author's note: so as promised crona's back!:) I do not want to make any one upset but Kid is going to be a big part of this story. I have a plan for this story so don't worry. it won't just be centered around the asylum but life out side it as well. i'm really excited for this, and I hope you are too!

Now Crona will be a boy in this fanfiction, it seems everyone wanted that lol so boy wins!

"Where are you going?"

Maka looks back at Spirit blankly, holding her wooden basket of bread close to her. It's heavier this time. She made extra for Crona. He seemed to like them.

"It's Saturday." She states bluntly.

"...Maka it's not healthy for you to go to that place so much." Spirit sighs as he rubs his head. His eyes are glossy and Maka knows he has a hangover. He went drinking last night. Like she knew he would. "Don't you think your spending to much time there?"

"No I don't." Her green eyes look at him coldly. "Don't you think your not spending enough time there?"

This causes him to tense, his blue eyes flickering.

She doesn't like his eyes, she doesn't like him.

"Maka..you know I've been busy.."

"Oh that's funny." Maka's eyes narrow. "I didn't know getting drunk and banging whores counted for being busy."

"I dont-

"And what about right now?" She tries to keep her voice in check but she can hear it's raising. "What the hell are you doing right now that you can't come to see mom?"

When he doesn't answer she looks away from him.

She hates him.

"Mom's stuck in that place and you don't even take the time to come see her!" She grips her fist. "As soon as mom was taken away you took that as your chance to do whatever the hell you want behind her back.." She shakes her head. "No..it was always like that. Even when mom was here with us you hurt her, you cheated on her."

"Maka..I love your mother I-

"Don't give me that shit."Maka's voice almost cracks but she would not allow that. "Your a pig. You don't care about my mother! You don't even have the fucking decency to come to see her!"

" Maka please this whole thing is hard on daddy." He sounds so desperate.

It's pathetic.

"Hmm I wasn't aware this was so hard on just you Spirit." Maka bows her head. "I feel so fucking bad for you." She speaks so bitter.

"You know I didn't mean it like-

"I don't care. Just stop talking." Maka walks out of the house and slams the door behind her.

She can't talk to him any more.

She hates him.

Besides her cab is waiting for her.

Maka takes a deep breath as she walks down the small concrete path from the front door to the road, a yellow cab sits there wating for her. She opens the door and hops in the back without comment, not even giving that...place a second glance.

"Dark side?" The cab driving asks glumly.

She doesn't answer. She doesn't have to.

The man sighs and starts to drive.

Maka looks down at her basket and can't help but to smile a little.

Her sketch book is inside with the bread, a pencil sharpen and ready to draw.

She's so excited to see Crona...to see those eyes.

She really wants to draw them.

Maka looks out of the window, watching as all the small houses pass by and the people who are out and about doing their daily bussiness.

She wonders if Crona's excited like she is..If the patient even gave her a second thought. She hopes Crona did but she doubts he is as fascinated by her as she is of him.

She keeps calling Crona a boy but really she doesn't know. She hopes to find out today. She hopes to find out a lot about the patient today.

All she really knows is Crona's name and the fact he is a patient..also that his mom is a bitch who abandoned him.

Maka's grip tightens on her basket's handle at that.

What kind of mother would do such a thing? She doesn't deserve the tittle of mother...She doesn't deserve such a fascinating child like Crona.

Maka begins to wonder if Crona has a father, or any other family. She guesses not because no one came to see him..unless they all abandoned him like his mother.

This throught makes her heart sink.

She wonders why Crona is even a patient..He didn't seem insane, just very timid and shaky but that's it. Of course it's odd he sits in corners but that's not anything. So why is he a patient? What got him there?

Maka feels something vibrate in her pocket. It destroys her thoughts.

She raises an eye brow as she pulls out her cell phone, a plain brown track phone but hey it's a phone. She opens it up and is a little surprised to see a text message. No one messages her.

It's from Kid.

"Hey Maka :) How are you today?"

Huh.

Maka sighs, Kid has been texting her since last night and to be honest she finds it a little odd.

She doesn't like talking to people for to long, even her best friend.

But she doesn't mind talking to Crona for some reason.

"Good." She texts and puts her phone back in her pocket.

She feels her phone vibrate soon after but she doesn't answer it.

She doesn't feel like it.

Maka just watches the scenary change from out her window, how it changes from a small town, to a dark forest.

Dark Side is getting closer.

She wishes the asylum didn't have to be so far away..That it didn't have to be in a forest as if it was a haunted place.

The only thing the asylum is haunted with is broken memories and forgotten dreams.

The pateints forget there dreams becuse they can no longer have them and there memories are broken because who would want to remember what they use to have and what they use to be when they are now stuck in a cell?

No one.

The cab finally comes to a stop in front of the familiar building. Maka says nothing as she hands the cab driver some money and gets out the car.

She doesn't look back at him but she knows he's probably already gone.

Maka walks into the building, not even looking around.

What's the point. Nothing changes.

"There she is." The woman at the front desk smirks at her as she walks closer. Two other old looking women stand behind her, eyeing her cautiously. The brown haired lady gets the large book out. "Kami right?"

"Yes, and I also want to visit another patient."

The brown haired woman stares at her a moment before she smirks, and turns her attention back to the two others.

"Oh visiting more of your family?"

They chuckle. They chuckle at her with there joke.

What a bitch.

"No, it's not family." Maka keeps her tone neutral even though she just wanted to give her the middle finger. "I want to visit Crona."

"Crona?" The woman turns her attention back on Maka, a frown on her face, her eyes a wide. "..You mean Crona Gorgon?"

"Is there any other Crona here?"

"No.."

"Then that's the one." She speaks bluntly.

The women look at one another before looking back at her.

"You want to visit Crona Gorgon?" The brown haired lady repeats looking at her like she's stupid.

"Did I stutter?" She sighs getting fed up. "Yes I want to visit him."

"Girl have you went and lost your mind?" The brown haired lady stares at her in disbelief. "Do we need to lock you up in here? Why the hell do you want to see Crona? Don't you know that he-

"We're not suppose to talk about that." One woman speaks up, looking at the brown haired lady harshly, shushing her.

"Talk about what?" Maka raises an eye brow.

"Nothing.." The brown haired lady starts to rub her temble as she pushes the book over. "You know I don't care. Your insane girl, i'll be expecting to see you in here real soon."

Maka ignores her and just signs for her mother then for Crona before pushing it back.

"..." The brown haired woman doesn't look at her as she rings the bell. The same man from before coming out of the door in the back. The woman just points at maka and the man nods.

He already knows.

Maka follows him to the elevator, she's quiet as he pushes the button and they walk in. He pushes another button before, looking down at her basket.

Here we go.

He takes the basket from her and starts digging threw it. She waits for him to give it back to her but he doesn't.

"What the hell is this?" The man takes out her pencil giving her a glare.

"I believe that's a pencil, you know people use that to write with."

"Don't be a smart ass, you know you can't bring this into a patient's room! They could stab you or themselves with it."

"My mother wouldn't do that."

"You don't know that ok? She's not in her right mind that's why she's here-

"Shut the hell up!" Maka snaps as she grabs the pencil from his hands, going to try to take it fron him but he keeps a tight grip. She glares at him, something slowly snapping inside of her. "Don't talk about my mother."

"Let go of the pencil. I have to take it."

Maka struggles with him. She needs that pencil in order to draw Crona's eyes.

"I said let go!" He tugs and just like that the pencil snaps in half.

Maka stares at the piece in her hand..The half with just the eraser with big eyes.

She had liked that pencil.

The man rips the other half from her and stuffs it into his scubs pocket. "You should have listened!" He grunts as he hands her the basket.

Maka's silent.

She just turns away from him and waits for the elevator to open.

She doesn't want to speak to him anymore. She can't.

The doors open, Maka rushes out with him right beside her.

She doesn't speak the whole way to her mother's room.

"Hey..look i'm sorry I snapped on you sweet heart." The man suddenly sighs. "Things have been kind of hectic around here since you left you know?"

Maka doesn't respond.

"..." He looks over at her as they stop at the familiar door 403. He gets his keys out and unlocks the door. "Nurses are already inside for you." He mumbles.

Maka just pushes past him and into her mother's room.

She takes a deep breath.

She has to be strong...but she's afraid..

She thought that was something horrible to say..That your afraid of your own mother, she felt as if she was betraying her mother but...she can no longer deny her fear.

For she spilled it out to Crona and made it real.

Her mother use to tell her...when she was sane that bravery isn't not fearing, it's facing your fears and conquering them.

She has to be brave.

She has to face her mother.

She has to face her fears.

Maka is relieved to find that Stein isn't here, only a couple of nurses sit in the room, all looking at her with blank expressions.

Her mother is sitting on her bed.

She looks...good.

It seems she must have just gotten out of the shower or something, her hair is dark and slicks to her face, water slowly drips from her hair onto the bed's covers. Her green eyes are blank, not dilated or glossy, just blank as she swings her legs over the edge like a kid waiting for something to do.

She looks bored.

"Hey mom." Maka forces her smile as she walks over towards her.

Her mother doesn't respond.

"It's me Maka I-

"Maka?" Her mother looks up at her with wide eyes..they slowly go to normal size. "...You came back?"

"Of course." She stands right in front of her, holding the basket close. "I'll always come back."

"They think i'm crazy don't they?" Her mother looks down, her eyes getting glossy. "The folks back home, they must think i'm insane right? That I'm crazy huh?" Her legs are starting to tremble.

"No." She lies. She doesn't know why but it just came out.

"Do they treat you bad Maka?" Her mother speaks no more then a whisper. "Beacuse of me..?"

"No." she lies again.

She would contuine to lie.

"I'm g-gald." She throws her head back, her neck looks like it's in a painful position, the veins sticking out. " Your such a pretty girl, such a beautiful girl..You don't deserve any bad..You don't deserve what has happen to me. You deserve to fly my little angel." She speaks moter toned. "Fly far, far away Maka."

"I could never leave you." Maka speaks the words staring at her mother. She dare not look away. "Even if I did have wings."

"You are a angel Maka." Her mother slowly looks back at her, straightening her neck. Her eyes are dilated and odd looking.

Maka wants to back away but she doesn't.

"Come here Maka." Her mother moves her hand in a odd way as to beckon her closer. "Mommy wants to tell you something.."

Maka hesitates.

"What's w-wrong?" Something flickers in her mother's eyes and she frowns...Her eyes be coming more glossy. "Are..Are you afraid of me too..Maka?"

"No." Maka shakes her head, mad at herself her even hesitating, for making her mother feel bad.

She sits next to her mother with out comment, all the nurses perk up, ready to run over if they have to.

Her mother starts to play with one of her pigtails, twirling it around her fingers a odd smile on her face.

Maka just lets her.

"My dear.." She leans over so her mouth is close to Maka's ear. " Time is short you know? We must put the man to justice Maka. Before it's to late."

She doesn't want it to but her expression falls in doubt.

There is no man.

She knows there isn't.

"Mom I-

"You don't believe me either do you?" Her mother suddenly pulls away from her, her eyes narrowing. "You think i'm crazy too don't you?"

"Mom please.." Maka frowns, not liking the look her mother is givng her..It makes her stomach turn in guilt.

"If i'm so crazy..." Her mother leans in closer a serious look on her face. " Then why is he standing next to you my dear?"

The tone of her voice causes Maka to tense and she whips around only to be greeted by nothing.

No one is standing by her.

"He's standing next to you Maka! He wants you but he can't have you!" Her mother starts to laugh throwing her head back.

the nurses are starting to talk.

"Mom-

"Maka!" She screams her green eyes looking at her in fear. "He's reaching out to you! Don't let him touch you! Don't let him get to you!" Her mother gets up and-

Pushes her. She pushes her right off the bed.

Maka tumbles and falls to the floor, landing hard on her side.

She's in to much of shock to do anything.

Her mother is standing in front of her screaming her head off as she starts punching and kicking the air as if she is is fighting something but..

Nothing's there.

The nurses are on her in seconds and before Maka can see the needle even pierce her mother's skin she is pulled out of the room by strong arms.

The door shuts.

"I'm sorry. I wish this visit was going to be better then the last one but it seems this medication isn't working either." Stein lets go of her once he has her steadied.

Maka doesn't say anything.

She's still in shock.

"...Why don't you go home Maka?" The man frowns slightly. "If you don't have a ride I will be happy to take you home to Spirit."

This snaps her out of it.

"I'm not going home. I have to visit someone." She looks down at her basket of bread. Her mother didn't even get to eat any of it..more for Crona.

"I was worried you would say that." Stein sighs, his glasses glaring. " Don't you think after such a traumatic experience you should go home and relax instead of seeing anothing patient..one you don't know, who could try to hurt you like your mother."

"Crona won't hurt me."

"Maka I know you don't know anything about Crona..I'd like to know how you even know who he is." Stein studies her.

"That's none of your business." She grunts. "And if your concern because I don't know him, why not tell me some things about him?"

"That's not allowed." Stein looks at her coldly.

"Ok then." Maka sighs. "I want to go to crona's now."

"Maka I don't think-

"I don't really care what you think." Maka states bluntly and crosses her arms. "I promised him I would see him today and I keep my promises."

"...Follow me." Stein seems reluctant about the idea but he starts to lead her over to the door 408.

Maka's heart beat picks up.

This is it.

"Be careful ok Maka? There will be nurses inside to help you if you ever feel threaten ok?" He looks at her carefully as he takes out his keys and unlocks the door.

"I'll be fine." She pushes past him and into the room.

The room is crowded with nurses.

They all look unsettled to be in here.

"M-Maka!"

She turns over to look in the corner of the room and sure enough Crona is sitting in it, looking at her with awe, his mouth slightly agape.

"Y-You...You really came back?" He speaks breathlessly, his blue eyes staring at her with disbelief, not blinking as if he was scared if he blinked she wouldn't be there.

"I said I would didn't I?" Maka's lips tug in a smile...This person has such a odd effect on her.

She walks over with her basket and sits it in front of him before sitting in front of Crona, hugging her knees to her chest like he is.

"Y-Yes but I.." Crona's eyes are huge and Maka feels sad she doesn't have her pencil.

She would love to draw how cute they look on Crona.

"I-I thought y-you were just being nice..a-and humoring me." Crona mumbles gripping his knees tighter.

"I'm not nice."

Crona frowns at this. "B-But..y-you can back."

"Yes because I wanted to. Not becasue i'm nice." Maka speaks the truth bluntly.

Crona's whole face lights up at that first part...Maka can feel her heart tug.

"W-Well...I-I think y-your r-really nice M-Maka." His lips turn in a small smile

Maka is left almost breathless.

What the hell?

She almost blushed.

"I-I'm so glad you came back." Crona lets out a sigh of relief as he puts a hand to his small chest. "I-I didn't think you w-were going to..I-I mean it's not that I think your a liar or a-anything!." His blue eyes shift all over the place. "I-I..I-I'm just not use to such k-kindness.."

"It's not kindness." She says again and he looks at her confused. "It's because I wanted to..."

"...T-To me that is a kindness."

Maka watches as Crona hugs his knees tighter trying to hide the blush on his cheeks from her.

"N-No one h-has ever wanted to s-see me.."

"I don't know why. Your really interestering." Maka states as she looks into his eyes...those eyes freezing her and making her excited.

His expression falls and he looks at her with a slight frown.

Maka tenses.

Did that offend him? She didn't want to do that.

"Your special.." She tries again but that sounds wrong too.

Crona's brows furrow.

"..You fascinate me." Maka looks away from Crona, feeling a little embarrassed to say that out loud.

"O-Oh.."

She can't see his expression so she looks back at him.

Crona looks confused before he digs his head into his knees. "I don't know how to d-deal with that...I-I don't understand.." He grips his head and his breathing speeds up.

"..I'm sorry." Maka frowns, she didn't want to upset Crona.

He doesn't respond.

Her heart feels griped.

Why would saying he fascinates her offend him?...Does he think it's because he's insane? Her eyes light in realization...What if he thinks she's like the nurses and doctors?..that she just sees him as some test subject and not a person.

He still doesn't respond. His grip is so tight on his hair.

"Crona.." Maka reaches out and grabs his hands.

He whips his head up, a odd look in his eyes.

The nurses start to talk.

"I didn't mean to upset you. When I said you fascinate me, I meant that I really like you, and I think your differnt but in a good way."

That odd look disappears from Crona's eyes as his lips slightly part..His cheeks tinting a deep red and he trembles.

"Y-You l-l-like me?..." His gaze shifts everywhere and the grip on his hair loosens.

Maka takes this chance to take his hands off his head, and she holds them.

"Yes I do." She smiles at how Crona seems back to normal.

Crona gives her a wobbly smile and she feels her's grow.

Her heart almost hurts.

"I-I-I like y-you too Maka..y-your so nice.." He pulls his hands out of hers to fiddle with his fingers nervously, a blush frozen on his face as he looks away.

There he goes again. Calling her nice.

She just lets it slide this time.

"I brought you some more bread." Maka pushes over the basket.

Crona's blue eyes light in excitement but it falls once he sees the nurses all looking over at them.

He shakes his head.

"I-I can't..I-I'm sorry." He bows his head.

"Why not?" Maka riases an eye brow.

"I-I cant e-eat in front of.." His eyes shift around the room just to fall back down to the floor. "S-So many strangers..I-I'm to nervous." He termbles. "I-I'm so sorry Maka y-you brought this for me and I'm being u-ungrateful..I r-really like your bread it's so good but I-I'm afraid to eat!"

"It's fine."

His breath hithes when Crona sees her small smile.

"I don't like eating in front of others either.I'll just leave this basket for you so you can eat it when I leave."

"B-But..how will you get your basket back?"

"I'll get it Thursday."

"Y-you're..." His eyes are huge.

"As long as you want me too, I'll contuine to visit." Maka averts her gaze.

He doesn't respond, he stares at her with his mouth open and his cheeks so pink.

Crona looks so cute..

"I'm sorry all these nurses are in here." Maka looks around the room. It's a little to crowded for her taste so she wonders if it's effecting Crona too. "It's because of me."

"N-No it's fine..I-I don't really like them but I can deal with them i-if it's because of you.." His mouth closes but his blush hasn't left. "T-There afraid i'm going to hurt you.."

This part is nothing but a whisper.

Maka opens her mouth.

"D-Do you think i'm going to hurt you?" He looks away from her like he's scared of the answer, his small body trembling.

"No I don't."

Crona doesn't look at her but...Maka can see the smile he tried to hide from her.

"G-Good." He looks up at her, his choppy bangs getting in his face.

With out thinking Maka reaches out and brushes the bangs out of his face, one strand of his bangs is partially long and she tucks that behind his ear.

All the nurses tense and Crona gasps.

He stares at her like she just moved a mountian.

"You had hair in your face.' She states bluntly. She's use to doing that for her mother so the action just came natural.

"O-Oh.." He blushes and averts his gaze.

All the nurses look at her like she's crazy.

Maka just ingores them.

"...H-How is your mother..?" Crona asks looking down at his bare feet, they look big compared to the rest of his body. "D-Did you see her?"

Maka frowns remembering the incident..how her mother had pushed her.

"..Yeah I saw her.."

She guesses Crona can hear in her voice something's wrong because he looks up, a frown on his face.

"..I-Is she getting better?" Crona's gaze shifts. "T-They changed e-everyone's medication this w-week.."

"I don't think so."

It feels like she just ripped glass out of her heart to say that, to admit that.

Her mother isn't getting better.

No..She's getting worse.

"M-Maka are you ok?" Crona's frown has deepen.

"Yes.."

"Y-Your crying."

She tenses and her hand flys to her cheek.

She is crying. Her cheeks are soaked.

"I-I don't like seeing you sad...I-If this upsets you w-we don't have to talk about it.." He mumbles sadly, looking at her with concern.

Maka's breath hitches.

That concern always gets to her.

She feels the tears fall more.

"M-Maka-

"My mom isn't getting better Crona." The words come out, and she can't stop them. "..She's getting worse.." She wipes the tears off her cheek, her heart hurts so much. "..Today she pushed me Crona."

"W-What?" Crona tenses and sits up, he looks over her frantically. "D-Did she hurt you Maka? W-Why would she do that?"

"She said she saw the man agian."

"...A-Are you scared of your mom?" Crona's words are no more then a whisper.

The words pour out.

"Maybe a little." She admits shamefully bowing her head.

Her heart is ripped.

"I-It's ok Maka...I-iIm scared of my m-mother too." Crona's voice is so soft and when she looks up, he's looking at her with understanding in his blue eyes.

"Why are you scared of your mother Crona?"

She had to ask. She had to learn more about Crona.

"..S-So many reasons.." His blue eyes flicker and he looks down, his bangs covering his eyes. "I-I don't want to talk about her anymore.."

"..Ok."

"M-Maka what do you think I am?" Crona suddenly looks up, a odd expression in his blue eyes.

"What do you mean?"

"W-What...u-um..g-gender?" Crona looks away his cheeks tinted a bright red. "D-Do you even know what I am?"

He looks so vulnerable, like her answer could break him.

"Yes I do." Maka prays to god she is right with this. She's been looking at Crona studying him..Yes he is very feminine but..something just screams male, and she sees no hint of chest at all. " Your a boy."

Crona's face lights up so bright, his eyes holding awe in them.

Maka's heart beat speeds when the boy takes a deep sigh of relief.

"Y-Your right..." Crona speaks breathlessly still looking at her with those eyes. "N-No one ever guesses right..t-they all think i'm a girl. i'm not sure h-how to deal with that.."

"Well I knew you were a boy." It's not a complete lie..she at least thought of him as a boy..or at least wanted Crona to be a boy so her fascination wasn't..well to odd.

"..Y-Your amazing Maka." The boy's eyes become half lidded as he smiles at her..such a small smile but its sincere.

Maka loves it. She loves it so much.

Her heart beats faster and her fingers twitch.

She must draw this boy.

"R-Ragnarok said you thought I was a girl..a-and I was worried.." Crona hugs his knees, he rest his head on them, smiling. "I'm glad he's wrong."

"Ragnarok?" Maka raises a eye brow. She doesn't know why but that name sounds familiar..

"Y-Yeah..h-he likes to mess with m-my head.." Crona's smile falls.

"Who is he?" Maka frowns suddenly. "Is he a patient here?"

"N-No." His gaze shifts around. "..I-I'm not suppose to talk about him."

"Why?" Maka presses and mabye she shouldn't but..what if Crona has a bully here? Is there even bullys in a place for insane people?..

Of corse she doesn't understand why she cares so much. It's not her business.

But she cares. She cares a lot.

"H-He's bad." Crona leans in, his face close to hers, this odd look on his face. His voice is no more then a whisper.

Maybe a normal person would have backed up, maybe they would have been a little freaked out at how the boy's eyes look. So shaky and unstable but..

Maka stands her ground, she's not freaked out.

She's fascinated.

Maka's eyes lock onto his, Crona doesn't back away he stays inches from her face.

She can feel his breath on her lips.

"What the hell is she doing? Why isn't she backing up?" Maka hears a nurse say but she doesn't care.

she could care less.

Crona blinks.

His eyes get wide like dinner plates as if he just realized how close he got to her as he quickly moves away, escaping father into his corner then he was before.

"I-iIm sorry!" He squeaks, his face a dark red. "I-I don't k-know what that was I just...Don't be mad at me!" He cries throwing his arms over his head as if to protect himself from her.

"Why would I be mad?" Maka frowns a little disappointed there closeness is destroyed.

She was enjoying it.

"I-I...Y-You.." He points a finger at her, it shakes as he does.

"Alright vistor's it's 6:30 if you haven't already left it's time to go." The intercom sounds causing Crona to tense and look around the room as if he was looking for the speaker.

All the nurses in the room sigh in relief.

"Damn 6:30 already?" Maka mumbles as she forces herself up.

She winces in pain.

"Ow.." Maka puts her hands on her bottom, it being very sore from her sitting on the hard floor for hours.

"M-Maka are y-you ok?" Crona jumps up so fast, his blue eyes wide in concern as he looks her over.

"Yeah my butt just hurts from sitting on the floor." She grunts.

Crona's face becomes a impossible shade of red and he averts his gaze.

"O-Oh i'm so sorry!"

"Don't be." She smiles before turning her back on him, about to walk out..about to go back home.

She doesn't want to.

"Y-Your comeing back...?" He speaks uncertainty.

"Yes." She smiles back at him. "I will see you Thursday."

"..." A huge smile rips out on his face, it almost looks painful. "O-Ok! I-I..I can't wait!"

"Neither can I."

Oh how her heart hurts! Couldn't she just keep him? Just..you know..steal him away from here. Take him home where she can just draw his eyes..catch all the different emotions she sees in them on paper.

"T-Thank you.." His eyes are half lidded agian. "Y-Your so kind."

"I'm not kind." Maka opens the door "But I make a exception for you."

"J-Just me?"

"Just you."

"M-Maka..." His eyes are so wide and she loves it.

She smiles.

"Good bye Crona." She walks threw the door.

"..G-Good bye M-Maka."

The door shuts behind her separating the two.

Maka lets out a sigh.

What a day.

As she walks down the hallway her phone starts to vibrate.

She sighs and brings it out.

She has a couple of messages but she just opens the first one.

It's from Kid.

"Call me."

Maka frowns, what could he want?

She types in his number and pushes send before she puts it to her ear.

"Maka."

She tenses and drops her phone turning around to lock eyes with Stein, the scientist looking at her blankly.

"Stein.." She sighs and puts a hand to her heart. "Don't do that."

"I apologize.." His glasses glare. "How was the visit? Did it go well?"

"Yes it went great." She glares at him. "Like I said Crona didn't hurt me."

"Maybe not this time." He sighs. "Maka...Crona is a dangerous pateint. I can not give you any details but I must tell you it's not smart to be visiting him."

"Crona's not-

"It's bad enough you see your mother so much." He frowns. "To see your mother like that..I know it must be effecting you Maka even though you try to hide it, to suppress it. I'm afaird for your mental health Maka."

"I don't need your concern." Her eyes flare.

"...I'll be attending your next visit with Crona." He eyes her cautiously. "You shouldn't get into things that arent your business Maka..it will always lead to trouble."

"Whatever." She grunts before she picks up the phone she dropped watching as the odd man leaves her.

"Hello?"

She hears Kid's voice faintly from her phone and her face pales.

Shit did he hear all that?

"Uh hello?" Maka puts the phone to her ear, answering nervously.

"...What was that all about? Who was that man?"

Shit he heard.

"Just a doctor at the insane asylum." She speaks bluntly.

"..Well I won't pry into your business Maka. I'm sure that wasn't meant for me to hear."

"..Thank you." She sighs in relief. This is why she likes Kid. He understands these things.

"No problem..." He coughs, probably coughing into his hand. He has a habit of doing that. "I wanted to see if you wanted to do something today, maybe go to the movies or go get something to eat."

"It's kinda late Kid, i'm not even home i'm still at the asylum."

"I could come to pick you up. It would save you money and I could take us where ever after."

Maka thinks about this.

She gets to save money and not go home.

She loves the idea.

"Ok sure if you really don't have a problem with that."

"Not at all." She can hear the smile in his voice. "I'm on my way."

With that the call ends.

Maybe this will be good for her..She needs to get out but really..

She just wants to go back and be with Crona.

Just enjoy being looked at with those beautiful eyes..to watch him as he trembles and stutters and blushes..

Oh how he fascinates her.

She will never be satisfied till she knows everything about him...

Maybe she wont even be satisfied then.

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