Lost Soul || Under Revision

Chapter 8

This ist the perfect number. Symmetrical indeed.

Anyways...let's skip the story and make this the next day.

I opened my eyes and sat up, scratching my eye. Beside me, was sleeping Kid. He looked so cute while he's sleeping. He looks more peaceful asleep than when he's awake. I curled my lips, biting it as I blush. I was stunned for a second, making sure I did not sleep with Kid. To my liking, everybody's sleeping on the ground and I'm the only one awake. It wasn't my chance to sneak. I went inside the bathroom and saw Soul brushing his teeth, bad timing. He dropped his toothbrush and spit."Morning Raikura." He caught my eye when he looked at the mirror.

"Yeah-- morning...Sorry to interrupt you from brushing your teeth." I walked out our the house and head to the stairs, thinking of visiting DWMA even though it's saturday. I ran to the Death room and saw Lord Death stood in front of a mirror, glancing at my own reflection on it."Morning Lord Death." I greeted with a smile I wore for today.

He turned and looked at me."Morning too Raikura. What brings you here on a Saturday?" He asked, with his poker face that could never show much emotion because of it's mask-like design.

"What's with my soul?" I asked him with a serious face. This is something I've been wanting to know for a while now. This got me dead curious.

"I don't know but I guess Stein might now." He faced the mirrors. "I only know a bit about your soul."

I looked up at him."What's about my soul then?" I asked, rasing an eyebrow, staring into the deep black emptiness of on of the holes in his mask-like face.

"Your soul is protected by a grim reaper-- That's all I know! Goodbye Raikura! Enjoy your weekend!" He pushed me out the Death Room hurriedly, and just before I could go back and run there to interrogate him about my soul. I was left outside the room, with tons of questions in my mind, but dared not to bust the door open to interrogate Lord Death longer.

I sighed as I walked down the long and almost endless stairs of DWMA and headed to the café to get some breath. When I arrived, Kid was there. The timing is really bad, as if everything moved to his favor. I sat beside him hesitantly and cautiously."Why are you here?"

He looked at me with surprise."Raikura, where were you?" He asked, avoiding my very own question.

"None of your business." I tangled my arms, avoiding his eye contact, because I would not like this moment to play on his fingers.

"Want coffee?" He offered a cup of coffee, pushing the mug in front of me that sat there unnoticed but not until now. I grabbed the coffee and took a sip, still avoiding eye contact-- focusing my gaze on the dark brown hues circling on my drink. He drank his coffee too, and wiping his lips before speaking. "So..." he started a conversation."Tell me, do you like me?"

His question stunned me. It was out of blue, the questions that should be taboo specially on a moment like this. I mean, I did say I do but that was totally a lie back then. I had mixed feelings, so I thought he'd give me more time, and he would be the one confessing. I didn't know what to say. But those things he did for me... I just don't know-- it made my heart race sometimes, nevertheless I shouldn't answer it, or somehow return the question. I asked him then. "But do you like me?"

He took the cup of coffee that was right in front of him, his hands gracefully lifting the cup up and fancily took a sip, his eyes not leaving the middle of the table. "Who knows ?"He stated, shrugging his shoulders, but I am sure he does.

I answered the same way he did, to avoid this conversation from stressing me further. "Then, who knows if I like you either."