Too Pure?
Maka x
Chrona
ATTENTION: this fan fiction was written by Mel-the-shadow-lover or "Elerick" I'm reposting it because I've officially been given permission to take over. I'm reposting to save ppl the trouble of finding the chapters Elerick/Mel-the-shadow-lover wrote then going to find mine.
Note: Chrona is MALE in this fic, saying he's a girl will not change anything. I've done so many with him as a female I want to branch out a bit, experiment if you will with the stuff that comes with being a boy and being a girl. This is supposed to be a one shot, but I have an idea for a second chap that if I get decent reviews I maaaaaaay just do.
Maka Alban slumped down on the desk with a groan, pigtails sprawled out around her. Such a display rather hard for her fellow students to ignore.
"What's wrong Maka?" Tsubaki was the first one to speak up.
"Ignore her," Soul spoke up quickly, "She's been like that all week."
"Shut up, Soul." She grumbled into the wood, not even bothering to get up.
"Well it must be something rather serious."
Kid
looked up from rearranging the books on some other student's desk
so that they might be more symmetrical.
"Perhaps you're sick,
have you been to see the nurse?"
"It's nothing like that." Maka got up but just so she could slump, head resting on her hands.
"How can you be depressed with me around!"
Black
star began his usual shouting,
"I shine enough to lighten the
entire room, you should be proud to be in my presence!"
he
continued after that but no one really took notice.
Soul chuckled
to himself,
"She's not depressed, she's just frustrated
because Chrona won't put out."
"MAKA CHOP!"
The the sickening sound of the solid spine of a book coming in contact with bone echoed in the room, soon followed by the thud of soul's limp body falling to the floor. None the less what he had said had been said and the rest of the group simply stared, unsure of what to say.
"That's not it!"
the technician screeched in
her own defense.
"I swear!"
Kid coughed into his hand,
a tinge of red in his face, not used to such vulgar phrases.
"S-so…
I assume the problem is with Chrona then? You two got together over a
month ago now, isn't it?"
Maka smiled to herself when she remembered that day, had it really been over a month? Chrona had come up to her; his face so flushed she had worried that he might faint, and stuttered his little confession. At first she had only humored him so his fragile feelings wouldn't get hurt, but quickly found that his awkward affection was catching and she couldn't resist whenever those blue eyes looked up at her with such shy adoration, like a loving pet. She enjoyed the time they spent together, and she really did like him, very much in fact, it was just…
"It's been this long and we've only kissed, and not very often at that… I don't want him to put out!" she growled at the limp body of her partner. "But he doesn't seem to want to go any further…"
"Does
Chrona even know what further is?"
Kid questioned, arms crossed
in front of him,
"He's lived a very sheltered life…"
"But
guys have urges, right?"
the technician fidgeted in her
seat,
"Isn't this the age where boys are supposed to be pervs?
He should want to do this kind of stuff…"
"Maybe your tits are too small and you can't wake up his hormones."
Maka chucked her book at Soul who had decided he'd recovered enough to speak again, sending him right back into a pain induced coma.
Tsubaki laughed nervously at the whole scene,
"Maka,
I don't really think talking to use will help… this is something
you have to talk to Chrona about."
She sighed, putting her head back on the desk,
"I was afraid you'd say that…"
That afternoon she had asked the timid little swordsman to meet her on one of the balconies of Shibusen. It was the same place where Chrona had first laid his eyes on Death City and was empty by the end of day so he wouldn't feel shy. Here they usually met to talk, and not much else. Maka would make sure he was keeping up in with all his new classes and talk about their fellow students, if she was lucky make him laugh a bit, but if anyone was there to watch they would only see two friends, not a couple. Chrona always sat next to her but he would keep his hands to himself unless she reached over to touch him first, and even then he was hesitant. At first she thought it was cute but now she wished he would start being… well the boy in the relationship… he was one, wasn't he?
Today was no different, she watched the boy sit there, tapping his shoes against the stone. If anything was different in their relationship since he had revealed his feelings it was that at least he seemed a lot happier, even now he was grinning as he watched a passing dragonfly. It made her smile as well, but there was still an issue at hand.
"Chrona…"
He turned, still smiling like a child, she felt bad for having to bring up something that might wipe it away.
"Are you… happy with the way things are between us?"
Tilting his head, he didn't seem to understand.
"I'm happy if you're with me, Maka."
Make it harder why don't you, she sighed to herself,
"No, I mean… don't you want more?"
"More?"
She really didn't want to have
say it.
"You know… physically…"
There was a moment of pause and she could see him trying to understand. Apparently Ragnarok did first, though he didn't come out(he found their meetings too girly for him) she heard him chuckle evilly, which was quickly followed by a deep blush in the boys face and his eyes shot to the ground.
"I-I-I don't really… think about that…"
"Yes he does."
The weapon spouted, Maka
vaguely wondered how he managed to talk without coming out.
"Sh-shut up Ragnarok!"
he squirmed uncomfortably, glancing nervously
up at the other technician and back down to his shoes.
She smiled
at his nervousness,
"It's alright, I think about it too."
A small groan came from his lips before he covered his
flushed face with his hands.
"W-we kiss… and stuff…"
Maka gave a deep sigh, this was going to take a while,
"You really are pure, aren't you Chrona?"
"I-I'm sorry…"
"No, that's not a bad thing."
She
laughed nervously,
"Are you really satisfied with the way we are
now? Just kissing? Don't you want to go any further?" there was a
moment of hesitation, but she felt she had to ask.
"D-don't you find me attractive?"
Immediately his head shot right
back up,
"O-Of course I do! You're… You're one of the
prettiest people I've ever met… I-I've thought so s-since the
moment I saw you in the church…"
She felt heat come to her own face this time. With classmates like Tsubaki and the sisters no one had ever said anything like that to her before.
"T… thank you Chrona."
But all he did was burry his face in his arms, huddled in his lap,
"I-I… I'm just not sure I'm r-ready for anything f-f… further…"
It's not like I want to take your virginity, she thought to herself with a grin.
"M-Maka…I-I want you to be happy…"
The technician blinked in surprise when the usually shy boy took her hands in his, a serious, though terribly nervous look in his eyes.
"I-If it's what you want t-t-then I-I don't mind it if it's you…"
his hands squeezed hers nervously as he cringed.
"J-just…do with me what you want."
…or maybe he did think she was going to take it… oddly she found herself laughing. That only made Chrona all the more nervous.
"D-did I say something wrong?"
A little bit, she thought, but she didn't want to say that.
"No, I was just thinking… you're willing to protect me in battle with your life but when it comes to this…"
she trailed off.
The boy blinked, confused as he had ever been and she just sighed, leaning in close. He backed away, but only an inch or so in surprise.
"It wouldn't hurt you to be a little more forward yourself, you know…"
"…Ma-"
he was cut off when she pressed her
lips to his. Two thin, shaking hands gripped her sleeves in nervous
excitement; with every kiss they shared it was always as if it was
his first all over again. If anything else, he was adorable, she
linked her arms in a gentle hug around his thin waist and he
hesitantly scooted closer, eager for more of the warmth of shared
heat. She giggled when she heard a soft little gurgled moan when they
pressed together, but gave a small start when she felt his shy tongue
pressing against her lips.
That was perhaps as forward as he had ever been and it caught her off guard; it was a moment or two before she knew how to react. Opening her mouth she met the wet appendage with her own, making the boy jump a bit before playing a shy game of hide and seek. She felt his hands pulling her close and… pushing oddly. There was movement between them, in her distracted state of mind she wasn't sure what was going on but when the kiss broke she found herself on her back with Chrona hovering over her on all fours.
They stared at each other, he seemed as surprised as her, eyes wide and mouth hanging slightly open, lips still wet from the kiss. She blinked as she tried to translate what was going on… she hadn't expected something like this of course but… they had been together for a while so perhaps this was for the better. It wasn't like he would do anything to inappropriate and she really did care about the little swordsman, deeply. Closing her eyes she decided to let things happen the way they would.
Then she felt something wet drip on her face. Blinking she opened her eyes again and cringed. She had never seen Chrona's face a deeper shade of red then it was that moment and the substance that had been dripping on her was black, his nose was bleeding.
It was at that moment the boy collapsed on top of her in a full out faint. After she realized what had happened she didn't know if she should laugh or cry. Well, seemed there was nothing wrong with Chrona's hormones, his shy nature just wouldn't allow them to act. It was cute in a sad way… if she didn't have this limp body now unconscious on top of her.
Of course it was that moment Ragnarok finally chose to come out.
"Damn it, you bitch! What do you think you're doing getting Chrona all worked up like that?! Do you know how dizzy that makes me?!"
he continued his rant and she just sighed, stoking the boy's messy lavender locks as he slept.
They'd get there… eventually.
Gyaaaah, Chrona ish so cute, I loves the shy types
