A/N: After finding out that this website absolutely lacked Death the Kid x Maka Albarn I was totally shocked and devastated. So I'm starting the fandom. Don't get me wrong, I love SoulMaka too but I think Kid deserves a chance at Maka. Hopefully you potential readers out there would try writing some KidMaka fanfiction too? *waggles eyebrows*

Summary: When Maka decides she needs help rearranging her library what more help then anyone else then the perfectionist Death the Kid?

Libraries are Luxuries

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By Jikage

On a fine summer day, Maka sat on the couch, curled up with a book at hand. It was early afternoon and Soul and Maka just had lunch a little earlier. Soul was bringing a laptop down the stairs and sat next to Maka, typing. They stayed like that, silent, just enjoying each other's company. This was usually how they spent their weekends, Soul and Maka usually went somewhere together after she finished reading. It was summer and school was out for a few weeks. Then when Maka snapped her book closed with a content sigh Soul gave a grin at Maka eager to get out on a fine day, "What are we going to do today?"

Maka gave a small hum and thought, "I was thinking of going to Kid's house today. Alone."

Soul gave a surprised grunt, "Huh? Why?"

It was a bit surprising. Maka didn't seem the type of person to suddenly just start hanging out with Death the Kid for a reason. It was sort of personal, but the two didn't quite see eye to eye. When they did hang out however, usually someone accompanied them. Soul couldn't see the reason why she needed to see him. Alone anyways.

Maka gave a small smile, "I have to ask him a small favor and I know he couldn't possibly refuse."

"Hm?"

Maka gave a mischievous smile, "You'll see."

Soul scowled, not liking the fact that Maka was keeping a secret from him. They usually told each other what was wrong, "Let me come," Soul was a bit uncomfortable with her going alone.

Maka shook her head, "No. You can't. I feel like I can't ask with anyone around."

This only soured Soul's mood. He gave a low grunt, closed the laptop, and left the living room. Maka stared a bit worriedly, reflecting on what she just said, hoping Soul didn't take it the wrong way.

After all, asking Death the Kid to help rearranging the library was the most precise and fastest way to get things done. There was no doubt he would refuse, should there ever be a hair out of line, Kid would probably walk across a scorching hot desert just to fix it. Maka smiled, remembering the time one of her pigtails were crooked and he helped fix it, much to Soul's displeasure. Soul could really be a gentleman sometimes.

Maka cleaned up the coffee table, hoping that Kid wouldn't fuss over the "unsymmetrical house" before getting the actually work done. Of course she was getting ahead of herself. She had to ask Kid first. Soul walked back into the living room and watched with disdain when he realized Maka was trying to make things look symmetrical.

"Is he coming over or something?"

Maka looked up in surprise, not realizing Soul came back, "Oh yeah, I have to call him first, huh."

Soul frowned as she made her way towards a mirror, breathed on it fogging the glass up, and wrote Death the Kid's number. Soul went into the kitchen to get a drink, but peeked over the kitchen counter to watch the interaction.

Kid's face appeared through the mirror, "Maka?" Behind him Patty was tying ribbons in Liz's hair while they watched TV together. Liz was busy painting her toenails and mildly chatting with Patty.

Maka smiled up at Kid's reflection, "Hey there, Kid. Today, I was wondering if I could come over."

"Sure. Come on ahead." Kid's eyes shifted to where Soul was peeking over the counter, "Is Soul coming too?"

Maka seemed to notice this and turned to look at Soul before diverting her attention back to Kid, "Nah I'm going alone. Do you want to have dinner at our house tonight? Soul's cooking."

Kid paused eyes looking at the roof in thought and agreed, saying he needed to cook for Liz and Patty before he left.

As they exchanged goodbyes Soul grinded his teeth, grabbed his water bottle and stormed out of the kitchen. Maka followed him, "Soul."

Soul pointedly ignored Maka as he started up the stairs, she tried to get his attention again, "Soul."

Maka felt her patience thinning, "Soul!"

Soul stopped in mid-stomp on the abused stairs, "What."

Maka held her tongue when it attempted to lash out and started slowly, "Soul, can you make dinner for us when we get back?"

Soul snapped, "Yeah whatever." He stomped back upstairs. Maka was getting really annoyed of Soul nowadays.

Maka dressed into a nice shirt and skirt and made her way out the door, Soul grumbled a bye and promised a dinner for her and Kid when they came back. Maka smiled and kissed him on the cheek before grabbing a light jacket and made her way to Kid's mansion.

When she arrived, Patty answered, saying Kid was in his room. Maka gave a thank you as Patty made her way back on the couch with her sister. Liz was sobbing at the love drama they were watching. Apparently the protagonist found out that his twin brother was looking for him and right as he saw him a car smashed into him. His girlfriend was trembling as she called 911 and the protagonist kneeled over his brother's mangled body.

Liz turned around a bit to wave at Maka, not trusting her voice and stopped in mid-wave as another sob wracked her body. Patty hugged her sister and offered a new tissue box. Maka smiled as she waved back and made her way up the stairs to Kid's room. She had been in there once, with Soul and Black Star at the time. She was a bit nervous, her first time going into a boy's room alone without Soul. As she neared the door she took a deep breath and knocked twice.

Kid's voice rang through the door, "Maka? Is that you?"

"Yup."

"Yeah, I thought I heard the doorbell. I wasn't sure though." Kid opened the door, dressed in khaki shorts and a yellow polo.

Maka smiled, "It's okay. Patty got the door for me. They're watching a drama right now. Liz was crying pretty hard."

Kid gave a low chuckle, "Yeah, she does that a lot. Especially that one series."

"I understand completely, if you think Liz is pretty bad, you should see Soul watch his comedy shows."

Kid frowned, "Really? He told me that he doesn't like watching TV."

Maka laughed, "He just says that. He loves television. He just wants to act cool."

"That sounds like him."

"Yeah it sure does."

Kid stepped out of the doorway to let Maka into his room. Getting the hint, she sat down on Kid's bed, "Actually Kid I have a favor to ask you."

"I thought so. You usually don't come here without Soul." Kid sat down next to her on the bed, flopping down on it.

"Actually, It's kind of a big favor." Maka said timidly.

Kid gave a reassuring smile, "I'll try my best."

Maka visibly relaxed, "Actually it's about my library. I was hoping if you would help me rearrange the books. It's been much too long since I last did it and that took me months to finish."

Kid smiled, "Uh I'll help. But out of curiosity, why didn't you ask Soul to help?"

Maka gave a loud sigh and laid down on the bed next to Kid, "Do you really think he'd willingly spend his free time to help me put old dusty books in alphabetical order? Please, the only books that guy ever reads is manga."

Kid gave a low chuckle, "I guess not. On one condition of course."

Maka spun around and laid on her belly, "What is it?"

"You'll let me read some books right? I mean---If I find something interesting you'll let me borrow one or two?"

"Kid, you like reading books?"

"Yeah," he said, sitting up, "Whenever I possibly can."

It was the beginning of a really beautiful friendship.

A/N: And romance, little did they know.