Hi guys I have never wrote a fanfic so this is my attempt.. To be honest I have no idea where I'm going with a story so if anyone likes this first attempt message me or comment with some things that you would like to read and maybe I can make that happen! Hopefully I will get better with time so barewith me. Thank you!

Cronas POV

It was my first day at the DWMA and it will certainly be one to remember.

"M-Maka, who is that over there shouting to those girls?."

I shuffled closer as the shouts became louder with more aggression in each insult. I didn't know how to deal with something like this. She giggled innocently in a way which led me to believe this was a regular thing, what on Earth was I getting myself into?

"That's Lord Deaths son, Death The Kid. He's a sweet boy- but.. His obsession for symmetry is.. well... He likes everything symmetrical, if its not then it MUST be fixed. The two girls are Liz and Patt-"

"But what about his hair? That's not symmetrical at all!"

She stopped abruptly and forced her hand over my mouth. My eyes widened with fear. What had I done? Her eyes, unlike mine, narrowed as she focused on the boy as if she were waiting for something. Was he going to come shout at me? I turned my head slightly to see the bull charging in my direction. Hurriedly, she spun me around putting my back towards the boy.

"So you think I'm garbage to?! Who are you to comment on my hairs symmetry?"

I grabbed my arm and planted my head down towards the floor. I didn't know how to deal with this. What should I do? I looked to Maka for an answer but her expression was just as blank as mine. I don't know how to deal with this..

"Kid this is Crona. He didn't call you garbage, he was just complimenting your unique hair style. Weren't you Crona?"

Her left brow lifted and I nodded hysterically preying Kid would fall for the obvious lie. Before I could lift my heavy head to see whether the anger had diapered from his face, I saw knees collapse onto the floor followed by his head with arms waving around and slamming the floor repeatedly.

"I'm garbage, absolute garbage. I don't deserve such amazing, perfectly symmetrical weapons (in their weapon form). I should be in the dumpster where asymmetrical crap belongs!"

His words sounded so desperate as he sobbed from beneath his soaked hair from the beads of sweat from his head. As much as he frightened me I couldn't help but feel sorry for this boy.

"I-I don't think you're garbage, K-Kid. I like your hair, its much better than mine at least."

"I suppose, at least mine is the same style and not like I've LITERALLY been in the gar-" "Kid!". Her voice now deeper and positively terrifying, I lept out my skin as she plowed a book through his skull. Messing his hair even more. I don't think HE will know how to deal with that. A minute smile cracked on either side of my mouth causing my teeth show along with my dimples. Kid looked up and smiled back at me whilst Maka continued shouting and cursing at him for the almost insult he threw at me.

Kids POV

I grinned towards myself in the mirror. Finally, the solution to all of my problems! I rubbed the thick black solution all over the left side of my head, smoothing and patting it all done to make it perfect.

"Kid, you've been in there for ages! Are you coming down for dinner or not?"

Patty squealed at me. Following the dreadful words.. "My big sister cooked tonight so you know it'll be yummy!"

Suddenly it felt like Excalibur was in the room. My face scrunched up as I gaped for air remembering how the last dinner tasted. Despite the fact that it put me into hospital it didn't look TOO bad.

"If that's the case then I won't bother leaving the toilet"

"Hey I can hear you! Get your butt down here Kid or ill move one picture to the left and I won't tell you which one"

She is persuasive at times. I washed my hair off then looked in the mirror a final time. This time no grin, just pure joy along with a single tear of pure happiness.

"Liz look at Kid. He looks funny"

The younger girl squirmed as she chuckled innocently. I love her laugh, especially now because I could tell that she was happy with and for me.

"Kid what the hell! Look what you've done to yourself!"

I ran my hand through my soft, perfect hair. Grinning again. Trying not to burst out and skip around the room whilst screaming, like Patty does on a regular basis. I love the new me, I don't plan on changing for anyone ever again.