A/N: Well here it is! My first published multi-chapter story! And guess what? Its Ragnarök/Chrona!

:Soul/Maka fans: Glare

:Me: Now, now. Don't be like that, you guys will get your turn, hopefully.

Will see how this fic goes first. I'm not sure on how many chapters this will be. You know the drill errors, yadayadayada and no... I STILL DONT FUCKING OWN IT!

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"Chrona, meet Ragnarök" Medusa murmured softly, "He will be your partner from now on."

Seven year old Chrona blinked, turning her head to look at the small creature coming out from her back. He didn't look anything like other weapons. He wasn't human at all, he had no skin, his eyes were wrong, and he didn't even seem to have a mouth..or was that one there? She tilted her head slightly more, and saw what looked like a mouth on the underside of the round shaped head. It was confirmed when the creature spoke.

"What are you lookin' at?"

Her faced scrunched up at the high pitched squeal. He definitely didn't have the voice of a human. She wasn't sure if it was due to his small size or if it was something else. A small grunt caught Chrona's attention, and she turned her eyes back to her mother. Ignoring her weapons newest fetish of bobbing her on the head.

"Why don't you go to your room Chrona?" Medusa gave a small push to the child. Urging her towards the direction of her room. "You and Ragnarök have a lot to catch up on." Medusa's eyes suddenly turned and a devilish smile grew on her lips as she spoke the last part. " We must start your lessons tomorrow."

Hearing the door close with a small click, Chrona sighed. Her face turned to the laughing moon outside her window, its light being the only thing lighting the small space that was her room. It had no furnishings. If anything it was just a empty box, with a small amount of blankets and a couch pillow to call her bed.

" This is your room?"

Chrona gave a small start, turning her bugged out eyes to the round silver x ones of the creature. She forgot he was there. I guess this isn't my room anymore, its our room. She gave a small nod to answer his question. She fidgeted as the weapon continued to stare at her. She wasn't used to other people in her room. Or being in her presence for more then only a few hours(if her mother was testing her), but, this creature, this Ragnarök was her weapon. Her partner, and they were bound by blood that meant they were, going to be together forever? Forever? Just as her brain tried vainly to wrap around the word a small bop to her head brought her back to the other occupant in the small room.

"Hey ugly!"

She cringed at the name and at the small fist that were coming down swiftly upon her small cranium.

"What is it?"

She heard a grunt of approval come from her weapon and the bops to her head ceased . She felt him shift slightly.

"Who was that woman?" A blank stare was all the weapon got in return, Ragnarök growled slightly, bopping Chrona hard on her head before elaborating. "Ya know, from earlier?" A small ooh was uttered as a look of comprehension dawned on the girls face. Ragnarök couldn't help the snort that escaped his lips.

"That was my mother." He tilted his head slightly at the softly spoken words, and frowned. They looked nothing alike. Surely the girl was mistaken? He decided to voice his opion out loud.

"Are you sure ugly? You don't look anything like her."

Chrona fidgeted, she didn't like this subject. Hopefully he would drop it soon.

"I'm sure."

He frowned at her answer, he could tell that it was a touchy subject and wanted to pry, but it was late and he was tired anyway. Without another word he started to dematerialize into his host who gave a startled squeak in return.

"W-what are you doing?"

Ragnarök gave her a cross look. "What does it look like I'm doin ugly? Its late and I'm tired."

Chrona gave a shudder as she felt him flow back into her body. She yawned, it was late. She kicked off her shoes before crawling into the soft warm lump that was her bed. She turned, looking at the eerie laughing moon before sighing. She had a lot to get used to.

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A/N: I'm sorry that Ragnarök was ooc, I plan on making him worse as the story progresses. Hopefully I will update soon but before I do I want you to click that little review button and tell me your thoughts.