This Must Be Perfect Symmetry

Meeting Lord Death

"Come, Spirit. This way." Kid beckons me to the entrance.

"Okay," I heave from the loss of breath from chasing Kid all the way down the hall. He takes my hand and guides me through the doorway.

"Say, Father, do you remember the girl we left? When I was only a small boy? But that's a rhetorical question, really. Seeing as you came into my room last night. Right, Father?"

"Of course, I remember darling little Spirit! How are you? I saw you two together all day yesterday and I thought you might've wanted to talk about it?"

"At three in morning?" Kid raises his eyebrow. "Well, Father, if you were wondering, she is my new weapon."

"But she is only one person. That simply cannot be possible with you."

"Spirit," Kid orders.

"Right," I reply, transforming into two small handguns that fit perfectly in the reaper's hands. I transform back after my small 'presentation'.

"Isn't it just wonderful, Father?! It's amazing!" Kid goes on and on, wide-eyed with bedazzlement. 

"Ohh, that's very impressive Spirit," says Lord Death. RING!!! "You two better get to class, you don't want to be late," he says while ushering us out quickly. 

I dread the run through the painstakingly long hallway. "It's okay, jump on." Kid ofers his hand to me so I can get on his skate/hover board. We make it to the Crescent Moon Room just in time for class to start.

"Do you still like my father?" Kid asks.

"Well, he looks different than from the last time I saw him. And he sounds-  very different. But he's still the man that took you away from me, so I'm not exactly sure." Kid chuckles at my statement for some reason. I can feel my face burning red now. He nudges me to pay attention to Professor Stein. While I keep my focus on the Professor, he clasps his hand to mine.

To my right, I can feel Soul giving Death the Kid a death glare.  "Yo, Spirit. What's with that?" Soul asks, gesturing to our hands. I roll my eyes at him.

"It's nothing, Soul. Kid and I just friends, that's all we'll ever be. Get over yourself, silly." I reply. It was only then I realized the truthful agony within my past words. '...that's all we'll ever be.' I sigh in sadness. Pain, maybe? I'm not sure. But I realize the truth within my statement. I feel tears threating to flow. I need to get out of here.

"S-sorry, Kid. I have to g-go," I stutter, releasing the bond between our hands. I stand up from my seat and dash for the exit.

"Hey! Spirit! You can't leave in the middle of class!" I hear Stein say.

"Wait!" Kid yells. The tears are pouring by now, streaming down my face without hesitation. I continue to run as fast as my feet will carry me. Down the Academy steps, through the alley through the doorway, into my bedroom, on my bed. 

"No!!" I scream."NOOOO!!! NO NO NO NO NO NO NO!" Kid will never see me as anything more than a weapon and a friend. That's it. Creeaak, click. Dammit, I left the door unlocked. 

"Spirit?" I hear the voice of a familiar boy. 

"Go away, Black*Star. I don't want you here." His hand caresses my shoulder. Tears continue to soak into my pillow. 

"I brought someone you probably do want here, though," he says in a soft tone. I hear him exit the room and then the apartment. New footsteps approach me. Then a hand reaches across my stomach and pulls me closer to him. 

"Spirit, what's wrong?" Kid asks me, wiping away my tears with his thumb. 

"It's nothing," I mutter. 

"Liar, tell me what's wrong!"

"YOU!" I shout. "You.. I want you."

"But you already have me," he smirks.

"I don't underst-" I'm cut off with his lips colliding with mine. My eyes wide open with shock, slowly fluttering close as I relax into it. "Kid," I gasp as he pulls away for air. 

"I've never felt the need to do that to any woman except for you. And I dreamed of the day when I would be able to." 

I wrap my arms around his neck as I continue to cry. He climbs onto the bed and hold me close to him until all of my tears have exhausted. "Do you feel better now?" he asks, stroking my hair.