Like I said a little snippet I made based on an AU. Pretty much the Au is where people only see color depending on their relationship with someone/how they see the world. So if you hate the world/dont know a person/hate them, the are grey, sort of know someone, you see some color, best friend are an off color, while soul mates you see their color 100%. If you guys like this little snippt i might make a fluff one shot about it.
Their world has always been grey. The only colors they have known are black and white. There was no one in their life they truly cared about, no one they really loved because no one ever cared for them. Even their mother they fear. It was dark and cold.
Until she came along. That was the first time they started to see anew. When she reached her hand out to them, she changed ever so slightly. Her grey colors tinted with color. As the days went by and she continued to reach out, the more vibrant she became. Crona always heard stories how those you love, you never see them in black and white. That your soulmate is the purest form of color. They never believed it, they never saw it. But now they do. They see it with the others who have befriended them, they even see it with Miss Marie. Even the world has a tint to it, but nothing is as bright as Maka.
Even now as they look at her, simply reading the book they gave her, Crona is mesmerized. Her bright green eyes carefully reading each word. Her ashen hair is free of their normal pigtails. Crona especially loves the pink sweatshirt she wears. Who knew color could be so amazing.
Maka notices Crona looking at her. "Something up?"
"N-No. S-Sorry. I was just lost in thought." Crona replies.
"How about I make us something to eat? You hungry?"
The second 'hungry' comes out of her mouth, Ragnarok pops out.
"Course we are hungry! Why wouldn't we be?! Right, Crona?!"
"I-I guess so…"
Maka chuckles before setting her book on the table. "I'll make something nice for all three of us."
As she walks into the kitchen, she looks back at Crona, who's trying to tell Ragnarok to not pick on them, and softly smiles at the most vibrant thing in her apartment.