Author's note: Kid and Soul time! Lol. Ok so this chapter has a lot of talking in it, but if you like this couple you should like this chapter so let's get this started.

"That pitiful...skinny ass...gender confused mother fucker." Soul grumbles to himself, the wind blowing in his face roughly from his speed.

He was going above the speed limit, he knew that for sure but he doesn't care, he's pissed.

The scythe thought getting out of the house would have helped him calm down but if anything it made it worse. All he can think about is the incident with the swordsman, remembering things he didn't have time to think about in the house, like how he glared at him as soon as he saw him. I mean I didn't even say anything to the guy yet he's in my house glaring at me? The scythe can't get those annoying blue eyes out of his head and it pisses him off.

Soul zooms past a bunch of stores almost running a couple of people over and getting plenty of middle fingers for it but he doesn't care. He had to get this out, he couldn't just walk it off like he usually does with things that bother him…no…this was too much. The swordsman had laid his hands on him, accused him of hurting Maka, his meister, looking down at him like he was some sort of monster...he couldn't walk that off. Soul would love to just go back and kick the shit out of the boy but Maka would hate him if he did and he knows that. knowing her she probably would side with the fuck face like she always does, she will find some way to say how it's not his fault...that pissed him off too...he couldn't talk to his meister about this…but he has to talk to someone..

His bike comes to a violent stop in front of a pair of golden gates, he looks up at the gallows mansion as he gets off his bike...and that someone is Kid...Soul walks through the gates and marches to the large front doors...Kid won't judge me…the scythe bangs on the door eight times...he'll understand...the door opens and to the scythe's disappointment it's Liz who stands before him, looking at him with an eye brow raised.

"Soul? What are you doing here the party isn't starting for a couple of hours."

"I know but I need to talk to Kid." Soul looks behind Liz but the reaper is nowhere to be found, just a bunch of maids are running around. "...Is he here?"

"Yeah." She studies the scythe for a moment with an unreadable expression. This wasn't helping Soul's already hot blood.

"Can i see him?" He grunts his irritation showing through his voice.

"O-oh yeah sure." She gives him a sheepish smile as she moves out the way for the scythe to come in.

Soul walks in eagerly ready to see the reaper but as he looks around, Kid's nowhere to be found. The scythe notes the perfect symmetry of the mansion. And all the maids running around almost panicky with plates of food, baskets of clothes, and cleaning supplies. Some maids are around the youngest sister who was making them blow up giraffe balloons. "Where's Kid? I thought he would be watching the maids work...to make sure they do everything with symmetry.."

"Well he wanted to be out here but if he was we would never get this place ready for the party." Liz sighs. "He would never be happy with how the maids clean and prepare because of his problem. Then he would want to do it himself and I didn't feel like dealing with that."

"Yeah and he tried to tell me I couldn't have giraffe balloons!" Patty shouts into the conversation. "We couldn't have that! What's a party without balloons?"

"Oh well I can see that." Soul sighs...Kid and his OCD problem..."Where is he then?"

"I sent him to the garden, told him he can't come out till were done." Liz crosses her arms.

"Why the garden?" Soul raises an eyebrow.

"He seems to like it there and it's the farthest away." She shrugs. "It's actually good you came, you can keep him occupied so he doesn't try to sneak out here." She rubs her temples. "Believe me if he comes out here before were done it will be hell."

"I'll make sure he doesn't." I'll be talking for a while... "Can you tell me where the garden is?" Soul looks around at the many doors of the mansion. "This is a big ass place."

"Yeah it took me awhile to get use to his place too..." She looks around a moment before a smile comes to her face. "But it grows on you..." She looks back at Soul. "I'll take you to it you'll probably get lost if I just give you directions."

"Alright." he grunts... let's just hurry up and go! He puts his hands in his pocket to hide the fact he's clenching them.

"Patty you're in charge of the maids while I'm gone." Liz yells over to her sister as she walks over to a door in the room, Soul following her.

"Okays!" She waves as they leave but at looking at the maids she glares when she sees there sitting down. "Hey i didn't say stop! I want 50 giraffe balloons and 100 regular balloons!"

"Damn." Soul mumbles as he shuts the door behind him. The two start walking down a yellow hallway, Soul noting the same paintings on one wall are at the same place on the other wall. "She really likes balloons."

"Yeah that's my sister for you." Liz smiles to herself as they continue to walk, she's a little ahead leading the way. She looks back at him, studying him again. "So...what do you have to talk to Kid about?"

"Nothing." Soul huffs. He should have known Liz would try to be nosy and he wasn't in the mood for it.

"Coming all the way out here to talk doesn't seem like nothing." She makes a left when the hallway had ended, her eyes never leaving the scythe.

"Not to be rude but it's none of your business." He tries to look back at her blankly but he knows his face is showing how pissed off he is.

"I'm sorry." Liz sighs as she looks away from him. "I just thought it might be about what's wrong with Kid..."

"Something's wrong with Kid?" Soul's glare falls as he looks at her.

"I don't know for sure but…" she looks back at him. "It's hard to tell because Kid scarcely shows emotion but when he came home last night...I don't know ...he seemed even more distant than usual...he didn't even notice Patty broke a vase destroying the symmetry." She looks down. "We left him with you guys so I thought maybe you knew what was up and came to talk to him.."

"No...I don't, he was fine when he left our apartment…" Soul averts his gaze thinking...Kid didn't realize symmetry was off? ...Something must be really wrong...

"Huh...maybe he was just tired or something." Liz forces a smile as they finally stop in front of a green door. She looks over at him. "This is the garden...I have to go back and help Patty so I'll see you later." she gives him a wave before walking out of his view.

Soul studies the green door a moment, his concern for the reaper and his anger for the swordsman battling in his heart. He has to get this off his chest; he marches in his anger increasing at thinking about someone upsetting the reaper. He opens his mouth but whatever he was about to say dies on his lips.

The garden is...beautiful.

So many different plants adorn the room but as Soul looks around he could see there was the same amount on both sides, a narrow marble path separating the two gardens that made up one huge garden. The scythe doesn't know much about plants but he could see plenty of rose bushes and tulips. That's all he could name. The room has sort of a dome ceiling made of glass, having a perfect view of the sky and the sun who was shining it's light on the flowers. The garden is beautiful...but that's not what took the scythe's breath away.

Kid stands in the middle of the garden, a small butter fly resting on the tip of his index finger. The sunlight shines directly on the reaper giving his pale skin a glow and it reflects off the boy's golden eyes making them sparkle. Kid has a small smile on his face as he just looks at the insect on his finger. The boy looks so…content...yet...in his eyes holds a sadness...

Soul can just stare at the other boy all the anger he felt gone at looking at such a...pretty scene. The reaper sticks out in such a colorful and lighted place with his dark clothes...like a piece of charcoal left in a coloring box but...for some reason...it just makes the scene all the prettier. He doesn't want to disturb him but he doesn't want to leave either. The scythe is frozen to the spot. Kid suddenly lifts up his hand with the butter fly, the insect taking flight, the boys smiling never leaving his face but...in his eyes something changes. Soul can just watch in awe...What the hell am i doing? Say something don't just watch him like a creep! Not cool… Soul grumbles to himself but he's still frozen.

"Soul?" Kid looks over realizing he's not alone. The boy's golden eyes light up...or maybe that was from the light as he looks at the scythe. His face still glowing as he looks at him confused. "What are you doing here?"

"U-um…" What did I come here for..?...oh yeah... "I came to talk to you but..." He looks around at the garden again. "Just...wow this garden is amazing.'

"You like it?" Kid smiles as he looks around at all the plants, his eyes subconsciously looking of any error of symmetry.

"Yeah...it must have taken your maids forever to make a garden like this." Soul looks back at the reaper.

"Actually this garden is all my work." Kid walks up to the scythe, and can't help for his smile to grow when he looks at him in disbelief.

"No way, you did all this!" Soul looks around eyes wide before he looks back at the reaper.

"But I did." Kid chuckles slightly at his reaction.

"Well I'll be damned..." He still looks at him in disbelief. "I would have never pictured you of all people to have a green thumb."

"Why's that?" Kid raises an eyebrow.

"Because you're always so clean, Icouldn't see you getting in the dirt." Soul grunts.

"Ah yes it bothers me...a little bit but it's worth it." Kid looks around at all the plants, all his work. His golden eye's glossed over. "It's dirty business but I've made so much life...and it's beautiful." Soul studies the reaper a moment before looking back at the garden.

"Huh...never thought about it like that." Kid glances at him when Soul grins. "I kinda just thought plants were plants. Just something that grows out of the ground. I didn't really think about it being alive. I've never been a big fan of plants or growing them because it takes all that effort to water and care for them just for the plants to die so quickly." Soul catches the reaper tense a little and he raises an eyebrow. Kid's body relaxes as he looks back down at the flowers.

"...Not if you take good care of them."

"Oh...well I guess I just suck at gardening." The scythe scratches the back of his head.

"Yes, you do." Kid states bluntly, smirking at the look the scythe is giving him.

"Whatever. I don't like stupid flowers anyway." Soul grumbles as he crosses his arms.

"Oh? But I thought you said you like my garden Soul?" Kid raises an eye brow. "I thought that meant you also liked the flowers that made up the garden."

"Yeah well..."

"My garden is only of flowers so what else could it be?"

"Because you did it." Soul averts his gaze when those golden eyes fall on him. "I don't like flowers much but you did a really good job.."

"T-thanks." Kid smiles at him gently but then it falls. "You never answered why your here…is something wrong?" The reapers eyes shine with concern.

"Yeah...something is really fucking wrong." Soul growls remembering the reason for his coming.

"What is it?" Kid gets closer frowning at the change of the scythe's mood.

"You will never believe this shit I'm about to tell you-" Soul takes a deep breath about to unload all his anger and frustration out but stops as he sees the same butterfly past by the reaper, fluttering his wings gently and all the pretty flowers behind the boy. The place was so quiet if not for his shouting. "Could we uh..." Soul looks around uncomfortable with being in such a pretty and quiet place when he was about to get ugly.

"Ah of course." Kid follows his gaze before giving him a knowing smile. "We can continue this conversation in the dining room if you like?"

"Yeah that would be better." Kid nods as he walks past him towards the door out of the garden, Soul following close behind him...wait a minute. "Hey don't we have to past the living room to get to the dining room?" Soul stops and raises an eye brow in suspension.

"W-well..." The reaper tenses.

"Kid..." Soul sighs.

"Just let me have a peek..." Sweat starts to form on the reaper's forehead as he looks at him, his golden eyes pleading. "I have to make sure there not ruining the symmetry."

"I promise you they're not." The scythe puts a hand on his shoulder and grins. "I just came through there...the pistols are doing everything cleanly and symmetrically."

"Oh really? That's great news." Kid holds his heart and sighs. "I guess I was worried about nothing...wait was Patty blowing up those giraffe balloons I told her not to?" The boy's golden eyes lock onto his.

"Nope didn't see any." Soul says as calmly as he can but it's hard to lie to a boy who seems to have lie detectors for eyes. Kid just stares at him a moment the scythe getting worried he figured him out before the reaper sighs of relief.

"Oh thank good ness...you should have seen them Soul, they have no symmetry such a disgusting balloon."

"Oh I bet." Soul grins to himself Kid's not going to be a happy camper later... "So let's go somewhere other than the dining room huh?"

"Ok...well the music room is just down the hall." Kid comments as he opens the door, letting Soul go first before he follows. "So…is what you have to tell me bad?" He looks over at Soul, the concern in his eyes shining through.

"Oh it's bad alright-"

and then all the anger and frustration just pours out of his mouth, not being able to hold it in any longer. They didn't even make it to the other room before he exploded. He was speaking so fast, the words making no sense even to him. Just a bunch of cuss words mixed in with grunts of anger. Kid just looks at him blankly for a moment, letting the scythe get some of his steam out before putting a gentle hand on his shoulder. At the touch the scythe stops, taking deep breaths to calm himself down. Kid looks at him with a slight frown.

"Easy now...let's get to the room to talk about this."

"Alright." Soul grunts his breath still jagged as they both continue to walk the hall together, the reaper's hand never leaving his shoulder. "Unleash it all Soul." The demon chuckles.

"So what did you get out of...that back there." Soul scratches the back of his neck as they sit down on a table in the music room. He must think I'm a spaz...not cool.

"Well not much to be honest." Kid sits in front of him, his blank face giving nothing away. "But I believe it has something to do with Crona."

"Yes!" Soul hits his fist against the table at the swordsman's name, not being able to stop the growl that admits from his throat.

"What about him?" Kid doesn't even flinch at the scythe's outburst.

Soul takes a deep breath before he tells the reaper everything, this time clearly but not calmly. He tells Kid about Crona staying the night without him knowing, the glares he gave him, the flowers, and the room incident...

"Crona pinned you against the wall?" Kid had been blank through most of what Soul was saying but at that part his face changed to that of disbelief.

"Yeah man! And then he fucking accused me of hurting Maka!" Soul growls and clenches his fist.

"What? Why?" Kid frowns.

"I don't know! I don't know where the fuck he got that idea from but what pisses me off is he was really serious about it, looking at me like I was some sort of monster."

"What on earth could have caused Crona to act like that? It doesn't sound like something he would do.." Kid rubs his chin.

"What you don't believe me?" Soul snaps defensively trying to hid the slight hurt he feels...Does Kid doubt me?...

"Of course I believe you." The reaper states looking at him directly in the eyes, the scythe visibly relaxing a little. "I just don't understand why he would think you would hurt Maka…"

"I don't know." Soul looks back at him. "But apparently the whole freak out started because he didn't see Maka in her room."

"Where was she?" Kid's eyes flash with something before it's gone.

"In the bathroom." Soul grunts. "He was just being a dumb ass but…" he looks down at his hands thinking. "Something was wrong…"

"What?" Kid is frowning now.

"Well...she was asleep on the bathroom floor when we found her." He looks back up. "If not for that happening I would have beat the shit out of Crona"

"Asleep?" Kid's still frowning.

"Yeah...well that's what she said..." He studies Kid. "She said she just stayed up to late and didn't get enough sleep so when she got up to get ready she must have feel asleep." Soul suddenly growls. "Which reminds me she spent last night with fucking Crona when she couldn't sleep..."

"Ah..." Kid's eyes gloss over "…How is Maka doing? How's her condition?"

"She seems to be doing good." Soul looks down at the table in thought. "...almost too good."

"Why do you say that?" Kid raises an eye brow.

"She's walking fine now…not even a limp." Soul locks eyes with the reaper. "Even with medication she's healing really fast."

"Well Maka is an amazing girl." Kid forces a smile. "It takes a lot to slow her down."

"Still...it's odd."

"Did you tell Maka about the incident with Crona this morning?" Kid's face goes back blank.

"Hell no." Soul sighs. "I can't tell her."

"Why not?"

"She will side with him." Soul averts his gaze. "She always does."

"But this is clearly not your fault." he frowns.

"I know but I swear to you Kid she will find a way that it is." Soul looks at him, frowning himself. "And I'd rather not start an argument with her...she just got out the hospital...I just got her back...I was so happy yesterday but then the swordsman had to come and ruin all that." Soul looks down. "..I don't want to make her upset but I can't think of any way of handling Crona that won't do that..." he sighs. "Kid...I just don't know what to do."

"You want to know what I think you should do?" The scythe looks up at the reaper's soft words.

"What?" He looks at the other boy hopefully.

"You won't like this but...why don't you try...being nice to Crona?" Kid speaks slowly and calmly.

"Hell no! Kid i just told you he-"

"What Crona did was wrong." Kid holds up a hand at seeing the enraged expression of the scythe. "Don't think I'm saying otherwise but...let's be honest Soul you haven't been too great to him either."

"What the hell are you talking about?" Soul growls. "I haven't done anything to that boy!"

"I believe throwing away the boy's flowers is something." Kid states bluntly.

"That's just because they were in the way." Soul sighs. "They got in my food and i was pissed."

"But you have done it before haven't you?" Soul tenses and looks at the reaper in disbelief. Kid sighs. "I saw the garbage bag of flowers back at the hospital..."

"...' Soul averts his gaze stubbornly a frown on his face.

"You have to remember Soul that's it's not only you who just got her back, Crona has just got her back as well and unlike you he didn't have someone like me to help him through that week without her..."

Soul looks back at him a frown on his face...That's right...I had Kid...and Crona…was alone?...No he had to have someone to comfort him...right?

"I can image Crona isn't really in the right mind right now, and maybe when he saw Maka gone...he had thought he lost her again...maybe he didn't mean to take it out on you but you were the only one there."

"…I get what you're saying but even so I'm still mad." Soul sighs. "…I don't know if I can be nice to that kid...just every time I see him my mood is instantly ruined."

"Do you know why?"

"No...I mean it's been like that even before the mission."

"Is it...because of the scar?"

"No." Soul states bluntly before he puts a hand over his chest. "I've forgiven him for this...I don't hold grudges. That would be uncool."

"Maybe it's just you're not used to him."

"What do you mean?" Soul raises an eyebrow.

"Well...let me ask you this." He puts his hands in his lap. "Have you and Crona ever had a nice conservation together that didn't end in a fight?"

"Yeah...I mean I use to ask him how he was doing and he would say 'o-ok' like every time so I just stopped."

"Soul...you ask strangers that same question so I ask again have you two ever had a nice long conversation?"

"I guess not..."

"What do you know about Crona?"

"Not much besides he can't deal with anything and that he's a pain in my ass." Soul grunts.

"Well see, that's your problem." Kid sighs. "You don't know anything about him and you barely talk to him so he's like a stranger to you." He locks eyes with Soul. "But even though he's a stranger to you, he's not to Maka. He is always around her and it unsettles you. No one likes a stranger around a loved one, how can you when you know nothing about them?"

"Huh..." Soul looks down at the table thinking about what the reaper had said...is that why I don't like him because I don't really know him...it doesn't sound right..

"So why not try to get to know him a little, be nicer to him...you may find that you two have a lot in common..."The reaper gives him a small smile but it wasn't of happiness, it was of knowing.

"Yeah right." Soul grunts in disbelief.

"It's worth a shot…I'm sure it would make Maka happy if you two got along."

"…Yeah." Soul sighs...it would make things easier if we got along but... "I'm not being cool to him until he says sorry." He crosses his arms.

"Well...I guess that seems fair." Kid sighs. "But remember Soul...a little kindness goes a long way..."

"Where the hell do you get all these sayings? From hall mark cards?" He grunts.

"No actually from father." Kid chuckles slightly. "They may be annoying but sadly there always right."

"Yeah, yeah." Soul sighs then looks at the reaper a moment. "Hey man...thanks for this..."

"Anytime Soul, I hope I was able to help you." he smiles gently.

"Yeah, i just had to get all that out." Soul takes a deep breath. "You're always here for me..."

"I'm sorry...I just thought maybe it was about what's wrong with Kid..." His eyes widen. That's right Kid was acting odd yesterday...did something happen?... "He didn't even notice Patty broke a vase..." Kid's always here for me... would he let me be there for him?... Soul suddenly gets up and sits beside the reaper.

"Soul?" Kid looks at him confused.

"Hey Kid?" He puts both hands on his shoulders looking him in those unnatural eyes like Kid does for him whenever they talk.

"Y-Yes Soul?" Kid looks at him blankly but he stutters.

"If something was wrong...or something happen to you, you would tell me right?" He grips his shoulders tighter. "You wouldn't keep it from me and try to face it alone would you?"

"Of course not." Something changes in Kid's eyes but it quickly disappears as he looks back at him calmly. "Why do you ask?"

"Liz said you came home looking more distant than usual." He studies the reaper closely. "She said you didn't even notice Patty broke a vase, now that seems like something wrong to me..."

"Patty broke a vase?!" Kid suddenly jumps, his face of pure anger before he sighs going back to being calm. "W-well." He coughs into his hand. "To be honest I was a little upset last night."

"Why?" Soul frowns looking at the other boy in concern. Kid's expression changes to one he can't read as he looks back at him.

"It's father..." Kid averts his gaze.

"What about him?" What did Lord Death do?

"He reminded me of a horrible truth..." Kid trails off looking...sad.

"What did he say?" Soul almost growls at seeing that look on the other boy's face.

"He reminded me that..." The reaper averts his gaze a deep frown on his face.

"What?" Soul loosens the grip on his shoulder and frowns with him. "Come on...you can tell me man, you been there for me, I want to do the same for you."

"He reminded me that…" Kid takes a deep breath and closes his eyes. Soul leaning closer to him. "The earth isn't symmetrical!" The boy grips his chest and bows his head.

"...What?" Soul can just stare at him in disbelief...I should have seen something like this coming really...

"The earth isn't symmetrical! The world which I live is not symmetrical and I can't fix it!" Kid grips his head. "The United States which we live in isn't even symmetrical and I can't fix it!" He starts to scratch his head. "What kind of reaper am i?!"

"Kid stop!" Soul grabs both his hands and holds them firmly to stop his scratching. "You're an amazing reaper! Don't even question that."

"B-But Soul the world it's asymmetrical...I can't fix it-

"So?" He still holds his hands tightly. "Kid...I know symmetry is a huge thing to you but...just because you can't make everything symmetrical doesn't make you a bad reaper, it doesn't make you scum or anything like that." The boy's head is still bowed; he doesn't look up at him. Soul sighs. "I know you want to make everything perfect but this life...this world is full of impurities. If you spent your whole life trying to make everything perfect…you would have no time just to enjoy it, just enjoy life. Your life will be full of stress and I don't want that for you Kid." The reaper slowly looks up at him but his face is blank. "Just like there's darkness and light, cold and hot, there's symmetrical and asymmetrical things in this world...you just have to learn to accept them for what they are."

"You don't understand Soul...I have a problem." Kid looks back at him. "I can't just except asymmetry, it's not in my being...everything has to be perfect...everything has to be balanced."

"Well...I'm not really symmetrical and you seem to be fine with me." Soul instantly regrets saying that.

"What?" Kid's eyes flash as he looks the scythe up and down, his facial expression turning in an expression of disgust. "You are...just look at that hair! It's pointed all the way on one side and not the other! and look at your jacket! It has that yellow Soul on one side and not the other!"

Soul can only stare wide eyed at the reaper with his outburst...oh god...did he really not notice? ...How couldn't he have?

"This is all wrong..." Kid looks away from him. Soul grips his chest...would this hurt are friendship? ...No I won't let it.

"Look man no sweat, I can take the jacket off." Soul quickly takes his yellow and black jacket off and places it on the table looking at the reaper slightly panicked. "See? Perfectly symmetrical." Kid turns to look at him just to look away again.

"I'm afraid not...your hair.."

"My hair..." Soul looks up a deep frown on his face...now that might be a problem. The scythe viscously tries to part his hair down the middle but no matter what he does it goes right back to the side..."I can't fix that…it's stuck this way.." Soul looks at him feeling almost...nervous about what he's going to say.

"I'm sorry to have to say this Soul but-

"Look I can buy some gel ok? I'll fix myself up to be symmetrical. I don't want something like this to get in the way of our friendship." Soul looks at him seriously. "So if you really can't handle my hair I don't mind changing my look for you since you have done so much for me."

"Still Soul I have to say this." Kid puts a hand on his shoulder looking at him blankly. Soul gulps but looks right back at him. "I'm just kidding." Kid's lips bust out into a smirk.

"Huh?" Soul's mouth actually drops.

"I knew all along you were asymmetrical, I just felt like pulling your leg." Kid states bluntly.

"You ass! You had me scared for a minute..." Soul sighs before he realized something. "Wait…you know I'm asymmetrical and...that doesn't bother you?"

"Oh it does." Kid looks at him a moment before staring away from him.

"But i thought-

"I accept you." The reaper states bluntly not looking at him.

"I thought you can't accept asymmetrical things?" Soul raises an eye brow but can't deny the way his stomach flipped at those three words.

"You're right." Kid looks back at him, his golden eyes locking onto his. "I can't."

"..."Soul just stares back at him for a moment...if he excepts me...but I'm asymmetrical…does that mean...that I'm an exception?...That he over looks my impurities even with his OCD problem and excepts me? His heart swells. I wish I could read those eyes of yours reaper...they don't tell me anything.

"I'm sorry for my joke it was in bad humor." Kid frowns slightly.

"It's fine...I'm use to you being an ass." Soul grunts but he's grinning at him.

"Well." Kid fakes an offended face just to smirk back at him.

"At least that shows me your fine." Soul sighs.

"Of course." Kid suddenly gets up walking towards the piano that is in the middle of the room, pasting a bunch of other instruments like the flute, trombone, violin and many, many more. Soul raises an eye brow as he gets up and follows him, taking this time to actually get a look at the room.

"So what's with all the instruments? You have your own band to play for you or something?"

"Yes for when we have parties but these instruments are actually for me to play." He states bluntly as he takes a seat in front of the piano staring at it blankly.

"Now you're just being a show off." Soul grunts stopping behind him. "No way in hell you know how to play all these different instruments."

"But I do." Kid stares at the piano a moment longer before looking back at Soul. "You know how to play this don't you?"

"Yeah I do but I'd rather not." He grunts. Kid stares at him a moment before looking back at the piano.

"Oh that's a pity."

"If you can play every instrument why don't you play me a song on the piano?" Soul takes a seat next to him looking over at him.

"Well ok." Kid stretches his fingers and places them on the keys.

"Whoa no sheet music?" Soul raises an eye brow.

"Don't have any for this song, I made it myself." Kid states before he begins to play. The reaper plays the keys almost mechanically, moving with a perfect pace.

The song wasn't what the scythe was expecting...it's slow and flowing. Sounding almost...sad.

The reaper's hands never go close to the other side of the piano, keeping it a high pitch tone, like slow bells.

Soul can just watch him play in awe, his form is perfect...and he even wrote this himself...the reapers hands slide down the keys never missing a beat, never stopping the perfect flow of the sad tune what amazes the scythe even more is the fact the reaper's eyes are closed, the way his body seems to be swaying slightly with the tune. Soul's fingers start to twitch as he eyes the other half of the piano that hasn't yet to be touched.

This song is so slow and sad... "Why not add your own touch?" The scythe's shaky hands rest on the keys in front of him, as he watches Kid play from the corner of his eye. The reaper keeps his eye's closed, his fingers moving so carefully over the keys.

..this tune is so lonely.. "Accompany him Soul."

He's so carful...so orderly... "What's the fun in order?".

..Soul's fingers lift up

...nothing...

he slams his fingers down making a long dark note before he has no control of his hands. They move on their own, making a dark and somewhat twisted tune. Soul smiles and closes his eyes as he lets everything dark in his heart come out his fingers as music. To the scythe's surprise, Kid hasn't stopped playing his slow, orderly song, they play at the same time, both tunes fighting for dominance. Of course Soul's twisted tune over powers Kid's but the reaper's song could still be heard. The two contradicting tunes are almost...in harmony, going together making just one song of both their tunes.

Soul opens his eyes to glance at the reaper. Kid's glancing right back at him with a smile on his face. Soul grins before giving the piano all he has, Kid doing same sensing the challenge. The song was reaching its finale...both the boy's tunes coming close to an end. Soul's fingers move in a blur as Kid's move just as carefully. Both tunes fighting each other yet flowing together at the same time.

The scythe can't even begin to describe how good this feels...how right it feels. Dark note. Light note. Dark note. The notes keep pouring out of the two boys, both not missing a beat. As Soul's twisted song flows into Kid's lonely song so does his Soul wave link flow with the reapers, there song linking their souls together. The scythe can feel Kid now, his wave link is strong and just like his tune so orderly. He knows Kid is feeling him now too, feeling his crocked and dark wave link as it flows through him.

Were so different...yet...

.both do one last final note, the scythe slamming down to add effect. The two different notes end at the same time and at that moment their Soul's release each other. The song is over.

"Wow Kid..." Soul smiles at the other boy. "I really wasn't expecting you to be that good, how long have you been playing?"

"20 years." Kid states bluntly looking back at him with blank eyes.

"What?! no way your even 20 years old!" He looks at him wide eyed.

"You're right, I'm much older."

"What-" Soul's eyes light in realization oh... "Did you really forget he's not human?" The demon chuckles. "Poor Soul..."...he's not human is he? He's a reaper...I wonder how old Kid actually is then?...how long has he been here?

'This instrument took me the longest to master." Kid looks back at the piano. "All the others were a bit simpler."

"...you must love music or something to take the time to learn all these instruments." Soul studies him.

"Well before I intended the DWMA or had Liz and Patty, I had so much free time...playing music was a way to entertain myself." Kid's eyes get a faraway look to them.

"How long was that? I mean...how long ago was that?"

"A very long time ago." Kid blinks and looks back at Soul catching the disappointment in his expression "I suppose you're curious to how old I am."

"Yeah actually.." Soul scratches the back of his head. "But you don't have to tell me...it's not cool to be nosy."

"I'd like to keep my exact age a secret," Kid locks eyes with him. "My weapons don't even know but I'll tell you this, I'm older than any living person."

"...will you...always look like this?" Soul studies the other boy...he has to be older than one hundred years old...but he looks my age…

"If you're asking if I'll grow up then yes I will just very slowly." Kid watches as the scythe opens his mouth to say something. "So how long have you been playing the piano? I must say I'm impressed."

"...most of my life." He changed the subject...like father like son...

"Do you have a name for the piece you played?"

"No...I don't really think of names I just...play." Soul glances over at the piano keys. "I just play how I feel...my music is who I am."

"I see...I like it." Kid gives him a smile.

"Thanks…your song was pretty cool too, just a little too slow and sad for my taste." The scythe's stomach does a slight flip at the smile the reaper is giving him. Soul looks away from the other boy. "...Did you have a name for yours?"

"Yes, puer expletus." Kid rolls his tongue.

"What the hell was that?" Soul raises an eye brow. "Spanish? Don't tell me you're a foreign language wiz too."

"Latin actually and yes, I am. I'm fluent in many languages." Kid smirks at him.

"Why you even learn Latin? That language is dead." Soul grunts. "I swear you're such a show off."

"Well when I learned it, it wasn't dead." Kid can't help his smirk to grow at the look of disbelief he gets from the scythe. "I'm just kidding...or am I?"

"Stop playing games with me you dick." Soul glares but it's still friendly. "...Are you really that old?"

"Well-

"That sounded great!" Patty suddenly comes into the room clapping and giggling.

"What?" Both boys look at her confused.

"We heard you two playing all the way down the hall, I was actually sad when you stopped." Liz comes in after her sister smiling at the two.

"Yes...the song was very...how do you say it Soul?" Kid looks over at him.

"The song was cool." He grins sharply.

"You guys should play the piano at the party!" Patty cheers.

"Eh...i don't know." Soul grumbles.

"Aww come on." Patty pouts.

"Yeah Soul we want to hear it again." Liz puts her hands together.

"Once is enough." Soul grunts.

"I'm sure Maka would like to hear you play." Kid's comment gets the scythe to look at him. Kid smiles warmly at him. "And I'd like to play with you again."

"…Ok fine." Soul sighs...damn I can't say no to that smile of his... "Maka isn't the reason you agreed to play? Interesting Soul…why does the reaper have so much influence on you? Why do you be friend order when you know you want to break the rules? A friendship between madness and order can never last." I beg to differ...our song is proof that you're wrong...we harmonize. "But the song like your bond will come to an end."

"Soul, are you ok?" The scythe feels the reapers hand tighten on his shoulder that he didn't even feel till just now. He opens his eyes and is greeted by Kid's golden orbs looking over him with concern. Patty and Liz just look at him, the oldest frowning and the youngest just looking confused. Soul sighs...get yourself together man you have not been cool at all today...

"I'm fine...sorry about that just had a bad head ache but it's gone now." Soul forces a sheepish smile. The Thompson sisters both nod, but Kid just keeps staring at him. Soul knows the other boy sees through his lie.

"Well we're all done if you guys want to come see." Liz looks between the two boys a moment her expression blank.

"Yeah I'd like that." Soul comments and stands up. Kid looks after him, his eyes never leaving him. "Don't you want to see if they did everything symmetrically?" Soul looks back at him.

"Ah yes!" Kid suddenly jumps up and marches out of the room in a blink of an eye.

"Well damn." Soul grumbles as he starts to walk after him. "That didn't take long."

"Hey." Liz stops him. "Did you…find out if Kid is alright?"

"Yeah he's fine. Turns out he was upset about symmetry last night." Soul sighs as he walks with the twin pistols.

"Oh well at least it's nothing serious." Liz sighs.

"Damn it Patty I said no giraffe balloons! My home is now disgusting!" Kid shouts echo through the mansion.

"Oops." Patty giggles. "Sorry Kid I must not have heard that-

"I'm getting rid of them!"

"Don't you dare!" Patty growls darkly making Soul jump. "If you do I'll switch all the knick knacks on the shelves around!"

"Patty!" Kid whines. "Their disgusting-

"Giraffes are not disgusting! You're disgusting!"

"Patty how could you say that?" Kid's still shouting as the three get closer to the door to the living room. "I just want to put them away-"

"I said no damn it!" Patty growls as the three come into the living room. The reaper is on the floor holding his head.

"I really, really hate you Patty!" The boy sobs as he looks up at all the giraffe balloons. "There not even a symmetrical number let me just pop a few-

"Pop my giraffes, I'll pop you" Patty punches her hand in her fist.

"But Patty..." He sobs.

"Oh good grief." Liz rolls her eyes.

Soul watches as the reaper still attempts to reach out to a balloon that was close to him just to be stopped by the youngest. "Patty please!" "No!"

Soul sighs…oh Kid...this is going to be a problem... Kid's obsession of symmetry vs. Patty's obsession of giraffes...pop! "Oh hell no! You did not just pop one!" Patty shouts before jumping on the reaper who was trying to pop another...sorry Kid but my moneys on the latter...

So chapter 22! Next chapter is the party. :)