I need to start naming these chapters xD

Yeahhhh SO writing the story in Kid's POV was a bad idea and I gotta do a switcheroo here. I need both of their perspectives soooo From here on out it will be normal POV with a chapter in Crona's much later.

Chapter 2

"So… Crona was it?" Shinigami-sama beamed. "Should I call you a miss or mister?" Everyone else in the rooms faces met their palm right after he asked that.

"He didn't have to ask so bluntly did he?" Liz sighed, feeling embarrassed for both of them.

"Miss." Crona responded through her teeth. There was obvious annoyance in her tone. The girl knelt on the floor in the middle of the death room with her hands tied together behind her back.

"Well then Miss Crona! At the DWMA we work hard to keep the world in balance and preventing a kishin to being born! As the vessel for the demon sword Ragnarok, it just so happens to be our duty to punish you. However your black blood makes it a bit difficult for us to kill you, so I'd like to know if there is a way you could stop your black blood from saving you?"

'He sure is talking friendly for asking someone to let us kill them...' Kid thought.

"I can…." Crona glanced to the side. "...but I won't." Something about the girl's mood had changed from before. She seemed calm and collected, unlike the nervous wreck from before. She seemed unphased by the situation at hand. Her words were dry and emotionless as if she were reciting a play she's read a thousand times before.

"Is that so? Well we're going to have to do something about this. Either way you can't go anywhere so your human hunting days are over. Your only other option would be to let us confiscate your human souls. Then after that you'll be imprisoned inside a cellar in the DWMA's basement until...well forever. That's only assuming there is absolutely no way around the black blood."

"..."

"I take it you're not satisfied with your choices?"

"No… it's not that. I'm just not concerned. I'm not going to die yet. And I'm not going to rot here either. I know how this will turn out. " She said in a monotone voice while staring blankly.

"Hmmm? Well I guess we'll just have to see then won't we? I hear you have a weapon inside you but it's still not conscious yet is it? I would like to speak with your weapon when we get the chance. But for now..." the grim reaper sang happily. "Kid! For now why don't you take our lovely guest down to our cellars then! You should know the way!" Lord Death said, tossing his son the key ring.

Catching it in his hands, the younger reaper sighed. 'Why me.."

The pinkette glanced down and frowned. 'Why does it have to be Kid...'

The duo made their ways further down the halls in to the darker and abandon side of the school. Crona walked a few inches in front of Kid so he could keep watch.

"Crona…. If its okay that I call you that…. I don't mean to be rude but you don't come across as someone who looks like a demon swordsman…"Kid began in an attempt to break the awkward silence.

"I am the demon swordsman though."

"Well… yes… I know that…. but I've come across many Kishin eggs, and weapons and meisters who hunted humans… I guess that doesn't seem to fit you from what I can tell."

"You shouldn't resort to stereotypes and cliches then." Her responses were brief and to the point. Kid couldn't help but raise an eyebrow and how bold her last response was. It was almost as if she were talking down to him… or maybe provoking him? All he knew was none of these seemed to fit the girl in front him. Although who was he to assume what was like her or not. It's not like he knew her…Kid stopped in his tracks, Crona immediately stopped too and turned around to see what was going on.

"Don't you… feel bad maybe? For all you've done? Don't you want to change for the better? Because of your situation with the black blood we were not able to kill you on the spot. This gives you a chance that no other Demon Sword or swordsman has had before. Crona… I'm sure if you truly wanted… you could change. In fact I'm almost positive my father would be more than willing to give you a chance too. Someone like you changing and fight for the DWMA? That's never happened before. Of course he would keep some necessary surveillance on you but still… think of the opportunity you could be given." Kid rambled on, mostly exciting himself with the new idea he came up with. An Idea his father never even thought of. "So… Crona?" He tilted his head.

There's now way this could go wrong; he could imagine her breaking down in tears of joy that someone like him was offering salvation to someone like her. He could picture her spewing out apologies and thank you's. Kid could see his idea becoming controversial as the demon sword and swordsman attended the DWMA but soon everyone would realize what a perfect idea it was indeed after she became one of the school's best meisters. Her sword? Would be made a death scythe by her! A former demon sword as a death scythe, such irony. It would be groundbreaking! Catching word outside of the DWMA, many corrupt souls would come to us seeking salvation and forgiveness. It would truly be a dawn of a new era! Lead by Kid himself! The greatest grim reaper of all time. Kid was on the verge of greatness.

The pinkette gave a long sigh. "No. Absolutely not." She protested, showing no signs of second thought. "Not a chance."

"Wait- Wha?" Kid choked, his perfect fantasy crashing down around him. "Did you say… no?" he blinked, still in disbelief.

"Yes. I said no. I could never agree to that."

"What… but why? Is your pride really more important to you than living a normal life?" Kid challenged.

"My pride? This has nothing to do with my pride! Stop acting like you know whats going on!" She hissed. Her icy tone sent chills down his spine. She looked genuinely pissed off. Not annoyed, or cold, or insane. But pissed. Another side of her he didnt expect to see come from a girl like this.

"Then… why not..?"

"I….I-I can't very well be the Academy's enemy if I'm changing my ways and becoming a meister under them…"

"I suppose….?" Kid squinted. "You're refusing because you want to to be enemies with us? But wh-"

"There's 3 things I know for sure I need to follow." The pinkette held up one finger "Firstly, I need to stay an enemy of the academy. I can't get involved with anyone here…. especially not you or any other students."

"Wait...why not?"

"Secondly." Crona interrupted, holding up another finger. I must keep in contact with Lady Medusa."

'Lady Medusa? I wonder who that could be…' Kid thought, but didn't see any need to ask her. It was unlikely he'd get an answer anyways.

"And lastly…" She held up her third finger. "I need to stay alive…. for now at least…." her voice trailed off. "Just a little longer until a certain day I need to be alive…. I don't care what happens to me after that point, but I refuse to let myself die before then. And thats why… I wont change for your academy. It will break rule 1. I won't be trapped here for the rest of my days either.. that would break rule 2. And letting you guys kill me yet… would break my last rule…" She went on. "Thats why I know none of the 3 options you all have given me will happen. I won't let them!"

"..." The grim reaper stares down the girl, both surprised and confused and confused by her answer. "Well then…" Kid sighed shoving his hands in his pockets. "If you don't mind my asking… what's the point in all these 'rules' you made for yourself?"

"Well I…." She started glancing to the side… "I guess you could say… I want to get a certain outcome from the situation I'm in. I need to be very careful… Or things will be messed up again."

Kid took a few steps closer. "And what kind of situation would this be…what outcome are you desiring?"

"I… I just want to… protect someone important to me…" she murmured.

"Protect someone.. important to you…?" He repeated. This was not the kind of answer he was expecting. 'Does this mean she's being a demon sword to protect someone? She's refusing my offer.. an offer that could change her life for the better, so she can protect someone? Perhaps this is the reason for her cold, emotionless, attitude? She's doing all this… for someone else's sake.'

"This person… must be very important to you… In that case, Maybe I misjudged you Crona… However, as a grim reaper, I can not accept the hunting of human souls."

'Let's just hurry and up and eat their souls. You haven't gotten me any human souls in weeks! probably over a month!' Kid recalled her weapon say back at their fight earlier that night.

"Uhm...You do hunt human souls…. right?" Kid questioned. "Didn't your weapon mention you not bringing in any souls for a while?"

"… I used to… But I've stopped a while ago and It's made him mad. B-but! I'm still considered a demon swordsman since I used to!" Crona gripped her right arm tightly. "So don't go thinking I'm a good guy just cuz I stopped."

Kid sighed again. "Oh boy… then I guess half of my conversion talk wasn't even necessary if you've stopped. Although you sure are adamant about staying on the DWMA's bad side by continuing to classify yourself as a demon sword…"

"Y-yes… Are you done with our questions?"

"Yeah… but, well I'm not sure what I should do about you."

"It's not in your power to decide what happens to me… Lord Death already made his decision."

"Yes but… maybe there's a way we could help you…" Kid suggested. "If it's protection you need then the DWMA is a good ally to have on your side! Safeguarding one person would be a piece of cake for an institution as big and as powerful as us."

"You would think… but well the situation isn't so simple…"

Kid tilted his head. "I think you're the one making this more confusing. This is the second time you've refused my help. You should learn to take up offers like these and accept help. You'll go farther with others than you will alone."

"Why do you always have to do this? Stop being so willing to help everyone…" She frowned "Worry about your own problems for once!"

He gave a half hearted laugh. "There's nothing wrong with helping others, and infact I'd say it's a good quality for a person to have. It's not like I'm the only one to help other. I could guarantee you most of my friends would be willing to in a heartbeat." 'And it's true...' Kid thought. 'Liz, Patty, Soul, especially Tsubaki are always willing to help someone in need. Even Blackstar can put his pride aside every once and a while for someone. And then there's Maka, Always willing to do anything for anyone.' Even if his group of friends got on his nerves from time to time he knew they were all good natured people and reliable. Kid knew for a fact he wasn't as soft as he was now before he had met them. "And Besides…" Kid smirked. "I don't think you're one to talk… didn't you just say you're trying to protect someone special to you? Sounds pretty selfless to me."

"Don't be stupid… Just because you hear a sentimental backstory doesn't mean you get to let your guard down." The demon swordsman reached out to grab Kid, shoving him against the wall. She pushed the length of her lower arm against his neck, making him choke a bit. If she could have, she would've drawn out Ragnarok to make it more convincing. Ragnarok was still unconscious, Blackstar's soul wavelength did more damage to him than her since it hit him directly. Regardless, Crona made do without him. "Who can say that whole story was real? I could've easily made up whole story to get you to let your guard down." She pressed harder against his neck. "Then what…?"

She was strong, much stronger than he would've expected someone who looked like her to be. "Then I guess…" he choked as he slowly lifted his left arm up. Before she noticed he quickly took hold of her arm that had a grip on him, shoving it against the wall. Crona now stood with her back against the wall with Kid pinning her wrists. "I guess I would have to trust my abilities enough to back out of that situation in time." He smirked.

Crona looked down and to the side, to Kid, it looked like she was possibly holding back the tiniest of smiles.

"Well then…" Kid said as he released her from his grip. "Are we done playing around for the night?"

'He's not taking me seriously at all… he never learns I guess...' Crona gave a weak smile. "Yeah…"

"Excellent. Let's get going then. We wouldn't want anyone getting worried about why I'm taking so long." he grabbed her by the wrist and continued down the hallway pulling her behind him.

"H-Hey…" Crona protested, stumbling to keep up with his fast pace. The pinkette look down at her wrist. She didn't even realize he's been holding onto it. His hand was warm. Very warm. It reminded her of a certain familiar warm feeling. "It's so..warm." She smiled to herself.

"Hmm? What is?"

"Ahh! Uh, nothing…"

"Oh… okay. Well try to keep up. We're almost there."

The two traveled down another flight of stairs and down a couple more longer hallways. Crona was surprised how easily Kid could navigate himself down these long dark hallways without getting lost.

"Wheeew, finally here." Kid said, stopping in front of a door.

"H-here?" Crona question as she eyed the door.

"Yup." Kid answered as he pulled out one of the keys to unlock the door. Kid pulled the heavy door open and the two peeked inside. It was just a plain empty room. There wasn't even a window anything. Just a dark empty room. "It's not too bad of a place I guess…. As long as you're not scared of the dark I guess."

"Y-y-yeah…" Crona gulped.

'Don't tell me she's actually afraid of the dark….' Kid raised an eyebrow. "Are you shaking?"

"N-n-n-no." She lied. "Well maybe a little. Only cause it's cold…" Another lie.

Kid sighed and placed a hand on top of her head. "Will you be alright?" He asked.

"I'll be fine. And didn't I tell you to stop worrying about other people…."

"Fine then…" He removed his hand and faced away. "It's your loss then. I'm going. Father will be wanting to speak with you sometime in the next few days. But my part is done so this is where we part ways."

Crona nodded and faced away too. "Alright then. You can leave then."

"Goodbye Crona. Good luck with things." Kid uttered just before shutting the door behind him. The reaper gave a much needed sigh of relief. "Well… I did not expect a simple escort to the cellar to turn out like that." He smiled to himself as he began to head up the halls. 'What a weird girl indeed… I somewhat curious on how things will turn out for her. Especially with that person she said she was trying to protect. I wonder what's the story on that….' he went on thinking to himself. 'But I had better stop with these silly thoughts, it's not my concern anymore. After all she turned down my offer, so our paths will never cross again most likely….right?' He quickly turned around just one more time to look back before continuing back up to the school.

Crona extended her arms to feel her way around the room. Once one of them met with a wall she followed it all the way down the the end of the room until reaching the corner. She herself on the cold, hard ground and hugged her knees to her chest. "Ugh… what is he thinking… helping me… Why do people have to try to be nice to me." She groaned and hugged her knees closer. "What an idiot… they never learn…"

Well I wanted to post this chapter way earlier but idk… has fanfiction been down or something? I couldn't access it :/

Any whoooo I hate keeping plot points in the dark... (exactly why I need practice with my pacing lol) Anyways I'm feeling really dedicated to this story so I think It's gonna be one I keep with. I need to break my bad habit of unfinished fics.
Crona might seem a bit... not her usual character I guess? but it's for good reason to be explained.

And as always… please review and thanks for reading everyone! :)