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kawaiicrona: Thank you! I'm glad you liked it!

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There might be a few tense changes here and there because I have a problem with keeping them straight... Sorry in advance!

Now, for chapter 2!

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Chapter 2: Lord Death Can't Know

Kid's PoV:

"Hello, Chrona," I said with a small smile. My hands were still on her arms, and when I realized this, I dropped my arms to my sides. "Do you think I could talk to you?" I wasn't going to miss my opportunity.

"Y-Yes." she was nervous and frightened. I could see it it her eyes.

Those beautiful, deep navy blue eyes that I love to see light up when she laughed. Those laughs were few and far in between but that just made them that much more enjoyable.

"What d-do you need, Kid?"

"I was worried about you." I admitted.

"Why?"

"You just seemed quite unwell at lunch today."

"N-No! I-I was- I was just-"

"What's the point in lying to me, Chrona?"

"I-I don't know." she said in defeat.

"Then why won't you tell me what's upsetting you?"

" I will. J-Just n-not here."

I followed her to the cell she stayed in at the school and watched as she sat on the edge of her small bed. She leaned against the wall and pulled her knees against her chest to hug them.

"Now?" I prompted her.

"Th-There is a 'nothing.' I-It comes f-for me s-sometimes. I-It c-came today and the p-possibility o-of escape was j-just too overwhelming. I had to give in."

I though over her words for a few minutes.

They frightened me.

For a hidden reason, the thought of her being swallowed by this 'nothing' worried me.

"How long has this been going on?"

"Since Lady M-Medusa... Died."

"If you'll excuse my rather abrupt departure, I must go speak with my father." I started to move towards the door but felt something grab my hand, keeping me from leaving.

"No! Lord Death. He can't know!"

Chrona's PoV:

"And why is that?" Kid looked into my eyes.

Why did I say that? Why didn't I just let him go?!

Lord Death can't know...

"He j-just can't. I-I don't know wh-why." I whispered weakly, hanging my head.

I feel the bed sink next to me and realize that Kid is now sitting next to me.. The closeness of his body to my own is a bit uncomfortable.

I makes me feel self-conscious, like any move I make will make him hate me.

"Would you care to talk about it, then?"

"I-I don't know, Kid."

"Do I make you uncomfortable?"

"Uh-I-uh-I pass."

"What?"

"I pass." I squeak.

"So, is that a yes?"

"P-Pass."

"How many times are you going to do that?"

His words, for some reason, bring a dark, suppressed memory to the surface of my mind.

"How many times have we done this, now? And how many more times are we going to have to do it? This is getting you nowhere, Chrona." Lady Medusa would lock me in her snake room where it was dark and Ragnarock would hit my head in a fit of rage.

"Did you know my blood is black?" I said aloud, irises shrinking and turning stormy grey. I heard myself laughing but it wasn't my laugh. It's a distant past, but I can clearly the remember the terrified scream I would utter before I would kill.

"It's this laugh. It's these eyes. It's my past life. This is the nothing." I don't realize I'm speaking until the words are past my lips.

"Chrona? Chrona!" Kid sounds distant and he's getting farther away.

It was no use. I just kept laughing.

Kid's PoV:

"It's this laugh. It's these eyes. It's my past life. This is the nothing." over and over she said that.

I knew she was slipping but I had no idea how to pull her back. The nothing was invisible to me but I seemed to take all of her senses away. Why is this happening? How do I make it stop?

"Chrona, come back!" I knew talking wasn't going to help but I had no idea what might.

Her sentence was repeated as did everything I could think of. I said her name. I yelled it. Nothing was working. But I had one more idea.

I moved off the bed and crouched in front of her writhing form and looked into her blank grey eyes. I gently placed my hand on her upper arm as I had at lunch.

"Chrona?" I just prayed that this would work. She screamed. It was as if my touch hurt her in some way.

Chrona's PoV:

Being pulled out of the trance was the single most painful thing I have ever felt.

Coming back to reality, I regained my sight. My eyes flitted around for a minute before they met pools of liquid gold-auburn.

I couldn't find my voice but I began to sob uncontrollably, both from the pain and the fright I could see illuminating Kid's eyes. He held my hand while I cried, I suppose to comfort me.

"Chrona?" there was concern and surprise in his voice.

"K-Kid, I-I think y-you sh-should go."

"No, I can;t leave knowing that this could happen again." he said, sitting next to me on the bed again.

My tears were falling to my hands, now folded in my lap. Something inside me broke and the tears came again in an onslaught of pent up agony. His refusal to leave was... Comforting? I didn't fully understand why, but I needed him. I admitted the latter to myself in shock, going a bit rigid. As if he was comforting me again, his arm wound around my waist and held me close to him as I cried. Gentle, soothing sounds came from his lips and the tears finally stopped coming.

He lifted my head and wiped the remaining tears away.

"You're too beautiful to be crying, my dear," he said, releasing my face while his grip around my waist never faltered. I kept my head where he had pulled it to and tears pricked my eyes yet again. Hearing him call me that broke me to pieces and my face betrayed me, "Chrona?"

"I wish you wouldn't call me that." I wasn't stuttering? How?

"Don't call you what?"

"'My dear.'"

"But, why?"

"It makes things too hard for me, Kid."

"I don't understand."

"I didn't really expect you to."

"Chrona-" I shook my head, making him stop.

"I really think you should go, now." I took the hand that was still around my waist and pushed it away.

"Uh, okay. I'll see you tomorrow?" he sounded... Off...

"Sure."

"Okay. Bye, Chrona."

"Goodbye, Kid." I said as he left my room.

I marveled at my new-found confidence. I stood and moved to the corner that was hidden from view when the door was open and crouched into a ball.

Silent tears flowed down my cheeks and landed on my knees. I tried to determine the cause of them.

Why are there tears? What are they here for? Are they here for a reason? Yes. They're here for him. The only person, besides Maka, that actually cares about me. But why are they here? I didn't want to let him go. But, after my psycho episode, I had to. In that state, I was completely out of control because I don't know how to control it.

Why did I send him away? To protect him. From what? Myself.

Why? Pass... No. Why are you protecting him?! Pass!

Even after the voice was gone, the question stayed nagging at me until I pounded the back of my head against the wall.

But why was I protecting him?


A/N: As I was proofreading this, I realized that almost every sentence was a new paragraph... Towards the end, I tried to fix that but... I kinda think I failed... Oh well! Hope you guys like this chapter! This one kinda hints at feelings that they have, especially Chrona. But, then again, I always seem to write my stories with her falling first... Hmm... Well, anyway! 'Til next time!