Chapter Three~~I don't feel like naming it

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Author's Note~~Comment plz!

Soul's POV

After dinner, I went back into the guest room to get the girl. I brought her into the living room and rested her down on the couch, her head in my lap. She looked quite cute when she slept, and I could tell Kid felt the same way.

"Soul? Why'd you bring her in here?" Maka asked, cocking her head.

"I wanna watch tv."

"Why'd you bring her?"

"Cause I felt like it! Geez Maka!"

"Okay! Sorry!"

She left. What was her problem?

Maka's POV

What was his problem?

Kid's POV

I came downstairs to watch tv, but I saw Soul on the couch with the girl on his lap.

"WHat are you doing?" I asked.

"She seemed lonely."

I came over and looked at her over his shoulder. She was cute. Her soft lips and perfectly symmetrical clothing. Oh she was quite pretty...

"What...where...am i?" she woke!

Decease's POV

I woke up from the midnight blackness. I saw a white haired boy with red eyes and a black haired boy with white stripes in his hair. I was quite confused.

"WHo are you?!" I yelled, realizing my head was in white hair's lap.

I blushed.

"I'm Soul and that's Death the Kid. What's your name?" white head said.

"I don't exactly have one."

"It's okay."

I realized something. The Death the Kid guy had three white stripes in his hair. I pulled my beanie down over my face.

"Here, let me help," Soul said.

He took off my hat.

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