CorruptedMoon

Kid gazed at the ground with almost a sad look, "I knew you'd be angry." He murmured, "It's something I sensed when I used Witch Hunter on him earlier. Something I could almost grasp, but not quite. If I could be as powerful as him, maybe I would know... Maybe I could figure out what I needed to do about Crona."

Kid glanced away, "...Hey, when our wavelengths are matched like this, you can tell what I'm thinking, can't you, Soul?" He murmured softly.

"I'm not sure." Kid said carefully, "Maybe... thinking about it, it is possible I heard it faintly before. Back when we fought the immortal werewolf." He said thoughtfully.

Kid pulled Soul into a standing position, a faint smile of amusement on his lips, "You're going to have to lead. I'm not sure how to do this..." He said softly.

Kid growled before slamming his heel into Soul's head, "If you're going to pull at my face, at least do it evenly, you idiot!" He snapped at the younger.

Out of the shadows stepped Kid. But shockingly, instead of his usual suit, he was wearing a black silky gown with black heels. A small black bow was tied into his hair, completing the look. He gave a slight smile, "I heard most of what's going on." he said softly.

'There's something. I think I almost have it.' Kid mused to himself, 'I sensed something earlier, like there was no way I could lose. It's something in Crona's wavelength that I can almost grasp! If I just had more time!' He gasped as Crona attacked once more, sending the reaper skidding back. He slowly sat up, clutching his partner, cringing at the sound of the blade of the demon sword being dragged on the ground as the pink haired male walked closer. "No..." He mumbled, still trying to regain his breath.

"Come on Soul. There's no point in struggling any more and you know it. It's time to wake up and accept the inevitable. Let me make you stronger." The imp said in a taunting tone. Kid was sent skidding back from a particular harsh attack from Crona. He kept in a crouched down position, panting softly, "Are you hanging in there, Soul?" He asked quietly.

"Hey Soul!" Kid called out in concern. Inside the black room, the imp grinned. It was almost time.

The two meisters went to attack each other. Kid managed to knock Crona off his feet, but when he went for another blow, much to his shock, the attack was blocked.

The energy between all of them was shaking the room. "WITCH HUNTER!" Kid shouted, the blade of the scythe growing many times its original size.

"Yeah, I know, but there's one more thing we can try." He replied softly with a sudden smirk.

Kid growled softly and charged forward, slashing at Crona, only to be easily blocked by the other male, who just stared at him with an infuriatingly calm look.

"Bring it on! I may be weaker than you but I'll take on whatever you throw at me!" Kid growled. He braced himself for the attack. It pushed him back and soon caused an explosion.

"This guy means business!" Kid muttered before cringing at the unearthly shriek that emitted from the sword. He stared hard at the swordsman, "Tell me! Why are you collecting innocent souls and reviving the kishin, Crona?!" He demanded over the scream.

Kid swiftly dodged the attack only to have to block another as Crona attacked him with a blade from his own blood. The moment it hit the handle, it melted, startling the shinigami. "His hardened blood turned back into liquid!" He whispered in shock.

"I challenge you, Crona. That's good, you look less scared now." Kid said with faint amusement. The two meisters stared at each other, their souls flaring up as if excited for battle.

"It may be true that I'm physically weaker than you, but somehow I think I'm not going to lose." Kid's smirk widened, "You see, my soul is stronger than yours is." "Heh, blabber all you want. No one will hear your screams when you lose." Ragnarok told him before he turned into a sword again. Kid seemed almost amused by the glare he was getting from Crona, "Oh I'm sorry, have I made you a bit angry? My name's Death the Kid, I'm a scythe meister. Tell me who you are."

Kid chuckled softly, tightening his grip for a moment as he heard his boyfriend speak, *Well, you'll manage somehow.* His smirk widened, "Yeah, I'll figure something out." "Don't be an idiot boy!" Ragnarok spoke up as he returned to his 'human' form, coming out from the pink haired male's back. "You're not gonna "manage" anything! Don't you remember how this went last time? You and your weapon didn't manage so well!" He put one hand on Crona's head and leaned forward, "I dunno why I even bother with you anyway! A puny little soul like yours is hardly worth eating! That star brat from earlier and that little girl looked a lot tastier than you! You're an unappetizing useless little boy. I don't even need to fight you. I can probably bully you to death from here!" "Hurray." Kid said dryly, though still smirking. "Huh?" The demon sword seemed confused. "You finally see me for who I am." Kid said simply, "The last time we fought, you only saw me as food and not an opponent, but this time's different. This time you're seeing me as a person. So I say, hurray." His smirk faded, "And as for that meister of yours, why are you always so nervous? It's pathetic."

Kid smirked, standing up straight, "Nope, not really." He replied simply.

Kid landed on his feet, sending another glare at Crona, "Round one goes to me!" He spoke softly, knowing this was far from over.

'His body's so hard it feels like I'm punching lead!' Kid thought, growling faintly. *Crona! Quit thinking about the brats that ran off and focus on the one that's right in front of you!* Ragnarok snapped at his 'partner'.

Kid didn't reply, merely glared at him before sending a punch straight into his gut.

Kid's grip tightened, "Let's do this."

Black*star looked ready to fight Crona when Kid held out his arm, "Wait a moment." His eyes narrowed, "Let me handle this." Everyone stared at the OCD teen. Black*Star looked annoyed, "What are you thinking? I'm not going to let you take the spotlight off of me." Kid said nothing but suddenly there was a the sound of a blade slicing air and Black*Star was soon blocked by Soul. The assassin glared at Kid, "Come on now, keep acting cocky like this and your gonna get yourself killed. " The glare faded as he suddenly noticed Kid's hard, determined stare. Kid's eyes narrowed, 'This is my chance for revenge...' Black*Star smirked, "What teen rebellion?" Kid smirked, "Just stand back."