Unsymmetrical love 4

Yay, second to last chapter! All that's left after this is an epilogue; I think this fic has turned out relatively decent, if anything else a little burst of moe for the Chrona x kid fans. Enjoy

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Liz blinked curiously as Chrona shifted from one foot to another in front of her. She had asked to talk to her after class, probably something about Kid. They had grown rather close over the last few weeks, and she had to admit it was rather cut, not to mention it had mellowed the obsessive compulsive shinigami out, but she couldn't help her with anything if she didn't SPEAK!

"Chrona, if you need something just tell me…" she could only wait so long, she needed to go home and fix her nails.

"C-c-can…. I a-ask you a favor?" she stuttered finally.

"Of course, anything for Kid's little girlfriend." She chuckled as the title made the girl blush, but then she started squirming again, apparently she couldn't find the words to ask what she wanted. Liz leaned down so she was more at her height and smiled. "If you want you can whisper it to me."

She nodded shyly and leaned in, faintly whispering her request, as if it were some secret she didn't want anyone to know. Liz blinked for a second then giggled, giving her a wink. "Oh, he'll love that!"

----- Symmetry ------

"Liz! Patty! You two left the right door two inches out from the right door! I thought I showed you two how to close it correctly!" Death the Kid walked in, hands settled in his pockets, he was surprised when he couldn't find the two sister weapons lounging around and headed off to look for them.

"Liz… Patty!"

"We're in the kitchen!" he finally heard a response and headed off in that direction.

"What are you doing in here?" he asked as he stepped in, spotting Liz sitting at one of the tables, reading a magazine.

"I didn't want Patty making a mess in a carpeted room while she played with Chrona."

"Chrona?" he looked up and sure enough, there was the little swordswomen and Patty, sitting further down, coloring with crayons on a few scattered pieces of paper… Ragnarok was eating crayons, making it hard to see mouth more obvious with the rainbow of colors.

"Heheh," the female weapon giggled, "You sure like to use a lot of black!"

"Ragnarok ate all the others…" the technetion mumbled softly, apparently she hadn't noticed the shinigami yet.

"Chrona! I wish I had known you were visiting!" when he started walking to her she looked up with a start, standing up so quickly the chair beneath her almost toppled over. "I would have been here to…"

His voice stopped short when he finally got a good look at her, well not so much stopped as his mouth fell open, hanging dumbly and slack jawed at the sight. Chrona's usual haphazard, uneven lavender locks was neatly cut and combed into a perfectly symmetrical and even style, framing her obviously nervous face, awaiting his reaction.

Unfortunately he really couldn't react, he couldn't respond, he couldn't even think. His mind had gone entirely blank, like when someone suddenly smacked you across the face, except right now he was blown away at how perfect she looked now, her dress, her shoes, her hair, everything was absolutely perfect… and it was just overwhelming.

However, Chrona could not read minds, and the longer he took to respond, the more nervous she appeared to be. He wanted to dispel the fear and worry in her eyes, but he still couldn't grab hold of his senses.

"Perhaps you two should go to Kid's room? You'll have more privacy." Liz commented, obviously growing a bit annoyed with their little standoff. The shinigami nodded, almost like a robot and took the girl's hand, leading her away from the two weapons. When they were gone, she smiled to her sister.

"I think Kid likes it."

Patty just laughed.

----- Symmetry -----

Chrona felt a lump forming in her throat as she followed the little shinigami down the hallway. Why hadn't he said anything? Maybe this was a bad idea… she had felt so guilty about spying for Medusa she thought if she did something to make him happy she would feel better but now… Ragnarok was right, she couldn't do anything right.

When they got to his room, she was too afraid to look up, maybe he was mad at her and he was going to yell. The sound of the door shut made her cringe, reminding her when her mother used to shut her into her room and the dark.

As if in instinct she began to apologize. "K-kid, I'm sorry! I didn't mean-"

Anything she was going to say was cut short when he took hold of her shoulders and almost crushed her lips against hers. She gave a high pitched squeak as they tumbled down onto the soft sheets of his bed. Though it frightened her at first, the sheets let off a scent that smelled just like Kid when they landed, engulfing her along with the warmth of his body on top of hers. Her eyes fluttered shut with a low moan when his lips moved over hers, but then the contact was over much too soon.

Kid stood on all fours over her, breathing hard with a heavy blush on his face, "I-I'm sorry Chrona, I-I don't know what came over me, Y-your hair, it's just so sy-"

Right now she didn't want to put up with his symmetry talk, reaching up she grabbed him around the neck and pulled his lips right back to her own, all she wanted right now was to feel that way again. Kid was obviously taken aback by the bold action but quickly responded. Taking her thin waist in his arms he pressed her down against the bed, kissing her with passion he usually fought to hold back. Chrona practically purred when he rubbed her lower back, she'd never been caught up in such a confusing jumble of heat and limbs and her mind began to fog, almost like a high, she clung to him for more. Faintly she felt something wet against her lips and gasped, opening her mouth and letting the wet appendage in where it played tag with her own. She could feel her face getting hot, but not from embarrassment as it usually did, and when he left her lips to kiss her neck, nuzzling through collar of her dress to get at the hidden skin, she let out noises she didn't know she could make.

But despite the fact that it was probably the most wonderful moment of her life she couldn't stop thinking about Medusa's demands. The guilt was making a knot in her stomach that wouldn't go away, and the thought of his beautiful yellow eyes looking at her with hatred if he ever found out was almost as frightening as Medusa herself. She gasped when she felt his hands trace over her leg, only a thin layer of clinging fabric, but it just made her feel worse by the second.

"K-Kid…" she tried to talk but it came out in a breathless gasp. The shinigami responded with a soft moan against her neck, then nipping the soft skin of her neck, making her join him in his call. How could everything feel so good but so terrible at the same time?

"K-K-Kid!" she squeaked this time, she didn't know how much longer she could deal with this. He finally paused, leaning up to rest his cheek against hers and sighing against her ear, making her shiver. His embrace tightened around her, a reminder of his loyalty and her own betrayal, but what he whispered, just loud enough for her to hear, perhaps the only words that could make her feel even worse after all that had happened.

"I love you…"

There was a moment of silence in the room, aside from the slight pant of their breathing, until she finally responded.

"I think I'm going to throw up."

Kid stopped dead and Chrona slunk away from him, covering her mouth and running to whatever door she could find, which turned out to be the shinigami's closet, and shut it behind her, blocking out the world. In the dark she curled up in a corner and did the only thing she could think to do at that moment, sob hysterically.

It didn't take any time at for a frantic fist to start banging on the door. "Chrona! Chrona!" she had never heard as much concern in his voice as it was in it now. "Are you alright?!"

"I-I-I'm fine!" but of course she didn't sound fine at all.

"I-If you feel sick… there's a bathroom down the hall…"

"I-I'm fine!" she repeated, even worse off than before.

"Chrona, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to do anything to scare you, whatever it was I'll never do it again, if you'll just come out… please…"

She tried to burry herself further away, too disgusted with herself to even answer anymore. How could she face him? She had broken his trust, which had been so hard for him to give, and now he had given her love, she couldn't remember anyone ever saying that to her before, and she didn't deserve it… she was ashamed to be alive.

But that didn't mean someone else didn't want her, "Chrona… Please, I'm sorry. Please, please, come out so we can talk."

"It's nothing you did…" she sobbed softly to herself, his concern only making her feel all the worse. There was a good long pause, then she heard him walk away. For a moment, even though she was the one to run, she felt a surge of panic at the thought of him leaving, at least until she heard his voice.

"Fine, I'll wait for you until you feel like coming out… I don't want to leave you here alone."

Sure enough she heard him sit down on the bed. She felt moved that he would wait for her like that, so moved she felt like crying all over again. No one had ever cared for her like he did, no one had ever made her feel this way, even when she was far from deserving it… it made her chest fly and hurt at the same time.

Kid looked up when the door slowly creaked back open. She had decided… if she was going to be miserable, she wanted to be miserable in his arms.

The shinigami caught her as she fell to her knees, head and arms landing limply in his lap where she began to sob softy. She didn't deserve to be in Shibusen, she didn't deserve his affection, she didn't deserve him… but she did need him right now.

And he was there, not questioning or mocking her tears like Ragnarok would, not giving her that empathetic stare her mother did, just quietly stroking her hair and mumbling soft words of concern and comfort.

Eventually she just cried herself to sleep, right there in his lap; Kid didn't even realize it until her sobs slowed to slow, haggard breathing, almost like sighs. He sighed himself, wishing he knew what had made the girl he cared so much about so upset. Perhaps he had been too forward, or admitted his feelings too soon, she was sensitive but he had pictured a rather different reaction to the words "I love you." He knew he couldn't take it back and he certainly knew he couldn't change the way he felt… he would just have to talk to her when she woke up. Until then he gave her a small kiss on her new symmetrical hair and let her sleep.

------- Symmetry -------

The light of the early morning sun finally made Chrona stir; when she did she noticed she was wrapped in something. That wasn't right, the last thing she could remember was crying at the foot of Kid's bed…

Opening her eyes she saw it was a stripped black and white blanket, though she was still tired she sat up, which was hard to do as the bed was terribly comfortable. The room was quiet and peaceful, glowing a soft blue in the morning light; it was much too nice to be her room so she wasn't back in the dorms. After a few more minutes of sleepy confusion she tried to get up but found something holding down the sheets. She blinked, looking down to try to figure out what the weird black blob on her lap was; when she finally did she felt her face heat up.

Death the Kid was perched at the edge of what she now realized was his bed, head nestled in his arms and arms resting right at her lap, snoozing softly, unaware of her movement. He must have been the one to tuck her in so well, and by his position he must have been waiting there all night. He looked… rather cute when he was asleep, she noticed, much less serious, almost childlike. Even though she felt terrible that she had put him through so much she still found herself smiling at the sight. When she finally did move she was careful not to wake him, sliding out of the other side of the bed. She was about to leave but stopped at the door, feeling an odd urge to look back, to catch one more glimpse of the sleeping shinigami, He seemed a bit discomfited by the loss of her warmth. Trying to keep her footsteps as quiet as possible she tiptoed silently to his sleeping form and laid the lightest kiss on the three white stripes on his hair. As she left she heard a contented mumble from his lips just before she shut the door. At least she had left him happy.

"I-I think I love you too Kid… I just wish I could tell you."

She really did think after that she was home free but it turned out a sleepy Liz in a bathrobe wasn't about to let that happen, she came wobbling out with a toothbrush still hanging from her lips. She seemed rather surprised to see the little swords wielder so early.

"Chrona…" she blinked curiously, "Have you…. Been here all night?"

"Y-yes, I'm sorry, I-I'll be leaving now!" skittering by her she made a dash for the door, the last thing she wanted to do was have to explain what happened.

"Chrona! Wait!" Liz called just when her hand found the door knob.

"Y-yes…?"

"D-did you and Kid… SLEEP together?"

"YES!" she squeaked all her words at once, perhaps because of all the blood rushing to her face at once, "IMSORRYIHAVETOGOBYE!"

Just before she slammed the door behind her she caught a slight glimpse of the weapon's shocked gaping mouth as the toothbrush fell to the floor. As she got a few steps away from the mansion she heard a lot of yelling behind her, though she didn't know why.

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Kid trudged through the stone hallways of Shibusen, rubbing the painful lump on his head. He had no idea Liz could be so violent, or that he would ever have to explain the proper definition of "To sleep together" to Chrona…

He looked up when he spotted a figure coming down the hallway, at this far end of the dorm he expected no one but Chrona and quickened his steps. As he came closer he realized it wasn't… and felt a strange chill run down his spine, as if something was terribly wrong…

"Maka, are you paying Chrona a visit?"

Then he saw the tear in her shining emerald eyes and he knew why she felt so uncomfortable. He almost knew what she was going to say but didn't want to hear it.

"C-Chrona is gone… she's not in her room. I-It's got to be Medusa."

For a moment confusion clouded the sinking of his shattered heart. "M-medusa?"

Obviously she had said more then she meant to and immediately began defending her friend, "K-Kid! You know Chrona would never want to do anything to hurt you! She cares about you more then she even knows-"

"Maka!" his voice was stern when he halted her; he had to know what was going on.

There was a moment of hesitance, it seemed whatever Maka had to say she knew would hurt him but they both knew the need to help Chrona was far more important so he prepared for the worse.

And he wasn't disappointed, the story, it wasn't a story but it almost felt like fictions, of Medusa's return and how she had been manipulating Chrona… he had shared his heart with a spy…

No, as soon as the thought passed through his head he shunned it, tossed it away, and cursed himself for considering it for even a second. Chrona soul had been terribly abused, she couldn't be expected to stand up to medusa after all she had been through… that was why she was crying, why she had been so distant, he couldn't imagine the painful guilt that must have been tearing her up inside. Surely she couldn't have told him but somehow he wished she had, so he might have been able to comfort her…

Now all he could do was comfort Maka, who was shaking with sobs and inner rage. He felt the same coursing through his veins.

"W-we have to help her…" the blonde shuddered, fists clenched at her sides. Taking her hands he began trudging down the hallway, each step hitting the ground harder than the last.

"Were are we going?"

"To my father, we're getting Chrona back!" even if he had to go to the ends of the earth to do it.