Crona was beautiful, the soft lavender hair swooping into neat locks at the base of his long elegant neck, and the thin strands stopping at a certain line just above his eyebrows except for one lock in his eyes that was often threatened to get cut by Death the Kid; Crona's best friend and soon to be more.
His shoulders, as round and pale as a woman's, were exposed in the summer heat due to a swimming trip, but he just stayed on the side in his sleeveless; claiming he couldn't swim. His long slender legs were drawn close to his chest under the umbrella so not to get a tan or sunburn.
While all the other Meisters and weapons were in the pool splashing and jumping around in the water; Ragnarok sprouted out of Crona's back and started hitting him. " Why aren't we swimming!? Are you trying to kill me, stupid? It's hot!" Ragnarok yelled, pumping his fists onto the strength less boy. Crona tried to mumble out apologies then decided he didn't know how to deal with it and just put his face into his hands. Ragnarok beat him for several more minutes before a cool voice came to his side.
"Hello Crona, I wanted to ask you something, could you give us a minute Ragnarok?" Death the Kid's polite voice asked, even though Crona knew he hated Ragnarok and would just as easily shoot him to shut him up.
Crona could feel Ragnarok's distaste, but his sudden glee when he asked, " Alright Deathy boy; for how many candies?" Kid sighed and pulled out three. Ragnarok, crazy for anything sweet took his prize and disappeared back inside Crona.
That's when Kid's smile returned, and Crona couldn't help but tilt his head in a little smile either.
" U-um what did you w-want to ask me Kid?" Crona asked, drawing his knees as close as they would go as he turned his body to his friend. The boy was staring at the pool and smiling, it was a square; so several levels of symmetry came into play. Crona thought he'd try to appeal to Kid by mentioning it.
" The pool sure is nice, huh? S-symmetrical." He said, and Kid's eyes lit up. He was always impressed when some one else noticed the symmetry in an item, and while everyone told him it was a problem; Crona quite enjoyed finding symmetrical things with Kid.
" Yes, it's quite nice, like you would be", Kid scooted closer to Crona, looked him in the face and batted his golden eyes. " That is if you'd let me cut that runaway lock of hair." Crona couldn't help but to laugh, and soon Death the Kid's seriousness melted away and he started laughing as well.
Kid touched Crona's shoulder and went back to the pool where he immediately started yelling at Liz and Patty for being out of sync when greeting his return.
Crona blushed a bit when he thought about how Kid never seemed to yell at him about how unsymmetrical h was; but lightly play with him. There was a problem Crona needed to face, but he couldn't out here in the open. He needed somewhere quiet and hopefully completely secluded.
The showers!
Crona stood and scuffled across the pool to the boy showers and found himself in a closet-like changing room where he propped his book between his knees and used a key chain flashlight to read in the dark.
It was a book called 'Coming out, Confessing and All the Things In Between!' a book that he'd been reading from the DWMA library since he started classes.
Crona had known immediately that he was like girls; tender, soft and boy-loving. He liked wearing dresses, it was how he was comfortable and the gentle but strong touches of the boys he was often lumped in with made him feel a happy buzzing; especially Death the Kid's touches.
The book told him that this was homosexuality, liking the same sex you were and it was called gay by most people.
Crona could easily pull up his dress and see what he had under there, but he couldn't tell Kid just as easily. So his first order of business was to tell Kid that they had the same parts without scaring him and hopefully without getting naked because he wouldn't know how to deal with that if he did.
Ragnarok heard these thoughts and grinned inside Crona. Before his human lost heart, he would humiliate him so bad in front of his love he'd be crying for any kind of solace, and that's when Ragnarok himself would step in. The giddy grinning continued through out Crona.