Warning: Strong sexual situations in graphic detail. For those who are not devoted yaoi lovers and intense pervs, proceed with caution.
[b]Note: In the previous installment of Death the Kid X Crona I had already written the love scene in a different context with a very different dialogue. I had forgotten about the previous one and after I had successfully completed this part’s scene I realized my mistake. However, I myself prefer this love scene a great deal more. You are free to read it to your heart’s desire and interpret whichever version you like as the real one....
Warning: Contains some mild yaoi. It's not hardcore, but it's descriptive.
Note: Reading the lyrics to the song is not required, but I felt that the song went very well with this whole part of the story
Beautiful Soul by Jesse McCartney
Maka grabbed the key to the handcuffs off of the floor and scooted over closer to Kid and Crona. “I think you’re on good enough terms to be let go…”
Crona blushed and looked away from everyone else. Ragunarok smacked his meister on the head repeatedly while yelling at him,...
Crona walked out of the DWMA and headed towards Maka’s house. She had invited him over to stay the night, but she had told him to go ahead on his own to the house because she had something to speak to the professor about. He let himself inside and nearly tripped over a bag that was laying in the entryway.
“Whoops! Sorry Crona!”
Crona looked up at Black Star who was standing over him. He gazed around the room and saw that all his friends were there; everyone except for Maka.
When Kid noticed that Crona had arrived he began to feel nervous again. “I didn’t know he was...
Finally the continuation of Death the Kid X Crona...
Crona’s knees shook and his face was burning red as he stared at Kid. He clutched the blanket all the way up to his chin so Kid could see nothing more of his bare body. Kid dropped the clothes he had brought for Crona in his state of shock. He stood there for no more than a few seconds before quickly pulled back out of the room and slamming the door shut. He leaned back against the door and rubbed his face with his hand. [i]What do I do?! What do I do?! Should I go back in there and apologize? No, no, no, I can’t do that! I...
Crona stood away from everyone else at the party at Death the Kid’s house, watching them as they socialized.
Death the Kid walked over to Crona and stood beside him, following his gaze that was directed at Black Star, Tsubaki, and Patty. He let out a short sigh. “Sorry Crona. A noisy group like this must make you uncomfortable.”
Crona looked at Kid then down at the floor. “I’m not completely used to it yet, but I’m not feeling uncomfortable either.”
Kid put his hand on Crona’s shoulder lightly and closed his eyes. “No one’s going anywhere for a bit. So you...
he is a just a kid and no-one cared for him as a little child, when he did something right he was useless and when he did something wrong he was punished, when he wrote a poem it was sad he even went into a room and sat in the corner crying. his weapon is his blood ( Medusa melted a demon inside his blood ) his poem goes:...
I cannot speak as long as I am wrong
I cannot be brave as long as I am alive
How can I end a life?
How am I supposed to deal with this?!?!?!!?