A/N Yay, 4th chapter edited!
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Gabi

CHAPTER FOUR
Death the Kid and the New Guy

Point of View: Soul's

"Who the hell is this?" The boy in my line of view says, looking at Maka.

Maka and I step out of the elevator to see not one, but two guys.

Maka walks past the one who said the comment and goes to the door behind him; he had back hair and three white stripes on the left side of his head.

Odd choice of hairstyle…

The other one was just as odd looking though. He had spiky hair that ended in three points, and it was blue; a bright, obnoxious blue.

"Kid, this is Soul, my new partner. He's going to be living with me," Maka says to the boy with stripped hair.

"What?!" he says with a shocked look on his face.

He mumbles other things I can't hear and Maka gives him a stern look that quickly shuts him up. Maka then turns to me as she opens the door.

"Soul, this is Kid, Death the Kid to be more formal. He is Lord Death's son," she says pointing to the stripped-hair kid. Then she points to the blue haired boy. "And this is Blackstar, he's usually not this quiet, so don't get used to it. It makes me kind of nervous actually…"

She gestures for everyone to step inside the apartment. "Please, everyone, let's not stand in the hallway like strangers and come inside."

Maka ushers us into the small apartment and Blackstar and Kid go right to the couches. Kid sits on one and Blackstar takes the other, stretching lazing as he puts his feet on one end of it and his head on the other. Maka disappears down a hallway to my left and I am left standing in the doorway to observe the surroundings.

On my right there is the small living room; with two tiny couches which are currently occupied, an armchair, a coffee table and a television in it.

Beyond the couch Kid is on, there's a table up against a window with a bunch of pictures on it. To the right of that table there is a white door, which I am guessing leads to a bedroom. To the left of the table is the kitchen, in which there is another tiny table to eat at.

In the area Maka disappeared, there is a short corridor with one door to left and one to the right. One of which is probably Maka's room and the other a bathroom.

My head turns towards Kid and Blackstar who have started to talk and I realize what Maka meant by 'not usually this quiet'.

"DUDE, I AM WAY BETTER THAT YOU AT CALL OF DUTY! I AM A GOD!" Blackstar yells, standing up on the couch.

"Actually Blackstar, I am a god. You are just an arrogant boy who is, to everyone's disappointment, not symmetrical," Kid replies.

"OH MY DEATH, YOU AND THE SYMMETRY! AM I GOING TO HAVE TO BEAT YOU UP AGAIN LIKE THIS MORNING?"

"Blackstar, I do recall you being the one on the ground after being kicked by me. Not the other way around."

"YOU KNOW WHAT KID—" Blackstar had started to roll up his non-existent sleeves when a book flew into the room. It passed my head and hit Blackstar smack-dab in the middle of his forehead.

"Shut up, Blackstar," Maka says, coming out of the left door from the corridor. She turns to me once again, and I'm just standing awkwardly in the middle of the apartment, not knowing what to do.

"You can sit down, Soul. This is your home now," she then walks over to the couch Kid is sitting on and sits down next to him.

I choose to sit in the lone chair.

I see Maka lean extremely close to Kid, and he puts his arm around her shoulders comfortably.

Well that's interesting.

"Aw, fuck," Blackstar suddenly says, getting up from his spot on the couch. He has his phone in his hand and is staring at the screen like it's a devil in disguise.

We all give him confused looks.

"Tsubaki needs help with something and I was told to bring you for 'girl stuff'. Whatever that is," he says.

"Oh," Maka says, her eyes getting slightly wider. "Tell her we will be right there. Uh…" she looks at me then at Kid.

"Um… Kid, how about you keep Soul company while I am gone. Is that alright?" she says.

"Yeah, that's fine with me. I can get to know him a little bit," he says, showing a white-tooth smile.

"Okay, then I guess I am off!" Maka claps her hands together, gives Kid a peck on the lips, and then leaves with Blackstar. Death only knows what she could be being led to.

Kid and I look at each other for a moment when we hear the click of the door shutting. Gold and crimson locking for what seems like an extremely long time.

Finally, Kid says something.

"Before we get to know each other, I just have to say a few things," he interlocks his hands and puts them underneath his chin, resting his elbows on his knees and leaning forward.

"First, I want to say Maka has been through a lot. I just want to make sure that you won't do anything stupid to ruin her life, such as getting her killed, maimed or mentally injured. You are her weapon now, you need to protect her. She is a smart girl, but she just lost her partner, so it may be harder for you two to work together as a team…"

I nod. Only sort of understanding and only paying half attention.

"Secondly, Maka is my girlfriend. Get that in your head. It is bad enough you are unsymmetrical, but because you are a boy and are going to be living with Maka, I want you to know; if you lay one hand on her or try any funny business, you will be sorry. Don't show any interest in her and we won't have any problems."

"You sound like her over-protective father," I give him one of my signature smirks. "You have nothing to worry about."

His light golden eyes may have gotten slightly darker but his smile got much wider.

"This is going to be fun, isn't it, Soul," Kid drawls.

I just keep on giving him my toothy grin.

But then I hear it again.

This is interesting, very, very interesting…

The voice.

Soul you have out done yourself!