Kid stood shocked. Maka had considered the deal the same day? He kind of expected her to take a few days or even a week.

"Maka?" Kid asked.

"The apartment… has too many memories," Maka whispered, "It is best I do not live there."

Kid's breath got stuck in his throat. He wanted to tell her a lot of things, but he couldn't. She was so broken inside, and he didn't want to damage her beyond repair.

"Of course," Kid made way for Maka to come in.

Maka silently came in and Blair hopped off the blonde's head and trotted off, giving the pair their privacy. Kid's eyes traveled down Maka to her hands.

Other than clutching her luggage handle, she was clutching a piece of paper. Kid made an eye motion to Maka and the paper. Maka nodded and handed the crumpled bundle to the reaper. Kid took it and unfolded the paper. What he read almost made him rip the paper.

Kid had to try in all his will not to tear the paper in half then and there. Who knows, it might have some kind of value for Maka.

"I'm so sorry about what happened. If only I told you sooner," Kid sighed.

"You knew?" Maka croaked.

"Well, everyone did, I didn't. I only found out soon when I saw Soul with another girl," Kid hated to tell Maka the obvious truth in fear that she could fall apart any second now. She left the one place that haunted her and he totally made her feel better by dumping more truth on her.

"When was this?" Maka asked.

"Yesterday," Kid uneasily said.

"What was her name?" Maka asked.

"Lucy Hawkins, one of my annoying fans who was in the NOT class," Kid sighed.

Maka's eyes looked up, and to Kid's surprise, she didn't cry. Her green emerald eyes were dull and lifeless to the point it shocked Kid. He suddenly regretted pushing the truth in her face.

"You hungry?" Kid asked. Maka just nodded.

Maka moved like a robot when Kid led her to the dining room to eat with Liz and Patty. The two blonde girls knew Maka was down and although they sent her worried glances, they didn't dare pry any further as to what happened.

-x-

Kid groaned and rubbed his eyes open. He checked his clock and saw it was 5:30 AM. He would have to get out of his comfy bed and start making breakfast or else Liz and Patty will never wake up. And that would ruin his reputation of going to school symmetrically.

He padded down to the kitchen only to be stopped by some fragrant smell of bacon. When he stepped in, he realized Maka had fried bacon, cooked sunny side up eggs, omelets, hash browns, sausages, egg biscuits, scrambled eggs, poured orange juice, and pancakes with a side of maple syrup and butter. Kid thought the table looked like a mini-buffet.

Maka turned to him and smiled and said, "Looks like you are up. You are an early riser."

Kid found himself smiling at Maka. She had the power to make anyone smile or cry, with her facial expressions.

"You didn't have to do this," Kid protested.

"Nonsense," Maka chided, as she stroked Blair's head, "I have to. After all it is in your good will to make me an offer to stay here for a while."

"You could stay here permanently if you want," Kid nervously wrung his hands.

Maka looked at him shocked, "Really?"

"Yeah, no problem," Kid was scarlet right now. He anxiously waited as he watched Maka not move and her blank face not changing.

Then Maka's face changed into the most heartwarming smile. He could sense her soul radiating with happiness.

"Thank you Kid. I am forever in your debt," Maka hugged him and then pulled a chair for him and said, "Eat up."

Kid smiled, said a small thank you, and started to take a little bit of everything that Maka made and took a bite. It was then that he realized that he had another potential chef underneath his roof.

"How do you cook this good?" Kid asked in awe.

Maka's face fell but she said, "Let's just say that the only thing your weapon partner is good at cooking is instant noodles. You have to make sure you get nutrition."

Kid understood he struck a chord unknowingly and said, "Sorry."

Maka looked up and tried her best to smile even though tugging up her lips was painful for her to do so. Kid grimaced and before he could open his mouth, Maka changed the subject.

"Hey are Liz and Patty up yet?" Maka asked.

"No," Kid looked at the nearby watch and saw it was just 5:45 AM.

"Do they sleep like rocks?" Maka asked.

"Bingo," Kid muttered.

Maka laughed as they ate their breakfast.

-x-

Maka wrapped her hands around Kid's waist and Liz and Patty were in their weapon forms. She smiled when the world became minute and tiny. So tiny they looked like a mini Lego creation from her viewpoint, just alive.

"Amazing, isn't it?" Kid smiled as he looked at the gaping meister.

"I never been in an airplane, so…" Maka blushed heavily.

"Well, Maka, this is much better than an airplane, can't you see?" Kid smiled, "You get to feel the wind."

"Yeah," Maka agreed, "I get to feel it rip my cheeks off."

Kid laughed and Maka closed her eyes and unconsciously snuggled into the reaper. She never felt this happy with Soul. He would just be a lazy slob who she would have to just worry about cleaning up after him. She never had fun like this.

Kid blushed when he felt Maka hug him tighter. If only she knew how he felt about him.

From her weapon form, Liz sadly watched.

"Liz? What happened?" Patty appeared next to her, nude of course.

"Those two need a lot of prodding," Liz sighed as she watched the pair.

"I know that," Patty sighed, not bothering to become bubbly.

"Maka is a smart one, but Kid is too bashful to be direct like her. So we need to prod him more," Liz carefully whispered her plan.

"Should I threaten him?" Patty asked enthusiastically.

"No, we will save that for later," Liz whispered, "But keep it in store."

"We will only use it when Kiddo-kun becomes too scared," Patty grinned.

"You got it, sister," Liz smirked as she high-fived Patty.

-x-

Maka went around a corner of the DWMA to get some books when she heard noise by some lockers. She had to give something to Soul, wherever he could be. She clutched the official letter in her hand.

When she came there, she was not too surprised to see Lucy and Soul there. Just having a normal heated make out session.

"She is so stupid if she didn't find out yet," Lucy whispered.

"Well I hope she got the note I left her," Soul smirked.

"What note?" Lucy asked, getting jealous.

"Just telling her she was a fool and I can't hang around with her," Soul snickered along with his new girlfriend. Maka's heart hardened. Here he had her worrying that he left her and was possibly starving. But he was living in paradise while she sacrificed her every waking thought about him.

"I see," Maka icily said, with so much venom that Lucy started to tremble in fear.

"What?" Soul looked about now scared. In her mind Maka chuckled darkly. Soul is just a chicken being scared at a girl. If the time came he wouldn't save her like all the flashy sacrifices he made for her before.

"You just wanted to be a Death Scythe and you thought I would bring you there quickly. That is why you stayed beside me, right?" Maka chuckled.

"Y-Yeah," Soul stuttered not knowing what to say.

"What do you want?" Lucy flipped her hair that looked like a bleached shade of blonde.

"Oh shut up you slut, I was taking to your playboy boyfriend," Maka glared daggers into Lucy's eye sockets and refocused her attention to Soul.

"I don't think Shinigami-sama would want such an unfaithful weapon to wield," Maka darkly smirked as she handed an official letter with the skull symbol.

Soul's face drained of color and he read the letter. In that letter, Shinigami-sama punished him to start all over again getting 99 pre-kishin souls and another witch soul for the blunder he created. He wasn't a Death Scythe anymore.

"P-Please Maka won't you help me regain my title?" Soul's face melted into that innocent look Maka would have fallen for before. Before she would melt and comply. But now she saw his true colors and she didn't feel like helping him any more after this.

"No, I choose not to. I think you can most definitely get your title back, hmm?" Maka smirked. Then she saw that Soul out of all these days was not wearing that black leather outfit. He was wearing the Spartoi uniform.

"Oh and in that letter, read the bottom," Maka smirked.

Soul did so and found out he was demoted.

"Hand over the jacket, loser," Maka sadistically smiled as Soul growled and took off his Spartoi jacket. He could return the rest later.

Maka snatched the jacket and said, "I am so sure your slut of a girlfriend can make you into a death scythe, provided that she doesn't have make out sessions with you in the school hallways. Have fun in the NOT class~!"

Maka then picked up into a run and met her other friends and saw Kid.

"Here," Maka said.

"Why are you giving me his jacket?" Kid asked.

"You need to give it to your dad, right?" Maka asked and Kid knew she had a point.

"What about the rest of the uniform?" Kid asked, taking the asymmetrical jacket in his arms.

"He will get it and turn it in as soon as possible," Maka sighed. Kid nodded and he looked at his weapons.

"So how are you going to manage?" Kid asked softly.

"Well I am a weapon as well. I can train on my own and try to be a Death Scythe," Maka sighed.

"Do you know what kind of weapon you are?" Tsubaki asked.

"Dual scythe," Maka smiled a little and felt better about not having to talk about Soul.

Kid watched and found himself smiling as he watched Maka smile. Maybe this was the first step to healing.

-x-

Maka massaged her hand as she leaned back after finishing her homework. Her teachers are all right but Stein practically murders the students with his assignments.

A soft knock sounded at her door and Maka could only know that was Kid. Liz or Patty barged right on in not caring for her sentimental likes for formality.

"Come in, Kid," Maka whispered.

"How did you know it was me?" Kid asked.

"Because we all know you have the decency to knock on the door," Maka chuckled as she swiveled around to see Kid letting himself in.

"Hey you feeling a lot better now?" Kid asked, nervously sitting on Maka's bed. Maka sighed as she dumped her books and homework in her bag and put it neatly against her bed.

"You know I feel much better," Maka smiled.

"Really?" Kid asked.

"Why? Want me to feel sad and unhappy?" Maka arched an eyebrow.

"No I never said that," Kid protested.

"Then what did you mean?" Maka asked.

"I thought you would still be brokenhearted after this. I would understand if letting go of Soul is still hard for you," Kid said.

"You are very silly you know that? Thinking I am such a huge crybaby? True I have cried but I am not so much in love with him anymore," Maka sighed loudly. She sat next to him on the bed.

"That is true," Kid whispered, "You are stronger than that."

"You know," Maka's emerald eyes were wavering, "I have always wanted to tell you something."

"What would that be?" Kid asked, hoping for a return in feelings until he dismissed it. Maka would be too shattered to return anything at the moment.

"I was so set on Soul that I ignored my own feelings and who I truly loved," Maka said, taking Kid's hand. Kid's heart swelled as he anticipated Maka's next words.

"And?" Kid's voice sounded thick because his breath was caught in his throat.

"I was so set on being with him and him only because we were meister and weapon before that I ignored the fact that I loved you," Maka whispered and Kid's world froze.

"You… love me?" Kid asked after a little while.

"I wanted to say it but it was left unsaid," Maka felt ashamed. She prepared herself for a beating or a chiding or some kind of rejection like she got from Soul.

Arms wrapped around Maka and she was the one caught off guard now.

"You have no frickin' idea how long I waited for that," Kid dropped formal language manners and all that nonsense at the moment.

"Really?" Maka asked.

"Yeah, really," Kid said, "Funny though because I tried to say I love you but the words never left my mouth."

Maka felt lighter. She felt so much lighter than in her apartment with Soul. Down at her legs, Blair curled herself around Maka's thin feet. She smiled, knowing her owner would be happy.

All these times Maka had waited for Soul in that cold and empty and unfeeling apartment. He never bothered to show up.

But Kid cared… a lot. And she would never let him go. She needed to be loved and she needed a warm house where people would be always there with her.

Kid slipped a ring on Maka's right ring finger.

"What was that for?" Maka asked him, "Won't you be asymmetrical?"

"I won't be as long as you wear that skull ring on that finger and be with me forever and forever," Kid smiled.

Maka smiled and rested her head back on Kid's chest.

"Forever…" Maka whispered, "I like the sound of that."

-fin-