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Chrona POV
I stepped from my shower, sighing in content, a smile on my face. It was so strange...For years I was stuck with that miserible expression and now I was actually smiling...It was an odd feeling but I loved it.
It was drawing into the evening, so I didn't bother dressing up to go out. Instead I pulled on a white nightgown-of a silky material-with pink lace. As soon as I was dressed, Ragnorak came out, stretching and yawing.
"Damnitt, you know how irritating it is to be stuck inside you all day while you get pimped by that pervert?" He complained.
Normally I'd blush and shrink from these comments, but after the day I just had, I really had nothing to shy away from. "I do appreciate it," I said, smiling. He grumbled a bit and I giggled. "Maybe I could make it up to you. A special breakfast tomorrow for our last morning at the Academy?" We were moving into Kid's mansion tomorrow...Such a surreel thing, but I was excited.
Ragnorak perked up at this. "Yeah! Bacon! Aaannnnd...uh...eggs! And...bacon..."
I rolled my eyes, smiling before going into my room and sighed. There was the evidence of my activities. My bed was strewn apart. My pillow on the floor, where Professor Stein's semen was still splattered all over. I sighed. I didn't feel like cleaning it up, but I had to.
Knock, knock, knock.
...Uh-oh...
"Chrona?"
"Maka?" OH GAWD! I could hear Ragnorak snickering and he retreated, though I was sure, that he was still watching me.
"Yeah, can we come in?"
WHAT? "We?"
"Yeah, Soul's with me."
FUCK! I panicked, my eyes darting all around my room, finally settling to cover Stein's...left overs...with my already strewn quilt.
Only to see that my sheets were covered with sweat and cum.
"J-just a moment!" I shouted back. I pulled the sheets up and bundled them all up before tossing them on the floor with my quilt. My face still flustered, I made my way to the door and opened it for them.
Maka greeted me with a smile, Soul fallowing her.
"Hello, Maka...Soul," I smiled back. Please don't look under my bedding, please don't look under my beddng, please don't look under my bedding...
"Just came by to give you these books." Maka said, going over to my desk.
Soul POV
I liked Chrona just fine, but coming down into her little dungeon room wasn't exactly the most fun to a cool guy like me. Maka on the other hand, she loved coming to visit Chrona, her excuse this time being 'don't you think she'd love these?' Hell if I know.
I looked over and saw Chrona figetting as she watched Maka set the books down. Looked like she didn't want us there...
"Whoa, Chrona," I mummbled. I was able to take in her appearance, seeing her in an almost see through nightgown that clung to her form.
She looked at me, frowning. "What is it?"
I shook my head, coughing to break the tension and keep Maka from noticing me staring at her best friend. I decided to look around the room, and saw that I made a very bad desicion. Her entire bed was stripped, her bedding on the floor. And the air smelled like...
Like sex?
I had to supress a snort of laughter. No wonder Chrona looked so damn uncomfortable to have us here. "Well, looks like we're interupting you doing laundry, huh, Chrona?" I said, giving her a knowing look.
She obviously wasn't as clueless as I first thought, because she smiled back, nodding. "Yes! I...I was just about to take it all to be washed."
"Do you need help?" Damnitt, Maka.
Chrona stumbled, but luckily I was there. "Maka, she's not a little kid. She can wash her own bedding." I grabbed a hold of her arm, leading her out, despite her protests. "See ya, Chrona!"
"Bye!" Came a cheerful reply before the door closed.
Kid POV
I was with Dad in one of the separate rooms of the Academy...His chambers, so to speak. He was going through drawers in his search.
"I just can't believe it's finally here," he said. I could tell by the sound of his voice that he was choked up.
I smiled, uncomfortable that my dad was getting emotional, but happy that he was reacting well. It meant a lot that he cared so much for my happiness.
"Yes, here it is!" He turns and hands me the small black velvet box. I take it, smiling up at him.
"Thanks, Dad," I gave him a brief hug before leaving, waving back at him. I had to leave before I began to get too worked up. It was too late at night, but there was always tomorrow.
I gripped the velvet box tightly and smiled.
There was always tomorrow...
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THAT WAS THE LAST CHAPTER!
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