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I don't believe in Love

Ch 1: At The Top

My name is Maka Albarn, I'm the top student in my class. And... I'm the top romance writer in the entire school! People fawn all over my stories, girls and boys alike. They can't help but love love my stories.

But I don't believe in love.

Love is a chemical reaction in the human brain when a person comes in contact with another person of equal interest and sexual attraction, and nothing more. I do not find any human being to be worth loving. The people at my school coupled up quickly, and I'm now left with slim options anyway, so why bother with romance?

'Girls fawning all over boys, boys acting like idiots to impress girls, it's sickening.' I think as I watch an especially lovey-dovey couple sit so close to each other they could be attached at the hip. 'How stupid, love stories are always the same, boy/girl meets girl/boy. They fall in love. Struggle: third peron in love, struggle: can't be together, struggle: don't like each other. Happy/sad ending. All the same, every time, there's never anything really interesting or different.'

I sigh and look out the window away from the nauseating couple, instead choosing to watch a rather scary looking sun smiling almost directly at me. 'That's odd, it usually looks up, not down.'

I shrugged off the thought, turning my attention back to the couple who were now being chewed out by for kissing in class. Serves them right.

"H-Hi Maka!" Crona stutters as he approaches me, he stops when he's only about a foot away. "D-Do you want to eat lunch together?"

I smile at him. It was strange to think that I once called him my enemy, we're so close now, always by each others side. "Of course Crona."

"That's good. I don't think I would have been able to deal with you saying no." He smiles and pushes his index fingers together.

"Crona, I'm really proud of you, you've become a lot more social with people." I pat him on the head (he's my pet now?). "Come on let's go get lunch."

"R-Right"

"The place is really packed." I muse as I look around at the filled lunchroom.

"Yeah, there are a lot of people." Crona says tugging at my sleeve, then lowers his voice. "I don't know how to deal this."

I smile up at him. Crona is tall, and ever since he was taken in by the school he has become a bit more in shape, not as skinny. It's hard to believe he's so scared of the outside world. "Let's eat outside, you know, get some fresh air.

He nods and I lead him outside carrying both our trays while he hide behind me. "Do you want to sit by the old oak?"

"Yeah!" Crona chirps up at the mention of the tree. It was an oak almost as old as death city itself, and almost as tall as the academy. In autumn the leaves would turn and when they fell it was like a rain of fire. "Do you think the leaves will be changing soon?"

"You have to be patient Crona, August just started, and Fall isn't till September, and then that still doesn't mean the weather will have cooled enough for the leaves to start dying off."

"Oh... I guess I can try dealing with waiting for a month..." Crona looked up at the still green leaves. The tree was lovely at anytime, but fall was by far the best.

"Don't worry Crona, the time will go faster then you think, and before you know it the leaves will be falling like fire." I smile at Crona and he smiles back. The progress he had made around people exceeded even the expectations of Lord Death. On his first day he had been inclined to sit alone in every class as far away from everyone as possible. The next day when I had sat with him at lunch, he started hyperventilating, but when I started asking about class he opened up a bit. It was now the start of his second year and he had a small inner circle of friends he met through me (though it took him about three months before he would speak to anyone besides me, including teachers, and that was only a throaty groan that sounded like hi) and was starting to make friends without my help.

"Maka, um, when the the leaves start to fall will you, well, will you... Watch them with me, like last year?" Crona squirmed around a bit.

"Of course Crona, I'd love to." I smile at him and he blushes (weird). "Speaking of love, did you hear about the reviews for my new story in Death Time?"

"Y-Yeah, I heard you got five stars." Crona looks away (why the heck is he blushing?). "I read it, I liked how in the end the countess dies, but her baby lives. It, ah, made me cry."

"Crona." I hug him tightly. I can still feel his bones slightly, but the ribs don't protrude as much.

"Ah-ah Maka I-I don't know how t-to deal with you h-h-hugging me." Crona squirms around and I release him. I still forget that I have to act a bit differently with Crona. He's blushing even worse now, the red reaching even the tips of his ears. "... Sorry..."

"It's okay Crona it was my fault, I know you don't like being touched." I shift awkwardly. "Come on, let's eat."

"Hey Maka."

I turn around and see Kid standing behind me with Liz and Patty.

"Hi Kid. Hello Liz, hello Patty." I smile at the trio. "What's up?"

"Kid had another spaz attack, about the symmetry of the lunch they served." Liz sighed.

"It was not a spaz attack, it was a perfectly just attack!" Kid fumes. "That lunch attendant just threw the food on my plate! The symmetry of the food had to be at the most only 0.04%! It's unforgivable!"

I giggle but look at Kid sympathetically. His love of symmetry is odd, but it makes Kid who he is. "I'm sorry to hear that. I prefer to pack my own lunch, that way I can have things set up exactly as is needed."

"Kid tried doing that once too. He ended up not sleeping for three days trying to make it perfect." Liz looks off as if she's remembering the exhausting event.

"Yes, but in the end it did turn out to be perfect." Kid turns to me ignoring Pattys laughing and Liz's sighs. "So Maka, are you ready to head to English?"

Kid and I had been walking to English together ever since he started coming to school. We like the same type of literature and often partner up for class assignments. It had become one of my favorite classes, simply because Kid was there, and he always made things interesting.

"Yeah I'm ready, lets go."

We walk to class after waving good bye to Liz and Patty. It's a comfortable silence that I've come to enjoy.

"How has Crona been?" Kid asks. It strikes me as a bit odd, because though Kid and Crona are friends, he's never really taken any extra interest in him.

"He's been good, he's made a lot of progress since he first came to the DWMA... Why do you ask?"

"No reason" Kid looks to the side. "I saw him get freaked out when you hugged him, that's all."

"You were watching us?" I tease him, punching his arm slightly.

"... Yeah, I guess I was." Even though his head is turned I still see a slight blush on his cheeks.

"Is there a bug going around school?"

"Wha? No not that I'm aware of." Kid looks at me like I've grown a second head. "Why?"

"Your face looks really red, and Crona's was red earlier too. I thought there might be something going around." I answer, thinking back to the scarlet hue Crona had while we were outside.

"Oh... No I just think it's a bit warm is all..." Kid trails off, still blushing. "Let's hurry or we'll be late."

"Okay." I follow behind him as he forges ahead. 'Why is everyone acting so weird?'