A/N: Hah..I'm updating. Imagine that.

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"Do it once more."

"But Medusa-Sama we can't-"

"You will do it..now!"

The icy cold tone of her mother left no room for argument. Chrona struggled to rise from the ground, Ragnarök nothing but a puddle of black at her feet. They had risen early that morning to her mothers shrill call, calling them outside where they began their first lesson. Resonating soul wavelengths. It was already dusk and they still had yet to succeed at the procedure. Chrona looked down at the semi-moving puddle of black circling her feet.

"Ragnarök."

Chrona called his name softly, knowing the weapon quite possibly had more of a strain then her. She saw the blood still for a moment and the round face of her partner reflected back at her. Pain was evident in his expression as he gazed up at her. She smiled down at him ignoring her mothers obvious irritation at their delay.

"One last time..okay?"

She saw him hesitate, pain from the last 100 or more times they tried reflected in his small beady x eyes. The black blood came to life. Spinning swiftly around her before flowing into her palm and solidifying into the small blade. Chrona gasped softly as the blade quivered in a effort to keep its shape. She felt her heart clench as she heard low pitched pain filled squeals come from the shiny black blade. Ragnarök....

"Chrona!"

Chrona snapped her head up to the impatient gaze of her mother, and then quickly lowered it submissively.

"Yes, Medusa-Sama."

Giving the quivering blade a apologetic glance, she brought it in front of her. Closing her eyes as she prayed silently. Please, please, let this work.

"Soul Resonance."

All grew quite. Chrona desperately trying to find her partners wavelength..There! She felt it! She felt Ragnarok's wavelength tune itself towards hers giving a faint pulse in recognition before drifting closer. Just as she was about to make contact with the weak, pain agonized wavelength she felt it slip from her reach. A resonating screech filled the air causing her to open her eyes to looked at the now violently shaking weapon. Ragnarök was screaming, so loud. She felt herself begin to panic, she shook the weapon as her hysteria grew, calling out his name in a desperate attempt to get a reply.

"Ragnarök!?"

Suddenly the screaming stopped. Chrona watched with bated breath as Ragnarök suddenly stopped his shaking as well. A sudden disgusting pop filled the air along with Chrona's high pitched scream as blood spattered her face and the ground. She felt her heart begin to pound as she bent over the black puddle that was before her on the ground.

"Ragnarök?"

There was no answer. She heard her mothers sigh.

"How disappointing."

Shuffling foot steps, the door opening and closing before all was silent again. Chrona felt the blood pounding in her ears as she waited for a response.

"Ragnarök?"

"Ragnarök?"

"RAGNAROK?!"

Again Chrona felt full blown hysteria slam into her again and she desperately clawed at the puddle of black puddle of blood on the ground. She felt tears pour from behind her eyelids as panic continued to grow. He can't be dead, oh please, don't let him be dead! Please!

"What do you think your doin ugly girl?"

Chrona gave a small cry. The voice was hoarse and barley audible but it was definitely her partners. She felt like rolling in the puddle she was so happy. She smiled through her tears as the small round shaped head came into focus on the bloods surface.

"Are you okay?"

"Does it look like I'm okay?!"

Chrona blushed in embarrassment, and heard him chuckle.

" Can you go back into my body?"

She watched as the blood move slowly pushing shakily into the air before splashing on the ground.

"No, I don't think so, I can barely move."

A light bulb when off in Chrona's head and she quickly scrambled to her feet. Maybe he could have enough energy to flow into another container, like the bucket in small shed across the yard.

"Wait here!"

"Don't worry, I'm not goin no where."

She took off at a dash for the shed, quickly flinging open the rotted wood door open and flinging herself inside. Random clattering of random things could be heard before Chrona came tumbling out along with a bunch of other useless items. Quickly throwing the stuff she didn't need back in the shed before Medusa saw and punished her, she grabbed the bucket and dashed back to Ragnarök.

"Here! I got it! See?"

She panted, proud that she had done it so quickly but her happiness was short lived as her weapon huffed before turning his head in the reflection.

"I'm not getting in that thing!"

Chrona pouted, she thought she did a good job.

"Why not?"

"Are blind? Look in it its filthy!"

She blinked before turning the bucket towards herself and peeking inside. Dirt was caked on the inside along with cobwebs and a few bugs stuck in said cobwebs. She grimaced.

"I'll be right back."

A grunt was all she got in reply before Chrona made another dash to the shed. Trotting over to side of the shed she spotted the hose and quickly went to work. The dirt was hard, but 10 minutes later she was back with a clean bucket. She exhaled loudly.

"OK its clean."

Ragnarök snorted, his glare playful.

"Took you long enough."

"You could show more gratitude."

"I could..but I won't"

"Meanie."

"Ugly."

"Chrona! Its almost time for dinner and you better be in your room or others wise you wont have any!"

Chrona swiftly turned her head at her mothers call, playful mood forgotten. Was it that late already?

"Coming!"

She turned back to Ragnarök, urging him to get in the bucket with her arm as she snuck glances at the kitchen window. Seeing how slow he was moving she hissed at him.

"Hurry up!"

"Don't get your panties in twist I'm moving as fast as I can!.

In few moments he was in the bucket, the blood from her face and clothes in it as well. She did a once over of the small area were they practiced today, making sure they didn't miss any, before making her way towards the house, making sure not to swing the bucket for fear of spilling Ragnarök. She quietly moved pass her mother and into her room, shutting the door with a soft click. She set down Ragnarök before tiredly crawling into her bed. She watched as the laughing moon slowly ascended to the sky, the stars seeming to beam at his presence. She heard the door open and close, signaling her dinner. She ignored it turning over on her side.

"Hey! Are you going to eat?"

She shook her head. Silence filled the air for awhile and she felt her eyes begin to droop. She needed to say something before she fell asleep.

"Hey Ragnarök?"

She heard a tired grunt come from the bucket, he was sleepy too. She didn't blame him, with what he had to put up with today. She blushed as she said her next words.

"I'm sorry."

There was no answer, she shrugged guessing that he chose to ignore her apology, and felt sleep start to claim her. But before she fell under its spell she heard the soft reply.

"It wasn't your fault."

Chrona smiled.

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Well hows that? Tell me you fools! Tell me!! I feel like Ive forgotten something, :shrugs oh well: