Sollux Captor

Soul had a little fanged grin, before he pressed his forehead against the other's. "I know... I just like seeing you smile." He slowly released the other's hand, and headed into the kitchen, where the sweet smell of the breakfast had drifted into the other's room.

Soul helped him out of the bed... how he managed to keep his bed completely symmetrical after tossing around on it all night, he had no idea.

Soul had a little smile, as he leaned close, and gently pecked the other male on the forehead. "I made you some cinnamon rolls."

Patty was giggling innocently, as Liz had smacked her hand over her face. "Oh my god..." --- "Kid? Wake up, I made something for breakfast if you're hungry." Soul was gently shaking the older's shoulder, trying to wake him up.

Liz chuckled a little bit. "It'll be fine. You'll find a boy that isn't a complete pervert, you'll see." Patty giggled a little. "Hehe, or you could try a girl!"

"But he loves you, Maka!" Patty was clinging to her as a chibi as they were heading down the hall towards Maka's class... Maka got wonderful grades in school, it's just... well... Liz was too obsessed with her looks to pay attention in class. And Patty... she was... um... special! XD

Liz looked over at Patty. "Did you run into your dad, Maka? You usually have that face when you two are talking."

Tsubaki chuckled a bit, as she laid her hands on the other's shoulders. "Alright, Black*Star, let's get to class." She smiled softly, and led him along. Patty jumped over, and gave Maka a hug around the shoulders. "I'm excited! Will we get to meet this Kid guy?"

"I don't know... it's pretty amazing that in less than half a day, the mission for Anubis was completed." Tsubaki mused, trying to show her support for her meister, even though they've been together for a long time, and they still hadn't collected any souls at all. "I know who did it! I know who did it!" That voice... hyper and high pitched... it seemed Maka had arrived, her weapons, Liz and Patty right by her side. "We heard from one of the teachers that the mission was taken by Shinigami-sama's kid, his name is Death the Kid." Liz had her arms folded, watching as her little sister was jumping up and down... seems her eating a strawberry chocolate bar before coming to school was a bad idea.

The two of them stayed in the park for a while, as they snuggled together. When they got home, he would make something for Kid... crying does make one hungry after all. --- Tsubaki was looking up at the missions that were open for meisters and their partners, seeming surprised to see one of the really big missions were gone. "It was only posted about 6 hours ago..."

Soul rubbed his back to try and soothe his partner, having an arm wrapped around him so they could cuddle. "Shh... please don't cry, Kid...your my meister, I wouldn't want anyone other than you to fight beside and protect."

Soul frowned, as they ended up near the park, as he brought them to sit down, as he let the other's head press against his shoulder. He hated seeing him like this... he always got so depressed very easily.

Soul watched his partner, as he brought his arm around him, and they left the Death Room. "Kid... you want me to make something for you... to cheer you up?"

Beezelebub was soon summoned once more, as Soul got on as well as Kid, having his arms wrapped around his waist.

"Let's go home." He smiled, and offered his hand to Kid.

Soul blinked as he watched Kid fall to his knees, ranting about what he did, and that he should die. "Oh boy..." He went over, and knelt beside Kid, gently rubbing his back. "Calm down, Kid. You don't need to die. Everyone does something dumb when they're angry, trust me. It's gonna be okay, I promise." He felt the shivering under his hand slowly begin to cease... seemed Kid calmed down a little. Very good.

Soul flinched as the structure began to crack and crumble, before it finally fell apart, the once symmetrical spot that Kid adored had fallen into pieces. "D...Damn... m-maybe we went a little too far in there..."

--- "Seems after all of that, I have 93 souls, so I'm afraid we didn't get an even amount that time, Kid." Soul rubbed the back of his head. He always seemed to feel bad about telling Kid how many souls he had, especially when his partner hated uneven or asymmetrical numbers.

Soul noticed the look on his face, as he was staring at the pharaoh's disfigured body, before giving a little chuckle. "It's over for you now. You have disturbed by partner's sense of symmetry." With a smirk still visible, he transformed back into scythe mode as Kid caught him out of the air, looking almost enraged.

*Kid! KID!* Soul cried out to the young death god. He couldn't take this anymore. Right as the hammer was racing down to crush Kid once more, hands reached out, and clutched it. The scythe was back in his human form, though his body was shaking under the weight he was trying to stop from crushing his partner. Falling onto his knees, he was grunting a bit from holding it back. The smell of blood and injured panting was heard from Kid, and he couldn't let this thing crush him again.

*Kid, what are you doing?! Your losing too much blood! Answer me!* Soul was getting really worried about Kid, he always joked about symmetry going to be the death of him, but seeing it actually happening, it was no laughing matter. *Kid, get a hold of yourself! Please, forget about the symmetry for a minute, and at least defend yourself! I don't want you to die here!*

Soul managed to land on his feet, shaking off the rest of the bandages on his body before going into his scythe form, as he landed in his meister's hands.

"The bandages are caught up around my scythe blade! I could use a little help!" Soul squirmed a little, not liking the feeling of looking like a bondage victim like in those bad pron films.

"D... Do I look alright, you idiot...?" Though he was trying to sound pissed, his cheeks were red as a small groan escaped him. Bandages had caught around his waist as well as his arms and legs. Trapping him in the air almost looking like a spider web, some of the bandages wrapped too tightly and pulling at the clothes they were hooked around. His stomach and the upper left part of his chest visible with the fabric of his jacket caught on the bond's grip, his hips being shown as well.

"Oh, you have got to be kidding me...!" Soul was less than pleased, as more of the bandages lashed out, and caught a hold of his arm, before pulling him forward, trapping the scythe in the air.