Wanting
Chapter Two
I didn't see many Maka/Chrona fics and I absolutely adore this couple, so I decided to make one of my own. Enjoy~
Disclaimer: I do not own Soul Eater and am not making money off this fanfic.
Chrona trembled as he stepped through the shadows, watching intently as other boys made fools of themselves in an attempt to capture the attention of members of the other sex. The pink haired boy noted how some of the more outgoing boys seemed to have higher success rates with the ladies, and became discouraged. "I can never be like that", he said dejectedly, kicking the floor.
"Hell no, you can't!" Ragnarok teased cruelly as he pushed his way from Chrona's back. The little demon sword's stubby hands gripped the longer strands of Chrona's hair and tugged on them, making the boy wail in pain.
"Stop it! Please! I don't know how to deal with this!" Chrona cried and flailed his arms over his head in a feeble attempt to get the tugging to relent. Ragnarok continued to tug at the boy's hair until he grew bored and propped his elbow on his meister's shoulder.
"I don't see why you even try. You're never going to be as cool as those guys, so you might as well just give up", Ragnarok said, soon cursing under his breath about how weird his voice sounded now that he had been forced into this pitiful state by 'tiny tits'.
Chrona looked down, his bangs shielding his grey eyes from view. Maybe Ragnarok was right… he would never have the confidence that the other boys had and thus, never be able to gain the interest in Maka that he desired. Of course, Chrona thought, wanting more than what she had given a pathetic boy like himself was asking too much, too selfish.
The pink haired boy stuffed his hands into the pockets in his robe and slumped out of the shadows, hoping no one would see him in this pathetic state.
"Like that's going to happen! You always look this pathetic so people see you like this all the time! I bet they're used to it!" Ragnarok teased again, thumping one of his small fists over Chrona's head, soon followed by a yelp of pain that came from the boy who had just been hit over the head.
"I don't see why you always have to be so mean, Ragnarok…" Chrona muttered as he trudged across the sidewalk of Death City. He was not paying any real attention to where he was going, as his eyes were locked on his feet. His shoulders were slumped pitifully, as if he had given up on everything. Chrona was too far into his depression to hear the loud footsteps behind him, nor did he year the annoying sound that could only be compared to an idiot's mating call.
Chrona was pulled from his thoughts when a strong hand landed painfully on his shoulder, "Hiya Chrona!" Black*star greeted hyperly, "what are you doing walking around here?"
The pink haired boy's eyes widened and he took a step back from the obnoxious boy, as he was still a bit fearful of anyone's touch… well, anyone but Maka's touch. "I-I uh…. G-got lost", Chrona said quickly and took a step back from Black*Star.
Tsubaki, who was standing behind the want-to-be ninja boy, sent a sympathetic look to Chrona and pulled Black*Star away from the boy. "Now, there Black*star", she cooed in a warm tone. Chrona visibly relaxed at this and he sent her a thankful look
His eyes went to the ground as his mind drifted to how much of a better man the obnoxious teen was and how he wondered if Maka preferred Black*Star over him. Chrona's heart dropped into his stomach at the thought and every fiber within him hoped, needed it not to be true.
Still… He could not help but feel that Black*Star would be better for her. After all, he had the confidence all the girls seemed to like, and he had muscles. Chrona was a slim built boy with the confidence the size of a pea.
Maybe… he should try to be more like Black*Star
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Sorry about the shortness of this chapter, I promise the next one will be longer
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