Death the Kid is here now. Lord Death's son; I thought he was rather brilliant but he's proved to be yet another fool to me. What is he thinking invading my home and asking me what exactly is right and wrong and how one can tell the difference. How the hell should I know that? Besides, what is right and wrong? Who's really to say exactly what those things are.

The examples of what I'm talking about could go on and on. Some people think it's perfectly fine and perhaps even a good thing to kill of an entire race of people with the goal that it will benefit mankind. Some people find it perfectly acceptable to be married to more than one woman at a time.

Riddle me this: what exactly is right and wrong?

Even within me, the example remains. I suppose most people find it horrible to dissect living things, particularly humans, but I on the other hand find it perfectly fine. I do believe that it is abnormal, untypical, and perhaps a bit disturbing, but it's what I do and I enjoy it. I don't find it wrong but others do.

It goes for everyone in the world, this rule does. Every person does something that goes against another's principles. Death the Kid is a fool for believing that right and wrong can be defined but he is even more foolish to think that I am the person he should go to for such a concern.

Why would you go to someone who is being engulfed in madness to answer such a deep question? It's entirely mad in itself. I no longer find this boy especially talented; he just has an exceptional status.

I'm laughing to myself sadly inside. Is this what I've come to? Do I really feel this way? It seems the more the madness saturates my mind and soul, the more I loathe others. No, perhaps loath is not the right word. People just concern me less and less all the time. I've never been one of those people persons that frequently concern themselves over the affairs, woes, and lives of others. I've always had the natural mentality to look out for myself above others.

Yes, looking out for myself only; that was how it had been for most of my life. Then she came into my world…and she changed everything. I thought those who troubled themselves over others were fools, but she's no fool; Marie is no fool. I wondered; no; I still wonder why she worries about me so much. She's constantly looking out for me with sincerity and affection and treats it as a pleasure, not a burden.

I feel a cliché emotion coming back to haunt me; a fleeting dream. The desire to head back to a time when things were more innocent and the madness wasn't so imbedded into me that I my functioning was minimalized. However I contradict this thought as well; I want to move forward and solve the problem at hand, however, I still find myself being selfish and wanting to travel back into the times where I simply experimented and my entire being wasn't at stake.

I don't want to hear another word from him; I've had it. He keeps acting like I'm the one with the problem and that I'm dodging around his questions. If he's so damn interested in this then why doesn't he make some standards for himself and resolve that that is what's right and wrong. There's no way to figure out the perfect meaning for everything, as most things in life are abstract. He wants things to be perfect? Then he's living in a world that doesn't exist.

"What's going on here?" I hear a familiar voice interrupt.

Kid's attention is averted to the source; Marie is back…

She looks upset; she's so damn perceptive when it comes to how people are feeling and the general mood of her environment. She can tell that something isn't right; she knew it in a split second.

Marie. She's an angel; far too pure to be living beside someone like me, but I suppose I can't stop her….she would only say otherwise. She'd go on and on until the sun went down about how I'm actually some sort of wonderful person. She's wrong; how am I wonderful? I suppose I'm not the worst person to ever have existed but I'm by no means a treasure or an exceptional gift to the world.

It's times like this when I find myself understanding Crona's mentality. He sits in his corner and remains neutral about most everything. Why? I don't believe it's just because he's frightened or doesn't know how to deal with the situation; it's because it's the easy and more comfortable way to go about life. I can't say that crawling into a corner doesn't sound appealing sometimes.

Ah; he's leaving. Good; now I can be alone.

"Stein….what happened? Why are you sitting in the dark? It's not good for you…" Marie said sadly.

She's miserable; miserable because of me. She's miserable because she can't even do the things she likes or live her life normally and to the fullest because she has to be my babysitter.

"Nothing…" is all I tell her.

"Sitting in the dark with that look on your face isn't "nothing". Don't you lie to me." Marie said firmly.

"Kid asked some questions…that's all."

"Stein you—." Marie began but she stopped.

Why? What now?

Great….tears are in her eye. This is the purpose I serve her; pain and agony. Suffering and sorrow. Yes, what a wonderful life for a girl like Marie; utter misery.

Now I'm in shock though….Marie is holding me, rubbing her soft face against my neck.

"I don't know what's wrong….but I just want you to know that I'm right here…" she whispered to me.

I close my eyes…she possesses such a relaxing touch. "I know." I answer.

"Good…." She said rubbing her fingers up and down my spine soothingly.

It's at this moment that my mind betrays me yet again; no my heart betrays me. I know that I have to focus on staying sane and defeating the kishin…but right now all I want is Marie.

"It's going to be ok…everything will be. I promise you…" Marie whispered.

And with that, I suppose I am at least a slight comforted. Marie is really the only person who can make me feel this way.

Back to what's right and wrong….keeping Marie here with me and making her so miserable over all the trouble I cause is definitely wrong….but Marie seems to think that it's so right.

I guess I'm stuck with her; but what can I do? In all honesty though….it doesn't really hurt my feelings that she wants to stay by my side…

(A/N: Yahoo! I finally updated this! Ugh, damn my sudden enthusiasms. I have 5 stories going at once right now. What happens is I get excited about a new story line and then run with it…without realizing the time it will take and the level of commitment involved XD oh well, it's fun nevertheless!)