Hey everyone! It's me again, yeah I know you're wondering why I'm posting another story even though I haven't finished my first. Why you may ask? Because I need something to occupy my time while I'm at school and making a separate story away from my laptop (which has 3 hour battery) will help me stay creative. Besides I tend to focus more when I'm at school, even though I don't always do my work. I take notes and read the chapters, so don't worry about me I'm not an idiot. Anyways besides all that and the fact I'll have to come to school every day to write this. All rights to Soul Eater belong to, Atushi Okubo, Funimation, and other people that aren't me. Please Enjoy!

Cold Shoulder

A light shines through the window, a young meister once sleeping peacefully is forced to wake up from his restless sleep to start the day. His pink hair covering his eyes as he begrudgingly rolls out of bed. The electronic clock placed on a nearby desk reads 5:00 AM, about another hour before he should get up. His mind was rather fuzzy and his body felt quite sluggish from his early rising but it never bothered him much. It was actually a good thing he woke up so early; the quite home gave him peace of mind that would otherwise be destroyed by the loud beeping of the clock, in addition to giving him a chance to eat breakfast without bothering his weapon or the others.

With a yawn and long stretch Crona headed off to the kitchen for some cereal. He knew Maka would get up soon and he didn't want to bother her with having her to cook for him. He already felt like he imposing on her more than it is. It would be selfish of him to expect her to give him so much and get nothing in return but no matter how much he turned down the offers she gave him, she somehow always seem to win in the end. Whenever he'd say no thanks a sad expression would appear on her beautiful face. Even though it was almost impossible to see, it was there. Just seeing that expression was enough to make feel like total shit for a while and he would do anything he could just to see her smile. That's how she convinced him to stay with her and Soul. Of course it was more like she basically ordered him to live with her rather for asking his opinion. He didn't put up an argument though, whatever Maka wanted he would give her, whatever it took to make her happy he'd do, whatever made her sad he'd make her smile, and whatever tried to hurt her would-. His thoughts were immediately interrupted by a noise shuffling behind him.

There in the hallways was a young girl in red pajamas, gently rubbing her eyes to see what was in front of her. Her hair was a mess and she seemed like she had a rough night. But no matter what she looked like he could never deny how beautiful she was. It was almost enough to forget the world around him; all that was left was him and her.

"Crona…..Is that you?" said Maka. She had yawned kind of loudly before she said his name, hinting to the belief that she didn't get enough sleep last night. Then again, it was 5:00 AM so it's understandable. She was starting to focus her blurry vision on what was in front of her; not like it mattered too much, it didn't take perfect vision to notice the pink blur was her best friend.

"Oh u-um h-hey Maka, g-good morning." Crona still never got over his stuttering problem, something that constantly embarrassed him. Even with Ragnarok he stuttered.

"Good morning Crona. What are you doing up so early?" Maka said a bit groggy.

"I d-don't know, I-I guess I'm just used to getting up early. The clock s-scares me when it beeps so th-this ways easier." said Crona, grabbing his left arm nervously. This was another thing he never got over, but it wasn't as bad as the stuttering.

"Oh Crona, if it's that hard you could just sleep with me. I don't mind."

"I-I-I um….well…I-I um.. .you s-see I don't want to impose. I mean not unless you want me to! W-wait I-I mean um— I don't know how to deal with this!" Crona said nervously. The very thought of sleeping next to Maka was enough to make his face blush a dark grey. Maka also must have felt the same because her face changed a deep scarlet red, apparently realizing what she just said.

"O-Oh death Crona I didn't it mean it like that! I mean I did but—No! Wait I meant um...I wouldn't mind waking up with you. No wait, I mean I would mind sleeping with you! W-wait I meant…umm…" Maka nervously was trying something to say to explain what she meant, but it was too early in the morning for her to have something. All she could do is stutter and look at the ground, with a dark red blush on her face, praying that something would come along and help.

"Guppii"

The voice of everyone's favorite annoying little black blood creature appeared out of Crona's back.

"Crona you moron what's going on? What time is it? Why the hell are you up so early? You know what I don't care. I'm hungry; just go make me some food before I kick your ass." Raknarok ordered as he pulled his meister's hair.

"Ow cut it out Raknarok that hurts! Quit it!" groaned the pink hair meister. Normally he'd yell louder but it was too early to yell, besides he was used to this kinda thing by now.

"MAKA CHOP"

"OW YOU STUPID COW!"

"STOP BULLYING CRONA!"

"I'LL DO WHATEVER I WANT TO HIM YOU FLAT CHESTED BITCH."

"MUPPET REJECT"

"WHORE"

"BASTARD"

"FUCK FACE"

"SHIT HEAD"

"OH YEAH? WELL YOU'RE JUST A BRAT WITH DADDY ISSUES"

"DO YOU WANT ANOTHER CHOP?!"

Now this was nothing new to Crona. Every time Ragnarok would run his mouth around Maka she would either ask him to stop, bribe him with candy, or if she was in a bad mood, hit him with a dictionary. But as Crona looked closer at Maka he noticed two things. One, that she had kept her dictionary on her even though she was still in her pajamas. Two, she looked much more tired than when he saw her. Looking at the bags under her eyes it seemed like she just went to sleep at few hours ago, maybe not even that.

The argument went back in forth for a bit, with Maka threatening with the dictionary she magically pulled out of thin air and Ragnarok hurling insults, all the while pulling his hair and causing him pain. Eventually things settled down when everyone heard the sound of his stomach rumbling. He didn't know how it stopped the fight but he was thankful it did.

"Oh yeah I almost forgot." Ragnarok said, shifting his attention to Crona.

"Make me some food you wuss." Ragnarok said while at the same time beating on top of Crona's head.

"OW ow ow okay Ragnarok I'm going, just please stop." he whined. No matter how much time had passed his partners beating still hurt, albeit not as much as they used to. Maka stopped him before he could get into the kitchen.

"Crona wait, let me do it. I'll cook us up some bacon and eggs okay." Maka offered.

"No I'm f-fine, but h-how about I make something for you?

"I didn't know you could cook." Mala looked at him curiously

It was true that Crona didn't have much experience when it came to cooking but that didn't mean he had no clue what so ever. There were times where his mother wouldn't be in a good mood and "forget" to make him dinner or rather made him cook for her so she could go back to her research, in addition to Ragnarok's large appetite.

So it was a skill that he had to learn real quick or else his mother would punish him more than regularly. He was able to cook small stuff like eggs and toast although it was never up to Medusa's standards and her criticism would always make him feel bad. Bacon wasn't a luxury he could afford and he just recently found out what it was. It looked easy enough to make, just not without a shirt on.

"I do a little, lady Medusa would sometimes make me cook for her when she didn't want to stop her research. I was never really good at it but it was enough to satisfy her or else she'd make me eat it and go without dinner for the next few days." Crona said sadly, surprisingly without stuttering.

Maka looked sad for a moment, but exhaustion was enough to take all the help she could get. Still she felt a little bad for making her friend cook for her.

"Are you sure Crona? I can make you something if you want."

"T-thanks but I don't want to be a b-burden on you. I just want to h-help you for once, for all the things you did for me."

"Crona that's what friends are for."

Friends, even though he heard that word a hundred time it still sounded strange to him. Not in a million years he would think he could have a friend. He knew he didn't deserve this, he didn't deserve Maka. He did so many terrible things, killed so many people, he even betrayed the DWMA just because his mother told him too.

But here this girl was able to save him from all that, save him from his madness and from the hold his mother had over him. She was his friend and no matter how much he knew he didn't deserve her, he was really happy that she was. He could never repay her kindness, but he would always try to give to her what she gave him.

"Thanks Maka, but you look tired, you deserve to relax. I'll take care of it"

"Ok , if your sure, fine I'll...just make some coffee then." Maka yawned.

And with that Maka went to make her coffee, leaving Crona to make breakfast. He didn't want to mess up so he just made what he knew, some fried eggs and toast with some bacon. He was a little intimidated about cooking though. He didn't want Maka to get food poisoning or to hate him for making food that wasn't good enough. He was afraid that she'd stop being his friend and call him pathetic and useless like his mother always did, then throw him out. He wouldn't know how to deal with life without Maka, without her life was meaningless.

But he was at the point of no return and there was no point in trying to make Maka happy if she had to help him. Now it was time to focus everything on the food. The eggs seemed to be doing well and the bacon was actually very easy to make but Crona wanted to make sure it was perfect. Maka deserved nothing less. Thankfully it was done after a few minutes.

"H-here you go I hope y-you l-like it." Crona said nervously.

He had made some toast while he was cooking the eggs so she had everything a normal breakfast would. He was so nervous, his arms started shaking and he felt like passing out. When she was eating he could sworn he felt his heart stop for a moment.

"It's really good Crona thanks." Maka said with a smile on her face.

"Y-your w-welcome Maka." He said relieved

"Hey you idiot where's mine?" said Ragnarok, who had taken this moment to pop out of his back.

"Right here."

Ragnarok spent no time inhaling all his breakfast in one bite.

"Wow Crona, you finally found something you don't suck at."

"T-thanks?" It was surprising to get a compliment from him of all things.

"You still suck in general though." Crona comically bowed his head in shame at the statement, enough so it made Maka smile a little. But then she remembered that Ragnarok was being a dick and was annoyed again. He disappeared before she could say anything though.

"God Crona how the hell do you put up with that?"

"It's not so bad, he used to be worse before we met you remember? Besides I've known him all my life."

"Still it makes me sad that you have to put up with that every day. Your his meister, he should be your friend not your personal bully."

"It's okay Maka really. You don't need to worry about me, I'll be fine."

"No it's not fine Crona." Maka got up from her chair.

"I worry about you ya know?" she said walking over to him. She wrapped her hands around Crona's small frame and gave him a nice warm hug.

He was stunned for a moment, but stared to return the hug. He always liked Maka's hugs, it made him feel special. She was always so warm and soft and could push away all the fear he had. He wasn't sure how long they were there in each other's embrace but he hoped, selfishly, that it would never end.

"Hey what's going on?" said a voice.

Crona and Maka turned around to find Soul standing there in the doorway. His hair was flat instead of his usual spikey and it seemed like he was still half asleep. This was normal of course, since Soul was never a morning person. His only motivation seemed to be breakfast or a Maka chop. The latter was used most of the time.

"All I've been hearing is a bunch of yelling and crap. Whatever anyways did you make any—"Soul's words were stopped when he noticed the two people in front of him. The sight of Maka was nuzzling up to Crona's chest while the pink haired boy had his hands wrapped around her seemed to put him off for a moment.

"Sorry to ruin your moment here but I was wondering if Maka made breakfast yet." His attention seemed to be focused more on food rather than either of them. At least this avoided any awkward moments. That's what was hoped for anyways.

Soul noticed the bacon and eggs and grabbed himself a plate, sitting down next to Maka without saying a word. Since Maka was nearly finished, Crona thought it was time to grab himself a plate and sat down across from her. The room got very quiet, nobody seemingly wanting to say a word. Maka finally ended it.

"Good morning Soul" said Maka

Her weapons reply was only a grunt of acknowledgement before returning to his breakfast, his face never leaving his plate.

"How did you sleep?" said Crona. He usually wasn't one to start conversation but the situation was starting to get tense to the point where it was a little awkward.

Once again Soul's only response was a grunt of acknowledgement. Crona wasn't sure if Soul hadn't heard what they said or if he too preoccupied with the food to notice. This seemed to irritate Maka.

"You know Crona's the one who made this, you should thank him."

"No Maka its okay, it wasn't a big deal."

"You worked hard on this Crona so we should at least be grateful."

"It's okay, so long as you like it; it's good enough for me." Crona couldn't help the slight blush on his cheeks.

"Soul what do you think?" Maka asked expecting him to at least acknowledge them.

"Yeah thanks…" he mumbled.

Maka was getting very irritated, she knew her partner could be selfish sometimes but it didn't mean he had to ignore them. Here her friend had made a simple breakfast for them and he was too rude to at least thank him properly. Crona didn't look too bothered by it, but it was the principal that mattered.

Not wanting to be in the same room as Soul any longer Maka finished the rest of her meal in silence. Crona stood there staring at the two, hoping nothing bad was going to happen. He couldn't deal with a fight right now. As Maka left to go put her plate in the sink she was stopped by Crona.

"Don't worry I got it." said Crona

"Thank you Crona I appreciate It." replied Maka, emphasizing the words "I appreciate it" so that Soul would listen. Her weapon rolled his eyes in response.

As Maka left, Crona sat back down and finished eating his breakfast. He could hear the shower turn on, meaning Maka must be bathing now. The thought of Maka it the bathroom scrubbing herself clean made a small blush appear on his cheeks. Unfortunately it didn't go unnoticed by the other person in the kitchen.

As Crona snapped out of his daydream and went back to his meal he couldn't help but feel someone staring at him. At first he ignored it but finally looked up to see Soul scowling at him. It made him nervous that the person next to him was giving him a mean expression.

"Whatcha thinking about Crona?" said Soul

"W-what? Oh n-nothing."

"Are you sure?" Soul seemed to be getting very annoyed, almost like Crona had offended him.

"Y-y-yeah I'm s-sure." Crona seemed to be getting more nervous as Soul kept staring at him.

"You weren't thinking about Maka were you?

"NO! I mean yes…I mean n-no…wait what I mean is...umm..well...I..uh.. I don't know how to deal with this! Crona groaned. He wasn't the one to yell too much, not like Black Star and Patty.

Soul glared at Crona some more before turning his attention back to his food. Crona was scared and started shoveling down food as fast as he could. Thankfully there wasn't much left so he was able to finish quickly. When he was done Crona got up and ran over to the sink, washed his plate, and put it away before running out of the room.

The rest of the morning didn't change much. Everyone got ready like they normally did but it was like that Maka and Soul were angry at each other. Maka would try to say something but Soul would brush her off and vice versa. Crona wanted to say something but he had no idea what. It was making him nervous whenever they were in the same room. Finally when it was time to leave Soul had pulled up on his motorcycle like he normally did.

"Actually Soul, I think I'll be walking to school." Maka said a matter- of- factly.

"Pshh, like hell you are. You know you'll never make it on time if you walk. Just get on and I'll take you." Soul ordered.

"Let's go Crona" Maka grabbed his shoulder and pulled him along, ignoring Soul altogether.

"Fine then but don't come crying to me when your late to class and end being Steins—" Soul was about to finish when he noticed Maka already walking down the street, holding Crona's arms and leaning her head on his shoulder.

"Hey! Don't you ignore me damn it!" Soul yelled. But it was too late; Maka was already too far to hear him.

"What the hell her problem" Soul grumbled. Giving up trying to convince her to come along he gave up and drove along the road, glaring at both of them when he passed.

Both meisters watched as the albino disappeared down the street in on his motorcycle. Crona couldn't help feel a bit guilty. He didn't know why Soul was angry but he knew it had something to do with him. Before he could get lost to much in his thoughts he felt a tug on his arms. Looking down and seeing the pigtailed girl smiling at him suddenly made all his worries disappear. He didn't know why Soul was mad but as he continued walking down the street with Maka, he couldn't help but not care in the slightest.

Hey everyone! What do you all think? I made this in three days and that's only because I've been working on this when I'm at school. Don't you just love a school email? It actually comes in handy. I would never have guessed. But anyways I've had this idea for a while now and I need to write it down. Please review and give me advice. First person gets a cookie. Now that I've gave you reason to review I'll give you another. I like writing and I'll continue to write till I get tired of it. Which I won't so if you don't like my stories, well tough shit, cause I ain't leaving. Send in those reviews please! I'm out. Peace!