I hated doing what I did; being Death the kid meant I couldn't go beyond certain boundaries sadly enough. So I decided that I'd just have to fantasize about Crona and me in a yaoi fanfic instead of live it, for now… I put him in my bed making sure he was perfectly straight, though I didn't want it that way. I dream of an unsymmetrical life with Crona where we can be whatever we want, where nothing is straight. No I hate symmetry but it's just so damn good so…so organized. My gosh what was I going to do. Glancing over to Crona I realized what I would do. "Hehe I'll cut your hair you unsymmetrical heart breaking bastered. Your hair will be perfect." Bending over the bed grabbing a strand of hair he woke up. I couldn't think of what to do. Pulling him toward me I kissed him, dropping the scissors.