The Way I Loved You

By: Carol Molliniere

A/N: Finally, my first Soul Eater fanfiction! Just like my very first fanfiction (which was a Bible one), this is a songfic, though this time from Taylor Swift's "The Way I Loved You". To me, this reflects a story of a girl who left her previous boyfriend for someone seemingly better, though she ends up missing her ex later on. After a few tries of listening to this song, I thought about the ever-popular KidXCrona and my fave SE pairing, CronaXRagnarok. It might be about Crona, who is with Kid now, but she dreams of her weapon that disappeared from her blood, Ragnarok, who she is really in love with, and yet she wouldn't know how to deal with leaving Kid, in order not to make him sad. So yeah. This was built on a whim, anyway. Sorry, KidXCrona fans if I have offended you, and fellow CronaXRagnarok fans for pairing Crona and Kid together for a bit; don't worry, I have not betrayed you. And sorry to CronaXMaka fans for not wanting to pair them together at all.

This is intended to be solely post-animeverse, with the idea of losing Ragnarok based loosely on Episode 45.

Disclaimer: I don't own Soul Eater. If I did, Soul and Maka would've been a couple, Lord Death would've showed his human form (yes, I'm one of those human!Shinigami fans), Ragnarok would become human (and apparently alive), Crona would've been a girl, and Tsubaki would've beat up Black*Star a long time ago.


He is sensible, and so incredible

And all my single friends are jealous

He says everything I need to hear

And it's like I couldn't ask for anything better

"Wow, Crona, it looks like you and Kid are getting along pretty well," Liz said to me. I nodded. "Yeah. Man, Kid is such a great guy; you're lucky," Patty said before I could say anything. But I couldn't help but smile; I was bound to be silent anyway, since I don't know how to deal with having to say something I didn't mean to say. But Patty was right. Kid was a cool guy. Just like Soul and Maka; ever since the two found out about their love for each other, they've been hanging out a lot lately. (But don't worry about Black*Star; as for him, he got with Tsubaki a long time ago, so he's not that lonely without his best friend around.) So it was just me and Liz, along with her sister Patty; the weapons of Death the Kid, my current boyfriend.

He opens up my door and I get into his car

And he says, "You look beautiful tonight"

And I feel perfectly fine

"Hey, look, Crona!" the younger of the Thompson sisters said, making Liz and I look in the direction of where Patty was pointing. "Kiddo-kun's here!"

I blushed. "He's always on time like that," I said. "It's just another of the things that I love about him." Liz grinned. "Well, then, get over there! Kid sure won't like it if you're not punctual, no matter how polite he is to you." I nodded, and then ran over to Kid, my ruffled skirt bouncing a bit. Since Maka and Soul spent a lot of time together (the only time I would see her was in school, or maybe sometimes in the grocery store, but she would still be with Soul), most of the guidance about the relationship I had with Kid was from the Thompson sisters. Since they figured today was my eighth date with Kid, they said my attire must be perfectly symmetrical, the way Kid likes it.

"Hi, Kid," I said, and I saw his golden eyes brighten up at the sight of me. He looked me up and down, and then said to me as he put his arm around me (asymmetrical, but he didn't seem to care at the moment), "You know, Crona, I can't remember a day when you looked more beautiful." I giggled, and then Kid said to me, "Shall we go for our date?" "Alright." I nuzzled my head on his shoulder, and I felt that this was the man I was going to marry someday.

"Since you've got no one else, you are going to marry him," A little voice inside my head (which sounded oddly familiar) uttered. "But you must remember there was someone before him whom you loved."

I jumped a bit at the statement. Kid turned to me. "Hey, Crona, are you alright?" he asked me. I quickly shook the voice off. "Y-yeah, everything's fine," I said. Kid shrugged, and then we were off again.

But what did that voice mean by that?


But I miss screaming and fighting and kissing in the rain

It's 2 A.M. and I'm cursing your name

You're so in love that you acted insane

And that's the way I loved you

Later that night, when I returned to my own apartment, that voice was still on my mind. I could've sworn I had heard that voice before; the way it was taking over my mind, I didn't know how to deal with it at all.

"But you must remember there was someone before him whom you loved."

And that statement…

I must note, though, that the voice sounded almost teasing. I don't remember anyone who had teased me before, though, not since Ragnarok…

Ragnarok! Of course! That voice was Ragnarok!

I jumped out of my seat in realization, then frowned. Why did it have to be him, of all people? I didn't know how to deal with when I lost him, when I was told by Stein-hakase that I had lost him during the battle with Medusa. I cried so hard when I had been told that. When Maka was told about it, she made every effort to get me a weapon; yet even after 1 year, I never stayed with one weapon for too long. None of them were like my weapon partner, and I never fully got used to the fact that my black blood – no, scratch that, his black blood – was replaced by normal red blood.

In short, I never really got over Ragnarok.

But what did he mean by that?

"Crona, you've been a bit quieter than you usually are. What's wrong?"

I looked up at Kid. He was looking at me worriedly from across the table. Liz, Tsubaki, and Maka were also looking at me the same way. "Nothing, I'm just thinking about something." Kid nodded, and that was that. However, it wasn't the same with the others.

"What are you thinking of?" Maka asked me. I shrugged in an attempt to shake her off. "Just something." I was about to think that they would leave me alone, when Patty jumped up and exclaimed, "It can't just be 'something'! Come on, you'll have to tell us everything about what you're thinking about!" I flinched a bit like I used to when confronted with something I didn't know how to deal with. "I…don't wanna t-talk about it…" I managed to cough out. "Oh, Crona, you'll never get better unless you talk about it!" Liz said, shaking my shoulders. Once I had recovered, I mumbled softly, "I'd rather talk to an experienced psychologist…"

"What was that, Crona?"

"Er, nothing!"


He respects my space, and never makes me wait

And he calls exactly when he says he will

I sat on my bed, just waiting for things to happen. Kid had told me he'd call at 8:00 PM today to talk to me about something. In all honesty, I knew I didn't have to wait for him, since his OCD for symmetry also included being perfectly on time (even if Liz and Patty did tell me they arrived three hours late for school on their first day). And I must admit, even though Kid wanted me to talk to him about that day when I had realized it was Ragnarok I had been listening to, he never said anything beyond the boundaries of "Are you alright?".

Speaking of Ragnarok; on the other hand, I recalled he was the total opposite. He would nag me about it and inquire loudly (the record was for a month straight, even after I told him) about it. Needless to say, I did miss that aspect of my life. It was something that would usually get me upset, and I missed being upset about him. But I can't take that back now that he's gone.

Just as I was thinking myself over it, the phone on my bedside table rang. I looked up at the clock. Right on schedule. I picked the phone up to hear the voice I was expecting.

When the call ended, I knew it might have been the voice I was expecting, but not the one I wanted.


He's close to my mother; talks business with my father

He's charming and endearing and I'm comfortable...

The next day, Black*Star and Soul invited us to go play basketball at that old court. I hoped I would not be too uncomfortable around Kid; when he called me yesterday, he did ask me why I was a bit awkward now. I did tell him it was nothing, though I'm not sure how he took it...

I came there a bit earlier than I usually would, and I found Kid talking to Maka and Soul. I wasn't surprised, though, since like I said before, we don't usually see Maka and Soul outside of school - they must be somewhere in each other's company doing God-knows-what.

Speaking of that, Black*Star came in - loud, as usual - accompanied faithfully by Tsubaki.

"YAHOO! Black*Star is ready to kick some basketball captain's *ss!" he yelled out (I don't know how to deal with curse words). "Alright, you're on, Black*Star!" Soul said.

Then we were divided into two groups to fight each other in basketball. I was in the group with Soul, Maka, and Kid. "There," Soul said. "That way I know I can beat you, since I have a guy on my side!"

"Just because you have another guy in your group doesn't mean you're gonna win, Soul! I'm Black*Star, and I'm so great, my manly-ness outshines both yours and Kid's!" Black*Star said back, to which Soul got irked, and yelled, "Alright, that's it, Black*Star!" And thus, the game began.

Black*Star and Soul seemed so intent on beating each other, they were like a whirlwind of red eyes and blue hair. 'Course the others caught the ball a couple of times and maybe even scored once or twice, but it was mostly Black*Star and Soul going around the game like that, throwing around the ball and curses and anything else they might throw.

Thankfully, Kid didn't notice how reminded I was of my former black-blooded weapon yet again.

"Good job, guys," Soul said when the game was finished. "We totally beat Black*Star this time!" Black*Star was miffed. "Well, next time I'm gonna defeat you, and your little shinigami, too!" Kid just smirked. "Yeah. God luck with that."

Maka must've noticed me walking over to the bench by the court with my head down, because moments later, she walked over to me with a concerned look on her face. "Every thing alright, Crona?" I nodded. "Um, yeah," I lied. But fortunately Maka didn't seem to notice.

She did ask one thing, however.

"It's good that you're alright, Crona," she began. "It's just that I'm a bit worried. You don't sound like you're OK."

I put on a fake smile. "No, no, Maka, every thing's just peachy. Especially with my boyfriend Kid around."

"Someone said my name, luv?" Maka and I looked up to see Kid walking up to us. "Oh, hey Kid," Maka said. Kid also reached over to me and gave me a hug, one which I returned. Then Maka turned to Kid. "Hey, Kid, have you noticed that there's something going on with Crona? She won't talk with us about it. Has she talked with you about it?" she asked. Kid shrugged symmetrically. "I don't know," he said. "She won't talk about it with me either."

"Something about Ragnarok, maybe?" Black*Star rudely butted in.

My lip twitched. Grabbing my knapsack, I headed out.

"Gotta go.


He can't see the smile I'm faking

And my heart's not breaking

'Cause I'm not feeling anything at all

For the first time in many months now, I sat back in my corner, contemplating on how my life would go now if it weren't dominated by my former black-blooded weapon. That meant I wouldn't be here, staring down at the floor and huddled up in my corner.

"Ragnarok. You didn't have to go."

I couldn't control my thoughts. He was controlling them.

"Please, come back."

I sunk my head further into my pillow. I knew that was too much to ask. I didn't have to ask for Ragnarok to come back. I had my friends. I had Maka. I had Kid.

But was Kid enough for me?

I thought back to all those times I had with Kid. Sure, he might have been a gentleman, but I couldn't help but feel incomplete. I didn't know how before, but now I do. I thought I was worried that Kid would find a new, more symmetrical girl and forget about me, but now I'm the one afraid of leaving him.

I held my pillow tight again. What was wrong with me?

And you were wild and crazy

Just so frustrating

Intoxicating, complicating

Got away by some mistake and now...

With Ragnarok, I didn't have to worry too much. Because for some reason, it was very possible that, if Ragnarok and I switched sides, he wouldn't really give a damn about me. He'd go find a new meister, and a new girlfriend...

I looked up. How could Ragnarok have been my boyfriend?

Stupid frustration and its side effects.

I closed my eyes, ignoring Maka and Kid's protests for me to open the door (how those two got here unbelieveably fast is beyond me).

"Crona. dear, what's wrong? We can talk about it..."

"Come on, Crona, please just come out!"

I shook my head. I didn't want to...

All of a sudden, I heard a clanging noise coming from the window. I looked up, hoping it wasn't Black*Star who was also trying to bust inside.


You like? Yeah, it might've been a bit short. But I was too bored to write this into a completed oneshot. So anyway, reviews are welcome (but flames are not, obviously).

Update (2/14/12): So anyway, I'm not gonna update by means of multiple chapters, I'm just gonna update this chapter one part at a time. So yeah. May the force be with you.

And yeah, I know I don't know basketball really well. In fact, I suck.

Another Update (5/21/12): Whether you guys like it or not, I think I'm starting to lose interest on this story. Whether it's because I'm so busy with...other things, I tend to procrastinate often, no one will review, or not many people will ever ship CronaXRagnarok, I'm not sure. I guess a little review will help. BUT NO FLAMES. Do I keep having to make that very clear to you?

Yet Another Update (5/30/12): DISCONTINUED. I never thought I'd have to do this, but I did. No one appreciates this fanfiction anymore, but I'm not going to delete this for the sake of the rest of the Crona fans out there. Sorry.

And Another Update Yet Again (6/6/12): I'm back! Thanks to the second reviewer of this story, , I have been inspired to continue yet again! Following his/her advice, I'll probably make another chapter with the rest of the lyrics and an epilogue. :D

Have fun!

~Carol M.