Too Pure 4

ATTENTION: this fan fiction was written by Mel-the-shadow-lover or "Elerick" I'm reposting it because I've officially been given permission to take over. I'm reposting to save ppl the trouble of finding the chapters Elerick/Mel-the-shadow-lover wrote then going to find mine.

"Come on Soul, we're going to be late!"

"It's not my fault! He won't stop struggling!"

"I-I don't know how to deal with clothes like this!"

Maka sighed when she heard a rather loud thud from behind the door, what were they doing in there, wrestling? How hard was it going to be to get Crona dressed, she would have done it herself but that would have probably just made him nervous and made the whole thing twice as worse. Then again, Soul tended to lose patience with his whining and probably wasn't being as gentle as he could be…

She was thankful for Kid's party though, after what happened the last time they were alone she couldn't help but feel awkward around the boy. Every time he asked her something she was terrified he was going to want to discuss what had happened between them, and honestly she didn't know how to explain it. This must have been what parents felt like when they had to explain where babies come from. Now at least they had something to distract them… if they ever got to said party anyway…

"Come on you guys! I've been done for a half an hour; boys shouldn't take longer than girls!"

"Alright! We're coming! We're coming!" there was one more thud and the door finally opened and lanky figure tumbling out. It was at that moment Maka felt a pain of guilt for having been so impatient, because it was well worth the wait.

The tall boy was obviously uneasy about her stares, even though he never actually looked up to meet her eyes, his hand clenching his arm tighter than usual. She had never seen him in anything but black, and the white outfit made him look less frail and taller then he normally did, showing off his thin figure. His legs seemed to go on forever in the tight white pants, for the first time she felt like the famine one in the relationship, and it was a nice feeling. The black buttons made a nice line that highlighted his natural shape, from his neck right down to his…

She found herself looking away in embarrassment too; his rear looked almost too cute in pants.

"W-wow, Crona," she giggled to herself like a fan girl, "You clean up really nice."

That made his cheeks tinge pink but she saw the smallest smile tug at the corner of his lips, perhaps giving him the courage to finally look up. As soon as he caught her eyes, though, the pink exploded into a deep crimson and he immediately looked away, shielding his eyes. "I-I-I'm sorry, y-y-you're not dressed yet, I-I-I'll come back later." Soul grabbed his arm and kept him from running back into the room he had finally gotten him out of.

"Oh no you don't!"

"C-Crona! I-I am dressed, it's okay!" she helped the weapon, rather confused herself.

The swordsman looked at her like a bashful child he felt he had done something wrong, "B-but I-I can see your arms… a-and... doesn't that make it underwear?"

Oh, her outfit, now she understood and couldn't help but laugh. Of course with his conservative style of clothing this would be rather racy. "No, no, Crona, this is a tube top, it's perfectly normal… But if it makes you uncomfortable I can go change." But if this was bad then how would the boy react to Liz and Tsubaki when they got there?

"O-oh…" now he seemed to understand… as much as Crona could understand something that is. "N-no… i-if it's okay then don't… you look p-p-p-pretty."

She giggled again and Soul just sighed at the whole scene, "Yes, yes, and you look pretty too Crona, now let's go, we're going to be late!"

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Maka had never felt so guilty in her life. Just as she feared, Crona kept stuttering that he wanted to talk about something and every time she made some excuse to run off. She just didn't know how to respond to the type of question he was going to ask, she felt like Crona himself, she didn't know how to deal with this…

After about her third excuse, helping Soul with the music, it was too much to take and she decided to just face the music herself and headed back to the boy. Along the way she paused, what was Kid talking to him about? He had his hand on his shoulder and was giving him a rather sultry look.

She couldn't remember ever feeling jealous since their relationship had started, with the boy's shyness it hadn't come at as a problem. But now that he was getting more comfortable and it wouldn't be surprising if others started to see what she did in him. Without even thinking about it she began storming over, just as she did Black Star began hanging off the boy, getting way too friendly for either of their tastes and before she even thought it through her fist connected with his face and sent him flying to the ground.

"Don't tease Crona." She stated probably a bit more angrily then she should have.

"I wasn't teasing him!" he challenged back, but then he started hanging him again and she missed what he said, it was when Crona finally spoke she realized he was worried about those around him.

"We're all your friends here Crona" she gave her a smile and enjoyed the one she got back but it fell suddenly.

"M-Maka?" he stuttered, clutching his arm again, "H-have you been avoiding me?"

"O-of course not!" she laughed but it was terribly fake, thankfully a spark of music that quickly filled the room, Crona jumped a bit but she saw it as a chance to change the subject.

"Crona! I love this song!" grabbing his hands she lead him so quickly into the center of the room, almost making the poor boy fall. "Come on let's dance!"

"D-d-d-d-dance?!" he stuttered again, trying to get decent footing again. "I-I-I don't know how to deal with dancing!"

"I'll teach you!" giggling she finally stopped, slinging her arms around his neck, at which he gave a small yelp and his complexion tinted a dark red. "It will be fun."

It was obvious he was still unsure but she gave him a smile she knew he couldn't refuse. "I-I don't know what t-to do…"

"It's easy; you put your arms around my waist-"

"I-In front of all these people!?!"

She pretended to pout, "You don't want to?"

"N-no! I-I-I…" there was a small whine but his obedient nature made him give in without a fight and soon two shaking arms wrapped around her and a pair of blue eyes fell on the floor, afraid of any other's gaze that might be lingering on them.

"There, see, was that so bad? Now just move with me, everything will be fine." When she took a step the boy took a shaky one and another, his movements were frightened but he made no move to pull away, which for him was a very good sign. Eventually he got used to situation and they were moving rather well together, though she still wished he could get up the courage to lead. It was nice none the less, like something little girls dreamed about, she leaned in and laid her head on his shoulder, he was just the perfect height where she fit right into the crook of his neck. She felt his body stiffen at the contact, it was so cute, but then he spoke and ruined the moment with more questions.

"M-Maka, I-I really need to talk to you…"

"Right now?" she had just the last bit of hope that maybe he would drop it if she gave him cute enough eyes.

"Y-yes please…"

Letting out a sigh she knew she couldn't keep putting this off, the pain in his eyes told her that. "Alright, but let's speak in private, okay?" she looked around and saw a balcony and headed off that way, still holding the other by his arms.

The moon was smiling overhead when they walked out into the night, it was chilly and she wished she had dressed warmer, or that she could snuggle up to Crona but it really wasn't the time.

"Maka?" his voice sounded worried, she had been zoning out.

"Oh, I'm sorry." She laughed nervously. "Um… about earlier, I really haven't been avoiding you, I promise…"

"I-I… was worried you were mad at me for… w-what happened… but you were nice and…"

"No! Crona you know I could never be mad at you silly." A wave of relief washed over her, so that's what all he wanted to say.

But it turned out she was not that lucky.

"Maka I… there's something I wanted to talk to you about…."

Oh shit, here it comes.

"Look Crona," for some reason she just started babbling whatever came flying off her tongue, "I-it's a perfectly natural for boys at your age to have those sort of reactions to those type of things and perhaps one day when you're ready then one day you-"

"What are you talking about?"

The technician blinked in a daze. "D-d-didn't you want to talk about what happened?"

His face burned a dark red before it shot away, "N-no! I-I know what was going on… I-I'm not that ignorant…"

"You do? ...how? Did Medusa tell you?"

"No, sometimes Ragnarok would… well never mind, that's not what I wanted to talk about!" his embarrassment was higher than usual.

"Then what is it… I'm listening…"

There were a few nervous twitches of his hands and feet, whatever it was apparently very important, this couldn't be about what have happened, she began to get rather worried.

"Crona…?"

There was a sharp swallow before he finally spoke, "U-um… Maka… I-I…"

Oh god, "Crona!" she clutched his arms, the worry rising in her throat so quickly she feared she might throw up. "Crona what's wrong?!

"I-I didn't think it was wrong!" he squeaked, her nervousness making him almost hysterical. "I'm sorry!"

Realizing she was only making it worse she stroked his arms instead of squeezing them so hard. "N-no, no, it's fine, I'm sorry, what is it?"

There was a long silence were he just looked at the ground, every second of silence made goose bumps rise on her arms, it was torture. Finally he looked up, winter blue eyes shivering when they met her spring green ones and the words spilled from his trembling lips.

"I-I… t-think I'm in… I'm in love with you."

The balcony was completely silent, no wind, no far off animals calls, just the two of them. Crona fidgeted nervously, waiting for some kind of response from her. She wasn't sure what to say, but her body apparently knew how to react before her. Tears formed at the edges of her eyes, pouring down her cheeks while her face still couldn't form an expression.

"M-Maka?" Crona was obviously worried and took a step closer to her in concern. It was then she went limp, falling into his chest, hands clinging to his white shirt. For the first time she could remember the boy held her tight, for the first time she really did feel like the girl in the relationship, being comforted by her boyfriend.

For some reason she wanted to hit him, yell at him for making her worry, and she did pound her fists against him, but they were shaking and pathetically weak. Even though he didn't understand, he still held her.

She also never wanted to be let go, she wanted to stay in this position forever, right here alone with him. That could only mean one thing…

"I think I love you too, Crona…" she laughed through her tears, burring her face in his neck. There was just a moment of stillness and then she felt his head on hers, soft tears falling into her hair. Even though there was no music they began to sway back and forth to the almost synchronized beating of their hearts. The shared warmth was more than welcomed in the cold night air.

She could never think of a better night then that one, and she would have never expected Crona to be the one to tell her those words first, they had never sounded so sweet to her ears.

She really was in love, and it had taking her stuttering little swords man to make her realize it.