Chrona x Kid 2

I've put my place on the Chrona gender argument up in my profile, do me a favor and read it before you make comments about whether she's boy or a girl. I find it very annoying cause I do a ton of Chrona stuff and I don't need the same comments in EVERY piece XP If you want her a certain gender, write your own fic, we need more then two authors.

Anyway, I'm having some serious trouble with the last chapter of Bound by Blood (dirty chapters go slow, try picturing Chrona in ecstasy and see if you have to ability to write afterwards XD) So I did this chap to clear my head. Also, u may have noticed the lack of lovable lil Ragnarok in this, that's cause I feel I've been using him too much, however I want to do one more chap with him finally in, cause we need some comidy.

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The whole world was dark to her, just as it had always been before Shibusen. Darkness and cold were all too familiar torture to her. The light that had finally been in her reach, the strange warmth of friendship and people that had suddenly shined down on her was swallowed by the return of Medusa. Even though the darkness was familiar, now that she had known the sun, it made it all the colder to be thrust back into the shade. It must have been the guilt.

It didn't matter if she closed her eyes, covered her ears, even curling up in Mr. Corner couldn't block away the world. She hated what she was doing to her friends, but she had to listen to Medusa didn't she? She had raised her, she had fed her and clothed her… to a point, but she was her mother above all else… that's what children did for their parents didn't they?

For an odd second there was a break in the darkness, she looked up curiously and noticed, for the first time, she had been walking outside. Blinking she looked around and realized she was on one of the higher balconies of the Shibusen campus, the sky was orange with twilight and there was a single figure cutting through the setting light of the sun.

"…Shinigami-kun…?

Death the Kid turned his gaze, which had formally been focused on the sunset, to her own. Immediately she noticed the furrowed brow and the unusual downcast look of his usually shining yellow eyes. His sorrows distracted her from her own.

"Shinigami-kun, what's wrong?"

The boy let of a sigh, "I see my troubles are even visible to you, I didn't know I was that transparent. I'm sorry if I have worried you…"

Tilting her head with lack of comprehension he gave him an off look, "But… W-we're friends right…friends worry about each other, don't they… why would you apologize?"

Chuckling, he nodded, "Yes, that makes perfect sense. Yes, we are friends, and friends should be able to tell friends everything."

A shot ran through her heart, for a moment she had almost forgotten her problems, now they flooded back with spite. "…Everything?"

Kid made a soft hum but he seemed concerned about her reaction. "Are you alright? You seem rather pale."

A painful lump was growing in her throat but she managed to respond with a weak "I'm fine."

This did little to halt his own worry, "Chrona, you know I-we're all here for you…"

"I-I know…"

There was a palpable silence between them as the light began to fade. She was afraid to speak, afraid of what would slip from her lips. The last thing in the world she wanted was those striking yellow eyes, the eyes of a friend, to look down on her with hatred and disgust. It was his father's school she was betraying after all, he would never be able forgive her.

Then it was his voice that shot through the silence. "You know… I've been thinking…" she looked up curiously to see him staring out at the sunset, the white stripes on his hair almost glowing in the dim light. "I have recently come across something that has made me question my faith in my father… and I think I've realized something."

He turned to face her, for some reason the smile on his face made her stomach drop. "No matter what happens, we are not our parents, whether we want to be or not… and their mistakes or glories are not ours to take responsibility for. It is our own choices, not the ones they make for use, are what make us who we are. I need to remember that when it comes to my father… and you need to with Medusa. Do you understand, Chrona?"

She wasn't sure what was happening to her. Her throat felt as if it had turned to stone and something was rising inside her chest which was caving in on itself. Her eyes stung and her lips trembled, then the rest of her body. Finally it came, a shaking sob before tears poured down her cheeks. She was used to feeling terrible, but she never had to deal with guilt, it was tearing her up in side, peace by painful piece, she couldn't stand it. Slowly she felt herself crumbling, ready to crouch to the ground and hide from it all, uselessly wishing it all away.

But a hand reached, leaving a gentle touch on her shoulder. In this simple action of concern she somehow found the strength to stand on her feet. Looking up through her foggy, tear filled eyes he saw the worried and caring gaze that she still wasn't used to and felt, for the first time; she just wanted to be close to someone right now.

Chrona could have smacked him right across the face and it wouldn't have shocked him more then when she clung to his jacket and buried her face in his chest. He wasn't even sure it was happening at first, but the gentle shaking of her sobs vibrating against him made it all too real. The young shinigami wasn't at all sure how to react, he had spent his time with her walking on eggshells, trying to respect her personal space… did this mean it was alright?

Hesitantly his hands rested on her back, shifting up and down, trying to quite her tears. She squeezed herself closer to him, as if seeking protection from something, trying to bury herself away. At once he wrapped his arms around her frail, shaking from, attempting to transfer all the concern he could. For a good while they stood in silence as the moon began to rise until she finally began to calm down, sniffing and let out hoarse shaking breaths and soft whimpers.

It was still a while before he felt it was acceptable to speak. "… Are you feeling better Chrona…?"

She gave a weak nod, but still kept her head down, but this time it was from embarrassment, "… I-I'm sorry…"

"Its fine… don't apologize… I know you're still uncomfortable, but if you need someone to cry on… I'm here for you"

She was quiet for a bit longer, shifting against him, she wanted to leave but didn't feel safe or confident enough to move away from him just yet. "…Kid?"

He looked down, surprised to hear his name from her lips. "Y-yes?"

Pressing her face to the collar of his jacket she sniffed, whipping away the last of her tears with the back of her wrist. "… Please don't hate me."

The statement horrified him, what could possibly be going through her head. Looking down he caught her sad blue eyes and held a hand to either side of her face (both at the exact same height) keeping that gaze locked with his own.



"Don't even think a thing like that, no one in this school could ever have reason to hate you, me especially… Chrona, we're your friends, we care about you… I care about you, don't doubt that. Now what's got you like this, let me help."

"I-I can't… I… just can't…" he felt her grip on his suit tighten and decided to let it go, he would just have to deal with his worry. The last thing he wanted was to make her cry again.

"Alright, but I'll be waiting for when you want to talk…"

It was a great relief when the smallest, grateful grin tugged at the corner of her mouth. Even tired from tears the ice blue of her eyes shined through, and the way they shyly shot back and away from his own was rather cute.

"…Thank you, Kid-kun…" she murmured softly, he could almost feel the smile growing on his own face. Gently he ran his thumbs over her cheeks; she cringed at first with the unfamiliar contact, and then relaxed to the touch, sighing like a child finally finding their lost guardian, the person that would make all the monsters go away. As the first stars began to wink above them he figured there could ever be a better chance and decided to take it. Holding her face steady he leaned in and captured her lips

Chrona squeaked at the sudden connection, it was her turn to be unsure of how to react. For the most part all she could do was stand there, stiff as a board, trying to figure out what form of affection this was. Still, the utter confusion and fright didn't make her push away, in fact, after the initial shock, being this close to the shinigami was… almost nice. Her body eventually relaxed into his and he gladly held her closer, together as one form until the kiss was finally broken for the simple need of oxygen.

She felt strangely dizzy and wasn't sure why. Looking up at him she searched his face for answers and received a caring smile, which caused another odd occurrence, her face became suddenly warm.

It was at that point his embrace left her, "It's rather dark, the day has already left."

Disappointment of the meaning of his statement swam in her stomach. "R-right… I need to go back to the guest rooms…"

There was a moment of uncertain silence between them, she wasn't sure if she should just leave or not, she didn't want to but it seemed all she could do. Then she heard him clear his throat.

"It… wouldn't be right for someone so unfamiliar with the campus to walk back by themselves, in the dark… don't you think." His voice sounded stressed.

Though she didn't realize he had been hinting, the words did their job and planted the idea in her head. "C-could you walk me back, Kid-kun? Please?"

He brightened, "I'd be happy to, Chrona." She hesitated at first when he offered his hand to her but took it none the less. By the simple act of a touch she sensed a change in their relationship, though she didn't know what they were she knew she liked it. As they walked, hand in hand, she found she couldn't stop smiling.

As they disappeared inside the campus the moon above smiled as well, laughing at the shy naiveté of youth.