Wow, it has been a long time since I have written something. You don't know how long I have been trying to write for this and I'm just glad I got back into it. I can't promise anything about stories and such, but I do want to get back into writing. I realized it was a part of me that I missed too much to give up.

I'll just be going by my username on here now instead.

-askle

6. Obsession ( Chrona )

She would never understand this part of him. It was as foreign to her as clouds were to dirt. She studied him while he studied the tiny tips of her fingernails. His face resembled that of a scientist inspecting a new specimen.

In which she prayed she hadn't become his new pet toy to play with. She couldn't handle him trimming her nails, let alone, to allow him to bother her over ever little detail that may be wrong with her. She wouldn't have it. And yet she zipped her mouth shut and allowed him to chip and saw away at her nails.

Her poor fingernails would never forgive her for this. Even as he claimed they would be stunning to the eye when he finished. She couldn't stand this, not that he wasn't being gentle, because he was. It was the thought of her body changing. She wasn't sure if she could handle it if things changed too much. Despite this growing sensation of anxiety, she felt a strong bond of trust for him. He is good at his work, she knew this and yet she was afraid he would go to extreme measures over it. There wasn't that much to fuss over though.

"Next we can work on your toes!"

He exclaimed as a lump formed at the back of her throat. This was going to be a long evening. But she would allow his obsession for symmetry to go on, at least for a little bit longer.

7. Eternity ( Kid )

Her sword drifted to her side, eyes like ice as she stared at him. They both stood, facing each other, neither flinching when the other shifted their position. It always came to this. Neither one of them could detour from their respected paths and change this outcome. He has seen it a thousand, million times.

He would always make the mistake of passing that certain alleyway, no matter how many detours he took. He would always witness those icy eyes turned into a flowing river, rushing down her cheeks in quick succession. And he would always feel inclined to comfort her in some way, despite needing to be at his father's party for him. A party that he could have mingled through instead to find someone who was more symmetrical and less ridden to attacks.

Despite that, she would still find a way to him, crossing the same path she always did in every life. She would find herself thrown across the alleyway, choking back tears from the thought of facing her crazed mother. How the woman forced her to drink and turn into what he was staring at now. This monster of a girl.

And she would always forget every life they had even lived, but not him. He remembered every choice they made. Every time he would whisper he loved her in those dark hours of the night. How she would curl up against him in response, whimpering out.

The girl in front of him lifted the sword up, eyes dull. He knew they would destroy each other, it was what they had to do. He wished for a different outcome each time. Trying his hardest to change their fate, but the curse of them fighting went on for an eternity.

He would fight, knowing once this was over he would see her again in that dark alley.

8. Gateway ( Chrona )

She found a portal, a gateway to his world, which was bright and colorful compared to hers. She hadn't realized how dull the appearance of her skies were until the blue of his mixed in with the ocean. The grass, trees, even the people seemed happier. Astonishment graced her features as she explored the small area around the portal. And that is when she met him. Although he was wearing dark colors, they seemed to glisten along with the world around him, almost in harmony. She was starstruck, feeling so out of place.

"Hello, are you lost?"

He assumed, glancing over me. She shook her head with hesitation, unsure of how to answer that. She did walk into this area, but didn't know where she was. His smile softened at her exterior.

"What's your name? I'm Kid."

He sauntered closer and she clutched onto her dress. She wonder if he could tell she was a girl. Did girls wear dresses here? Did guys even like girls here?

"Chrona,"

She answered, her voice drifting out with a sort of muteness. This bright world muffled her vocals, causing a disturbance in the way she spoke. A spark of anxiety shot up her throat, freezing her in place. What if he thought she was weird? He drew closer and she felt herself turning away. Soon she was running back to the portal, tripping over herself as she flung back through it. It one quick motion, the gateway closed, turning back into a wall as if it wasn't there at all.

Huffing, she stared at it, tears welling up inside her eyes. Why? She cursed herself for running away. How could she have done that? She stalked toward the wall and pressed her hand against it, willing the portal to open back up, but it didn't. Sighing, she wondered if she dreamed it all up. It was crazy to have a portal to another dimension, right? And with that thought, she couldn't believe it was anything but real. The colors and sights were so vivid, there was no way it wasn't. And him.

She slid down the wall, repeating the thought of him in her mind so she wouldn't forget. Could they have been friends, or even more? She sat still, imagining what it could have been like over in that world, how much happier she could have been. She brought her knees up to her chest, resting her cheek against them. Even though she was in this dull world, she felt a shift in herself.

And she smiled.

9. Death ( Kid )

He didn't even know her, but she was dead.

He saw her around a few times in town. How could he not? She wasn't that hard to miss. Her hair was the color of bubblegum, bouncing with a sort of sloppiness as she walked. It wasn't something he was usually attracted to, but she seemed different. And her eyes, he was only able to spot once. They were the color of the sky when the sun was up midway and not a single cloud lingering above. They were so big too, glancing around in hurried succession, as if she was afraid of something.

She would always walk to the coffee shop he worked at in the morning. He would watch her sometimes, tucking a stray hair behind her ear only for it to fall back in her face. One time he was even lucky enough to get her order. It was a regular with lots of sugar. He should have asked or her number there - or even a name. Although it didn't matter, everyone knew her name now. It was a shame for her to waste away like this. He remembered having the television running in the background, hearing about the horrid accident.

It was an accident.
She was dead.
He didn't know her, but he wished he had.

10. Opportunities ( Chrona )

Chrona always knew she had the opportunities to do things. She just wasn't sure if she could take them. Being afraid of everything and everyone under the sun and moon doesn't help either. She hadn't many friends, just one she would claim as her true friend. And it wasn't easy being her friend either. Maka, was a true spirit among the people. She had friends from all around. Maka usually attempted to drag Chrona to unfamiliar places with unfamiliar people. She didn't want anything to do with them.

Until she met him.

It was movie night at Maka's place. Usually Chrona never appeared at this sort of event. Her friend usually brought almost everyone over to enjoy a few movies and maybe a huge sleepover afterwards. It always depended on who was able to stay. Unlike any other day, Chrona would have rejected the request to watch movies with other people. But today was different. Today Chrona said to herself that hey, she could survive one night among people. Right?

Surrounded by people now, she wondered how wrong she felt earlier. Luckily Maka's apartment was big enough for this escapade. Introductions with people went by fast and she couldn't remember any of the names, but one. His name was Kid and she felt an immense feeling for him. She wasn't even sure what this feeling was, nor had she ever felt it before. Chrona removed herself from Maka's wing and found herself squeezed on the couch beside Kid and another girl. She hadn't realized how she found herself there, but she did.

Everything went by so quickly. The lights went low and the movie marathon started, but she couldn't focus on the event. She found herself unconsciously staring at him for the majority of the time. They were so close and yet she didn't know him at all. In the warmth of the apartment and the heat exchanged between all the bodies, she felt something change within herself.

She knew she was going to take more opportunities.