Assignment #1

A boy with shoulder length pink hair clenched his pitch black clothing that was contrasting his pale white complexion. Sat in a big red chair that was twice his size and he seemed to be swimming in the cushions.

"Good morning Crona." A dark skinned man said as he wore a grey and blue striped shirt and blue jeans as his dark brown hair lay limply on his face. "My name is Cecil. I will be your psychologist for a while. It is a pleasure to meet you."

"I don't think I can handle this." Crona mumbled as he clenched his right arm. Cecil looked at him for a minute and nodded his head.

"I see what can't you not handle Crona? All I simply did was introduce myself, or is because you can't handle coming here every week?" Cecil asked.

"I don't know how to handle that question either." Crona says as he clenched the side of his arm even tighter.

"That is fine Crona, you do not have to answer the question." Cecil tells him causing Crona too look up at him surprised.

"I don't." Crona says, Cecil nodded his head before he grabbed out of a box of notebooks.

"Crona, I want you to choose a notebook. Can you do that for me?" Cecil asked him.

"I don't-" Crona started but Cecil interrupted him.

"Crona, it just a notebook just pick whichever one you don't have to care about what it look just choose one for now.

Crona looked at the box of notebooks and choose an all black one except that it had a pink skull on it.

"Okay Crona, For now I want you to make a list of things you can handle or things you like to be around then after this I will give you a your activity for the week and you can go." Cecil told him.

Crona stared at the paper what seemed like hours before opening up the notebook and began to scribble down a few words. Small neat cursive font.

Maka Aburn

Soul

Pasta

"Are you done Crona?" Cecil asked him and he nodded his head yes. "Okay, then Crona your assignment for the week is to write a list of good deeds you have done before you come back but before next wednesday to write in full detail about one of the good deeds. You think you can handle this?"

"Yes, sir." Crona says politely. Once their time was up Crona left the room and quickly fled the building clutching the notebook close to his chest. Once he was far enough away from the building he glanced backwards and settled into a slow pace and started to head back to his home.

"What should I do now? I don't even know about any good deeds I have done?" Crona mumbled as a black figure materialized behind his back and plopped itself on his head.

"Crona, hurry up and get home I'm hungry." Ragnarok says as his stomach rumbled.

"Okay," Crona started to walk away, "Hey Ragnarok, have we ever done any good deeds before?"

"Of course Remember that time- Wait no- Oh how about that time when-no wait that was not good either, Hmm…. I guess we have not but who cares." Ragnarok says. "It not like it matters."

"But Ragnarok it does matter to me." Crona says as he stopped walking and looked up at the other.

"Then how about you just go ask the violent girl?" Ragnarok suggested.

"Do you mean Maka?" Crona questioned as he started to walk once again.

"Yeah her." Ragnarok stated with disdain. Crona smiled as he headed to his house to make lunch before starting his search for Maka and Soul. After lunch he walked towards Maka and Soul's house.

Crona knocked on the door and waited for someone to open up the door.

"Coming," Soul voice echoed from inside the house before the door was opened and He smiled slightly when he spotted Crona. "Hey, Crona what are you doing here?"

"Hi Soul, I came because I wanted to ask you and Maka a quick question." Crona tells him as he gripped the side of his arm out of a nervous habit.

"Alright then come inside, Maka is making Lunch if you want any." Soul informs him. Soul leaves the door open and steps to the side allowing Crona inside the house. Locking the door before heading to the Living in which Crona was standing in. "You can sit down if you want Crona."

Crona nodded his head before moving over to take a seat on the loveseat couch. While Soul took the arm chair.

"Soul, who was at the door?" Maka voice echoed from inside the kitchen which just around the corner.

"It is Crona, he wants to talk to us about something." Soul told her as he looked at Crona who was playing with the hem of his shirt.

"Okay I will be there in a minute." Maka says true to a word not a minute later she came from the kitchen with a cups and a tea kettle. "So what up Crona?" she asked pouring them all a cup of tea.

"Umm… I-I… I wanted to...ask you have you ever done a good deed before?" Crona asked.

Maka and Soul stared at him for a minute before exchanging looks.

"Why do you ask, Crona?" Soul questioned.

"My psychiatrist told me to write about some good deeds I have done before but I don't know what exactly is a good deed is?" Crona answered.

"A good deed, is something you do when you get no gain or acknowledgement from something you have done but you still did it out the kindness of your heart." Maka tells him.

Crona nodded his head before looking at Soul for his answer.

"Crona, a good deed is just an act of kindness you do with it having no benefits to you." Soul told him. "Do you understand now?"

Crona nodded his head as he tried to recall if he never did something to his benefit, "I guess I did do one thing but It was all my fault that it happened in the first place." he said.

"Are you talking about what happened to Professor Stein?" Maka asked, Crona just nodded his head. "Crona, yes it was your fault that he did escape but you went with Marie to save him even when your mother was their with him you fought against her when their was nothing in it for you so that was a good deed."

Crona looked up at her shocked as he nodded his head as tears began to stream out, "Thank you, Maka." I guess I got one thing to talk about.

"Good day Crona. Did you finish your assignment for the week?" Cecil ask with a smile on his face as the young teen came into his office with his notebook at hand. "May I see it?"

Crona nodded, handing it over to the other. Cecil thanked him as he took it and began to read the what Crona had written.

"I see, did you have trouble with the assignment?" Cecil questioned.

"Yeah, a little I did not know what a good deed is so I had to ask some friends for help." Crona told him truthfully.

"That okay, I'm just glad you were able to talk to someone about the assignment with it.

A/N: Yay Look. I have finally got to this story. Please tell me how I did Please Constructive criticism is always welcomed. I have now updated this part of the story. Yay. I will be constructing a Third part so keep an eye out.