Note: I made it to chapter 11! (Or 10, seeing as the last chapter was only chapter 10 because I hate chapter 9 of all stories) Well anyway, my keyboard is being a pain in the neck, so it's really hard to type. So yeah, sorry if there is a bunch of spelling errors… but it's not my fault, it's my keyboard. Also, just so you know, this is quite long.

CHAPTER 10/11:

Soul's POV:

"This sucks." I sat crouched in front of the door, hoping someone would come along sooner or later.
Suddenly, I heard footsteps in the hall.
"Hey, hey!" I called, pounding on the door.
The person stopped, and took a few steps away from the door.
"In here! The nurse locked me in! Can you let me out?" I said, rattling the handle.
They shouted back, "Ok!"
I knew immediately who it was.
Blackstar.
He turned the handle from the outside, and I smiled.
I had outsmarted the nurse-lady.
He swung the door open, and for some reason I hadn't been smart enough to move out of the way of it.
The door smacked me and set me stumbling back a few feet.
I screamed, and sent Blackstar into a panic.
He began fanatically searched the room for anything to soak up the blood now pouring from my nose.
"Damn, what is that, the third time this week!?" Blackstar asked me, pulling a few tissues out of a drawer and tossing them at me.
"Second…" I corrected him.
"Dude, I'm really sorry, I didn't mean to hit you." Blackstar sighed, forcing me to sit down on the bed, and holding some cloth against my face, "But you can't just stand in front of the door like that…"
"Yeah… I know." I replied.
"You've gotten really clumsy ever since Mesuji came here…" Blackstar grinned, obviously implying something I didn't want to think about.
"Yeah? So what? It's probably just a coincidence." I frowned, "I mean, how would her presence effect me like that anyway?"
"I don't know…" Blackstar seemed to agree with me a bit on how it was almost impossible, "But it's pretty obvious that you like her."
"Is it really that obvious?" I asked, a bit worried sounding I'm sure.
"Well, I don't know if Mesuji knows, but most everyone else does."
Blackstar sighed, "I think the bleeding stopped."
"Damn…" I groaned; no one was supposed to know.
Blackstar handed me a glass of water.
"You know that she and Kid are going out right?"
A second later, Blackstar was covered in water spew.
"WHAT!?" I screamed.
"Uh, yeah." Blackstar said in disgust, wiping the water drops off his face.
"Since when? How do you know?" I yelled, panic-stricken.
"Patty was walking around town and saw Kid kissing Mesuji in one of the shops, and then she told Tsubaki, who told me. Plus, haven't you seen them walking around? Mesuji's, like, in lov-"
"Okay! Okay! That's enough!" I growled. "I get it."
A dark cloud had come to sit on my head.
"So, you, umm, coming? Your nose is better, and if a nurse locked you in here, you should probably go..." Blackstar trailed off, probably unsure about my mood.
As it was, I was depressed, grumpy, and upset.
But Blackstar did have a point. I needed to get out before the crazy nurse-lady came back.
So, following Blackstar, I trudged out of the building.
Once outside, I wanted to turn around and go right back in.
Two individuals, individuals that I knew well, were walking towards us.
Even the nurse-lady was better than this.
But before I could escape, one of them noticed me.
"Oh, hi, Soul!" said Kid, a condescending smirk on his face and an arm around Mesuji, "We were just coming to see how you were doing."

Kid's POV:

I grinned at Soul, "How are you feeling?"
"Fine…" Soul growled at me.
"Mesuji and I are going back to my dorm. We're going to have some fun…" I nodded, mischievously.
I looked up at my friend's face, only to notice that he was bright pink, and barely able to contain the rage he was feeling.
I knew Soul would take it the wrong way.
In a split second, Soul had pulled me aside and begun lecturing me.
"Don't I get enough of this from my father?" I groaned quietly.
"Don't you dare lay a finger on her!" Soul snapped at me angrily.
"Ok… Soul, you are seriously perverted..." I replied, not at all shaken by his sharp words, "If that's what you think I meant."
Soul blinked, "Huh?"
"There is a difference between fun and FUN." I explained, slightly annoyed.
Soul stared at the ground, obviously a little embarrassed at his misconception.
"Let's go, Mesuji." I grabbed my girlfriend's arm and led her down the road.
We had only moved a few hundred feet before I stopped.
I turned around for a moment, only to see Soul yelling something at Blackstar, before cupping his hands around his mouth, facing me and screaming, "Screw you Kid!"
My eye twitched in annoyance, "Come on…"
I continued down the road.

…

"Soul is being such a freak lately…" I sighed, closing the door to my dorm behind us.
"You shouldn't talk that way about him." Mesuji grabbed my sleeve; "He wouldn't appreciate it."
"Well I don't appreciate his constant anger towards me." I shook her hands away.
"I'm sorry…" Mesuji told me.
"No, it's fine." I put my arms around her waist and hugged her tightly.
She rested her head on my shoulder and sighed.
I smiled at her, before noticing something on her right cheek.
It was the spot where Kenai had cut her.
I looked away quickly, trying to control my mad impulses to force symmetry on others.
"Mesuji, why hasn't that cut healed yet?" I asked, knowing I sounded a bit aggravated.
"I have no idea…" Mesuji touched her cheek, "It's odd isn't it?"
"Yes…very." I let go of her, and back to the other side of the room.
"Is something wrong?" Mesuji asked me.
"Yes…" I replied, grabbing the sharpest object on the counter.
It simply happened to be a knife.
"Kid… What are you doing?" Mesuji took a few steps back.
I smiled, walking over to her, and pushing her up against the wall,
"You're perfect, except for one thing…"
I placed the blade up against her cheek, "Just one little thing."
She grabbed my hand, trying to pull away.
"Please, just one little cut? You'll be perfect again soon." I smirked.
I pushed the blade into her skin, and blood trickled down onto my hand.
Mesuji screamed.

Mesuji's POV:

Oh. My. God.
Kid. Just. Cut. Me. What was wrong with him?
I reached frantically for Kenai, and then remembered that he was back at my dorm. Crap.
So I used the only weapon I had left - my fists. Beating at his arm, his chest, anything I could reach, I began screaming at him, each word accentuated with a punch.
"You (punch) are (punch) such (punch) a (punch) jerk (punch) how (punch) dare (punch) you-"
Kid had just been standing there throughout my tirade, but at that moment his arm whipped up and he grabbed my wrist.
My eyes widened at his strength.
"I don't really think it's a problem," he said with an almost evil smile, "I mean, now you're symmetrical again."
I tried the shouting tactic again. "Is that all you think about? How symmetrical things are? You are so-"
This time, Kid covered my mouth. "There's no need for that, Mesuji."
I started trembling.
If Kid could overpower me so easily, what else could he do?
I didn't doubt for a second the idea that he'd be able to kill me.
I wrenched my head away from his hand and screamed "Help! Help! Help me! Hel-"
Just then, lots of things happened all at once.
Kid again covered my mouth with his hand and Soul burst in the door shouting "Let her go, you bastard!"
Kid dropped me, and when I fell I noticed a pool of blood on the floor next to me.
Soul figured it out first.
"You cut her! She's bleeding all over the floor! And what were you trying to do just then?"
"I was just making her symmetrical again-" Kid began.
"Shut up!" Soul yelled, quickly morphing his arm into a scythe blade.
Kid stepped back and landed on my leg, causing me to scream.
He was heavier than he looked.
I rolled out of the way and crawled behind a chair.
I heard the clang of metal and peeked out, just in time to see Soul make a gash in Kid's arm.
Kid paused for a moment to gaze, surprised, at his arm, before getting back into the fight.
I ducked back behind the chair, breathing heavily from the adrenaline and loss of blood.
Soul began shouting at Kid, telling him how stupid he was, and why the hell did he cut me seeing I was perfect just the way I was.
I'm not sure exactly how long they fought, but whenever I looked, Soul seemed to be winning.
Things started getting fuzzy, and the last thing I remember was Soul leaning over me saying "Mesuji? Mesuji! Are you okay?"
"M'fine, Soul. M'fine."
And then everything went dark.

…

I awoke in the infirmary, with Soul, Maka, and Blackstar hovering over me.
"Where's Kid?" I managed to utter.
The three of them looked a bit surprised.
"After he tried to kill you you're still worried about him?" Soul asked angrily.
"He didn't try to kill me." I disagreed immediately.
"You've been out for ages, from loss of blood from the cut he gave you." Soul's tone shook me slightly, why was he so upset?
"WHERE IS KID?" I repeated myself, hoping for an answer.
Soul stood, and stormed out of the room.
"He's been worried sick about you, and all you have to say is "Where's Kid?" I would certainly treat lovesick guys better than that!" Maka sighed, directing this hateful comment towards me.
"What? Who's Soul in love with?" I asked, slightly dumbfounded to find out that my best friend was already making that leap into adulthood.
"YOU'RE SO STUPID!" Maka screamed in aggravation.
"Sorry." I cowered under the blankets.
"It's you," Blackstar said sadly, "And I feel bad for him, because you only care about one person, and that's Kid."
It suddenly hit me.
Soul LIKED me.

Soul's POV:

"Damn Kid!" I sat, slumped below the tree he had been sitting at when he first saw Mesuji; "He can just die."
I buried my head in my hands, fighting to hold back tears.
"Why does it have to be this way?"
I mentally battered myself.
"I'm not good enough."
"Mesuji deserves better."
"I'm stupid, I'm no good at fighting, I'm super clumsy, I'm idiotic..."
I continued this until I ran out of options, commenting on my looks, mental capacity, and social position.
I felt horrid.
Could she really not tell that I liked her? And even if she couldn't, why was she still in love with Kid?
Was I really that bad?
I sat there, brooding, and finally let the tears start to fall. It felt good to let them go.
"Soul?" said a quiet voice.
I looked up to see Mesuji standing there, a worried look on her face.
Hastily wiping away the tears, I said, as angrily as I could, "What do you want?" It came out more pitiful than angry.
She sat down next to me. "Sorry about back there," she whispered, "I didn't know."
I frowned, confused.
"I mean," she blushed, "that, well... I guess I was so wrapped up with the whole Kid thing that I didn't notice what you felt."
I swallowed hard when she mentioned the "whole Kid thing," but then realized that she must have guessed my feelings, or more likely someone had told her.
The question was, did she feel the same way about me?
"So, again, I'm sorry, and I can understand if you don't feel this way anymore..." Mesuji paused, before saying, "Soul?"
The way she said it caused me to glance up at her. "Yeah?"
Mesuji leaned over, and for a fleeting moment I thought she was going to kiss me, but then she leaned back and the moment passed.
"Never mind," she whispered, getting up, "I'm probably not good enough for you anyway."
She began walking away, and I sat there, blinking. Did she possibly like me? Could Mesuji really like ME? She had almost disappeared around a corner when I hopped up and ran over to her shouting "Mesuji! Wait!"
I arrived, slightly out of breath, but certain in my task.
"Never say you're not good enough again. Never." And before I lost my nerve, I leaned in to kiss her.
She broke away after a moment, and I blushed, thinking that maybe I had gotten it wrong, that maybe she didn't like me.
But instead of walking away, she smiled. "Well in that case, you're not allowed to say it either." This time, she kissed me.
Of course I had to pick that moment to trip over my own feet, and somehow or another we both ended up on the ground, with Mesuji laughing.
"Sorry," I mumbled.
Mesuji grinned. "Oh, Soul... what am I going to do with you?"
I grinned back. "You could always kiss me again."
And so she did.

THE END

Note: I MADE IT TO THE END! With the help of my awesome buddy (ladylily101), of course! Just so everyone knows, I'M MAKING A SEQUEL. YAY! And my friend is helping me plan it out... we've basically got the whole plot finished. So anyway, I never got to what happened to Kid. So I'm just going to go with Soul beat the tar out of him, and he's in the hospital. Sorry Kid fan-girls… XD