Author's note: hey guys! Alright so this is a new story idea I have been thinking about. This is a compete crona x maka story, and it's going to be a little bit different. Most the time it will be in crona's pov but sometimes it will be maka's. Tell me what you think and if I should continue with this. I know, I know I have to stop making different stories LOL but this came to me because I was bored today.

Ding Dong Ding. The bells to the DWMA sound pleasantly, singling the start of first period for all students. Crona's stomach turns, his breath speeding in his anxiety. The sound of the bell wasn't pleasant to him, not at all.

Today...must be the end of the world..or the world as he knew it for a terrible omen is staring him right in the face. Something that should never be, something that he couldn't begin to gasp why this was happening. His pale blue eyes shake as they fall on the seat next to him.

It's empty...

the person who matters most to him was not in her seat and class has started...Maka Albarn was late to school..and that never happens.

Never.

Even when the scythe meister was sick she would force herself up and to attend her classes, much to his concern. He hated when she would do that. Maka's grades are amazing, best in the class there is no reason that she couldn't miss a day or two...heck she probably could miss half the school year and still be alright, Maka is a genius..of course he would miss her like crazy but he didn't matter, her health was way more important then that. Even though she clearly could stay home, she never does. One time she had a stomach virus, and was puking every five minutes but she still came...she just went to the bathroom a lot. So to see the seat beside him where his best friend was suppose to be to be empty, his whole heart sunk to his feet.

For Maka not to be here..to be late..something horrible must have happen. what if she's really, really sick? so sick she can't even stand? what if she had an accident? or somehow got hurt?...what if she got attacked by a kishen egg? or... all the bad scenario's fill his already fragile brain causing his breath to speed, he was close to hyperventilating.

"Alright class turn to page 453 in your text books, today we are going to read about this." Stein motions to the large tank that had been set up into the class room, in front of it for all to see. In side floats a very large red fish, its dark black eyes staring blankly at all the students seemly unaware of what it's in for. "The rare deep-sea anglerfish, it was found nearly 11,000 feet below the surface of the ocean. The scientist who found it ruled it to be dead, but after closer examination, he found it was very much alive. What's odd is it barely swims, it mostly floats and is slow. Either it's really lazy, or it doesn't have a useful brain. For a fish it's size would surely be a nice meal for a shark or any other pretor. so today.." His lips turn into a warped smile and the class shutters. "We are going to dissect this beautiful fish and find out just exactly makes it tick, why it just floats, maybe even see if there is any hint to why it's red, a color not found in any other anglerfish.." The scientist keeps on ranting on about the fish.

crona didn't care about the already dead looking fish.

He cared about Maka, and she wasn't here.

Crona wanted to shout, wanted to scream "No! We can't start class Maka's not here!" but he knew he would get some odd stares and he didn't know how to deal with all eyes being on him. Also he didn't see the scientist stopping his lesson but he did see him throwing a scalpel in his direction and he didn't want to deal with something so scarey

Crona's eyes look to the door, trying to will with his mind that his best friend would walk threw those doors, and she would be smiling and she would be ok, but no matter how much he wills it, she doesn't walk threw.

The scientist is still talking but he can't register what he is saying, his brain tuning him out as he looks around the class room, with his eyes shaking. All of them were getting out there books and turning to some page into it..oh right..Stein said something about reading..but at this moment he didn't care. It made him almost angry that no one else seem to be concern that Maka Albarn wasn't in class. All know she never is late to class but all he's seen her empty chair get from the other class mates, is a curious side glance and that's it.

Aren't they worried? Don't they see how horrible this really is? To make matters even worse is that even soul doesn't seem affected.

He sits in the seat next to the empty one, looking bored, his face resting in his hand as he reads something in the stupid book. Why is he here when Maka is not? tTey live together don't they? Shouldn't they come together too? Crona's eyes narrow at the weapon..and why would he just be sitting there like this is normal?

It most definably is not, not at all.

He should know this, he's Maka's weapon partner and one of her best friends, he should be freaking out as he was right now but the other boy just looks irritated, not giving Maka's empty seat even a concerned glance. The grip on Crona's pencil tightens a little as he gets out a sheet of paper. The class room is completely quiet so he couldn't yell at him like he wanted to, he would have to wright a note to get the information he wanted.

Crona writes on the blank sheet. "Where's Maka? Why isn't she here? Is she ok?" He glances at Stein to make sure he isn't paying attention and he isn't. His eyes are all on the instruments he was sterilizing with a creepy smile frozen on his face. Crona quickly acts, he pushes the piece of paper over to Soul. The boy's red eyes come off the book he obviously wasn't really reading to look at the note with slight curiosity.

He gives Crona a glance before he leans over to read it, his face crunches up in irritation. He glares at the paper as he writes a response back and pushes it back to him. "I don't know. I guess she's in bed."

Crona's face falls at that short response. Why would she still be in bed? Again Maka never sleeps in late! Did she not get sleep last night? Was she sick? Maybe she couldn't get up out of her bed or something horrible! Crona writes a response, his hand shaking as he writes. "Why didn't you wake her up? You know she will be really upset when she finds she is late...is she alright? Is she sick? Why is she still in bed?" He pushes it over quickly.

Soul reads it quickly, the irritation growing in his face. His sharp teeth were beginning to show as he wrote a response, a rough response and handed it over. "I didn't wake her cuz I didn't feel like dealing with her, she's been in these moods lately and if I were to wake her up I would have had to deal with it. I don't know what's wrong with her, but she's fine."

At reading his response Crona frowns, he knew what he was talking about when he said her "mood"

Lately Maka has been acting kind of...strange. Well what right did he have to say what was strange? He was as weird as it got but still...the way Maka has been acting is strange for her. Her green oval eyes that are usually so bright and full of life, are getting duller and duller. Sometimes when someone would say something funny or him and her go to the library, he would see the brightness come back to those beautiful eyes but it never lasted to long. They held...almost a sadness that always made his heart hurt when he saw it. He never wanted her to be sad. He has asked, he has asked so many times if any thing was wrong, if she needed to talk. Of course he would want to be there for her like she always is for him, want to be of use to her but..she always gives him that same look. She would always smile and shake her head, her pink tails moving with her. She would always turn him seems more irritated to..giving more Maka-chops then ever on the smallest things.

Ragnarok doesn't even come out any more when she's around because he wouldn't last a second before he was slammed with a giant book.

Of course Maka never hit him and her irritation was never directed towards him, but he saw she did to others especially Soul. Once he thought about it, both Soul and Maka have been moody lately, especially around each other. When the two are together, a great tension falls on the room, like something is about to go down but he doesn't understand. Maka and Soul are best friends right? Why are they so annoyed with each other? Yes annoyed was the word, anytime any one of them would speak the other's face would scutch up or, they would send that person a glare. He didn't like being around the both of them together but he always liked to be around Maka so he bared with it when they were. Something must be bothering her...and him..but what?...and why..when she thinks no one is looking does the corner of her lips turn down ward, her eyes giving way to a sadness that replaces the irritation. She thinks no one sees it, but he does. He sees it clearly and it hurts him. It makes him sad.

"Did something happen? You both seem to be so irritated...and Maka never sleeps in..you know that. You should have checked on her to make sure she's ok. I know that may have made her mad but don't you think she's going to be more mad that you didn't wake her up?" He writes and passes towards the scythe. Maybe he should have worded that better.

The boy's face scrunches up and his grip tightens on his pencil till it snaps. The sound in such a quiet room causes all eyes to fall on Soul and he responds by giving them a deadly glare. Needless to say everyone turned back to there books. The weapon directed his glare towards Crona, his red eyes locking onto his with a dangerous flare, Crona tenses up, and his eyes get wide in fear at such a mean look. Crona can't keep the gaze for long and his eyes skit to the floor, earning a low growl from the weapon. He doesn't look back at him but he can hear he is writing, he is responding and he holds his breath.

Soul pushes the piece of paper over roughly, Crona gulps and looks at it. "That is none of your damn business, you don't have to fucking deal with her all the time man. You don't know how annoying she has been. She's fucking fine, calm down. You act like it's the end of the world she isn't here. You just need to chill and take your medication. Don't even wright back, or try to talk to me today. You pissed me off."

Crona reads the words slowly, yet in himself a anger was burning him...He spoke of Maka like she was a burden..saying he had to deal with her. Doesn't he know how lucky he is to have her? I would gladly take her off his hands because she is something I could deal with, all the time. He spoke of her as if she was just a annoyance and that made him mad.

He couldn't help but to tense about the last part, about his medications. That was a low blow and the scythe knew it. The weapon wasn't suppose to know about him taking medication, only him and Stein were but one day when Crona had thought he was completely alone in the boys bathroom, he took out a bottle of the medication the scientist had given him, medication to help his anxiety and to help calm him down which he always needed help with. Right when he had popped one in, Soul came out of the bathroom stall and saw. He pleaded with him not to say anything... he was really embarrassed he had to take medication to make him normal...even then he wasn't but it helped. It helped a lot.

He really didn't want Maka to know...Crona would die in embarrassment..though she knows how messed up he is, just the fact he has to take medication for it..he felt it would scare her off. Soul promised he wouldn't say any thing, and he hasn't but it pissed Crona off that he would even bring that up.

A very low blow Soul...He wanted to send him a glare, but for some reason he felt that would start a fight between the two and he didn't want that. He didn't want to fight, he didn't even want Soul being angry with him, so instead of glaring, he sighs as he crumbles up the piece of paper and throws it into his small black book bag, that Maka had bought him a couple months back.

Speaking of meds..

I think I do really have to take them..

Crona raises his hand to excuse himself to the bathroom when the doors to the class room slam open, stepping in out of breath is Maka Albarn. Crona's heart jumps with joy at seeing his best friend, Of course she didn't look to happy..but she's ok..and she's here. All eyes fall on the blonde as she stares at the scientist with tired eyes, Stein just staring into his book like he hasn't notice her but that's impossible. The doors hit the wall pretty hard.

"U-Um...professor Stein I'm sorry I'm late..I slept in." Her cheeks turn pink as she shifts her feet, gripping the ends of her short plaid skirt nervously.

She looks so cute..

Crona's eyes are stuck to her, watching her every movement taking in everything about her. Maka has her hair up into pigtail's like she always does but one hangs obviously lower then the other, she probably put it up in a hurry but she still looks amazing. She wears that sweater vest, with the white long sleeves and the plaid skirt to go with it, her school, and battling clothes, minus the black coat. A year has done great things to scythe meister, her hair has gotten a lot longer, even in pigtails it touches her shoulders. Her hair isn't the only thing that has grown..she fits into her sweater vest more in the chest area if you know what I mean..but he tries not to look there. That's wrong and perverted but it was hard not to. The girl has gotten curves, even someone like him who can barely glance at her face has noticed. They aren't anything like Tsubaki's or the Thomson sister's but their there when they use to not be.

There is one thing she did not lack in at all...

The boy's eyes fall to her backside only to shoot back up his face red...

Yeah her butt was the hardest thing for him not to look at, the fact that it's behind her and most the time wouldn't notice and it's well...he shakes his head at his thoughts..it's hard not to look at, when she turns around that's what you see. The Thomson sisters always tease her about it, even girls have noticed! He doesn't mean to look..and when he does his stomach turns in guilt..he felt bad but he couldn't stop his glances every now and again. He catches other guys looking to, but there staring at her and he didn't like that, he didn't like that at all.. He could see them trying to undress her with there eyes and it pissed him off. Maka is to pure for something like that.

"I forgot to set my alarm clock.." She mumbles and he can't help to feel bad when some students sneaker at her. It's not funny. She's embarrassed.

"Well Maka Albarn, I don't see that being a good reason for being late to my class do you?" The scientist looks up at her finally, his glasses glaring. Maka looks down and shakes her head. "Don't do it again or I might have to dissect you." He grins creepily but she doesn't seem to be effected. "Go and take your sit, read chapter 5 page 453." Maka only nods numbly and turns to walk up the stairs, her eyes focus on the floor for a moment before she looks up at the swordsman. Crona's heart leaps when she gives him a smile, such a small cute smile. He feels his cheeks heat up as he gives her a wobbly smile back.

"Crona is there something you need?" Stein looks up at him blankly and he can't help but to give him a confused look when he finally tore his eyes off Maka.

"Huh?" At this the class started to chuckle.

"Your hand is raised." Maka whispers as she takes a seat next to him.

He looks up at his hand that's in the air dumbly just realizing he had left it up this whole time before looking back down at Stein who was staring at him with an eye brow raised.

"O-Oh n-n-nothing." Crona squeaks and whips his arm down, causing him to hit the table with a loud boom. His face gets really hot as the other students start to laugh, laugh at him for being so weird.

He can't blame them.

"Shut it and read." Maka growls and gives them a glare. The classroom laughter is turn to silence by the blonde's demand. They knew not to mess with her.

Stein just looks between Crona and Maka for a moment before sighing. "5 more minutes before we start the dissection."

"T-Thanks." He blushes as she turns to look at him. That reminds me..I really need to take my meds...Crona's nerves are pretty bad now but when Maka gives him another smile..they calm down...she's better then any medication. She is his normalcy.

"No problem." She looks down at his empty desk and frowns. "Why don't you have your book out?"

Oh right I was suppose to be reading. No wonder I'm doing so bad in school. "O-Oh..I w-was distracted." God how he hated his stutter. Crona looks at her in concern. "I was worried about you...your never late.."

"Yeah I'm really sorry about that. I fell asleep last night with out setting my alarm." She sighs and begins to rub her temples. "and someone didn't wake me the fuck up." She sends a deadly glare towards Soul, the weapon glaring as dangerously back but in the end the boy just looks away from her, his glare never falling though. "I'm sorry I made you worry." She turns her attention back on Crona. "I'm fine."

"It's ok, I'm just glad your ok." He smiles, it always felt weird to do that. It still wasn't natural but he couldn't help to do it around her.

"Of course! Nothing can stop me from going to school." She grips her fist in a determined way he had to chuckle at.

"Amen." Crona puts his hands together like in prayer, teasing her.

"Cute." She smirks at him and he can't help to blush. Of course it was sarcastic but just the word cute being directed towards him caused his heart to speed up..or maybe it was the way her lips turned into that smirk..in such a teasing way..either way he was pathetic and he knew it. "You need to stop hanging around Black Star before he turns you into a complete smart ass." She chuckles and shakes his hair playfully.

Crona frowns at the statement because she knew when ever he was around the blue headed brute it was because he had dragged him along and because Crona couldn't say no he was stuck with him. Black Star liked to drag him to the gym to work out..he said he needed to have muscle if he ever wanted a girl..when he said that the swordsman didn't really care but then he said "You know Maka likes men with godly biceps like mine, of course no man can have as godly biceps as me" Needless to say Crona went to work on all the arm machines, even though he's pretty sure Black Star doesn't know what he's talking about it's still a hope.

Crona glances over at his arm that he is griping, a habit he would never get out of, studying the muscle that had grown there in the course if a year.. it's not much at all but it's something, and he was sort of proud of it. Deep down though he wish Black Star was right and she actually liked nice looking arms..because that was the only reason he did it.

"You know I don't choose to hang out with him." Crona sighs and Maka giggles.

"Yeah I know but it doesn't stop him from rubbing off on you." She gives his cheek a playful pinch and he blushes. "You can be a smart ass but please don't let his annoying "I'm a god" or "I'm so great that my shit don't stink." attitude rub off on you"

"O-Oh you don't have to worry about that..and if it happens...and I s-start to act l-like him..." He gives her a fake desperate face. "..Y-You know what to do.."

"But...no.. there has to be a other way." Maka's face returns the fake look

"I'm a-afraid not..you know if that happens..." He puts a hand to his forehead like he is about to past out, being dramatic about it. "I-Im to far gone..I-I'd be lost so far up my own ass hole you could not find me...best t-to just put me out of my misery."

At this Maka cracks up, a cute laugh that she couldn't hold in because of his joke. "Omg Crona good one!" He blushes again at the complement and chuckles with her, But really if I ever ended up like Black Star I don't think I would want to be alive, my life would be of me making an ass of myself and that didn't sound appealing. Also Maka wouldn't like me..because Black Star pissed her off all the time..

"Can you two shut the fuck up? I'm trying to read this shit." Soul growls, his brows furrowed. Crona frowns at him for cussing at Maka and he opens his mouth-

"I wasn't aware you could read upside down.'" Maka grunts causing him to look at her confused a moment before looking at his book. It's upside down. He grumbles and turns it right side up, and buries his nose into the book as if he was really interested in what it was saying though we all knew he wasn't. "Dumb ass." She grunts again before turning her attention back to Crona.

"You don't have to be a bitch to me." Soul gives her a challenging look, the swordsman's mouth drops...What did he just call her..?

"Well you didn't have to be a dick and leave me in bed." She counters, giving the look right back. The tension he was talking about earlier? Oh yeah it's on and it's really thick. He wants to punch Soul in the face for saying such a thing to her, but he doesn't. That would make Maka angry, she likes to fight her own battles.

"Whatever." He grunts and looks away from her, a glare frozen on his face.

"I swear..." Maka grumbles turning to Crona shaking her head. Crona nods with her, agreeing. He is a dick.

"Alright class, the time you all have been waiting for." Stein suddenly stands up, his glaces glaring as he looks over at the still floating fish. Crona swears the fish is already dead. "Dissection!"

"Ugh." Soul, Crona, and Maka groan. Even after a year after the kishen was defeated still Stein made them do dissections. The whole class looks to Stein and lets out a groan of there own and again, when Crona's eyes side glance over at Maka, she's looking down, her green eyes full of a sadness but she blinks and it quickly disappears. She thinks no one saw that, that everyone was distracted but not him. He saw it and it caused his stomach to turn..

wWy are you sad Maka...and why are you trying to hide it..?

Cronas hands are shaking as he walks down the empty hallways of the DWMA, he tries to steady them by holding his hands against his chest but they continue. He can't steady them. His breath is uneven and all he can think about is how he needs his medication.

He got in a fight with Soul.

Well, not a fist fight but it was close to one. He has the second to the last class of the day with the scythe, and they sit next to each other for there was a time the two were good friends but not now. Soul kept talking about Maka to the other classmates, calling her a bitch, talking about personal things, and even started calling her a whore! He could not sit there and let him say those lies about her. He butted in and...well...Crona's body shakes more at just thinking about it..

Lets just say he had to leave before he broke his jaw.

He's not even sure he wants to tell Maka what he was saying, she's been going through something lately and with her weapon saying such mean things about her, It won't help her. He doesn't want her to be more sad.

Crona lets out a loud sigh of relief once he makes it into the boys bathroom. This time he makes sure he is alone by looking under the stalls to see if there are any pairs of feet, there are none. He works fast, taking the blue bottle from his book bag. He does one more look over of the stalls before he pops two pills into his mouth, there not very big so he's able to swallow them with out water. He puts the bottle back into the bag before he goes to the sink, turning it on, and then splashes cold water on his face. He continues to do this till his body stops shaking and his breath goes back to normal. Crona turns off the sink, and grips it's sides, panting, letting the water drop off his face into the bowl..I can't believe him..saying that stuff about Maka, that's his meister and partner! I mean of course Ragnarok isn't the best of weapons..but he's different, he's my weapon and I deserve someone like him but Maka...no she doesn't deserve that, not at all. Can't he see something is making her sad? I can't be the only one who has seen it right?

"Crona what the hell are you doing?! You ran out of there like a fucking pussy!" Crona tenses as Ragnarok comes out of his back, settling himself on his head, grabbing his pink locks obviously irritated. "Why didn't you kick that guy's ass?!"

"I don't know if I would have been able to control myself.." He bows his head.

That was the only reason he didn't. He has never been in a fight just to hurt someone or to win, he's only fought to kill. From just Soul talking about Maka like that...He felt something slowly switch inside of him, his lips almost twitched into that smile he knows to well. The smile of madness, the smile of what he is. If he were to fight Soul, he would have killed him. He could not just get into a fight, he would lose it and he knew that.

"It's better then looking like a pussy. I mean damn, even I think he was being a total dick and I'm the biggest dick around." Ragnarok huffs. "That bitch's trying to take my tittle!"

"Killing Soul is not an option." Crona looks into the mirror at his reflection, speaking to himself as if he had to reassure him self.

"Are you sure about that?" Ragnarok leans down on his head to make eye contact with his meister.

"Positive." He gives his weapon a glare before he grabs a paper towel and drys his face.

"We could make it look like an accident, but knowing you, you would fuck it up some how." Ragnarok sighs going back onto his head. Crona doesn't respond to him as he throws away the paper towel. " You know if he wasn't in the picture you would probably get her." This causes his meister to pause for a moment.

"..Don't say things like that." Crona grips his fist, his bangs covering his eyes. "Do you think killing her weapon partner would make me more appealing to her? No. And even if Soul wasn't in the picture, she would never like someone like me and you know that." He grips his arm tightly, the words sounding bitter.

"...Look-

"I don't want to talk about this any more." He speaks motor toned. He couldn't handle talking about this anymore, he would start trembling again.

"Fine, jeez." Ragnarok throws his hands in the air before he returns inside of him. Crona lets out a sigh as he opens the bathroom door. He really didn't want to go back to class, to see Soul again. He tries not to think about it as he walks down the hallway, to think about it would increase his anxiety, and that would cause him to tremble and to stutter..the list goes on.

"...Can you tell me what really happen today?" Crona hears Stein's voice come from the room he just past, it's open but he didn't look in.

"Look..I really don't want to talk about it." He stops completely, his eyes wide...That voice was Maka's..

"It's better if you do. You can't keep going on like this... Have you been having..." Stein's voice trails off, it becoming harder to hear and Crona begins to panic. He shouldn't be listening to this but..it's about Maka..has Stein notice her sadness too? Does he know why it's there? He should keep walking, this is none of his business but he's rooted to the spot, he can't move.

"Professor Stein.. I only came because of Soul...To clarify me and him are...after tomorrows mission." Maka's voice gets louder then quieter, making it hard for him to understand all of it. He raises an eye brow..What's happening after tomorrow mission? He knew they had one..but he's sure Maka didn't say anything important happening after it.

"Is there any way this can be prevented? why are you-

"There is no way this can be prevented. Sorry professor, but I have to go to my other classes. I'm already late as it is..." The sound of her voice gets closer and Crona's eyes get wide with panic, she's coming! I need to hide! what is she going to think to fine me eavesdropping on her?! Crona turns to run back to the bathroom only for Maka to come marching out of the room, bumping into him hard. She stumbles back, her eyes wide with shock as he grabs her arms, stopping her from falling.

"M-Maka I'm so sorry I.." He can only look at her with wide eyes, holding her to make sure she is steady.

"I'm the one who should be saying sorry, I'm the one who bumped into you." She gives him a smile and he lets go of her when he knows she's alright. Her smile falls. "What are you doing out here?"

"Ugh I was o-on my w-way to the b-bathroom.." He feels his lips twitch up into a nervous smile. I'm terrible at lying.

"Oh..." Maka looks at him a moment, studying his face. "Did you hear what me and Stein where talking about?"

He gulps. Oh god she knows... "I-I -

Ding. Dong. Ding. The bells cut him off and he can't help but to sigh in relief. That was the bell for the last class.

"Damn today is just not my day.." Maka lets out a sigh of her own and Crona frowns.

"B-Because you were late or...?" He trails off as students start to fill the halls they are in. Both move so their against the wall not to get in there way.

"Yeah that and I just can't seem to focus today.." She grabs her pigtails and leans her head against the wall. "To make matters worse Stein called me down during a test so I'm going to have to make that up..Ugh today is so stress full..."

"I-I'm sorry to hear that." His frown deepens..He gulps. I have to ask... "W-What did Stein call you down about?..I-It wasn't about being l-late was it?" He quickly adds...I don't want her suspecting me eavesdropping..He wanted to leave..but his body wouldn't move.

"Well..."

"Hey Crona, Maka!" A loud voice calls out threw the crowd of students, Crona not having to turn around to know who it is. Black Star is by there side in a matter of seconds, grinning at them. "I bet I just made your guys day! Being greeted by such an awesome god like myself."

"Oh yes, my day is know finally complete." Maka rolls her eyes, crossing her arms.

"Hey Crona." His stomach turns at that voice...Crona turns around slowly only to see Soul smirking at him, his eyes light up giving him a demonic appearance. This isn't going to be good. It would be polite to say hey back but he doesn't want to. He insulted Maka, he didn't want to speak to him. Even though he tries to keep himself tall and togather, under the scythe's gaze that crumbles and his hands start to shake with anxiety...He knows he's about to do something...He doesn't know what but it's not good.

"Are you ok Crona?" Maka looks at him in concern as she puts a hand on his shoulder...He feels her warmth and tenses a little at fist but he quickly relaxes as he look back at her. She always cares about me. I don't understand.

"I-Im fine." He forces a smile trying to convince her

"Oh but your shaking there pal.' Soul puts a hand on his back, or really slaps his back with a little more force then needed causing Crona to stumble forward. Maka holds him steady and sends a glare at Soul who just shrugs at it.

"I-Im fine." He repeats not able to look at Maka or Soul, but his hands won't stop shaking.

"Oh I don't think you are-

"Soul-

" Maybe it's time to take your medication." Soul speaks the words and all breath leaves Crona as he stares at him in disbelief, not being able to believe he actually just said that. Black Star and Maka turn and look at him, he's trembling now, he can't look at them.

"Medication?" Maka gets closer to him, leaning her head down trying to see his face. Her voice is nothing but concern.

"Oh you didn't know?" Crona can't see Soul's face but he can hear the smirk in his voice. "He takes medication for being crazy."

"Soul stop being an ass." Maka grabs Crona's face and lifts it up to hers, but he keeps his eyes closed, his body trembling.

"I-I'm s-s-so sorry I didn't tell you Maka..but I was a-afraid that...y-you.." He shakes his head, fear griping the boy's heart, fear that she would no longer see what ever good she did in him, that she wouldn't want to be his friend.

" He didn't tell you but he told me!" Soul is still smirking threw his voice.

"I didn't tell you! y-you walked in on me...Y-you said you wouldn't tell anyone.." Crona wants to glare at him but he still can't open his eyes, his body trembling his face red.

"..." Maka lets go of Crona's face causing his eyes to shoot open. She's looking at him with an unreadable expression. His heart sinks... Breath becoming uneven as he waits for her to say "Crona, I'm sorry but we can't be friends any more." Oh and he can imagine it and it's ripping him apart...His heart beat is ecstatic, sounding that any minute it could just stop and he would die on the spot..Maybe that would be a better fate then not having Maka..

She looks at him for a moment longer before walking over to Soul, the scythe raising an eye brow at her action. She stops right in front of him and the two stare at each other for a moment before Maka, with out saying a word takes out a large book from who knows where. Soul's eyes widen in horror but it's to late, she slams the book down hard on his skull and the scythe is out of the count. He lays twitching on the floor, blood pouring out of his head as she blows on her book as if it was a gun. Crona stares with wide eyes...If anything he was expecting to be Maka-chopped.

"I think Tsubaki is looking for me..you know gotta care for my subjects." Black Star takes one last look at his fallen friend before booking it. Crona wanted to run with him. Maka stands with her back turned to him, she pants loudly as she puts the book away.

Ding. Dong. Ding.

Crona eyes get even wider..Oh no! We're late!...This is not going to help her already bad mood. She slowly turns towards him, his panic raising.

"Crona..." Her eyes lock onto his, and there unreadable again. She holds out her hand and he looks at it confused. "Come on."

He doesn't question her. He just gets up and puts his hand in hers. Her fingers wrap around his as she begins to lead him threw the hallways. Crona grips his arm looking at her...Where is she taking me?...Maybe to class?..Crona's hope on that is destroyed when they past there last class that they have together. He gulps..Uh oh.. Crona continues to follow as Maka drags him up the stairs, she doesn't say anything but he now knows were there going. To the balcony. There spot. He blushes, its nice to say it was his and Maka's spot, it made his heart flutter. They would always go to the ledge to talk, or to watch the sunset together, or just to sit and admire Death city.

Maka doesn't stop till there in front of the famous ledge, she lets go of his hand as she gets up and takes a seat on it, her legs hanging off the edge. She looks back at the boy and pats the spot next to her. Crona nods and get on it, sitting next to her, close but yet not so close. They sit there for awhile not saying anything, the wind occasionally blowing there hair. He stares at the many buildings of Death city trying to calm himself down but it's hard.

"I'm not mad." She lets out sigh, breaking the silence.

"W-What?" He asks dumbly, surprised.

"I'm not mad that you didn't tell me if that's what your worried about, you have a right to keep that to yourself." She looks over at him. "I am pissed though that Soul would do that to you, that was just..." She holds her head in her hands.. "I'm so sorry.."

"I-it's not your fault Maka, you don't have c-control over him" He frowns and moves closer to her.

"..." She looks back up and over at him, Crona freezes. The sadness is there in her eyes...making her green orbs look glossy, his heart clenches.

"M-Maka-

" You know you don't have to be afraid to tell me things?" She blinks and the sadness is gone, she now looks at him with concern.

"I k-know I was just afraid...that..." He trails off, getting nervous.

"That?" She gets closer.

"That you w-wouldn't want to be..my friend if y-you found out I took m-medication.." It just sounded dumb coming out of his mouth, in his head it was a great fear..but now he was just ashamed. Crona bows his head, bangs covering his eyes.

"Crona Makenshi.." The boy tenses and shivers at her using his full name. He can feel her gaze but he dare not look at her. "..Do you really believe I would stop being your friend over something like that?" When he doesn't answer fast enough Crona feels her arms wrap around him making his breath catch as she pulls him into her warmth. "Crona you're my best friend...nothing could ever change that. So you have nothing to worry about." His head slowly raises up looking at her with wide eyes, she giving him a soft smile. "If it makes you feel better..I use to have to take medication too."

"W-What?" Crona looks at her in concern. "W-Why?"

"Physicist said I needed something to help with the stress of my parents separating." She shrugs.

"B-But you don't need medication y-your fine." He frowns.

"I know, so I stopped taking it and I think I turned out alright.." She gives him a smile. "I'll admit it did help sometimes.."

"S-See you don't actually need it.." He looks down. " I-I do."

"I don't think you need it." Crona whips his head to look up at her, his eyes wide.

"B-But I shake all the time, I s-stutter, I f-freak out over the smallest things, and I'm..." Insane. "..It helps fix those things."

" I know it helps, but you know even if you didn't take that medication, and you kept all those qualities that would be just find." She gives him a bright smile. "I like you just the way you are Crona, that's just who you are, but I understand it bothers you. Just know that you don't have to change those things." She pulls him more into the hug, and he can feel his eyes tear up..

"Don't y-you find all those qualities annoying?...especially my s-stutter?"

"I think your stutter is cute." She pokes his nose and the boy's whole face catches on fire..She thinks it's cute?

"Y-Y-You d-do?" He could not help his stutter at all.

"Yes." She smiles and lifts his face to look at her, Crona's gaze goes to the ground. "Who told you they were annoying?"

"N-No one.." He mumbles..I just figured..

"Well it's not, so stop thinking it." She gives him a warm smile and his stomach flips

"S-So I should stop taking the medication..?"

"Does it help you?"

"W-Well it helps make things easier to deal with, and to calm me down...Stein proscribed them.."

"If they help then don't, I just don't want you ever feeling like you need them." She leans her fore head on his. "Because you don't."

"B-But what if I do need them?" He mumbles, his body starting to tremble. I feel like I need them.

"Even if you do need them, it doesn't matter." She pulls him closer and he gasps. "Your still Crona, and that's all that matters to me."

"M-Maka..." He slowly brings his arms around her, feeling as if he had to hug her back. Her words have lifted a hug weight off his shoulders...She doesn't care that I take meds, or even if I need them..She just cares that it's me...and all I care about is her..

"cCona...I need to tell you something..." She pulls away and he almost whimpers from the lost of her warmth. His heart feels gripped...Is she going to tell me why she has been sad? "... Soul and me are seperating."

"W-What?" Crona's eyes go wide, and his mouth hangs agape "What a-are you-

"I'm leaving Soul, after tomarrows mission me and him are not a weapon and meister pair." She looks away from him to look down at the city...That sadness shinning threw her eyes.

"W-Why?.." He whispers not really sure why but it's all that came out

"Me and him are no longer combatable..all we do is fight. Of course we been able to pull off are battles pretty well but once we're back here we can barely stand to look at each other." She sighs a painful sigh. "We're just..falling apart."

"B-But why?.. I thought you two were so close...I-I mean I notice lately y-you guys have been fighting but.." Crona trails off still in shock from this...Maka's really going to leave her weapon? The one she's been with for all these years?

"Something happen...and it ruined are closeness." She grips her fist.. "..I want to blame this all on him but I cant'.."

"What happen?...Did h-he hurt you?" He asks that last part in concern, thinking about how aggressive Soul has been lately..He grips his arm hard..If he hurt her..If he layed a finger on her, he would show him no mercy, if he is the reason for that sadness in her eyes, there will be no mercy at all.

"No.." She takes a deep breath and he gets closer. "A couple months ago Soul confessed that he loved me and he wanted to be a couple but.." She holds her head in her hands. "...I don't like him like that, he's like a brother to me...and when I told him that he didn't take it good." She shakes her head in her hands. "It's made everything awkward now, and he gets angry about every thing. I can't take it anymore, we fight almost every night about the dumbest things, even though I know what it's really about me not liking him, if he would just get over that are relationship would be saved but he wont, it's been four months Crona..if anything he's gotten worse.."

"O-Oh.." His mouth falls agap in shock...It didn't surprise him that soul confessed his love..I mean it's obvious he has a thing for Maka..much to his dismay..but what shocked him was Maka turned him down...That she doesn't like him..she thinks of him as a brother...nothing more. He knows it shouldn't but his heart flutters in hope, hope that maybe..just maybe...there's a chance for her and him to-

No.

He shakes his head, and focus back on Maka. He wants to comfort her, he can just see it's eating her up inside this whole thing with her weapon...He now understands that sadness he has been seeing in her eyes.

He can't speak, the right words would never come out so instead he gathers the little courage he has and does something Maka does all the time to comfort him. He hugs her. He wraps his arms around her shoulders lightly, making sure his gaze is anywhere but on her as she whips her head up looking at him in surprise. It doesn't take long before her arms wrap back around his body, her warmth filling him as she buries her head in the crock of his neck..her breath tickling it.

"I haven't told him yet.." Her grip tightens around Crona, and he does the same with her, trying to offer some comfort. "I know it's going to be hell when I do..but I just can't take it anymore..it's not like i'm leaving bussniess unfinish. I've already made him into a death scythe, I fullfilled my duty, and my dream. He's barely around anyway but when he is...Ugh it's hell Crona." She rubs her head against his neck, her hair brushing his cheek.

"Do you want me to be t-there when you do it?" He tightens his grip on her. He knows the scythe will flip out when she tells him..He wants to be there to make sure she's safe.

"No, it's ok." She lets go to give him a smile but it doesn't reach her eyes.

"C-Can I at least b-be close by?" Crona asks but he doesn't look at her, he can't. "I-I mean...I-I...I-I'm just w-worried that..B-But if you- He's just a stuttering mess not getting out that he just wants to say 'i'm worried he will try to hurt you, and I want to be there to protect you'.

"Sure." she puts a hand on his shoulder and he stops going off to look at her. "I understand, but I promise nothings going to happen. Soul's going to be pissed yes, but he won't hurt me."

"O-Ok." Crona averts his gaze, I want to believe Soul wouldn't hurt her but...maybe it's just my paranoia, but a bad feeling is griping my stomach, making me worry. He gathers up his courage. "S-So...is this w-what was making you sad?"

"What?" She looks at him, her huge green eyes widening.

"Y-You have b-been sad about something...y-you never said you were b-but I saw it in your e-eyes.." Crona feels his cheeks heat up at the look she is giving him, I probably sound like some sort of creeper.

"W-Well yes..." She looks at him wide eyed for a moment longer before they slowly go back to normal, a smile forming on her lips. "Wow Crona..you were able to see that? No one else did...You know me so well." She giggles and his face burns up as she hugs him again, so tight. Crona's mouth opens and closes like a fish, words unable to form. " Yeah, it's been making me upset..I just want it to go back to the way it use to be you know? but now I know that's not possible.I don't want to lose a friend but I don't see any other opinion" She lets out a sigh as she lets go to look at his face. "Don't worry, ill be fine. I'll be better when this is all over you know?"

"Y-Yeah..." He gulps and avert his gaze. "A-And you know i-i will never leave you, i-i'll always be your f-f-friend as long as you want me to." It was like pulling teeth to get the words out, they were simple enough and they were true but it still was hard to say and he ruin it's effect with his stupid stutter.

"...I know." She speaks so soft, as her hand touches his cheek, gently rubbing it. Crona gasps as she brings his face to hers. "Your nothing like him Crona.." He can feel her soft breath on his lips, making them tingle. "Your a true friend, my best friend."

He opens his mouth to disagree, I have betrayed her before, I have hurt her before, how can I be a true friend? Maka puts a hand over his mouth silencing him. "Nothing you could say could change my mind, so don't even try." She lets go of his mouth to pitch his cheek playfully causing him to blush darkly.

"O-O-Ok." There he goes stuttering but Maka giggles, her breath dancing on his lips. His dark eyes fall on her lips, there so full..the lightest shade of pink..beautiful like everything else about her. He shouldn't be looking at them, looking at them will give him those urges again so he looks up only to meet Maka's gaze. His breath hitches Oh no! Did she see me just staring at her lips? i-

Suddenly Maka gets closer, her lids half closed as she brings her face closer to his. Crona's heart goes ecstatic Is she going to...? Her lips are so close to mine..Her breath is so warm..so lovely..Her eyes are closed now, and her lips are getting closer. He's frozen to the spot, Is this really happening? nN..I must be dreaming..This has to be a dream...A wonderful dream... He closes his eyes, excepting this as a dream and not the real thing.

"Hey what the hell are you two doing up here?" Soul's grunt snaps both there eyes open, they both whip there heads towards his direction like they were caught doing something wrong...But if they would have kissed would it be so wrong?...

He didn't think so..His heart goes crazy as Soul looks between him and Maka..This isn't a dream..this is real..and Maka almost.. He feels faint, his face is incredibly warm.

"..I've been looking every where for you two, did you like just skip the last period or something?" He raises his eye brow, and Crona lets out a sigh of relief...He didn't see us almost kiss.

"Yeah, had to get some air." Maka states bluntly as she turns her body around and gets off the ledge, looking at her weapon blankly. Crona follows her lead, and stands next to her holding his arm rather tightly.

"...Hey look...I need to talk to you Maka.." The scythe's face scrunches up as he averts his gaze as if that took alot to say.

"And I need to talk to you." She sighs and averts her gaze in the same way, a frown on her face.

"Alright..." He looks over at Crona blankly, a singal for him to leave, but he stays put.

"Crona, wait for me at the stairs ok? i'll be done in a bit." She gives him a smile, and he nods even though he didn't want to wait on the stairs, he wanted to stay with her, to make sure she's safe..but he would listen to her.

"Wouldn't bother waiting, this is going to take awhile." Soul gives Maka a look, so many emotion's swirl in his red eyes..to many for Crona to sort out.

"I-I'll wait." Crona mumbles as he starts to walk away, that bad feeling griping his heart. I swear Soul..if you lay just one, just one fucking finger on her today will be your last day...If you make her cry..Oh if you make her cry.. He feels his protective nature kicking in, something he's only discovered he's had because of Maka...because he always wants to protect her..even at the sake of himself. He leaves the doors leading to the balcony and finds a seat on the stares. Oh he would wait, he would wait till he saw Maka come back, safe. He would wait close, always ready to help if he is needed. Soul better hope he isn't needed.

"you can go first." Soul looks over at Maka, his face blank but she can see it in his eyes...he's worried.

"Alright..I've been thinking." She looks him in the eyes, she wasn't one to back down. "This isn't working out...are partner ship." At the look he gives her, her eyes fall to the floor no longer able to look at him. "...Tomarrow's mission is the last one we are going to have togather."

"Maka...you can't be serious right?" He takes a step forward and she takes a step back. He stops trying to get closer, his red eyes shaking.

"I'm serious." Maka looks up at him, seeing the hurt in his eyes. She swallows the lump in her throat. "I can't take it anymore Soul...all you do is yell at me...and make me feel like shit." Maka grips her fist, her eyes shake but they stay locked on his. "That's not a partnership Soul."

"Maka..I can't belive your really doing this.." He holds his face in his hands, and takes a deep breath. "Look...I'm sorry ok? I know i've been a dick but are you really just going to throw all are years togather away? That's not cool Maka."

"I wouldn't have to if you would just get over me not returning your feelings." Soul's breath hitches but she continues. "You make me feel horrible about it and always bring it up. You know I'm sorry I just don't feel the same way...but your the one who is ruining are relationship not me Soul, your the one who's being un cool."

"..I'm not going to bullshit you.." He lets go of his face to look her in the eyes, a fire burning in them. " I can't get over that... it hurts me alright Maka? As uncool as that sounds it fucking hurts me. I can't get over it because I can't get over you.." Maka grips her shirt as he starts to walk towards her, Maka's legs feel weak as he wraps his arms around her, griping tightly. "I fucking love you Maka...I always have.." His breath is close to her ear causing her to shiver.

"I love you too Soul...but not like that." She tries to pull away from him but he doesn't let her go. Maka looks up at him, their noses almost touching as he looks down at her, the fire hasn't left his eyes. "I love you like a best friend, I care about you Soul, your one of the most important people in my life."

"Tell me.." His eyes shake as his grip tightens around her. "Why don't you love me like I love you? It doesn't make sense..all we have been threw togather.."

"I just don't Soul...there's-

"I know." He growls, his face getting closer to her's. "There's someone else..you said that to me the first time...and you know that hurts more then just a rejection Maka...It hurts like fucking hell. How can there be someone else? Who is he? What does he have that I don't?"

"Patience and understanding." Maka glares up at him. "Something you lack greatly in."

"What is it Kid?" His eyes flare. "I swear if it's him-

"No it's not and even if it was I wouldn't tell you." She meets his glare. "It's none of your bussiness."

"It is my bussiness! I'm your weapon, im your partner. Your suppose to tell me everything."

"...Not anymore.." She mumbles..it sounded cruel coming from her lips and it was but it had to be said. Soul's breath hitches and he lets go of Maka, looking at her in disbelief...soon his expression turns to extreme anger.

"...Are you really going to end this? When it's your fault I'm like this?" He growls "It's your fucking fault I'm a mess!"

"How is this my fault?!" Her voice raises, even though she didn't want it to.

"You led me on!" He grips his fist, his voice raising. "You made me think you loved me too..." His voice gets softer.

"How did i-

"You get jealous all the time when Blair feels on me, you wanted to move in with me, you wanted to be my meister, you saw past my sharp teeth and red eyes and just saw me...you held my hand when I was in the hospital..and the way you look at me..I saw love in your eyes, love for me...where is it now Maka?" He breaths heavily.

"I'm not jealous of Blair it just gets annoying and..that's because I do love you soul, but I don't-

"It's because of him, who ever he is." He bares his teeth, his jealousy visible in his eyes. " Tell me Maka..." He steps closer and brings her into his chest, his hand holding her head so her cheek is pressed against it. "Does this guy know that your favorite food is home made mac and cheese with basil leaves on the top? Does this guy know that you love sweets? And that your favorite sweet is apple pie with vanilla ice-cream over it? Does he know you like to sing in the shower? Does he know that you have a fear of drowning? and that you need to have someone close by in order for you to swim? does he know you cry during romance movies?..when you think no one can see you? More importantly does he know how much I love you and what he's getting himself into...trying to steal you away from me.." Maka stays silent in his chest, her cheeks tinting slighly. "maka..." his rough hand rubs her cheek gently before he lifts her face up to his, his red eyes looking deep into her's. "...give me a chance. I don't know who this guy is, but I promise you, if you give me this chance to make you mine, you won't regret it. I won't leave the seat up on the toilet anymore, I won't drink all the milk, I'll actually do some of the laundry.., Ill cook for you, and I'll even try to ignore Blair more then I already do..just let me show you how love is really suppose to be."

"Soul...I c-can't.." She trembles in his arms

"Your suppose to be mine Make." His breath tickles her face, Maka finds her courage and rips away from him, glaring.

"I'm not suppose to be anything. That's another thing that's been pissing me off, you act like I'm entitled to you!"

"..It's not that your entitled to me..but I just expected it."

"What-

"Weapon and meisters, have a history of being related with love. With two people being so highly connected all the time it's hard not to imgine them being in love...for example Black Star and Tsubaki are dating, they love each other. Kid the lucky guy, it's obvious both of the tomsom sisters have a thing for him and he a thing for them. Sid and Nygus, again they have something for each other. So forgive me for thinking we would be the same."

"It's not always like that Soul, what about Ox and Kim? There a thing and there not a weapon and miester. There both miesters." She counters.

"Well both of there weapons are of the same sex so that doesn't count. I bet if ox had a girl weapon and kim had a guy weapon they would be a thing." He takes a step closer. "Your parents-

"Don't even bring them up." Maka growls her eyes burning. "They don't count.." She grips her fist as her parents holding each other flashes threw her head...only for the picture to be destroyed by yelling. "That shows how much you know. They fell apart."

"We won't be like them." He moves in the hug her but she pushes him away.

"Your right, we won't because i'm not even going to make the same mistake my mom did."

"Is that what this is about?" Soul trys to hug her again but she just backs away.

"No I just don't like you like that ok Soul? You know what I want?" She gives him a challeging look only for it to fall weakly. " I want us to go back to how we use to be...I want my best friend back.."

"And I want Maka back, you know when she was cool, and didn't play people." He challeges back.

"I never played you!" She growls.

"Sure...Damn Maka." He grips his hair, his breath speeding back up. "Damn it all to hell! Why did you have to do this now?..You just made me into a death scythe..we are finally done with having to worry about collecting all thoses souls..i'm deaths weapon..I thought now that that's over we could start settling down...like we could start actully going on dates, I could take you to movies..and we could start actully being an item...and then you tell me that you don't love me? That all this time it was only me? Do you know how uncool that is Maka? And then for you to tell me theres someone else? You betrayed me!"

"I didn't betray you alright? And maybe you shouldn't just expect me to fall in your arms." She crosses her arms

'Just...Just ok look.. I'm sorry ok? For everything for how i've been acting, for yelling at you..just stay my meister." He pulls her into a hug, she lets him this time. "Alright? We don't have to end this...I'll some how get over this.."

"...One more chance, this mission if it goes well with out us having a serious fight like we have been having then I will stay your meister..just promise you won't bring this up any more...ok?" When Soul nods only then does she wrap her arms around her weapon.

"I'll try..." They pull away and he locks eyes with her again...before Maka can register what's going on he leans in and kisses her, his hands going to her cheeks to hold her head in place. It's a soft kiss..his sharp teeth lightly scraping Maka's bottom lip as he pulls away. She stands there frozen with shock...but once she regains her self, her face gets hot with anger and she slaps him across the face.

"Heh...I'm sorry about that.." Soul slowly turns his head back towards her, his cheek red from the slap. "But if I wasn't mistaken.. it looked like you liked it." He smirks as he gets closer. "I left you breathless."

"You stole my first kiss from me you ass hole!" Maka slaps him again, anger burning her very being. "Your not sleeping in the house tonight I don't care...go stay the night at Black Stars or something, I can't belive you just did that."

'Look i'm sorry-

"No your not!" She growls and marches past him. "Your lucky i'm still letting you prove yourself tomarrow at the mission.."

"Hey.." He grabs her wrist and she comes to a stop. "Look I am sorry, I just couldn't help myself.." His voice is soft.

"Learn some control." Maka rips her hand out of his grip and walks till she's out of the balcony, soul doesn't follow her. Maka wipes her lips as she searches for Crona, his eyes meet her's at the same time from the step he is sitting on. His eyes widen as he stands up quickly and walks up to her.

'M-Maka how did it g-go are you ok?" He stops right in front of her and all she wants to do is jump into his arms, and cry into his shoulder but she won't. Not here at least, not now. I was suppose to be strong..but damn it i'm a teenage girl..I have feelings...and for Soul to steal that from me..the first kiss I wanted to give to.. Maka's eyes meet his as she gives him a fake smile and a shake of her head.

"I'm fine, I'm giving him a second chance, if he's good during the mission tomarrow we will stay a pair if not that's the end of us." She grabs his hand and starts to walk down the stairs, Crona's eyes never leave off of her.

"O-Oh.." He frowns studying Maka. "...A-Are you sure your ok?"

"Yes." She gives him another fake smile. "But..can I ask a favor of you..?"

"O-Of course what is it?" He leans closer, his dark eyes shining with concern for her.

"Tonight could you stay the night?..Blair is going to be working till 3 and well Soul's.." Maka averts her gaze. "Not going to be there."

"Y-You want me to s-stay the night?" His eyes get huge as they walk down the stairs, through the hallway and out the doors to the dwma.

"..Yeah but if you don't want to I understand..I'm just.." Im trying not to sound how weak I really am.

"N-No I want to.. I-I'd be happy to s-stay the night with you Maka." His face is a bright red, and he gives her a wobbly smile.

"Thanks Crona.." They walk out through the streets of Death city hand in hand, the wind blowing their hair ever so gently. The moon grining down at them with fresh teeth. She tightens her grip on his hand, walking closer to him, giving him a warm smile.

"Y-Your welcome Maka." His grip on her hand tightens just the slightest bit but just that one gesture makes her heart beat a little bit faster.

So what you think? Yes, no? Maybe so? Please review, and if this story continues I must warn that there will be future lemons and such, only crona x maka. I wana see if I'm good at it :P