As promised, here it is the 11th chapter! Sorry I got you all thinking that chapter 10 would be the last one, I just changed the story too much to stop at 10 ^^;
But before you read this chapter, I must warn you: If you are very disappointed and hate my guts after this, then I'm sorry. Here's why:
This chapter is extremely short.
I wrote this chapter just so you all would stop complaining about how I should update faster.
Also, I have been stressed out and depressed for a long time. But, today, my boredom seemed to consume my stress and depression so I bothered to write this.
This did cheer me up. Writing stupid stuff can actually be entertaining for 30 minutes – 1 hour.
So yeah. If you are disappointed and mad about this chapter, im sorry, but since I've been depressed, I recently got un-depressed (?) so, I wanted the characters in this story to get un-depressed too. Anyways, I hope you'll still bother to read the next chapter (last one) so enjoy!
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Liz just stared. Kid's heart… is broken? That didn't surprise Liz as much as it should have. Oh course, when they first met him he did seem a little depressed. They told everyone that Kid saved them from the streets, but actually, they helped each other. Kid needed someone to be there for him, to have their whole life dedicated to them, which was the job of a weapon. And even better, they were symmetrical. At least in their weapon form we were.
Kid never even cared that they were symmetrical. That is what caught his attention, of course. Liz and Patty being symmetrical was just icing on a cake. It wasn't necessary. Even though they were street thugs, he told them that it was because he saw that they had good souls. If he cared about symmetry, he would have never let us become his weapons, since we were so different in our human forms. He cared about us, we cared about him.
That's why they made sure they were always there for him, because Kid never really shared. He was a child who kept to himself. That's why it meant so much to Liz and Patty that Kid told them everything.
"Kid…" Liz said again, not sure what to do here. Kid didn't act this depressed. When they first met he never told them why, and they never asked him. They just wanted to help him. They didn't need to know what was troubling him as long as they could help him.
"It'll be fine." Liz said, pulling Kid closer, as if to protect the frail boy from the outside world and all the dangers and heartbreaks it involved. "You just need to go and help her. Find her."
"I've tried!" Kid snapped back, leaning away from Liz. "I don't know what else to do!"
That hurt Liz. Liz had always been there to help, and Kid always accepted it. This must really be out of Liz's control. The only person who could help was probably the one who had caused him this misery.
The one he loved.
What Kid had whispered to her that first day was, "I love her." Liz had chosen to tell Patty and no one else, but it was a mistake. She should have either kept her mouth shut or tell Crona what was going on.
But she didn't, so she felt a pang of guilt eating at her insides.
"Come on!" Liz said, rising from the bed with sudden new energy, grabbing Kid's wrists and pulling him up also.
"What are you doing?" Kid said, trying to pull free from Liz's iron grip, to no avail.
"Well, you're not gonna do anything just lying here moping around!" Liz said, looking directly into his eyes. "You're not helping yourself or Crona! You're a shinigami, aren't you? Then be strong! Go, fight for what you want!"
"L-Liz…"
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Crona still sat there, in the nurse's office. Luckily it had been a Friday when she came in here, so there wasn't anybody in the school today, since it was Saturday.
She didn't feel hungry. She didn't feel tired. She didn't feel anything. It was like the first time she ran away. She felt empty, meaningless. She was just there. Her body was there, but it was like her mind wasn't. And for Ragnarok, well, he sensed Crona's deep depression and was smart enough to stay put. He knew this from the last time.
But, Ragnarok was mad at Crona. He didn't understand why she would go through these terrible depressions over one freakin guy. It didn't make sense to him. And he wanted to leave. He didn't like laying down all the time like this. So, when he heard the footsteps going on outside, he didn't mention it to Crona. He wanted somebody to come in here and find her.
Only when the footsteps grew louder did Crona bother to look up. It was a Saturday, so no one should even be in the school. She started to worry. What if someone was looking for her? She wouldn't be able to deal with people like this!
As the footsteps grew louder and louder, Crona panicked more and more. Suddenly, the footsteps seemed to stop. It was deathly silent. Had Crona imagined it? Just as she was about to breathe a sigh of relief, the door shot open with such great force it was almost removed from its hinges.
"HELLO? ANYONE IN HERE?" Crona shrieked and backed up to the wall when she heard the booming comical voice.
Shinigami looked over at the terrified pitiful lump pressed up against the wall.
"Oh, there you are!" He said, the loudness of his voice still making her become part of the wall.
"W-w-what are you doing here?" Crona managed to say, still startled from before. "Were you looking for me?"
"Huh? Oh no. I left some rash cream in here the other day, and I need it back. " Shinigami said. Suddenly, he looked at Crona with a slight stern expression. "Don't ask what it's for."
'C-cream?' Crona thought. 'D-does he even have skin!'
Wait…
Footsteps?
Crona had heard footsteps.
'T-that doesn't make any sense!' Crona thought. She looked down at his robe that seemed to get smaller and smaller until it reached the bottom, where it was nothing at all. Where were his feet? 'Does he even have feet? I mean, under his mask has to be a face, right? Or, is it even a mask? Or… is the robe his skin? So again, what use would he have for rash cream?'
"Um… Crona?" Shinigami said. "What are you thinking about?"
Crona shrieked again, and just pushed herself more and more into the wall. How could she deal with a person if she wasn't sure they looked human?
Wait…
And what about Kid?
'B-but, Kid looks normal.' Crona kept thinking, ignoring Shinigami's voice. 'How does he have a dad like that and end up looking like a normal person?'
"Crona!"
"W-what?" Crona said, startled again.
"Have you or have you not seen my rash cream?" Shinigami asked.
"N-no…" Crona whispered.
"Oh, well then I must be off then." He said, looking disappointed. "Nice talking to you, Crona!"
Crona just stared at the goofy death god, who was just waving until he ran off in search of his rash cream.
It was silent for a moment, and Crona hadn't realized that Ragnarok had come out until he spoke.
"What… is that guy ON?" Ragnarok said, bewildered as well.
"I…" Crona started. "I don't know, Ragnarok. I don't know."
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"Kid!" Liz's voice called after him. "Don't just run off like that while I'm talking! Wait up!"
'Damn you Liz…' Kid thought, running away, his face reddening. 'Why do you have to talk so seriously about my love life? It's embarrassing!'
"Godamnmit Kid…" Liz said, starting to run after him. "Wait up! If you're going to chase after you girl, then let me help!"
"W-What? This is personal, Liz!" Kid said over his shoulder, not stopping. He couldn't stop running or else someone might see Shinigami-sama's son, blushing! "It's none of your business!"
Liz stopped. She had a right to know, didn't she? She had helped Kid all this time and all, so she deserved to help! Sure, Liz did sometimes gossip about stuff, but this wasn't the case!
Liz thought it over while Kid's body became smaller and smaller in the distance. Sure, she did tell Patty what Kid told her when he had told Liz to keep it a secret, but she didn't gossip that much, did she?
Eh, this was getting a bit too complicated for her tastes anyways. It'd be best to just go inside and let things work out on their own. After all, Liz would still hear everything that happened when Kid came back home.
She should take this opportunity to relax in Kid's giant mansion, get her nails done, let things work out between them, then learn some new gossip when Kid returned. So, Liz stepped back inside, and decided to ignore everything until it was over. She'd know soon enough, anyways.
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Kid was still running, long after Liz had gone back home. Suddenly, once Kid couldn't recognize his surroundings, he stopped. He had only now realized that he didn't know where he was going in the first place.
He should look for Crona; after all, it had been a while since her second disappearance, so he was worried. But then again, he didn't know where to look for her either.
"Oh! Hi Kid!" Said a booming comical voice. Kid turned, startled, to see his father waving at him with one hand, and an odd bottle in the other. "What are you doing out here, Kid?"
"U-um…" Kid said, bewildered. "Nothing, I seem to be lost."
"Oh! I see!" Shinigami-sama said, his fingers going up and down his imaginary beard.
'See what?' Kid thought.
"Well, we're at the medical part of Death City!" Shinigami-sama said, showing the bottle to Kid.
"Rash Cream. For all those awful, secret rashes that people shouldn't know about! Now fruit scented." Kid read the bottle out loud. "Um…"
"Yes, and before you ask, I won't tell you what it's for." He replied sternly.
"I-I wasn't going to…" Kid stammered, wondering what use his father would have for rash cream. He decided he didn't want to know and shook away the thought. "Also, what is the 'medical part of Death City'? And why are you here, holding a bottle of rash cream?"
"Oh well you see, people call this area the medical part of Death City because you can get any kind of medication you can imagine! I even found this rash cream that I got in England three years ago at a store here!" Shinigami-sama said.
Kid did remember their trip to England, and now that he lot about it, his father did smell like citrus for a while after they returned, but that was beside the point.
"Yes, but why did you get rash cream?"
"I already said I wouldn't tell you." Shinigami-sama replied. "But, alright. I can tell you this. I just needed it for… something, so I went into my room to get it. But, it wasn't there, so I thought that maybe I left it at the school's infirmary, but sadly, little Crona hadn't seen it…"
"I see…" Kid said, not really understanding, until he replayed the last part in his head. "Wait, did you say Crona didn't see it?"
"Oh yes. She was in the nurse's office. I asked her if she had seen my rash cream in there, but she didn't, so I left." Shinigami-sama replied, quite calmly.
"And tell me…" Kid said, clenching his fists. "Why did you just leave her there? She's been missing!"
"Oh, I guess it must have slipped my mind." He said, chuckling.
"Now, I must go and use this cream on my – er, I mean, I must go file some paperwork." He said, before running off and waving like a maniac.
Kid stood there, too creeped out by his father's sentence to move.
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So there you have it! Yaaaay im done with this! now I can start writing the next chapter! Which will be the last one!
So yeah, you can hate me if you want, but I really just needed some cheering up, so I wrote this as wacky as I could. But, it got short in the process too. Sorry, you're probably thinking "I waited so freakin long for THIS?" Aren't you? Lol sorry, but I promise, the last chapter will be all serious and lovey dovey and long.
And guys, after the next chapter, review it and tell me if you want a sequel! Cause its summer vacation and I'm so BORED! I'd be more than happy to write a sequel! I was thinking maybe taking a look into their futures, maybe?
Also, one of you guys reviewed this once with an idea for the story. And I liked it! I won't say your name now because I want it to be a surprise! But you will get a super-duper shout-out from me in the last chapter! I hope you'll all enjoy it! :D
So again, thanks for reading and reviewing, and again, sorry for weirdness in this chapter. Look forward to the last one! I love you guys!
~Melissa~