A/N: Simply one hell of an author made me realize I did indeed write something almost exactly like that one Glee episode. I'm sorry if that's cheating D: I seriously had no idea that's where I got it from when I was writing it.

Anyway. Sorry for the wait.

Christmas Eve 9:00pm

Kid sat on the edge of his bed, pondering what to do about Crona's wish. Crona was currently downstairs with Liz making cookies for 'Santa'. Patty had already fallen asleep an hour ago after stating: "This time I'll stay up and see Santa!" Then she fell asleep 5 minutes after having a cup of hot cocoa. Kid was not allowed to bake with the sisters because he would litterally spend hours getting the exact measurement of water in the measuring cup, making sure each cookie was identical to the other and was a perfect circle, and if one cookie was cooked a little more then another, he would have to start all over again. Basically Cooking with Kid always ended with Kid having panic attacks and wasting tons of cookie dough.

This was percisely the problem here.

Kid's OCD was what Crona asked the bearded man to get rid of. Was this because it was becoming too much for him? Was Crona overwhelmed by his disability and was he prepared to leave Kid because of it? Perhaps asking Santa to demolish the reapers obsession was a way of indirectly telling Kid that hes had enough.

Fuck, it's happening again

Kid was over thinking the situation. Why can't Shinagami's have the power to read minds? That would make this a whole lot easier if he could access Crona's thoughts. The moment he thought that, he regretted it. Seeing into Crona's mind would probably drive him more insane then he already was. That was just not something one would wish to witness.

But what was he to do about this? Crona was probably well aware that Santa Clause is a myth but what if this is really what he want's for Christmas? Crona deserves the very best and Kid intends to give just that to him. After all, Kid loves Crona.

You may wonder why him of all people? Why not someone much more stable or balanced? Isn't perfection what Kid adores most?

The truth is, Crona has opened the reapers eyes to a whole new world, beyond symmetry and perfection. He has taught him that some of the greatest things don't have an even shape, or perhaps no shape at all. The abnormality of some objects may be what makes them truly magnificent. And if you look hard enough at something you may consider crooked and unstable, you can find the beauty of it's courage to be diverse.

Take an oak tree among a dozen pine trees. When winter comes, all of the pine trees will stay the same, for they are evergreens. While the oak tree will strip itself from it's leaves and stand bare and naked in the snow. The oak tree is a minority to the pine trees. While they keep their lovely even shape, the oak looks strange and disfigured. It's branches are dark and it looks almost haunting. It has no business being there in the snow with the rest of the evergreens, but it's there anyway.

The oak doesn't give a fuck what the other tree's think.

The mighty oak tree stands above the pines and it looks prouder then ever before. It's almost inspiring how it stands there. Despite how out of place it is, the tree becomes beautiful. Not because of it's appearance but because of it's courage.

Kid smiled to himself. Crona is indeed an inspiration to him, just like the oak tree.

That is why he must try his hardest to change for Crona. He wanted to show Crona that he could learn to love all things abnormal like he learned to love that tree. He didn't want to put him through the panic and anxiety Kid experienced. Crona already had enough of that himself. This was not just a present for Crona, this was a mission.

Kid was going to demolish his disorder.

"Why isn't Kid allowed to make cookies?" Crona asked.

"Because he's insane." Liz answered.

"Oh."

Crona went back to placing sprinkles on the treats. He had never really baked before, or cooked. Maka and Tsubaki were always the ones to make him lunch since his chamber didn't have any kitchen appliances. Ever since he had lived with Kid, he had been able to spend some more time in the kitchen. It was a bit fun. He liked learning to make food, even if it was just a can of soup, he felt accomplished when he made it himself.

This also meant as long as he could make it, he could eat as much as he wanted. Even though Crona didn't eat much at all regularly, this was defiantly a change then when he lived with his mother. He would be starved for days because she didn't allow him to eat. Now he may eat whenever he wanted.

Plus Crona had been able to make Kid breakfast the other morning. Kid was very much pleased.

Crona smiled and blushed a bit.

Tonight was Christmas Eve. Tomorrow was Christmas. That was the day Maka told him about. The really important holiday where you give to the people you love. He wondered what Kid would think of his gift. He really hoped Kid didn't buy him something too expensive. Crona wouldn't know how to deal with a expensive gift.

"Crona could you hand me the rainbow sprinkles?" Liz asked.

He nodded and passed the small jar.

A knock on the door to the kitchen was heard.

"May I come in?" Kid said softly. He sounded a bit sad, maybe he was just tired.

"Yeah, we're just making finishing touches. Come on in."

The door opened slowly and he peeked in. His eyes scanned the room, and once he saw the room wasn't too messy, he stepped inside.

The way he stood made him look a bit like how Crona usually looked.

He looked tense and anxious, his feet were close together and his eyes were glued to the floor. He moved his hand up and scratched the back of his head.

Crona suddenly became concerned. Kid was defiantly in distress.

"Kid..." He said in a whisper that was just barely audible.

Of course the shinagami heard this clearly and immediately lifted his head to meet the deep blue eyes.

It is very rare that you see pain or fear in Kid's eyes. Being a god, he does not get hurt easily and he is one of the bravest people Crona knows. But at that moment, Kid's eyes were filled with suffering.

Liz noticed it too.

"Kid are you okay?" She asked, concerned by the unfamiliar look in his golden orbs.

Before he could answer, Crona moved from the table and over to Kid.

Kid looked so small compared to the other boy. Not just because of their height difference. They looked to have switched personas. Just like at the mall. Kid was now the scared child in the desert and Crona was the powerful god that has come to protect him.

Crona took the reaper's hand.

"Me and Kid are going to go for a walk." He said not taking his eyes off him.

Liz nodded and waved them away.

The couple sat on a bench. It was the same bench they had shared their first kiss. Ever since then whenever one was feeling upset or lonely they would go here. It soon became one of Crona's favorite places.

He remembered the moment Kid had kissed him quite clearly.

It was after one of Kid's famous parties. He didn't really remember what they were celebrating but after the party had ended he remembered Kid offering to walk him home.

Unfortunately Crona had forgotten to eat that day and ended up almost fainting half the way there. Kid managed to get him to a nearby bench to rest until the feeling in his legs returned.

"You really must eat more. I hate seeing you feel sick like this."

Crona was holding his head and his eyes were closed. He felt very lightheaded but sitting down helped a bit.

"I-I know. I just forget sometimes."

Kid looked down at his lap and then to the boy sitting next to him.

"Would you like to lay down?"

This time Crona's eyes opened. He was about to say no thank you but then he felt a rush of dizziness. He nodded, closing his eyes again. Kid was about to get up to give Crona room to lay, but instead the boy just rested his head on Kid's lap.

The reaper sighed and smiled a bit. He moved his hand to Crona's head and began to stroke the pink hair softly.

"Did you enjoy the party tonight? I know you can be a bit antisocial but it looked like you were having a good time."

The pink head nodded. "Yes. Maka was happy so I was happy too. She danced with Soul a lot and then-" His voice cut off and Kid felt his shoulder's tensed.

Kid raised an eyebrow. "Did something happen?"

"I-I saw them do this thing...They were on the balcony and Maka put her lips to Soul's lips."

"Maka kissed Soul you mean?" Kid asked.

"Kissed?" Crona's body turned, now he was laying on his back and looking up at Kid.

"What does that mean?"

Kid blushed and looked away. "Uh..A kiss is what you saw. It's when two people touch their lips together. It's a sign of affection."

Crona blinked a few times. "Like hugging?"

"Sort of...People kiss when they like each other...more then friends I mean. They kiss when they love each other I suppose."

"Do Maka and Soul love each other?"

Kid looked at Crona again. "Apparently so..." He was quiet for a moment. "Does that upset you?"

Crona seemed to think about this for a second. "No. I like it when Maka is happy." He said with a tiny smile.

Kid made a relieved sigh.

"Um Crona?"

"Yes?"

"Have you um...I mean... Has anyone...ever kissed you?"

Crona shook his head no.

"Um...May I have the honor of being your first kiss?" Kid was about as shocked as Crona was when he heard these words come out of his mouth.

He waited for Crona to push him away or have a panic attack or cry but what he didn't expect was for Crona to simple say:

"Okay." He didn't stutter or shake. Just a simple 'okay'

Kid then leaned down and lightly kissed him.

It was strange how such a simple action could completely electrify his body with energy and passion.

He pulled away and opened his eyes to see Crona's eyes wide open, tears threatening to fall from the corners.

He was about to apologize and beg for Crona not to hate him.

"It's so warm..." He whispered.

"I-I've never felt so warm." His cold blue eyes met Kid's warm gold ones.

"C-could you do that again?"

Kid just nodded and filled the space between their lips once more.

This time the kiss deepened and Kid cupped Crona's cheek with his hand as Crona wrapped his arms around Kid.

Crona never felt so warm up to that day.

Now they sat on the same bench, but this time in the opposite position. Kid layed with his head in Crona's lap, facing up at him, while Crona ran his fingers through Kid's raven hair.

It was funny how things changed over time. Crona's confidence had really improved since he arrived at Death city. Kid was opening up more with the other group too. He showed more emotion instead of wearing his apathetic expression all the time. However his OCD didn't change.

"Kid, why are you upset?" Crona asked after several minutes of silence.

He sighed and turned his head away from the boy. "Obtaining perfection is difficult." He said. "I can't be perfect for you, not matter how hard I try. I'm a mess..." The last part was said in a whisper.

Kid felt Crona remove his hand from his hair and he felt him begin to shake. Concerned by the boy suddenly pulling away, Kid shifted his body once more to face Crona.

Crona's eyes were closed and his hand covered his mouth, his torso continued to tremble. Kid figured he was crying and he immediately sat up and turned to embrace the shivering one.

He then realized Crona was not crying, he was laughing. He removed his hand and burst out in laughter. Crona practically never laughed. He would smile and occasionaly chortle but he didn't burst out laughing like this (Unless he was consumed by madness.)

It almost scared Kid a little.

"What? What's so funny? Why are you laughing?"

Crona began to calm down and giggled. "You said you can't be perfect. That's funny."

Kid scowled and responded in a little more irritable tone. "It's not funny it's pathetic, disgraceful even." He mumbled.

Crona shook his head and smiled. "Kid, you're way beyond perfect. I've never felt so wanted and special until I met you." His voice had returned to his shy whisper now.

"The why did you ask the Santa Claus to fix my disorder?" He asked.

"When you have an...episode, you get really upset and angry and sad. I don't want you to get upset." He whispered. "I want you to be happy, always."

He lean in and kissed Kid softly on the lips.

"I love you just the way you are."

Kid stared into the dark blue eyes in front of him.

They reminded him of a night sky with no stars. Just and empty sky. He wanted to bring light to it.

He moved closer and touched their foreheads together, mirroring Crona's smile.

"I love you Crona. Never change, you're too perfect."

The other boy nodded before falling into the two suns before him.

A/N: I do like how Crona's eyes look like night skies while Kid's look like suns. They really are polar opposites huh? Please review. I would be very happy if you did.