Love Me Through it All (KidxCrona AU)

Chapter 12 - Crona

I freaked out at first. Anyone would have if they woke up in their dead boyfriend's arms.
I could tell it was him right away. The warm embrace of a body against mine was easily recognizable. It smelt like him. Felt like him.

Or then again I could just be crazy.

I turned around to actually face him. It looked like him. I reached out and touched his face. It was real. It was the realest thing I have ever felt.

Am I dreaming? Is this what others would call a lucid dream?

"K-kiddo-kun...?" I choked out.

"Crona it's me..."

"A-am I d-dreaming?" He shook his head.

"No Crona. I'm back. And I won't ever leave you again."

"B-but you were b-b-buried. I watched y-you be l-l-lowered u-underground!"

"But I'm back."

"H-how?!"

"My father brought me back..."

"You d-don't know w-who y-your f-father is!" I pulled the covers off of me and stumbled off the bed and ran out into the living room.

"No! Crona, let me explain!!!" He called out to me as he ran into the living room and grabbed my wrist right before I was about to grab the phone to call the police. He pulled me into that warm embrace as he collided his lips with mine. I couldn't pull away. I just couldn't.

His lips are cold and chapped, like death, but also warm and comforting like they used to be. He tasted just like the Kid I know. I couldn't help but tangle my hands in his hair and kiss him back with all the little bit of experience I have with kissing. With every bit passion I could scrape up from my heart. I loned for him. I loaned for his touch, for lips to press against mine. I missed him too much. I didn't want to pull away, but I only have so much breath in my body. I untangled my hands from his hair just resting them on his neck. I looked down at our feet.

"H-how? H-how a-are y-y-you back...?"

"My father...well...apparently he's a death God..." I looked up at him with disbelief and it was his turn to look down at our feet. His grip on my waist tightening. "If you don't believe that's fine...I guess. But it all makes sense. It all connects now. In that letter from your mom, it said Lord Death sent you away with his son. I'm his son. That's why my name is Death the Kid. It all makes so much sense now....."

"If he's a L-lord of d-d-death then h-how did he b-bring you b-back to life?" He shook his head.

"I don't know. Our conversation was short. He just told me who he was, who I was, that he brought me back to life and ran off. I don't even know where. I'll probably never see him again..." I buried my head into his chest and hugged him tightly.

"I-I'm just glad y-y-your back..."

"Me too..."

"W-what...what was I-it like...?" He closed his eyes and rested his chin on top of my head.

"I don't remember...I don't think I'm supposed to know..." I nodded.

"P-please don't r-r-risk y-your life l-Ike that a-a-again..."

"Crona...I would do anything-"

"No Kid! I-it h-hurts to m-much f-for y-y-you to be gone L-like that..." He smiled the slightest bit. "I'm n-never letting g-go of y-y-you, you know t-that. Never. Ever." He giggled. I pulled my head out of his chest and looked up at him and pouted.

"W-what's s-so funny?"

"Nothing, your just a cutie..."

You never know how much you love someone, till they leave you. When they leave and you can't think of anything but them. You can't watch TV without being distracted by you thoughts of them. You can't walk around a room without running into a wall. Kid and I, are soulmates. I'm sure of it. The way our souls seamed to click into gear together. The instant love, Instant compassion. He cares, I care. It's a feeling I never felt before. And I love it. I want to...I want to run away to a parallel universe with him. Just me, him and nobody else. I want out of this polluted city and I want to go to fantasy land with him. Somewhere else. Somewhere new. Somewhere we belong...

"We need to leave here, Crona." He suddenly got very serious.

"E-excuse me?"

"Listen, we can't stay here...or at least I can't. I have been pronounced dead. I can't simply just show back up at school. I can't be seen around town. My death his apparently a huge news story in New York..."

"I-I understand y-your point, b-b-but w-where?"

"I haven't quite figured that out yet..."

"We d-don't need t-t-to f-figure that o-out a-a-at this exact m-moment, r-right?"

"I supposed not..."

"Then f-for n-n-now can I j-just enjoy y-your m-m-missed presence...?"

"As long as I can enjoy yours..." I smiled and took his hand and intertwined my fingers with his.

"F-for being d-death y-your hands a-are pretty w-w-w-warm...

"What can I say? You make me feel all warm inside..." He offered me a small smile while I blushed deeply. Then I frowned.

"You k-k-know...i-it was r-r-really hard w-without y-you...I a-almost c-c-c-considered..."

"Hey, let's not think about what already happened let's just-" I cut him off.

"I t-think t-the hardest p-p-part was t-that w-w-we didn't h-h-have the t-t-time t-t-to get to know each o-other l-like we c-could've..."

"Crona...your talking like I'm still dead..." He lead me towards the couch and sat down and placed me in his lap. He leaned towards me and whispered into my ear. "Now we have all the time in the world..."