It had been the longest day of her life, without much to do but wait. She couldn’t take her eyes off the clock, which only made time go by slower, every tick making her wonder how Kid was doing. The distractions she had planned to have with Patty were barely working for any of them. Patty even managed to have a little break down when they were watching TV, and the sisters ended up curled together while watching a stupid reality where everyone looked so happy and dandy it made Liz want to barf. Life wasn’t like that… Well, at least hers had never been that lucky. And now there was also a chance for them to loose the boy that meant the world to them. The one who had done everything for them.
Afternoon rolled by, with Patty ending up fast asleep on the living room couch. Liz decided to leave her there while she went to grab something to eat. Her appetite had finally awakened, so she went back to the kitchen to make herself something to eat. With the sound of the TV and her own thoughts buzzing in her head, she had not heard the door when Kid arrived. The plate with a sandwich that was on her hand fell to the floor, crashing in a million pieces once she turned, just to find him standing there.
Liz had to blink a few times as she just looked at him like someone who had just seen a ghost. Was she dreaming? Cause if she was, she didn’t wanna wake up. His hair and eyes had changed slightly, but other than that it was still him. Physically, at least.
After her brain finally processed it, her body finally responded and started moving again. “Kid.” she tried to say, but it came out in a fainted whisper before she just crossed the room and launched herself forward to hug him tightly. Tears were already rolling down her cheeks, getting his black jacket a little damp on the shoulder.
Kid stepped in the kitchen and saw Liz drop the plate at the site of him. He looked at the plate while Liz stood there, processing the change in himself. He remembered being who he was. He remembered the madness of order, but it was no longer there. The plate shattered, and its mess didn’t bother him. As Liz came forward, Kid smiled. He really was human.
Kid held Liz against his shoulder, patting her back softly. He knew that his weapon cared, and he could respond to those feelings in kind. He looked down at the plate again, and tears formed in his own eyes. Kid had never realized that this sensation was how humans felt tears. He had remembered them before as a sort of simulacrum of emotion, but to actually feel them made him feel that much closer to his weapon.
“Liz,” Kid whispered, barely above her cries. “I am sorry I worried you, but the ritual... It was successful. I’m human. In all the ways I never could be before.”
Kid laughed, and it was a laugh that was more warm than when he had been a Shinigami. It was a laugh that was inviting and friendly and cracked with his voice. It had emotion. “I... I’m feeling things I’ve never felt before, Liz. I don’t know how to describe it. My chest is light, and the plate... The plate doesn’t matter to me at all. Of course, I’d like to clean it up so that no one will hurt themselves on the shards, but that’s all. It doesn’t bother me.”
Kid hugged Liz tight. “Things are going to be very different now.”
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