A limo parked by Kid and Crona's spot at the café. Kid looked at his pocket watch with satisfaction. "In time as always" He said as he walked towards the back limo door and opened it. He stood there, his arm gesturing for her to come inside. "Ladies first". Crona, whom was flushed with embarrassment, entered the limo as she tried to ignore the stares from the bystanders until Kid closed the door for her. "Why did this have to take place in a public area? This is totally showing off" Crona thought in annoyance.

Kid got on the opposite side. "Alright, all set?" He asked Crona, closing his side of the door . "Um, yeah, uh… Where will we be going? ". "To get you a formal dress as I stated before. " "Ah, well… where?" Crona asked tilting her head. "You'll see- Mark, please take us to where the Woman's Formal Wear are located." "Sure thing Sir." The Limo began to go with a roar.

Crona looked out the tinted windows as she tried to memorize the lay out of the city, in awe by all the new things she was seeing. The people there were not so different from her home town, but they had a slight difference that she just couldn't put her finger on why.

Suddenly… She felt a dark presence behind her. It felt… Menacing and evil. It felt extremely intimidating and cold, like a reapers gaze. The hairs on the back of her neck stood up. 'Wha-what? ' She thought while her eyes were widened with confusion, frozen on the tinted windows. She slowly turned her head, only to see the man who sat next to her only three feet away, starring at her with glaring cold golden-yellow eyes. Cronas eyebrows furrowed as she slide herself against the limos door defensively. "Wha-wh-what's wrong… Kid?". Kids hand went to his chin, his glare not changing in the slightest…. Silence.

"…" His left eye twitched. "Your hair." He exclaimed. "Your braid is off to only one side of your shoulders, disgusting! And your bangs are completely choppy and asymmetrical, I do not think the king could bare this asymmetry." Kids face turned sour as he continued to blabber on about how asymmetrical her hair was. Crona just looked at him with a surprised expression. She felt relieved for some reason, she thought she had done something wrong. Crona sighed and laughed lightly. Kids face was about an inch away from hers when she looked up slightly, which caused Crona to leap and accidently punch him on the face.

"A-Ah! I-I'm so sorry Sir!" Crona said almost as a beg. Kid held his face and grunted a little. "Agh, haha. You can pack a punch. You're a lot stronger than you seem." He said as he rubbed his nose. "I'm very sorry" Crona bowed her head ashamed. "No, no it's okay. I should have been a lot less aggressive when explaining that your hair was hideously off symmetry." He fixed his hair as he spoke.

Crona touched her braid and looked down at it. "How about you let me cut your hair? Yes?" Kid asked as his hands clasped together in a begging position. "Ahah-um-". "We're here, ." The driver said, interrupting the awkward situation. The limo came to a stop. "Ah, perfect" Kid slide out of the limo and quickly opened Cronas door before she could even sigh in relief. "Let's be on our way, Miss Makenshi" He held the door open again 'Geez he can change character pretty fast' Crona thought as she got off the vehicle. Kid closed the door and waved the driver for him to go as they will be wondering off. "We have four hours to spare, so let's be slightly hasty. We might be here for a while." Crona nodded "Okay." They both looked forward to only see long lanes of stores that only separated to even longer lanes across the Hugh munges lot. 'ugh, why can't I just use my own dress. It's formal anyways and it's not bad looking..' Crona thought to herself in a complaining manor. Kid was already ahead of her, walking by stores as she look up ahead of herself. "O-Oh, wait!" Crona said as she made her way to catch up to him.

~Two hours later~

"Ah this store seem promising." Said kid as an exhausted Crona walked behind him. He had made her try on so many dresses that Crona lost count. Crona rejected from dress to dress, complaining that they were too itchy or were to tight, or that they made her walk like a penguin.

"Hm, this dress looks great- Ah this one too." Kid was enjoying himself as he scanned dresses. Crona just seemed about done. She felt like a paper dress up doll. Crona was about to give up and wear whatever he decided to make her wear when a dress caught her eye. She walked away from Kid, leaving him talking to himself.

Crona smiled as she looked at herself on the mirror. It was a stretchy, skin hugging black velvet material. The lace decorated her sleeves in a beautiful floral design. The collar had a button down that ended on her mid-chest, it was raised only an inch up her neck. 2 buttons unbuttoned, one was buttoned up. On the back a bit of the lace traveled there as well, only exposing her upper back. The lace was sheer. "I'm taking this one" Pronounced Crona with a cheerful smile.

"Alright, Crona, I got you quite a pile here. I know you'll find yourself a dress you will lik-" Kid paused as he did not see her around him. "Crona?" He looked around and spotted her at the register, paying for a dress she picked out. Kid dropped what he had and zipped towards her. "What's this? You have a Credit card? And what's this… GETTING A DRESS WITHOUT ME CHECKING FOR ASYMMETRY?!" Kid was obviously upset. He stomped him foot down and huffed, waiting for Crona to explain herself. The register woman didn't seem very bothered by Kids outburst. "C-calm down, you'll like it. And yeah, I have a credit card. I saved up quite a bunch of money while I have been working part-time jobs back in my home town. Plus I never really had to buy groceries often since Ragnarock liked to do the grocery shopping." Pointed out Crona as they both walked out of the store. Kid sighed, obviously annoyed. "Is it at least symmetrical? And did you check for loose strings, Pills and stains-?" "Yes, it-it's all symmetrical… I think" she whispered to herself. "Huh?" "N-nothing! Nothing. Don't worry ahaha-hah.." Kid began to twitch again but tried to compose himself. "So, u-um.. where to now?" Crona asked Kid, trying to change the subject. "I'll call Mark to come pick us up" He pulled out his phone and began to dial Mark. Crona gripped her shopping bag and nervously shifted her shoes.

Xxx Crona's POV

I've been so nervous since I got on Bobs boat. I tried to tell myself it would rub off when I made it here… But it seems to only be growing harder to hide.

What if I mess up? What will my plans be after they reject me after interviewing me and seeing me in person? What if he's so picky that my dress will be my downfall? What will I tell Ragnarock when I come home? "Oh!" I grabbed my phone and dialed Ragnarock. He answered after two rings. "Hello?" "Hey Raggy. Sorry I kind of.. took my time calling you when I made it safe on here." "It's fine. Did you see the king yet?" "No, not yet. My escort just took me out dress shopping though. But everything is going great thankfully." I sounded a bit fake. I think he noticed. "Crona. I know you're not feeling your best right now, and I expected that of you. Seeing as I've known you since you were a whimp. You're still a whimp whose trying to grow some big ass balls. You took a big step Crona." "I-I know…. " I gripped my phone. I wanted to vent to him so badly… But I was in public, and didn't wanna cry. "Yeah… But you're a strong kid Crona. I never told you this before but… I believe in you." I gasped a bit as tears began to slowly peek out of my tear ducts. "Hey now! Don't start crying on me you whimp!" I laughed a bit as I rubbed my barely there tears away. "Okay okay, ahaha… Thank you Raggy.. I miss you a lot." We've only been away for a few hours you dork, tell me you miss me after a week." He teased. "Agh, you jerk, ehe…. I'll call you after my interview okay? I'll tell you everything that happens." "Alright. Just don't break down crying on the floor saying "I can't deal with this!" Like that time I took you to your first concert-" Ah! Don't remind me~" I whimpered. "Haha, I'm just teasing. Alright Crona, catch you later." "Alright, See ya, noob." I hung up and stuffed my phone in my bag. A big smile was on my face. I turned to kid who was smiling lightly at me. "Quite a conversation you had there." I blushed furiously "Y-you heard?! How?.. I was kind of far away." "I'm just teasing." He winked. I felt kind of sick from that.. "Mark will be coming soon to take us over to my home." "Aren't we supposed to be going to the castle though?" "Nah, we still have some time. Plus you'll have to get changed to your dress.. I doubt you'd want to get changed in the limo while I'm there." "I mean… you could just get off the limo.." I muttered. "Nonetheless.. I'd like to talk to you for a bit, Crona… It's mandatory for me to actually." I nodded "Okay." He walked to a near- by bench, that was empty and- wiped it clean with a cloth and sat down. "Ah!" He yelped as I was about to sit on the bench with him. He wiped my spot before I sat down myself. "Th-thanks.."

I sat down and clenched at my pants nervously. 'I can do this..' I thought to myself. "I find this is very, mandatory of me to ask of you. It's also a way for you to feel composed and assertive of your own choice for coming here to serve a very important family. A royal one at that." Crona nodded. "This is a very important choice you have made, and I want you to feel confident and self-assured. I do not want you to take up the kings' time when you're not even sure about your own decisions." Kid sounded so cold, but he was right. I cannot take up such a task without confidence and assertiveness. Right now I still don't feel I have enough, and that scares me terribly.. Even after that talk with Raggy… I'm terrified. "I understand, Sir."

Kid nodded. "Prepare yourself for many questions." He wanted to sound playful, I think. "Yes sir."

"So, Crona. Why did you decide you wanted to come here to serve such a big role to the most important family of the kingdom? What are your reasons? Please be honest with me." He asked/said, making no eye contact with me. Even without his eyes looking at me, I still felt that cold gaze, stabbing me at my chest. I gave a deep sigh and gripped the bag I held. I was going to be as honest as possible.

(I'm so sorry to keep it at a cliffhanger… I did not want to do this but my laptop is failing and I am afraid it will fail before I could have the chance to type the rest. I hope you enjoyed! I'm sorry again.. Hope my story is entertaining. I appreciate you taking your time to read. Please comment as you please.)