A/N: I know, I know. I need to update Asymmetrically Broken but I don't really want to right now. I'm so mad that every time I think about it, I get upset.

So I was just sitting on the computer, typing up chapter 5 right? Well, I needed to reference something from an earlier chapter so I saved the story for the fifth time and opened a new tab. After I found what I was looking for, I went back to the chapter. Mad is an understatement. When I came back to it, I find that I went from 1,100 words back to - wait for it - 145. I lost 955 words.

I'm not giving up on it, I promise, I'm just gonna take a short break from it because every time I try to type it again, I end up in tears.

I just need to type something. So here's the first of many one-shots. Most of these will be song-fics. I'll update this one whenever I need to take a break from a story. So, here's the first one.

This will also be a place for my first lemon attempt, but not this chapter. Not all of them will be lemons. Just a few will and that's why it's rated M...

This is a long author's note... Sorry... Let's get to it! Those of you who know me (Therbot) you'll know why I wrote this.

I don't usually write 'instant attraction' with no relationship development but I felt like writing one anyway.


Anything Could Happen

Chrona's PoV:

"Crying will get you nowhere, my dear." he warns me gently.

"Don't call me that if you don't care." I fall to my knees as I say this and he falls with me.

"Chrona," his voice, though sickly-sweet, is laced in pain.

"Stop," I fight the urge to look at him, knowing that I'll burst into tears again if I do, "You don't have to pretend, Kid. I know you don't like me. Don't pretend, please." I say, keeping my head and voice low.

"I don't hate you. I'm not pretending, either, Chrona. I'm just trying to protect you. I care too much for you already, but soon I have to leave for my Reaper training. I'll be gone for a long time."

"Can't we just try and see where it goes?" tears form in the corner of my eyes again.

"If we do, we'll become too attached. For me to leave then would only break both of our hearts." his voice is trembling.

"But let's just try. Please." I finally look up at him and I see that his face is as tear-stained as mine.

"I wish we could, my dear."

"I told you not to call me that," I mean for this to come out fiercely but with my tears and seeing him cry, it's weak and is just a whisper, "Whenever you call me that, I melt and it becomes that much harder to let you go."

"I already care so much for you. I already know that my heart will break when I leave. I already want you. Chrona, I already love you."

He picks me up then and I'm cradled in his arms. I wrap my arms around his neck and bury my face in his shoulder. We're going somewhere. I'm not sure where but I don't lift my head to see. I hear a door open and close with a dull thud and then we're going up stairs.

Another door is opened and closed and I'm set on something soft. I know this means I should let go but I don't. I can't. I don't look up; I keep my head on his shoulder. I just let the tears fall endlessly. He sits down and pulls me into his lap.

"Chrona," he speaks quietly, as if expecting his voice to betray him, "Please look at me."

I lift my head and look at him. "Where are we?"

"My home. I need to talk to you and I wanted it to be somewhere private." he replies, taking my hand in his.

"I don't know if we have anything to talk about, really." I say.

"Yes, we do. Chrona, do you understand why we can't be together?"

"You have to leave soon and you'll be gone for a while." I recite.

"Yes, but do you remember what else I said back there?" he asks gently.

"You said 'Chrona, I already love you.'"

"That I did. And it's true. I do."

"So then what's the point of staying apart? If we know that we love each other, then how is that going to keep me from falling apart when you leave? If I know how you feel, and you know how I feel, why do we have to do this, Kid?"

"I just don't want you to have to suffer through anymore pain."

"But I know that you love me. And I love you. If you leave-" tears overwhelm me again.

"Chrona, shh, it's going to be alright. Trust me." he holds me tighter against him.

"W-We know h-how w-we feel. L-Let's ju-just try. P-Please, Kid. Please." I cry into his jacket, my words almost being drowned in my tears.

"Chrona-"

"If you say no, then you're just playing with my heart, Kid. If you're just going to say no, why did you bring me here to talk? You're building me up just to tear me down, aren't you? Kid, please don't do this to me."

"I'm not playing with your heart, dear. I just can't... I just can't."

"You can't what?" I ask, looking up at him and seeing tears in his eyes again. The hand that's holding mine tightens for a split second.

"I can't let you go." he whispers.

"You don't have to."

"Look at me, Chrona."

I lift my head to stare into his two-toned yellow eyes. Those eyes are what brought me to him. Those eyes...

He takes my face in his hands and then there's a light, warm pressure on my lips. When he pulls away, he moves to whisper in my ear.

"I love you, Chrona. Please, don't ever forget that."

"I love you, too, Kid."


A/N: Weeeellll... There's that. I'm not really proud of this one but oh well. I just had to write something to get my frustration out.

Alright.

I plan to have chapter 5 of "Asymmetrically Broken" out in the next few days. Maybe even tomorrow. I'm really sorry about the wait.

Until next time, byyyeeee!