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posted by TeamPeeta649
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

Song
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, “What’s wrong with you?! Laying there and taking that sort of thing?! I’m here too you know! You don’t just get to do whatever you want!”
Maka got the cuffs unlocked and took them off. “There. You’re both free.”
Crona pushed himself up off the floor and quickly grabbed his things. He fumbled with his shoes as he pulled them on but he was soon out the door.

~I don't want another pretty face
I don't want just anyone to hold
I don't want my love to go to waste
I want you and your beautiful soul~


Kid had curled in on himself-hugging his knees to his chest and burying his face against his legs-in an attempt to disappear. He had lost control and now everyone knew. Everyone knew how he felt. He had thought that these feelings, these desires, he felt for Crona were things he could get rid of. He had foolishly believed that they were just feelings of friendship that had been confused with love, but it was love, purely love.
How did this happen? How did I come to love another man? I don’t think I could ever love any other man. It’s just him then…He’s the one exception…He’s special…
Kid pushed himself up off the floor and quickly started changing into his regular clothes.
“Kid, what are you doing?” Liz watched him, finally overcoming the initial shock.
“I’m going after him.” With that he ran out in pursuit of the boy he so helplessly loved.
Liz watched him go with an approving smile. “Well, at least he realized it.”
Maka looked at her in wild confusion. “Realized what?”
“That’s he’s in love.”
Patty glanced over from her spot at the window where she had been watching Kid run after Crona. “It’s been obvious from the start.”
Liz looked at everyone else’s stunned faces. “Well, maybe just obvious to us because we’re Kid’s weapons.”
“Wait a second, if you knew this whole time why didn’t you say anything?” Tsubaki asked with immense curiosity.
“It wasn’t our place. He had to realize it for himself and none of you can keep a secret, so staying quiet was the best choice.”
Patty piped up again as she stared out the window, “It’s clear that Crona has feelings for Kid as well. I just hope he’ll be brave enough to admit them…”

~I know that you are something special
To you I'd be always faithful
I want to be what you always needed
Then I hope you'll see the heart in me~


Once Crona had run until he was gasping for air he slipped into an alley and changed into his normal clothes. Ragunarok had stopped speaking to him, but Crona could feel his anger crashing over him like a tidal wave and burning as hot as lava. Crona moved out of the alley and continued walking down the street. The air was crisp and the sky was completely black except for the golden moon that seemed to shine a soft glow everywhere but upon the path that Crona walked. The young boy walked on in the darkness as the luminary in the sky seemed to mock his pain.
“Crona! Crona wait! Crona!”

~I don't want another pretty face
I don't want just anyone to hold
I don't want my love to go to waste
I want you and your beautiful soul
You're the one I wanna chase
You're the one I wanna hold
I wont let another minute go to waste
I want you and your beautiful soul

Yeah~


Crona glanced back when he heard Kid’s voice, but kept walking, even picking up pace.
“Please stop running from me, Crona!”
“It’s okay, I get it. It was a mistake. You don’t have to say it. I’m sorry. I promise I’ll never say anything about it. I won’t even think about it.”
“Why are you apologizing?!” Kid grabbed Crona by the arm and in one motion spun him around and pinned him back against the brick wall of a building with his body. “That’s not what I want! I don’t want you to apologize; I don’t want you to be sorry!” Kid sighed deeply and leaned his forehead against Crona’s. “I want you to think about it everyday. I want you to think about me everyday.” In the crook of Crona’s neck was where Kid nuzzled his face as his arms locked around the curvaceous boy’s waist; their bodies drawing closer together.
Crona shivered when he felt Kid’s warm breath flowing along his neck. He reached up and placed his hands on Kid’s shoulder. “I can do that…but why? Why would you want me to think of you? Don’t I disgust you?”
“Of course not. Why would you ever disgust me?”
“Because when you did those things…I let them happen. I never really tried to stop it; I even enjoyed it. I knew you were just teasing me, but I wanted it…”
“You’ve got it wrong.” Kid’s fingers moved soothingly through Crona’s hair. “I was never teasing you. I did all those things because I wanted to. I wanted you.”

~You might need time to think it over
But I'm just fine moving forward
I'll ease your mind
If you give me the chance
I will never make you cry c`mon let's try~


Kid picked his head up and looked down into Crona’s pale eyes. Even though they didn’t have much color they were gorgeous-so innocent and full of emotion. “I’m extremely pleased to hear that you enjoyed what happened.”
“Why?”
“Because I love you. And I want to be able to hold you like that without having to force myself on you.”
Crona was almost stunned silent by his confession. “Y-You……love…me?”
Kid nodded and tucked a lock of Crona’s hair behind his ear. “Do you love me?”
Crona blushed as he looked down and nodded timidly. “Y-Yes…”
Kid smiled as his body was flooded with a warmth that radiated from his heart. His hand caressed Crona’s cheek with the most crippling tenderness as he turned up the head of the one he loved so their eyes could meet. “How could you expect me not to fall in love with you? You’ve completely captured my heart.”
Kid held Crona’s face between his hands and kissed him softly. It was like a flame igniting and roaring up in a blazing fire; the kiss started soft then in an instant became hungry and impatient. They both shared a ravenous desire for more than this-more than just a kiss. Kid pressed his body closer to Crona’s; there was not a part of their bodies that were not melded together in their passionate embrace. Their lips moved with each other’s in a desperate attempt to make up all the time they had already lost tip-toeing around their feelings. Now all their primitive desires were overflowing as hands vigorously searched the body in front of them. Kid picked Crona up-gripping the backs of his slender thighs-and all but slammed him back against the wall as their lips crushed together. Crona felt no pain, only the burning heat that seemed to pierce him through his clothes wherever Kid touched him.

~Am I crazy for wanting you?
Maybe do you think you could want me too?
I don't wanna waste your time
Do you see things the way I do?
I just wanna know that you feel it too
There is nothing left to hide~


Crona didn’t stop to think about where they were until he felt Kid’s hands sliding up the bare skin of his legs. He weakly tried to pull his lips away from his lover’s so he could speak; though the fact that he was panting so heavily didn’t make speaking any easier. “Kid…Kid wait…Hold on.” Crona finally managed to hold Kid back so he could listen. “We probably shouldn’t be doing this out here….”
Kid nodded absently. “All right. Come on.” He set Crona down on his feet and gripped his hand. He took off towards his home, tugging Crona along as the insatiable desire to put his hands all over him ate away at what little self control he had left.
The minute Kid had Crona instead his bedroom he clamped onto him and pulled him down onto the bed with him. His hands raked through Crona’s hair while his lips attacked every inch of his face. Crona pushed off Kid’s jacket then worked at the buttons on his shirt. Crona’s eagerness pushed Kid over the brink-he yanked Crona’s dress up over his head then stripped him off his underwear, discarding all the clothing to the floor. His mouth nearly started watering as he stared at Crona’s exposed body.
“You’re absolutely gorgeous…”
Crona blushed and pulled off Kid’s shirt. “You’re so embarrassing.”
Kid eased Crona down on his back and moved over him. “I want have to do things that are even more embarrassing. I’ve been holding myself back for all this time, but I won’t do that anymore.” He kissed Crona passionately and rubbed their bodies together.

~ I don't want another pretty face
I don't want just anyone to hold
I don't want my love to go to waste
I want you and your beautiful soul
You're the one I wanna chase
You're the one I wanna hold
I won't let another minute go to waste~


Kid kissed Crona’s neck tenderly as he slowly slipped a finger inside him. Crona gasped and moaned loudly; the feeling was so strange, yet it made him moan in pleasure the deeper it went. Kid made sure to relax him properly by massaging him and adding another finger very gently. He only went up to two fingers before pulling them both out and turning Crona off his side onto his back.
“I think you’re ready. I promise to be as gentle as I can.”
Crona nodded and relaxed himself as Kid positioned himself between his legs. He gasped deeply and his back arched as he was filled completely. Kid moaned and leaned down to kiss Crona as he began to thrust inside him. Crona clawed at Kid’s back to draw him closer. Their moans deepened in pleasure and desire the more that they kept going. It was as if someone had drugged them with something that didn’t seem to be fading. They kissed passionately and held each other so close that it was as if they were trying to bind themselves together-that way they could never be parted.

~ I want you and your soul
I don't want another pretty face
I don't want just anyone to hold
I don't want my love to go to waste
I want you and your beautiful soul
Ooooooo
Beautiful Soul, yeah
Oooooo, yeah
Your beautiful soul
Yeah…~


The covers were wrapped around them and they lay awake, staring into each others eyes in the moonlit room . Kid stroked the side of Crona’s face with the hand of his arm that he had given Crona to use as a pillow. He kissed him softly as he held him in a lover’s embrace. “How did I ever live without you…”
Crona moved closer and nuzzled his head against Kid’s bare chest. “Obliviously. Now we have to worry about how we’ll live without the other.”
“We’ll never have to worry about that. I’m never letting you go now that I have you. Never.” Kid kissed the top of Crona’s head.
Crona tried to blink away the tears that welled up in his eyes. Never in his whole life had anyone treated him with such kindness; never had anyone made him feel truly loved. Kid made him feel like he couldn’t live without him. And Crona felt the same. He wrapped his arms around Kid and hugged him tightly. “I love you, Kid.”
“I love you, too, Crona. I will always love you.”

“Thanks for letting us in, Lord Death. Kid was supposed to meet us for a basketball game, but he was late so we thought we’d come by to check on him.” Soul followed Lord Death down the hallway of Death’s house with the rest of the group following behind him.
“Crona was supposed to be there too. I hope he made it home okay last night.” Maka followed Lord Death with a look of worry on her face.
“It’s no problem, kids! I’m sure Kid just overslept again!” Lord Death moved up to Kid’s door. “Oh, Kid! Your friends are out here waiting for you!” He opened the door and they all stared at the sight of Kid and Crona lying in bed, sleeping together, with clothes strewn along the floor.
“Oh my.” Lord Death cocked his head to the side. “This certainly is interesting, isn’t it.”
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Stein...
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