An Escape. (A Soul Eater fanfic)

Marathons and Handcuffs.

Chapter Ten: Marathons and Handcuffs

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"Why shouldn't I?-Fuck it all, just fuck it. I love you. Is that careless? I love you, I love you, I love you. I love you, Maka."

Her eyes widened and her hands flew to her mouth. "No...You don't mean tha-"

"I love you."

"S-stop i-"

"I love you."

"You're lyi-"

"I love you."

Maka began to cry, grasping his shirt for support.

"I love you too," she hiccupped, once the tears had stopped flowing.

"Do you believe me now when I say you're not alone?"

"Y-yes..."

"Do you understand that you'll never be alone again?"

"Yes..."

"Do you get it now, that you don't have to worry, because we're all here?"

"Yes."

"You're going to be okay. I'm going to be okay, and so is everyone else. The only one who needs to worry is that bastard of a father you have, because his face is going to need to meet my fist for fucking up your life so bad."

"...language..." she muttered, obviously wanting a change of subject.

Kidd sighed, chuckling softly. "You didn't seem to mind when I confessed to you."

She pinked and looked away. "So...does this mean...?"

"If you want it to."

"...okay. No weird nicknames or anything like that, though."

"Aww, why not, snugglekins?" He smirked playfully, starting up the car again and pulling onto the road.

Maka visibly shuddered and flushed red. "It's gross. Doesn't it annoy you when you see overly affectionate couples?"

"Hmm, I suppose. How about if I do this?" One of his hands reached for hers, but she quickly snatched it to her chest.

"Both hands on the wheel."

"Yes, ma'am."

It was a cold evening, unusual for May. The scene was a cliché from every Christmas movie-the fireplace was roaring, and our two lovebirds were cuddling on the couch under a blanket reading books.

"I could get used to this," Maka sighed happily.

"Well take your time. I'm not going anywhere...my leg's asleep," Kidd commented. She giggled.

"I hope we don't have to amputate it. Then you'd be even more asymmetrical."

His book fell on his knees as he moved his hands to cover his stripes. "Gaah...Excuse me while I go run a marathon to wake this sonofabi-female dog," he corrected himself, noting Maka's death glare, "up."

"Fine, fine, go run your twenty six miles around the house. I'm going to make hot chocolate." She pulled the blanket off of them and stood up, making her way towards the kitchen.

Upon her return, she was met with Kidd faceplanted on the carpet.

"Don't run marathons with sleepy limbs," he groaned. "I'll lie here quietly and wait for the pain to pass..."

Maka couldn't help but laugh.

"You laugh at my pain. You're not secretly a sadist, are you?"

"Only if you're secretly a masochist," she joked.

"Whew! Thank goodness! I'll go get the handcuffs!" Kidd jumped to his miraculously awake feet and began to march away.

He didn't make it three steps before he was "ROFL". Literally.

"You should have seen the look on your face!" He cackled, and didn't even react when Maka threw her book at him. "I wish I'd filmed that!"

"You..." Maka growled.

"I?" Kidd asked, once his laughter had died down and he lay sprawled out on the floor.

"That was a cruel joke."

"Oh, but it was so worth it," he snickered. His vision was soon obstructed by a couch cushion.

Maka let out a sigh and sipped her hot chocolate. "The weather's nice."

"...Yes, it is."

"You seemed awfully hesitant." She raised an eyebrow in question.

"Just a little surprised at the cliché conversation starter," he mused, picking up the discarded couch cushion and beginning to adjust all the others so that it fit perfectly.

"What are you doing...?"

"I have to preserve the symmetry. It just doesn't look right if it's all messy."

"I should have guessed."

"What do you say we all go out to eat tonight?" Kidd suggested, tucking a bookmark in place.

"Occasion?" Maka didn't look up from Artemis Fowl.

"Well, I kind of interrupted you and Tsubaki earlier."

"Ah, yes, that. Sure. I'll call her, Liz, and Patti."

"I'll take Soul and Black*Star, then."

Each teen extracted their cellphones from their pockets, but dialed different numbers.

Approximately half an hour later the group of seven was being seated in a local restaurant. They were given a circular booth, and all quickly scooted in.

"Well this was a little impromptu," Liz commented, leaning back and inspecting her nails while they waited for a server.

"Sorry about the short notice," Kidd said. "It was kind of a 'spur-of-the-moment' decision, if you know what I mean."

"I hear you, I hear you." Soul sighed. "By the way, Maka, can I borrow your science notes? Stein's gonna start crackin' down hard on me if I fail the test next week."

Maka nodded. "Sure."

"Hey, let me use them after you," Black*Star said, leaning back. "I skipped class yesterday, so..."

Kidd tugged on Black*Star's ear. "Do you plan on failing life, or what?"

"Fail life? Ahahaha! I will surpass God!"

Liz pinched her nose while Patti clapped. "Not this again..." the elder of the sisters muttered.

Idle chitchat filled the restaurant, and everyone was enjoying themselves.

Kidd thought so, anyways, so he was a little surprised when Maka suddenly stood and hurriedly excused herself, ducking under the table to get out of the booth and scurrying to the restroom.

"What's gotten into her?" Black*Star raised an eyebrow, before shrugging it off. "You gotta go, you gotta go, I guess."

The group laughed it off, and quieted their conversation as someone was seated at a table near them.

"So, anyone watch the new Zombie Horde yesterday?" Patti chirped, stirring her water with her straw.

"Nope."

"Nuh-uh."

"I don't watch that kind of stuff."

"No, but I did watch the news," Soul commented. "Doesn't that guy sitting over there look kinda like the guy who just got out of jail? Said he was in for child abuse."