Chapter 7
Kid glare down Ragnarok as he stood up but not without reassuring Crona will be safe from any harm.
Crona was embarrassed, he was picked up in Bridal style by Kid as he walked across his throne and place Crona in his seat.
Before Crona could ask Kid not to get hurt nor hurt Ragnarok, Kid place a finger gently on his lips and kissed his forehead. "I promise I will hurt him too bad, just minor bruises." He saw Crona pouted but nodded. He smiled "It will be short my love." Kid assured Crona with a smile, happier seeing him blush a bit more. He turned, he called forth his staff that turned into a sword.
Ragnarok kept his weapon tightly in his hand and smiled manically. "I always figured I would fight you in the future. This is going be fun." The god of war held his sword out to shine a bit. "Recognize this beauty? It's the same material you gave me that forged your pitchfork and sword."
Kid glare was a bit soft. "So you have been keeping it polished and in shape. I am not surprised it hasn't been ruined by the blood you bathed in it."
"At least I keep it in a much better state than Tsubaki could and I've been saving it for occasions like this." Ragnarok smirked. "To challenge you is the greatest fight I could ever hope to fight."
"Please," Kid huffed as he went to a defensive stance. "If you think you can challenge me, you're out of your mind. But I suppose aside being arrogant and stubborn, you have at least a strategy."
"Of course I do." Ragnarok smiled knowing he has a plan to get back at Kid for earlier.
With no hesitation, both attacked. Each attack was dodged, none made a mark nor fail to keep up. Sparks after sparks swords would clash and yet no blood was spilled.
Crona was in awe by the fight displayed before him. To see two gods fight, mostly the way Kid would fight. Even when it was only once, Crona had watched the way Ragnarok spar and moved like an animal when angry. But to see Kid fight was so much different from anyone, he fought with elegance. The way Kid move had made Crona lost in words as he was unaware of his surroundings not even noticing he was being pulled out of the way by Liz as Ragnarok crashed against the throne seat where he was sitting before.
"You idiot be careful! You almost hit Crona!" Liz shouted out toward Ragnarok.
Crona was a bit too dazed from the unexpected pull but shook it away to walk to the god of war, with concern in his eyes.
Ragnarok smirk as he saw Crona walking to him as well as Kid with a bit more kill in his eyes. "*Hmph*, you just gave me my opportunity! Gupi!" he yelled and with speed, a powerful gust of wind hit Crona only for his chiton went up. Kid seeing this had not only blushed a deep red, he began to have a trail of blood out of his nose. Crona was blushing madly and backed away but was having trouble standing.
Crona blushed embarrassed from the unexpected action. 'He gushed more than soul has!' he thought looking anywhere but Kid.
Ragnarok however was laughing so much, to see Kid trying and failing at the same time to stop his nosebleed. "*gupi* Looks likes the gentlemen god is no better than that pervy spirit!" Ragnarok continued laughing as he turned to look at Crona blush madly.
Kid calming down enough, beat red and still blood pouring out like crazy, lunged forward to attack Ragnarok. As they fought, Ragnarok threw his weapon to hit Kid.
The king of the dead dodge. The weapon bounced backwards but aim straight to Crona. Before Ragnarok could stop it, he caught a glimpse of Kid speed run and grabbed Crona out of the way. The god of war saw how overprotective he was over Crona and took a deep breath. He knew from the beginning before he even came here, this was a test, a test to reassure if Kid was in love with Crona and his little pinky was safe. A test to find out if his true intentions were to hurt Crona.
'Then again,' he thought with a chuckle, 'this was a chance to get back at Kid and it had worked beautifully.' Seeing the King of the dead so embarrassed and even got him to have a nosebleed was a bonus!
But after their fight came to an end, never had he seen Kid deeply care for someone other than himself. He smiled in relief.
"Of all gods who care about him, you act so careless with your sword you idiot! Crona could have been hurt or worse if I hadn't got him out of the way!" kid growled as he pushed Crona behind him.
"Don't get so uptight, I could have pulled back my sword in time, it's mine you know I forged it myself. You didn't have to play hero like that blue brat or the whiny pigtails. If a constellation, looks like we're even." Ragnarok bluntly replied.
Kid's right eye was twitching. "What do you mean we're even!?" he said while growling keeping Crona behind him.
"Well," Ragnarok was stretching his neck and glared at Kid from the angle, "first you took a cheap shot by getting me fighting that annoying pest. A fight that I will get a hearing from Demeter for the mess I didn't cause." Kid smirked, making Ragnarok angrier by the minute. "Then you had the gall to make me lose my favorite armor in that new lake. By the way you owe me a new armor and since the underworld makes much better armor, I thought why not." Soon he lunge his sword toward Kid but stopped right when the tip of the sword was close to Kid's chest. "But in the end, I came here to see if Crona was alright and not dead or cursed." He stated glaring down Kid, both knowing already what they wish to do to the other only being stopped with Crona/pinky here. "I doubt you would try to trick him into anything that could kill him or condemn him to live here forever." Soon the weapon was slowly stabbing through Kid's chest plate. Ragnarok silver eyes were going cold dead serious. "But if you did, I will cut you down to pieces and I will take in the pleasure of killing you slowly, especially killing a perverted death god. So listen closely stripes cause I ain't gonna say it again: you hurt Crona or make him do anything he doesn't want to do. The first thing being taken out is your little weapon. that will be more painful to your pride and I'll continue cutting off the rest of you in pieces. Got it?"
Kid was unsurprised, he knew the god of war would act this way and not even bothered feeling the weapon piercing through his armor and even slowly through his skin. He knew the war god was like a brother to Crona.
It was a bit envious.
'I hate to admit it but he does understand how important Crona is. I am just glad he doesn't share the same feelings for him.' Kid carefully pulled the weapon out and extended his hand. "I will not hurt Crona nor would force him to do anything he doesn't want to do. You have my word."
Ragnarok studied his features and found no trace of a lie and shook Kid's hand. Both then let go, hate the display of an agreement together. "Alright I'll take your word. But before I go I want to talk to Crona."
Before Ragnarok could grab Crona's hand, Kid gripped Ragnarok by the forearm. "Not that I don't trust you, which I don't, what is important that you wish to talk to Crona about that I cannot be here?"
"Don't go crazy overprotective. Sheesh." Ragnarok pulled away, feeling Goosebumps. He knew the suppose god of the dead could give anyone chills but just his contact was freezing. 'How the hell can Crona take this?' he thought but began, "I just wanna talk to him and give him something. While we're talking, you're going to be busy now with that mess."
"What mess are you-" Kid froze seeing his throne room destroyed and especially asymmetrical. His eye was twitching, Crona was concerned over Kid's panic.
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" Kid was so devastated, he coughed out blood and with the blood loss previously, he fainted and was knocked out like a light.
Crona was so worried he bend down to check on Kid. He was even more concern seeing him there, lying on the ground like a dead man in a coffin. Before he could wake up the unconscious man, Ragnarok stopped him.
Crona looked to Ragnarok and saw him bursting in laughter, laughing so much he tried to stop.
Crona frowned, ready to panic if Kid never wakes up.
"Don't worry he's fine." Ragnarok spoke, no longer laughing. "This is normal compare to the need to fix everything around him. Beside I wanted to talk to you."
Crona kissed Kid on the forehead then got up but froze in fear. "Y-you're not going to try to take me home are you?"
Ragnarok smiled and sighed. "All depends after we talk."
Crona looked at Liz and patty for any sign.
Ragnarok groan. "If it makes you feel comfortable, the blondes can come."
"Hey we got a name and I know you don't have memory loss." Liz said while glaring.
Ragnarok ignored the comment. "Whatever blonde, so you coming or not?" Ragnarok said as he ignored Liz nearly fuming.
Crona sighed but began to walk with Liz, patty and Ragnarok.
As they walk, they came to the outside of the castle grounds. Liz getting worried for Crona, held out a dagger, patty imitated.
"Hey blondes, I said I wasn't going to force Crona to leave unless he says otherwise." Ragnarok ignored the death glares and leaned against the wall. Looking to Crona, Ragnarok was more serious and ready to kill.
"So Crona, are you alright? Has he done anything to you?" Ragnarok questioned Crona.
"N-no." Crona said getting scared, if it wasn't his mother that scared him, it was Ragnarok.
Ragnarok stared him down. "You're not trying to hide from me for him are you?" Crona shook his head with no hesitation. Ragnarok stared him down and continued, "You know he's cold hearted god who could careless for this world, even you."
Despite Crona's fear of Ragnarok, it was slowly melted away and glaring at him.
Ragnarok smirked internally and continued. "Hell I even bet he wants something good and then get rid you out of his life. I mean I heard he has never taken in anyone like spirit, but then he could be doing it behind. He probably has one right now in his-"
"STOP IT!" Crona yelled.
Both sisters and was surprise by this but Ragnarok wasn't, he wanted the truth.
Crona was glaring at him, "I'm not hiding anything! He is not like that at all! How dare you say that to him! You don't know him like I had!" Crona was fuming, "You're no better! You create chaos and screw with any female around, your no better than Spirit!" Crona was furious. No one has ever seen Crona furious or even mad. Ragnarok unfazed, gave his death stare towards him. "Don't try to protect that crazy obsessed stalker." Ragnarok stared down at Crona forcing him to walk backwards seeing fear in him. "Last time I check, he's over obsessed with you, watching over you. I mean who watches over a kid over the years? That's disgusting! For all you know, he supposedly doesn't watch you changing or even watches you cleaning yourself, huh?!"
Crona got his confidence back and went forward forcing Ragnarok to go backwards until he was up against the wall. "He's a gentleman. When I was unconscious, he didn't take any advantages of me. In fact he never tried to since he first met me. Not once did he force me. If anything, I trust him with all my heart!
He's kind and considerate and he cares anout me and wouldn't change me or replace me. He is nothing like spirit and don't you dare say anything bad around him ever!" Crona then realized what he did and began to walk backwards and shut his eyes for an impact of a punch. But it never happened except a pat on the head and then the said hand ruffling his hair. "You really are growing up. I'm glad to know your safe and you'll be ok. But aside that, a few rare people has ever tried to talk back to me and you did. I'm impressed." Ragnarok spoke. "I just want to know if your going to be okay, just don't rush into things until you get to know him better."
Crona looked up and saw Ragnarok smiling. All of a sudden Ragnarok grabbed something behind his back that was wrapped up. "Before I go, I wanted to give you your gift on your birthday but because of that announcement and your mom might disapprove this. I think now is a good time."
Crona surprised by this, grabbed the gift carefully and opened it and found a sword nearly the same as Ragnarok except it was a little smaller and lighter. "This is for me?"
"Yup. The first time you saw my weapon, I figured you might like one for your own and since your already of age, you might need one to protect yourself. I know what Kid said but still you need to learn to protect yourself. Maybe he could teach you?" he looked the other way embarrassed to say.
Crona so happy smiled warmly to Ragnarok. "Thank you…" he said and hugged him.
Ragnarok pushed him away gently. "How many times do I have to say it?! Don't do that, especially in public!"
Crona giggled and nodded.
Ragnarok began to leave until he stopped."Oh yeah also I won't tell your mom!" he yelled out, and then left.
Crona without thinking rushed inside the castle to Kid. Entering the throne room, he saw Kid magically fix the designs of the walls. Crona smiled but before he could run to Kid, Kid was already in front of him and passionately kissed Crona. "It's my turn to tell you thank you. No one has ever tried to vouch for me." He said kissing Crona's forehead. "Thank you."
Crona smiled and noticed Kid was still fixing. "Would you like me to help you?"
Kid surprised by this tried to not let Crona go. Crona pulled away and began to move the furniture symmetrical as possible. Kid was touched by Crona's action again but shook his head and smiled.
'You still amaze me my Crona.' He thought as he finished reforming the decoration. He then began to fix his throne seat as he thought of what Crona choice will be by the end of the future. He smiled, 'I do not care whatever your decision will be by the end of this summer, I will make you happy.' he then had an idea as he finished. "Crona,"
He saw the young demi-god look to him while fixing a tapestry. "After we clean up this mess, I would like to take you around and give you a tour of my kingdom and later to the Elysian Fields. I believe you may like it there the most..."
