week 26
175
6/24
Westbound (Beach episode! Crona is referred to as 'her'.)
Patti danced around barefoot in the sand, waving her hands above her head, and singing along to the radio. "California girls, we're unforgettable~ Daisy dukes! Bikini's on top! Ooh ooh ooh." Liz laughed, nearly falling off the beach chair.
"Ugh. Maka, make her stop please." Soul groaned. Maka wrung her hair out from the last swim in the ocean. She had a sunburn on the bridge of her nose, which was adorable.
"We can't all have perfect pitch Soul. 'Sides it's a catchy song." Soul snorted.
"Yeah you say that now, but wait until Black*Star tries singing it."
"Hey Patti! Where's Kid?" Maka interrupted her right before the rap solo.
"Um. I dunno. He and Crona ran off somewhere, so he's probably trying to kiss her right now!" She swayed back and forth, keeping with the beat.
Liz sat up, horrified. "Patti! That's suppose to be a secret." Patti shrugged, still dancing.
"Oh come on Lizzy. It's not much of a secret if everyone can see it!"
176
6/25
Smallest (Um. Crona is she/her.)
Kid noticed when Crona is brushing her hair and Kid is brushing his teeth. (8 times over each tooth.) He has to wait until he's done but keeps his eyes on her.
Crona finishes before he does and walked back to the bedroom. When Kid is done, mouth rinsed and clean, he finds her pulling on simple black boots. Before she can bend over to put them on, Kid stops her.
"Allow me, please." He kneels before her. Crona blushes but puts her hands on his shoulders to keep balanced as he slides the boots on and knots them perfectly. Looking up at his wife, Kid smiles. He kisses her and takes Crona's hand. Then looks at the smallest soul in her abdomen.
177
6/26
Revealing
"I can't believe this." Soul muttered adjusting his bowtie in the mirror.
"Believe it Soul! Blair wanted us to do this for Tsubaki's bachelorette party and if you don't get out here and shake your ass for Maka in time to the beat she'll never let you live it down." Black*Star smacked said ass. "Just don't stand in my spot light and you'll be fine."
Soul rubbed his butt, tightly clad in spandex pants, and groaned. "What the hell is the point of even having a bachelorette party if the only guy she sees in Chip n' Dale dress is her fiance?"
Black*Star snorted.
"Who the fuck else would she want to see?" He looked around.
"Where's Kid?"
"Crona ahh, oh. Don't leave marks! I-" Kid trailed off as Crona nipped at his clavicle with deceptively sharp teeth. They switched to the side and nibbled it as well. Kid groaned and pulled Crona back up, teeth clashing as they kissed. Crona seemed intent on making it the most intense kiss of Kid's life. Their tongue moved sensuously against Kid's, stroking delicately over his soft palate then running it along the insides of his lips.
When they finally broke apart to breathe Kid stuttered out.
"C-Crona I uh re-really need t-to un get back to um the-the-" Suddenly the closet door opened. Soul stared at them. They stared back.
"You can't have him. Go away." Crona said, shutting the door again.
178
6/27
Mistake
It only took about a half an hour for Maka to realize that spying on Crona and Kid was a bad idea.
There was something voyeuristic about intruding on something so private. Kid and Crona were so involved with each other that they're eyes hardly left the other's face. It was clear Crona was nervous from the way they tugged their sleeves and Kid kept shifting from foot to foot and tapping his palms in beats of eight. But there was anticipation, excitement. Kid took Crona's hand and they both blushed so hard that Maka cringed from second hand embarrassment. The first kiss looked like fireworks going off in both pairs of eyes.
Maka regretted spying, but not setting them up in the first place.
179
6/28
Abusive
"Do you know where hell is? It's in your head?"
Kid regretted blowing those words off now. He should have listen closer, been more attentive to what Crona had been trying to say.
He laid stiffly on the bed, listening to Crona cry softly in their sleep, two doors down. It was the same as every night. What ever terror Crona managed to beat back during the day flooded back at night and they would toss, turn and quietly sob their way through the darkness.
Kid wanted to be impressive. To go and lay down next to Crona, put his arm around them and promise that whatever haunted them couldn't hurt them, because Kid would keep them away. Instead he turned over and tried to block it out, ignoring the way shame made his throat tight like a panic attack.
There were some things even a shinigami couldn't fix.
180
6/29
Melodramatic
"These movies are so ridiculous." Kid said, watching the boy and girl kiss in the rain after he stopped her plane from leaving.
"I like them, but they are a little dramatic." Crona admitted.
"Boy like girl. They get together or something stops them. Then there is a gentle misunderstanding. By the climax it doesn't matter because you know they are going to get together anyway." Kid ticked of each point on his fingers. "It's predictable, you must admit Crona." The credits started rolling.
"Yes, but they are cute. It make you feel good, like things will be okay if you love someone." Crona smiled at Kid.
"You're cuter, and you know I'll always be honest with you." Kid pointed out, smiling when Crona blushed.
"Yes, but we aren't exactly romantic comedy material." Kid laughed, and stopped the movie.
"I suppose that's also true."
181
6/30
Paranoia
Something woke Kid out of a deep sleep. His skin was crawling and his teeth were grinding together.
Kid walked around the room, eyes narrowed. Something felt off, but he couldn't quite figure out what and it was antagonizing him. Every painting was where it was suppose to be, he'd measured eight times already! The doors were perfectly closed. The bed was made to an inch of it's cotton life...What the hell was it?!
He whipped around and tore open the curtains. His shoulders slumped.
The moon for the first time in it's history it was perfectly symmetrical.
For the first time, that blank perfection of a clean blank darkness bothered him.
(He would have preferred if it hadn't changed at all.)
181
7/1
Contradistinction: distinction by opposition or contrast
"The two of you are so different, I can't imagine the arguments you have. Do you have anything in common?"
Somebody said this to Kid and Crona nearly every time they introduced themselves as lovers. Kid smiled a Mona Lisa smile, and told them that it didn't matter because that wasn't the point.
Crona shrugged their narrow shoulders and asked for the matter to be dropped.
Kid and Crona rarely argued. Crona let Kid arrange the world how he wanted and Kid let Crona make their own choices. It was more that what most people had done for either of them.