Hello, and welcome to my lair of angst, self-pity, and sadness. Hard times come with hard work to get through them, and sometimes what's spun off of it is a story. This is KandaxOC, and the Oc's name will not be mentioned because I just don't feel like it.
"…Kanda."
"…stay."
"Kanda… I want to. You have no idea how much I want to. But I don't deserve the happiness. I don't Kanda, and you'll never be happy with me."
"But I am. You deserve happiness, and I do too. That's why I need you, because you are the only one that makes me happy."
"Kanda, it hurts."
"I know."
"I know you do Kanda, but I was never prepared for this pain. Kanda, it hurts more than love. It hurts more than any punch, any kick, any fire I was ever thrown into."
"I know."
"Kanda, I was trained for physical pain. You were too. I was trained to not cry out when hurt, and you were too. But I was never trained for the pain that comes with love. Somehow, you were.
"Kanda, this pain, you know how it feels. Yet why do you put me through it?"
"Because, this pain comes with all love."
Something like this will be in my eventual KandaxOC story. Please, keep reading that one if you are. If you're not up for the story though, feel free to spin off ideas for me from this one shot. If you do want to do so, then put it in a review please, and even if you don't, please review too.