked away annoyed at Maka.
"Chrona must have been looking for me, and you probably left her go alone didn't you?" she kept her face straight, not trying to get into the subject too deeply.
"What?! I didn-" he cut off seeing the menacing glare Kid gave him walking casually on.
Shooting a quick glare at Soul, Kid took Maka’s hand, which seemed to whisper ‘It’s alright, just ignore him.’
“Ah, I think I see her…” Kid said, peering through two buildings to the desert beyond.
And indeed there she was, uncomfortably shuffling along, sand blowing her pink hair this way and that.
“Oi, Chrona!” Kid called, making the girl turn her head to look at him.
“E-eh…?” Chrona mumbled, clumsily turning toward them.
Following Kid-kun's look, Maka noticed Chrona was as it...moping.
"O-oi! Chrona!" Maka gently let go of Kid-kun's hand, not trying to make it offensive.
"Chrona!" she ran impatiently toward her until she was at her side, "whats wrong?" smiling she set her hand on Chrona's stiff shoulder, "You okay?"
A few moments of stuttering, "Come on," Maka continued lightly, "we're all here to have fun as friends!"
“M-maka-chan…” Chrona mumbled. “I have to leave here… No one likes me… You all see me as a traitor… And so… There’s no reason for me to stay.”
Kid frowned. ‘I’m sure Maka-chan will handle this… That poor Chrona… She got steered the wrong way, for sure.’ He thought.
“…I’m sorry… Maka-chan.” Chrona said, thoughtfully. “Ragnarok.”
Kid gasped as Chrona drew her weapon, the demonblade Ragnarok. “Oi, Maka-chan! Get away from there! She’ll kill you without your weapon!” He yelled, looking at Patti and Liz, who nodded and transformed into twin pistols.
Maka stiffled a gasp seeing the black weapon be drawn, "C-Chrona? Who doesn't like you?" she openly waved her arms to show Kid-kun, Soul, and the others, "We all care." She set her hands on Chrona's shoulders again, "Its going to be okay."
Maka tried ignored Kid-kun's worried calls, seeing Chrona's face showing uncertainty, she stood there patiently waiting.
"Ch" Soul slumped his shoulders, "She's usless without me there. She'll get killed. Whats she thinking?!" he mumbled arrogantly, still deciding to leave Maka to her business of taking care of Chrona.
“Maka-chan…” Kid breathed, keeping a firm grip on the twin pistols, ready to fire if anything happened to Maka.
“There’s no way around it, Maka-chan… I either kill you all or kill myself… And Medusa-sama has given me reason to live… To serve the demon god…” Chrona mumbled, a bit louder now, raising the blade sideways to Maka’s neck.
“M-maka!?” Kid gasped.
Maka stood her ground, her eyebrows tightned as she straightened her back, "Chrona." her hands didn't move away from her shoulder's, "You don't know whats happening! You need to know there are ones who care about you HERE! If there is no reason to live with the ones who love you as friends tell kill me now." She let her arms drop to her sides, awaiting Chrona's action. Her breaths kept steady even though she could feel the anxiety in everyone surrounding her.
“Goodbye, Maka.” Chrona said calmly, moving the blade back.
Just as the blade swung forward, Kid cried out, “MAKA!” And raised his twin pistols at Chrona, firing two shots in her direction.
Chrona was sent flying backwards, and hit the sand with a thud, black blood spilled among it’s tan grains. Her face held a look of terror for a moment, and she stood up, clutching her chest. “I guess I’ll start with you, then…” She mumbled, sticking the blade in the sand for support.
She pulled it out and ran clumsily towards Kid, circling him quickly.
Kid spun around, following the girl’s movements precicly. There must have been a flaw in his range of vision, because Chrona got around him, and as she ran by, she cut Kid’s shoulder, sending blood sparkling into the sand.
“Ah! …Maka… Stay behind me…” Kid ordered slowly, grasping his shoulder to stop the blood.
Just as he said this, Chrona sprang forward and cut his other shoulder as well.
“Guh! …Stay… Behind…” Kid stuttered, shooting furiously at the girl.
Chrona ran up and slashed through Kid’s right eye.
Kid closed the injured eye and held it with both hands, as Chrona used the blunt end of the sword to pound him backwards.
“Me…” Kid gasped, falling unconcious.
The Thompsons turned back into their human form. “Kid-kun!” They cried, shaking him. He didn’t wake up.
Liz whipped her head around to face Maka. “He’s losing to much blood! We have to get him out of here!” She yelled, picking the injured boy up. They ran off back towards the city, holding Kid.
"Ch-" Maka sped toward Chrona about to call Soul's name to fight. 'How could she hurt Kid-kun?!' she panted, her pace racing foward, 'We cared!'
"SOUL!!" she cried, sprinting over over to where Kid-kun was being hauled back, "NOW!!!"
"Hmph, right!" Soul nodded, with slight annoyance.
Maka quickly clentched on the the cool metal handle firmly as Soul transformed.
"We can't hurt her too bad." she eyes Chrona's sly movements,"She's still our friend!"
Her legs jumped foward, launching herself directly at Chrona's face. The scythe heavily swung around half a circle, aiming for Chrona's shoulder.
"Its not GOOD!!" she cried, slicing Chrona's right shoulder, "ITS NOT GOOD TO HURT EACH OTHER AFTER BEING FRIENDS!!" tears ran down her dry cheecks, still burned red from Kid-kun's kind gestures. But she could only picture him with the deep wounds left in his shoulders and.....
"TAKE THAT!!" another swing, harder, with a wider range sent Chrona flying backward, the black blood splattering everywhere in the dark alley from her left shoulder.
"NEVER!" Maka screamed now, landing gently on both feet, "NEVER HURT THEM!!" her squeaks were probably a pitch too high, echoing through the other alleys. Her eyes widened remembering Kid-kun immediatly.
"Soul! Lets go!" she broke into a run, faster than Soul as she let him transform back to follow her back to the city.
Kid opened his uninjured eye through blurred vision to see Patti and Liz’s faces over him. As his vision cleared, he groaned, “Ugh… Where am I?”
“You’re in the hospital, Kid-kun.” Liz said, smiling warmly.
“Hm!? You took me away from the battle? I have to get to Maka-chan, and-” Kid started, sitting up. His face held a look of panic. “Ow…” A sharp pain stung his eye and both of his shoulders. He laid back down.
“Shhshshh, Kid-kun, don’t worry. Maka-chan’ll be alright. She and Soul make a great team.” Liz reassured him, still smiling.
“NO!” Kid exclaimed, anger burning in him at that comment. “I mean… Yes, a very good weapon and meister combination.” He corrected himself, emphasizing his description.
“Eh… Okay…” Liz said, confused. “Nygus says that Chrona marred your eye pretty bad, and your shoulders might have scars… Your eye, too.” Liz explained. “You’ll be able to see normally again by tomorrow, it’s not that bad.”
“But… The scar… Will only be on one eye, won’t it… Won’t it!?” Kid started panicking.
“Oh, no…” Liz sighed. “Kid-kun, it’ll be okay…”
“No, it won’t be!! My eyes will be comepletely asymmetrical! I’ll have to cut my other eye!! Yes, that’s what I’ll do!” Kid raved, very upset.
‘I have to stop him before he-’ Liz thought, cutting herself off with her speaking. “Kid, your hair was already asymmetrical, and- Oops…” She said, slowing down.
A look of horror crossed Kid’s face, and soon after he covered it with his arms. “Oh, you’re right! I’m a filthy, dirty, pig-like! Don’t look at the hideous imperfection that is me!” He sobbed.
‘Good… This breakdown will occupy him for a while… He’ll be fine. I just can’t remind him about it.’ Liz thought, relieved that Kid’s neurotic tendencies didn’t lead to self-violence.
"H-hey!! Maka, wait up!" Soul panted heavily trying to match Maka's dashing speed.
"NO!!" She screamed back, tears pouring out of her eyes, "LETS GOOOO!!" a jolt of anger burst her foward.
'Hospital...' she breathed, 'he's there.....' her eyes blurred from the mess of water in them, 'he's okay...'
"MAKA! YOU CA'NT GO BURSTING INTO A HOSPITAL THAT LOUDLY!" Shouting down the hall Soul finally caught up to Maka's slowing speed.
"YOU’RE THE LOUD ONE!! YOU’RE SCREAMING!" she shouted back, her voice squeaking once more in anger.
"JUS-JUST SHUT UPP!!" Soul caught onto Maka's shoulder as they reached the closed room door where Kid-kun was.
Maka's head jerked around, wiping away his hand, "STOP IT! JUST STOP!!" her eyes wide, blazing with furry, as she pounded on the door, a little too hard.
“E-eh!?” Kid sniffed, looking at the door.
Liz looked up as well. “It sounded like Maka and Soul.”
Kid hastily wiped the tears from his eyes, his injured one stinging as he did.
Liz opened the door carefully. “Hi, Maka-chan, Soul.”
Kid smiled half-heartedly from the hospital bed, his face still red from crying. The gauze wrap over his eye itched slightly. “Maka-chan.” His voice came out distorted and unfamiliar. There was a sharp pain in his shoulder, and he grasped it, sucking in a short breath.
Liz smiled warmly. “Nygus said he’d be able to see normally again tomorrow… The injuries will all cause scars, however…” She said, frowning a bit.
Maka took a deep breath before looking past Liz’s shoulder. Her face scruntized as she saw what Liz had said, but thankfully it was safe under gauze. She stopped her short breath seeing Kid-kun’s smile turn to a frown at her look. Reassuringly she stepped pass Liz to get to the edge of Kid-kun’s bed, and sat next to him smiling.
“I hope that didn’t hurt you too much.” Maka’s face fell serious remembering the sight she saw as Chrona flew her sword all over Kid-kun. She looked down at her hands placed on her lap.
Kid smiled again. “I’m fine, Maka-chan…” Again his shoulder stang. “Eh… Really.” He said, scrunching his free eye with pain.
Liz smiled. “Nygus said that he was really lucky, actually. If his eye wound had been any deeper, he might not have been able to see out of it ever again. Then he’d have to get an eyepatch.”
Patti giggled. “Then he’d look just like Marie-sensei!”
Kid smiled at his weapons, then gave Soul a dirty look. Finally, he turned to Maka and flashed another bright smile. It looked odd, since one of his teeth had been knocked out during the fight.
Maka urged a grin, seeing the looks he gave everyone, especially Soul made her feel bad. How, because of Chrona, they might have to fight one of their own friends. She glanced back at Kid-kun, observing his arms, and face for anymore injuries.
She sighed with relief, “That was close.....” she trailed off imagining Chrona going back into Medusa’s control again.
“Quit your worryin’ Maka.” Soul took a quick look at her and scoffed,”Don’t worry, she’ll be fine. By the way I’m sure she feels bad, leaving.”
The look on Maka’s face must have worried the one’s around her too much, feeling Kid-kun’s arm trembling to reach over, setting itself on Maka’s lap. His grunts made her look away in disgust of what Chrona has done to him.
Resting his hand on Maka’s lap with some effort, his shoulder stinging again, he managed to crack another missing-tooth grin. “Don’t worry about me, Maka-chan. Chrona is the main problem here. I just don’t want you to feel bad about what happened. Jumping in there was my decision, and I paid the consequences for that decision. I’m just thankful that you didn’t get hurt.” He said, his grin slowly turning down into a look of concern.
Liz nodded, “Kid-kun’s right, Maka-chan. It wasn’t your fault at all. He tried to protect you, and failed.”
Kid shot Liz a scowl, to which Liz replied with a nervous laugh. ‘Oh, sorry to break your tough-guy act, Kid.’ She thought sarcastically.
Kid looked back at Maka now. His face held a look of regret for a moment. ‘I made her go through this… She’s feeling bad because of me…’ He thought helplessly. But then his vision was becoming blurred.
His stomach lurched and he spit out blood, falling unconcious almost immediately. His arm went limp in Maka’s hands.
“Kid-kun!” Patti and Liz cried in unison.

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