Therapy

Therapy  - All time low

KidXCrona

My ship went down in a sea of sound

When I woke up alone, I had everything

A handful of moments, I wished I could change

and a tongue like a nightmare that cut like a blade

It happened again. Kid sat up quickly, drenched in cold sweat.  The dream happened again. He inhaled deeply, attempting to calm his racing heart. He had the same recurring nightmare for days now, or had it been weeks, or months? For all Kid knew centuries had passed since he last saw her. The main character is his twisted night terrors. It was his fault.

The dream starts aboard the kneadhog, the first time he met her. Crona stood above him, on the creaking ship, Ragnorok tightly in her grip. He was lacking Liz and Patty. Crona took three wobbly steps forward. This had happened before, he was use to it, but it did not change. Crona turned slightly, so Kid could get a glimpse of her pained face. Her soft voice echoed through the foggy air. "I'm sorry Kid, I...I will get out of your way now."

"No Crona! Come back here!" this was when Kid started to move towards her. He ran quickly to the top of the ship.

"Why did you say those things to me Kid?  Do you really hate me? "She turned back and stepped forward again, one step closer to the violent sea beneath her.

"I didn't mean it Crona, they were merely words" He raised his hands, trying desperately to convince her.

"If they were merely words, why did they rip me open Kid? They hurt; the things you said cut me deeply."

"Crona I'm sorry, please, I love you."

"Those are just merely words"

And with that, the Makenshi stepped forward into the salty abyss, he thin body vanishing, sinking into the unforgiving depths of the ocean, and the old ship, started to sink too. Instead of leaping off the ship to save his loved one, or flying off to save himself, Kid kneels; his shoulders slumped in defeat, before he is met with concrete blackness.

Then he wakes up with the same question he woke up with every morning, and went to sleep with every night.

 Why? Why did I say that I hated her?

In a city of fools, I was careful and cool

But they tore me apart like a hurricane

A handful of moments, I wished I could change

But I was carried away.

Kid got dressed, ate and left for school as per usual. His partners and friends chatted casually, free of any worry, Soul and Maka were not there though, they were probably still searching. He should be searching too, but he could not bring himself to look. His friends gossiped about nothing. It probably meant something to them, but to Kid, it was nothing. Everything was nothing now. She, Crona, made it mean something, but she had left and taken importance with her. Now, with her gone the only thing that mattered to the shinnigami was that his oblivious friends never noticed the tiredness in his eyes, and the pain in his heart.

Give me therapy, I'm a walking travesty

but I'm smiling at everything

Therapy, you were never a friend to me

and you can keep all your misery

"Good news Kid!  Me and Patty found this great painting at the shops today, we measured it and everything! It's perfectly symmetrical!"