Also, I DO NOT SUPPORT KRAINE! THERE IS NO KRAINE IN THIS STORY O.o And let me warn you all, the next chapters get sad. I've already written them but I need an excuse to go on my other computer to upload x) And I will try my best to get the next chapter up, erm soon.

"Kratos, where did you go?" Lloyd asked, as inquisitive as he always was. Kratos glanced over at Lloyd, as if to apologize for his mind array from the conversation.

"Just outside for a few moments to check on Noishe," Kratos replied coolly. Looking down at the table, his expression showed he was having deep thoughts and wasn't much in a talking mood.. Lloyd gave a sigh as he looked at his father with concern.

"What's wrong?" Lloyd asked softly. Raising his head, he glanced at Lloyd, his eyes filled with confusion and an odd look. Taking a step back, Lloyd fixed his glance back on the door where I had left from.

"Dad, answer me, why is Yuan here?" He asked uneasily. Looking a bit afraid, Kratos cleared his world and looked down awkwardly.

"I can't tell you," He muttered. Lloyd seemed enormously shocked at Kratos' reply. Kratos had always give reasons why he didn't want to share his insight with the younger swordsman, but this time there was no reason provided.

"Why!" Lloyd asked sharply. Kratos didn't look up, but starred down at his mug in what seemed like thoughts that were bothering him. I glanced in from the door then walked in swiftly, as if nothing had happened moments ago. Without a glance from Kratos, Lloyd seemed even more confused.

"If Kratos won't tell me, then why are you here Yuan?" Lloyd asked, he seemed annoyed. Pfft, why should he be annoyed at me when as it stood I should be annoyed at him. Shaking my head I clenched my teeth tight and gave an icy stare. Lloyd backed down a bit then glanced back at Kratos.

"?.." I glanced over at Kratos. He seemed oddly pale, and he looked considerable tired. This wasn't like him, he never was pale, nor sick. Lloyd also noticed the change in his mood. What was wrong with him?

"Kratos?" I asked, trying not to add much concern as I usually would, knowing that Lloyd was breathing down our necks. Kratos looked over at me bleakly, he seemed like an expressionless ghost. No hint of annoyance or content ness. What was going on?

"Yuan! What the hell did you do!" Lloyd suddenly exclaimed. Shocked, I whirled around to face the brunette who had both swords extended. Me? Do something to Kratos, I couldn't even harm him if it meant I would loose my own life. But Kratos didn't stand up in my defense as he normally would, he just sat there, with no response.

"If I had done something would I still be here?" I asked, in my defense. I hadn't of thought of that comeback until I started talking. My mind wasn't used to be questioned so intensely when it came to Kratos, so this change was a startle.

"I believe you," Lloyd barely replied, he lowered his weapons and glanced over at Kratos. Without another thought, Lloyd glanced back at me, if there was urgency in his glance.

"I'm going to go get the Professor," Lloyd spoke slowly. He glanced back at Kratos and turned to me. "I swear, if you do anything to hurt him, I'll kill you," Lloyd warned looking once more at Kratos with worry and left out the front door. It was a few moments before I walked over to Kratos.

"Really, is something wrong?" I asked sitting down next to him. He shook his head, liar. I closed my eyes and thought of possible things to wrong with Kratos, but every idea hurt to think about. I didn't want Kratos hurt.

"Yuan, help me to my bedroom," Kratos suddenly asked. He seemed so weak, it was pathetic. Usually ne never asked for my help. With a shrug, I nodded as he managed to stand up. I walked next to him, lending him a shoulder if he stumbled. This was so new to me, Kratos never was to weak to ask for help.

"Thank you," He spoke softly as he laid down on his bed. Staring blankly at the ceiling, he changed his gaze over to me. I seemed stunned that he would looked over at me. That concerned me more.

"Kratos, tell me what's wrong," I commanded walking over to him and sat down. He closed his eyes but I continued, " I will never forget how you helped me, so please, tell me what's wrong so I can repay the favor," I spoke meekly. Raising his head, he sighed.

"Yuan, I'm glad Mithos is gone," He spoke softly. Was this about Mithos? Was he depressed Mithos was gone? After all he had done to us, how could he feel sympathy! I glared defiantly.

"Same here," I murmured. Kratos gave a slight smile, but it was wiped from his face to be replaced by a sigh. Still confused, I thought of something. Anything.

"They did it! Mithos is finally gone! Now we can live our lives, together," I spoke, trying to sound excited. But Kratos seemed worried, but got to me. My stomach sank, he was hiding something from me. For Martel's sake I hope he didn't have another kid, that one thought was a bit of a laugh.

"That sounds nice but..." Kratos began. But? What was there to complain about a life together? Or was he really tired of living with me. I shook uneasily, but hid the fact I was worried with a raised eye brow.

"But?" I asked, trying not to focus on the fact Kratos was hiding something. Kratos seemed paler then before and he could barely manage the next few words from his mouth.

"Something is wrong, something is wrong with me..." He managed. Wrong with him? The fact that he was lying in bed was what was wrong. Or was it something that ran deeper then emotions. I gave a stunned look back at him.

"Wrong? Like what," I spoke, trying to contain my anxiety. Kratos closed his eyes and extended his wings. At first I saw nothing wrong with them, but then my stomach lurched. His wings had suddenly turned a violent red. I was so shocked at this, I got off the bed.

"Kratos, what happened to your wings!" I demanded. Kratos closed his eyes and shook his head as if he didn't know. But somehow I knew he had some idea. I sat back down, closer to him this time.

"I don't know what happened," He spoke, trying not to look me in the eye. That was one of the signs that he was lying. He always looked me in the eye when he told me the truth. I sighed and took a deep breath.

"Come on, you can tell me," I spoke softly, taking his hand. Kratos didn't re act at all but lowered his head, as if he was shameful. All I wanted to know was what had happened to him.

"Yuan, I think my key crest," He managed. Key Crest? What could his exsphere do to him at this extent? Usually exspheres only changed genetic information, but to change an angelic feature.

"Kratos, why didn't you tell me sooner," I questioned, my mind was floating off at possible reasons for why he was so weak and his rings a fiery red.

"I didn't want to worry," He muttered. Just like Kratos not to share his problems with people even when his life was on the line. I sighed then remained stiff.

"Kratos, you don't need to worry about that, just relax and we'll find out what wrong," I spoke reassuringly. Kratos gave a faint sigh of relief then rested his head on my shoulder. It felt comforting to me and I know Kratos felt the same.

"Thank you Yuan," He spoke, and looked up at me.

"Anytime, I'll always be here," I managed. It was true, I just couldn't leave Kratos after all these years.

"Humph." He spoke, weakly. We starred at each other for a few moments, just starred, and then it happened once more. Complete bliss. But the feeling subsided when I heard a familiar voice at the door.

"WHAT THE HELL!"
I jumped back startled, shit. Turning sharply along with Kratos, Lloyd stood at the doorway. My heart sank, and I could tell how guilty Kratos was feeling.

"Lloyd, I can explain," Kratos began, trying to talk, although he was weakened. Lloyd seemed frozen with anger and bolted into the kitchen. I stood up to go talk to him, but Kratos pulled me back down and starred blankly.

"Leave him alone, he has to understand," Kratos spoke, looking down. Tilting my head, I felt a pang of shame.

"I'm sorry that he saw us," I muttered bitterly. Kratos shook his head as if he wanted to argue.

"It's not your fault," He managed then tried to stand up, but fell back down. Alarmed, I turned sharply to make sure he was ok.

"Kratos, I love you," I spoke softly. I closed my eyes and thought deeply. Kratos pushed up from the bed and began to walk out into the kitchen, but barely. I cracked open my eyes and noticed he had left. With a sigh of guilt, I walked down the hall, but stayed at the entrance out of view and listened in.

"Kratos are you alright?" I heard Raine asked. So Lloyd had come through with bringing help. I heard Kratos mutter a yes but was interrupted by Lloyd.

"Yea Professor, He's perfect, but you better heal him just incase," Lloyd spoke glaring at his father. I felt so bad for Kratos. Because of my actions his son he had lost all respect for him.

"Alright," Raine spoke uneasily and casted a healing spell on Kratos. I gave another sigh of relief but continued to listen to the three's conversation.

"Thanks Professor Sage," Lloyd spoke, I could tell he had no gratitude in his voice. If I ever got my hands on him I'd make him regret treating his own father like this.

"Yes, thank you," Kratos spoke, looking downward, avoiding Lloyd's weary glance.

"Well, I'm sorry to make my leave so soon, but Genis and I have something to attend to," Raine spoke softly, she turned to Lloyd. "And thanks for coming to get me to help." and with that she left. Lloyd waited for a few moments before sending a verbal blow to Kratos.

"How could you do that! Ugh, don't even answer that!" Lloyd spoke angrily. I knew I had no place to interrupt in this conversation, well at the moment.

"Lloyd, you don't understand," Kratos spoke, leaning against the counter. Lloyd shook his head, still furious.

"No, I do know Kratos, I can't believe that you'd do that to me and mom," He spoke coldly. I knew what was coming next. Kratos' depression for the loss of Anna. I clenched my fists tightly, so hard it hurt, to resist from running out to defend Kratos.

"Lloyd, it isn't like that, I loved your mother, I loved Anna," Kratos replied softly, attempting to calm down his son. But Lloyd wasn't hearing any of it.

"That's no excuse! You were just--Ah! I can't even say it," Lloyd answered dully. He sat down, looking overly frustrated. Even though I doubted my entrance would best suit the moment, I went against my gut and walked out.

"What are you doing now?" Snarled Lloyd. He was obviously enraged with not just Kratos, but me as well.

"Lloyd, if you're mad at anyone, it should be me," I answered with sentiment towards Kratos. I closed my eyes and waited for a sharp but bitter reply but nothing came.

"I can't believe you too," He uttered maddened towards more so Kratos then me.

"Then if you can't feel for how Kratos is feeling, that maybe you shouldn't have come," I hissed back towards Lloyd, in Kratos' defense. Kratos didn't make any response of not wanting me to yell, but just closed his eyes and I could tell he wished Lloyd never saw us together.

"Maybe I will leave," Lloyd bellowed at his dad. Every word he spoke in offense to the seraphim snapped at my heart. I was trying to stand up for Kratos, but I knew how much Lloyd meant to him, and I hoped I meant as much. I prayed.

"Both of you, stop it," Kratos spoke up. Without another word, we stopped our fussing momentarily to see if Kratos wanted to say anything. "You're both acting like children."

"At least I have an excuse, what about you?" Lloyd snapped at me. That impudent little twerp. Staring icily back, I turned to Kratos.

"I'll stop if you wish,." I spoke, honestly I didn't want to stop yelling at Lloyd. Of course he had the right to be stunned or even mad, but to be so furious and act like he hated Kratos because of it made me more determined to stick up for Kratos.

Kratos nodded a thanks as he turned to his son.

"I can understand if you don't feel comfortable talking to me now," Kratos began but could barely finished as Lloyd left aburtly. He honestly must have forgotten to ask what was wrong or he could care less if his father went to hell. Kratos looked so hurt and frustrated. Walking over, I took Kratos hand.

"He'll come around, he can't stay mad forever," I spoke, trying to sound positive. Kratos sighed but give a grime smile back at me.

"Thank You once more Yuan," He managed then closed his eyes.

Author's Note;
So cute, but so evil. Die Lloyd! How could you be so crude! Oh and also, the mystery of Kratos' wings will be unvelied in the next chapter. / So you'll have to wait until I feel good enough to upload the next chapter, or even to write it. I have so many things to update, and I'm blank on ideas for Sabbitcal so as it stands now, I'll be writing more for this story, Our Hearts Cross, and my newest story, Wonders of Wal-Mart! Beware, the title says it all x3!