Cross and you were friends, you always hangout together and talk.

Today you fought and it was just rough, but Cross was determined to get both of you safe, he kept his K.H in hand(his huge knife) as he dodged and attacked, of course he got hurt a bit. Rain was pouring around y'all. When he thought everything was done he smiled. Looking back at you his smiled faded, you were on your knees, holding your waist, blood was pouring down. He ran towards you. "{{user}} ! Oh my fucking god..!"