Aaaaaalrighty then, we got ourselves another story! Thanks to all of you for the questions and suggestions.

Today's story comes recommended by BlackDragon987, so if you agree with what's said, you know who to thank. Disagree, and you know who to blame. In other words, it ain't my fault!

As always, I don't own Soul Eater.

You wanna get nuts? C'mon! Let's get nuts!

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In case it wasn't made clear already, Crona had trouble dealing with problems. Not so much in that he couldn't problem solve, but, as he would usually say, he didn't know how.

Which is one of the many reasons he considered himself very fortunate to have met Maka. Not just because she was the nicest person he had ever met, or because she was one of the very few people who truly cared about him. She could teach him things that he never knew before, and help him understand things he needed to know.

And it was because of that that Crona came to a realization, as the two of them entered the theater that day. That there was one common method to dealing with problems:

Simply talk about them.

"I mean, whose hair-brained idea was it, anyway?" Maka wondered. "Half-weapon? Did they even think about the implications of that?"

Crona simply shrugged as they descended the stairs. They had discussed their portrayals in various mediums ever since their long discussion about their fictional nature. It still felt awkward to Crona to talk about that sort of thing, but he did try, mainly because of Maka's encouragement to do so.

"If half-weapons are possible, how many other half-weapons are out there?" Maka continued. "And what does that mean for full weapons? Tsubaki's brother was a weapon too, were both of their parents weapons? What about Liz and Patty's parents? Or Soul's parents? Is Soul's brother Wes a weapon too? These are things people will think about!"

Maka crossed her arms as they reached the bottom of the stairs. "Not to mention, if certain families want to intentionally make full weapon children, that raises even more questions that I'm not entirely sure I want answered…"

Crona simply shuddered in reply as he wandered over to the snack table.

"And on top of all that, they don't even use the half-weapon bloodline thing for very long!" Maka continued as she sat in her seat. "No, instead they have me punch the freakin' Kishin Asura in the face, and he crumbles into little pieces because "he can't comprehend courage". I mean, there's pulling things that happen to be stuck in your ass, and then there's reaching for it!"

Crona gave a slight grimace at the analogy, but made no comments as he grabbed a bag of jellybeans and walked over to his seat.

"W-Well…at least you got to do something…" he replied. "I just sat on the sidelines, covered in Professor Stein's coat…"

"That was only because of Medusa." Maka explained. "And that was only because of some stupidity involving her somehow weakening the black blood. Seriously, they couldn't have been more blatant in their setup for your Heroic Sacrifice!"

Crona sighed as he took his seat. Well, at least they got that part of my character right… he thought as he opened the bag and placed it on the joined armrest between their two seats.

Maka looked at the bag, then at Crona, head tilted. Crona blinked in surprise.

"O-Oh…I th-thought we could share…"

Maka smiled, reaching over and hugging Crona. "Aww, thank you, Crona."

Crona gave a slight smile in response. "Y-You're welcome…"

The two resumed the conversation as the jelly snacks were slowly consumed.

"Come to think of it…" Maka continued. "That whole coat thing might be in response to the theory that Professor Stein's something of a father figure to you…"

"I don't really get that…" Crona replied. "We barely interacted at all…outside of a fight scene…I think…"

"Maybe it's just by association. After all, people like to think of Professor Marie as a mother figure for you, and since she appears to be interested in Professor Stein…"

Crona gave a small shudder, jellybean in hand. "W-Why do people keep thinking I need a new mother…? Maybe I don't want one…"

Maka frowned. "Crona…"

"It's just…whenever I hear the word "mother"…I don't want to think about her, but I do anyway…she's all I knew about the subject for my entire life…I know Professor Marie is nothing like her. I mean, she's nice and all…but…I just don't know if I can think of her like that…"

Maka placed a hand on Crona's shoulder, gently rubbing it to comfort him.

"I think people just want you to be happy, Crona…or, maybe they think you'll do better with a "normal" family. I don't know if it'd work, but maybe it's just what they think will work."

Crona looked at Maka. "…Professor Marie and Professor Stein are a "normal" family?"

Maka giggled. "Well…OK, that might've been a poor choice of words…"

Her hand moved off of Crona's shoulder (much to his disappointment) and returned to the bag. "But the point is, I think people want to see you with a family. They probably figure you'll do better that way, despite it not really making a difference. I mean, look at me! My dad's a cheating jerk and I'm lucky to get a postcard from my mom once a month, and I turned out alright!"

Better than alright… Crona thought. "That's actually something I've been wondering about…"

Maka frowned. "What, my stability in association with my family?"

"N-No! I-I mean…why do people need to give me a new family and not anyone else…?"

"…what do you mean?"

"Well…Black*Star's parents are dead…no one knows what happened to Liz and Patty's parents…and Kid's mom is…"

Crona blinked, turning to look at Maka. "Actually…does Kid even have a mother?"

"I actually think Lord Death reproduced asexually."

"…so…Kid just…popped out one day?"

"Well, think about it. He's Death. He's a personification of a force of nature. Would it even be possible for someone to-"

"N-No…probably not…"

Maka frowned. "But…to answer your question, Crona…well…to be fair, you…"

"I've had it worse than anyone else…?"

Maka fidgeted a little, clearly uncomfortable with the conversation's direction, but nodded in reply.

The room grew quiet for a little bit, both sides not sure how to continue. After a while, Maka decided to go with her default answer, which was to reach over and give Crona another patented Maka Hug™. It took a few seconds, but Crona soon wrapped his arms around Maka in return.

"Would…would we have ever wondered about this…if we didn't know what we know now…?" Crona asked.

Maka gently squeezed Crona. "Who knows…? Maybe it doesn't matter…maybe dwelling on the past just makes things more complicated…"

I wonder if she means what I think she means by that… Crona thought. He felt Maka pull away from him and reluctantly let go of her. Maka grabbed one of her fanmail letters and held it up.

"Anyway…we should get to these, right?"

Crona nodded, and Maka opened her first letter.

What outfit do you prefer to wear?

"Hmm…well, I like this one. It's both functional in combat and it just looks cool. There's also a bit of an intimidation factor with it. On the other hand, my Spartoi outfit is pretty cute, but I'm always worried it's too cute, you know? Like people have a hard time taking me seriously if I wear it too much…"

Maka turned to look at Crona. "What do you think, Crona?"

Crona jumped slightly, face quickly going red. "W-Well…th-they're both nice…I-I mean, either one i-is alright…"

Maka gave a slight sigh, but made no comments.

She could walk in wearing fifteen layers of coats and she'd still look amazing… Crona thought.

What types of books do you like to read?

Maka sighed. "Why do people keep asking me that? Considering how much I read, it'd be hard to find a book type I don't like to read."

"Raven gets asked that question a lot, too…" Crona muttered.

"Oh, the trials of being a bookworm…"

Would you prefer to swim in a pool, the ocean, or a lake?

"Doesn't really make much difference to me. I mean, swim in a pool, you deal with chlorine, but you swim in a lake or ocean, you get algae and little critters to worry about. So, either or."

Crona tilted his head as Maka opened her next letter. "Chlorine…?"

"I'll explain later."

This isn't really a question, but are you aware there is fanfiction about you and Asura? The coupley, romancey kind.

Maka stared at the letter in disbelief, eyes wide open. "…wha…you…I…WHY? Why in the world would you…he's the main villain! Just…you…"

Maka turned to look at Crona. "Wh…what is wrong with our fans…?"

"I don't think I want to know…" Crona replied.

What's the worst gift you've ever received?

"…Papa's gift after the test…"

Do you speak to your extended family at all?

"Again, lucky to get a postcard from my own mother once a month. So no, not really."

Do you like fast-food?

"Generally, no. But I do like one or two places."

Do you have any bad habits?

"…overtalkativeness?"

Crona frowned. "…that's a bad thing?"

"Some people think it is."

"I don't…"

Maka smiled, reaching over and giving him another hug.

What does your soul look like? (Like how Chrona's is a beach and all?)

"…you know, that's a good question. I should look into that."

Have you ever tried gardening?

"Eh, not really. I can't exactly start a garden or anything when I live in an apartment."

Maka tossed the letter aside and opened her last envelope.

Can you sing? Would you ever sing in front of anyone? Now?

"Well, technically, I'm singing in front of people whenever we break out into song on here. So, yeah, I guess I can."

For a girl who does a lot of kicking and jumping when fighting, why do you insist on wearing a skirt mostly?

"Because I feel like it? And it goes with the rest of the outfit, as well."

When you gender-bended in the Book of Eibon, i couldnt help but notice that you grew in height some and you looked like you maintained a curvy body type still. Also you had a very boyish looking face, it was kind of adorable. You are also described as a "solemn young man"...ever wonder why?

"…why did you have to remind me of that?"

SING MAKA!

"Sorry, I don't do requests."

When was the last time you saw your mother?

"…good question…"

Crona looked at Maka for a moment before reaching over and hugging her, his face against her shoulder. Maka looked at him for a second before smiling and leaning closer.

Will you ever take Crona to the beach? I`m pretty sure he hasnt been.

Maka looked over at Crona, a thoughtful expression on her face. "Hmm…well, we'll have to get you a bathing suit…then we need to pick a beach…and we better see if anyone else wants to go…"

Crona gulped slightly as he opened his first letter. This can't end well at all…

Going to the theatres with friends or staying home to watch a movie with a friend?

"I…I guess it depends…either can be nice…"

What dessert would you say describes you?

"…I have no idea how to answer that…"

Maka tilted her head. "What dessert "describes" you? What kind of question is that?"

"It'd be easier if she just asked which is my favourite…"

Do you like to read? If so, what sort of books do you like?

"Fantasy, mostly…"

Crona placed the letter aside and opened his next one.

Do you like caffeine?

Maka froze. "Uh…Crona, before you answer that…do you remember what happened when you had the chocolate-covered coffee beans?"

Crona thought for a moment, only for a worried expression to come over his face. "…no, I don't."

"And that is why you don't go near too much caffeine."

Do you read poetry as well?

"Sometimes…"

Have you ever wanted to try an extreme sport? If so, which one?

"No. Never. Ever. Didn't even think of it once."

Have you ever tried origami? Are you good at it?

"Not really…I made a crane once, but that's it…"

What's your favorite animal?

Crona frowned. How am I supposed to answer a question like that? he wondered. He then glanced over at Maka, who was patiently waiting for an answer. He thought of the question, and an image of one particular animal floated into his head.

Which is why it was only natural for him, face flushing, to look down and mutter "I think I'll skip this one…"

Do you prefer cold or warmer drinks?

"It depends…if I'm just thirsty, I prefer cold…but warmer drinks are supposed to be good for helping people feel better…"

Ever been to a fair?

Maka smiled. "Hey, there's an idea! We could go to a fair instead of the beach, if you like."

"Um…O-OK…" Crona replied as he opened his last letter.

What was the...most pleasurable...dream you ever had?

"…I'm not sure I follow…"

In response, that familiar splortch echoed through the theater, as Ragnarok peered over Crona's head, already grinning wickedly.

"Oh, wake up, numbnuts! She's asking if you've ever had a wet dream before!"

"…"wet dream"?"

"Oh, geez, you really are stupid, aren't you? It's when-"

"MAKA CHOP!"

Ragnarok groaned, leaning against the back of the chair, leaving Crona to wonder why Maka was blushing so heavily.

Would you ever consider ditching that dress/robe outfit and start wearing...well normal guy clothes? I understand that its what you`ve always worn so its perhaps an issue of comfort and that you are familiar with it, but still.

"I am used to this…I don't really see why people want to see me in other clothes…"

It may help keep some of the fans from thinking you are a girl.

"…that's a good point…"

If your answer to the last question was "no", "i dont know" or, more likely, nothing, then what if Maka told you that you looked good in guy clothing?

Crona jumped slightly when he heard the loud slap. He turned to see Maka had buried her face in her hands, instantly making him worried.

"M-Maka…? What's wrong…?"

Dear God, I'm such an idiot… Maka thought. She sat back up, taking a deep breath and letting it go, before gently grabbing Crona's arm.

"Crona…I want you to understand something, OK…?"

Crona gulped. "Y-Yes…?"

"When I ask you to do things with me…I do it because I want us both to have fun…I don't just want to drag you along with whatever I feel like doing…"

She turned to look at him, staring into his eyes. "And you don't always have to say yes to me…I won't get upset if you don't want to do anything…"

Maka realized she was heading in the wrong direction when she saw Crona's expression change to one of pure fear.

"I-I'm not saying I don't want to spend time with you!" she quickly added. "I enjoy spending time with you, Crona! Really, I do! I just don't want you to feel uncomfortable…"

Crona gave a small sigh of relief, though he was still clearly confused. How could she ever think she would make me feel uncomfortable? he wondered.

"What…what I'm trying to say is…" she continued. "If…if you don't want to change your clothes or anything, that's fine…I don't want to force you to…but…"

Crona blinked in surprise when he saw that Maka was blushing again. "I…I would like to see what you'd look like…even if it's just once…"

The first thought that popped into Crona's head was to tell her he'd be willing to dress in a tutu and learn ballet if Maka asked him to. But he thought carefully about what Maka had said about not wanting to make him feel uncomfortable. And while he thought that to be almost impossible, he realized that she was, once again, looking out for him.

It was then that his face began to darken in colour as he came to another realization: That she wanted him to be happy, just like he wanted her to be happy. Even at the cost of her own happiness. Sure, him dressing up in "normal boy" clothing was decidedly minor, but it would still make her slightly unhappy if he didn't do it. Yet if he went through with it, it would require him to change his identity a bit, and Maka had essentially told him that she didn't want to make him do that. Just the fact that she was that concerned about him was enough to make Crona want to jump for joy.

But he didn't do that. Instead, he carefully moved his arm out from under Maka's hand, so he could grasp it with his own. With his head lowered slightly, and his face heavily flushed, he muttered "I'll…I'll try…OK?"

He looked up to see Maka blushing as well, but with a small smile on her face, she replied "Yeah…OK…"

Would you ever consider trying out for a play?

"Depends on the play, I guess…but I doubt I'd be very good…"

You seem pretty good with your feet from your swordsman skills...would you give a shot at dancing?

"N-Not really…I'm actually really clumsy…"

Like if you had a nice, pretty, friendly, kind, smart, cute dancing partner who might also be trained in scythe combat?

Maka placed a hand over her face to cover her blush (which was, obviously, nowhere near the level of Crona's). Oh, THAT was subtle…

Do the moon and sun ever creep you out?

"Not really…you get used to them after a while…"

Crona blinked, then turned to look back at Ragnarok. "Are you awake…?"

Ragnarok groaned, rising up off of the back of the chair to peer over Crona's head. "What?"

"There are a few for you…"

Why, of all ways to get back at Maka, did you decide to have Crona flip her skirt?

"Because it was funny, that's why! And he has a longer reach that me, so he had to do it."

Why do people have to keep bringing that up…? Crona wondered, face flushed again.

Admit it, you`re happy that Crona has found a new friend in Maka.

"I don't care that they're friends! I just want her to leave us alone once in a while!"

Maka grinned. "Admit it, you're getting attached to me."

"Like a witch gets attached to her warts!"

You seem to think every girl you meet is ugly. What kind of woman do you find pretty? Or none, considering you arent human.

"Hey, I find plenty of girls hot! Like those Thompsons! Especially Patty! I mean, have you seen the tits on her? Hot damn! And then there's that Azusa lady!"

He started grinding his fists into Crona's head. "Her tits are fucking enormous, and she's got that whole "sexy librarian" look to her! If that's what you're into, you should be going after her! And then there's that Marie lady-"

Without even realizing what he was doing, Crona had grabbed the back of Ragnarok's head and pushed forward, causing Ragnarok's head to collide with the tray of his seat. Naturally, after a short recovery, Ragnarok was less than happy.

"What the fuck did you do that for?"

"Y-You need to stop talking about people like that!"

"…oh, I get it now! It's blondes! You have a thing for blondes! Oh, Freud would have a field day with you-"

Crona clamped a hand over Ragnarok's mouth, trying his best to silence him. The frustrated muffles and struggling indicated it wouldn't last long. Crona looked over at Maka.

"Y-You better go get the letter for today…I'll deal with him…"

Another loud muffle, and Maka was on her feet, sighing as she walked over and opened the letter.

Today, we'll be seeing just how far one can go in order to forgive. Naturally, this will have certain significance for you two, so I'd like to apologize in advance for any awkwardness you may feel. Though, it's become a forgone conclusion by this point that you'll feel it anyway.

The story is called Uh, I am what now? by one dino kid.

Best of luck.

CHOMP!

"OW! That was my hand, Ragnarok!

"That's fucking it, you little shit!"

WHUMP!

That would be them falling on the floor… Maka thought, still facing the table.

"Y-You can't talk about girls like that! Y-You know it's rude!"

"And what are you going to do to stop me? Besides, you know I'm right! Fuck, if you like them so much, just go for the Thompsons! There's two of them, one for each of us!"

"Stop that! And how would you even go out with a girl, anyway?"

"Fuck you very much, that's how! And besides, I can just make you get with a girl if I needed to!"

"Th-th-there's no way that'll happen!"

This has gone on long enough… Maka thought, pulling out a book and holding it in the conjoined duo's viewpoint, still not turning to face them.

"…sh-she pulled out a book…"

"…this ain't over!"

A low gurgling sound was all the indication Maka needed that Ragnarok had returned to Crona's body. She put the book away and turned, walking back to her seat. She saw Crona back in his, his face slightly bruised from his little scuffle.

"S-Sorry…"

Maka sighed. "It's OK, Crona. Really, it is. I know it's hard to deal with him."

And as the room darkened and the show began, one tiny thought entered Maka's mind.

blondes, huh?

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Sorry I couldn't think of a better title.

Dedicated to- Gopher and Crona fans

Maka: …Gopher has fans?

Genres- there might be romance; I am unsure whether or not to add romance, so it is humor at the moment.

Crona: …I really hope that doesn't involve who I think it involves…

Characters- Gopher (Duh) Crona (Double Duh) Noah Maka Black*Star Kid Soul Tsubaki Liz Patty and others who I will not name.

Also this never happened in the anime I think, I don't think Gopher was abandoned by Noah at least.

Crona: Were Noah and Gopher even in the anime…?

Maka: I don't think so…

Summary

After a fight against Gopher after he is abandoned by Noah, Crona realizes how much they have in common. Crona tries to help Gopher move on. Now Gopher is treating Crona like Noah.

Crona: …*head meets tray* Why me…?

Maka: *pats Crona's back*

Crona

"Wing Bullet!" Gopher screamed at us, as the small bullet-like projectiles fired at us. "Crona! Dodge!" Maka yelled at me as she and Death-Scythe Soul jumped away, the black blood was giving me wings at the moment so I dodged by air.

Maka: Can you even do that anymore?

Crona: No…Ragnarok's not big enough for that…

Ragnarok: Not that I would, anyway, because that really fucking hurts!

"NOAH-SAMA! WHY DID YOU ABANDON ME!" Gopher screamed as he continued to attack us. He then fell to his knees. Something clicked, I understood what was going on with him.

Maka: What's to understand? He just made it pretty clear what the problem is.

Maka got ready to attack him and was about to but I stopped her by blocking the attack with Ragnarok before she could charge.

Crona: That's a little excessive…

"Ragnarok…" I mumbled and he disappeared back inside of me.

I hesitantly walked up to Gopher and when I was close enough put a hand on his shoulder. "Y-y-you miss h-him…..d-d-don't you." I mumbled to him and saw the pain in Gophers eyes as he nodded his head. "Why couldn't he add me to his collection?" Gopher wailed. I felt tears running down my cheek. "My mother never loved me, she just ruined my life by turning me into a weapon."

Crona: …what does one have to do with the other…?

Maka: I'm going to guess it has something to do with parenting. Even though Gopher most definitely does not look at Noah as a parent…

I mumbled and grabbed him by both shoulders and made him stand up.

I k-k-know what you n-n-need, and how to ch-cheer you up" I mumbled.

Maka: He does?

Crona: I do?

"To Mr. Corner!" I said and dragged him to a corner.

Crona: …oh.

I crouched down in it, my knees to my chest. "l-l-let Noah go, y-y-y-you d-d-d-deserve better t-t-t-then him." I said as Gopher mimicked what I did and started crying.

Maka: …that reminds me, what happened to that "curl-up-in-a-corner-and-cry" session I was promised?

Crona: It's still being worked out, apparently…

Soon we were both crying. "Eh?" Maka said confused as Soul –now out of scythe form- shrugged. "Let them be, it seems Crona has a handle on it.

Maka: *looks behind Crona*

Crona: W-What?

Maka: Just checking to see if you grew eyes in the back of your head. Because apparently this Crona did.

If….if y-y-y-you a-a-are e-e-ever sad a-a-again, g-g-go h-h-h-huddle in a Mr. Corner." I started. "B-b-b-but n-n-n-not when p-p-people are a-a-around, that w-w-w-will make it worse." I explained to Gopher as we left and handed him a hankie to dry his tears. "A-a-and remember, Y-y-you d-d-deserve b-b-b-better then Noah, k-keep t-that in mind." I finished "Thank you…" Gopher mumbled as we left.

Maka: …I think it goes without saying that you definitely don't stutter that much.

Crona: Y-Yeah…

"Crona-sama,

Crona: *spittake* C-C-Crona-sama?

w…wake up please, it is morning and you will be late for class, I made you breakfast two. Crona-sama, wake up." That was how my morning started the next morning. I knew that Ragnarok was still asleep so I couldn't be him, and I didn't know anyone who called me Crona-sama. I slowly opened an eye and saw a blacked haired person with eyes similar to Kid, though they were black, and I couldn't find any pupils.

Maka & Crona: Why is he in my/his room?

Crona: And more importantly, why is he leaning over my bed?

Now, who did I know who looked like that? Since my brain had yet to fully wake up it took a little bit while I laid there, one blue eye open staring at the young man leaning over the bed looking at me. I jumped a foot out of bed at the realization of who it was, now that got my brain awake. "G-G-Gopher!"

Maka: That's a pretty impressive feat…

Crona: Wait…if I jumped a foot in the air…and he's leaning over my bed…oh God, this is a romance!

I said startled and falling off the bed hitting my head on the floor. There was a loud THUNK.

Crona: Which causes me to slip into a coma, ending this fic right now. Right? Right?

"Crona-sama!" Gopher said rushing to my side, I was honestly surprised that Ragnarok wasn't awake by now after what had happened.

Crona: *groan*

As he helped me up after a stream of questions as to if I was alright- which I kept saying I was- he had me sit on my bed side. At closer examination I saw he was wearing a white frilly apron over his normal outfit.

Maka: *snerk* Oh God…the images…

He walked to my desk and picked up a tray that had waffles on it. "Good morning Crona-sama." He said and put the tray on my lap. "did you have a nice sleep? Do you like the waffles?"

Crona: Why waffles, anyway…?

Maka: Doesn't it have to do with his name meaning that in Polish or something?

He added after I took a bite. I nodded saying yes to both questions.

"So…" I said after finishing the waffles. "Why are you here?" I asked and he smiled. "You said I deserved better then Noah-teme (A/N- I think that means bastard)

Maka: Probably shouldn't be using honorifics if you're basing your judgments off of Naruto…

so you are taking Noah-temes place." He said I nearly choked on my glass of orange juice. So… I was now in charge of Gopher, object of his affection, thing he was obsessed about… right now I cant decide between running away and locking myself in the book of Eibon, or just plain suicide…. Decisions, decisions.

Crona: Either option sounds good now…

I know this was short, but it was like a prologue, to just get you guys to understand the whole thing, the other chapters will be longer, I promise.

Maka: I can barely contain my joy.

Well, Crona is now the new Noah in Gophers eyes… poor kid, well at least he wont treat Gopher like Noah did….. I think….

Maka: I dunno…this is a golden opportunity to finally get back at Gopher…

Crona: B-But…isn't that a little cruel…?

Maka: *nudges Crona* I know, I'm just teasing. You would never do that to anyone.

Thanks for reading.

Crona: Thank you for giving me more emotional scars…I'm building up a pretty impressive collection…

Welcome back. Hopefully chapter two will be longer then the last chapter,

Maka: Figures.

I am glad you all loved the beginning.

Crona: …people actually liked that…?

Maka: Again, what is wrong with our fans?

So here goes

Maka: *pats Crona's back* You can get through this. I know you can.

Crona: Easier said than done…

Crona

"Crona-sama! Do you want me to come with you to class?" Gopher asked after he washed me face, don't ask why, he wanted to.

Crona: Who does no one in this fics have any respect for personal space?

"Eh? N-n-no, I w-w-want y-y-y-you t-t-to c-c-come with me t-t-to Death-sama so I c-c-can explain w-w-why y-y-you are here, s-s-so y-y-you don't get killed."

Maka: And what is with all the damned stuttering?

I mumbled as I got off my bed and froze I was still in my pajamas. "Um…." I said unsure of how to ask. "OH! I understand! I will look away Crona-sama." Gopher said turning to face a corner, I quickly slipped off my pajamas and put on my normal attire of a dress. "Crona-sama…" Gopher said hesitantly, I had a bad feeling this wasn't going to be something good. "You're a boy, so why do you wear a dress? AH! Forgive my rudeness!" He added hastily. "No need to apologize, you were curious. That is human nature." I mumbled. "And to answer your question, Medusa did forced transition on me." I said.

Gopher still seemed confused. "Your mother forced you to be a girl?" he asked and bowed. "I am sorry to hear that! I truly am!"

Maka: …Crona-

Crona: C-Can w-we just…skip this? …please?

Maka: *reaches over, hugs Crona* OK…

he said and I shook my head. "L-l-lets g-go to Death-sama." I said as I walked out of the room, Gopher at me heels like a loyal puppy. How did Noah survive this? I know I can't handle this.

Maka: Just give me five minutes alone with Gopher. Problem will be instantly solved, I promise you.

"so, you want to know if Gopher can stay at Shibusen since he is now on your side? Right?" Death-sama said after I explained everything, I bowed. "Yes." I confirmed, there was a short lived pause. "Ok." He said. I looked up confused.

Maka: …what, that's it? No punishment or anything? He doesn't even get a Reaper Chop? I know Lord Death is easygoing and all, but come on!

"Gopher can stay, but he will be rooming with you until we get him a room set up." Death added. I could see Gophers pure happiness expression out of the corner of my eye. I honestly did not understand him as much as I thought I did.

Ragnarok: Pssssssst. I know why he's so happy.

Crona: W-Why…?

Ragnarok: Because he gonna rape you in your sleep!

*MAKA CHOP!*

Maka: Why do you always have to say that?

"Now Crona, off to class, Gopher you can head towards Cronas room, Spirit-kun, make an announcement about this," Death said and all three of us, I, Gopher, and Spirit went our separate ways. "I will be back after classes." I said after seeing the sad eyes from him and his lower lip stretching to his top making a triangle.

Crona: How does he do that, anyway…?

"Don't get into t-t-trouble." I said walking away. I felt Gophers eyes on me and it made me nervous. But, if you thought about it, he was like a lost puppy.

Maka: I knew there was a reason I don't like dogs…

I headed off towards my class; I smiled looking forward to class with Maka. As I got there I grew more nervous, I was late, so when I come in the entire class's eyes will be on me. my breath hitched, I didn't know how to deal with all eyes on me.

Crona: …no comment…

I slowed down as I neared Dr. Stein's classroom. When I got to the door I froze and hesitated at opening it. I opened it hesitantly and walked into class. "Good morning Crona." Dr. Stein said as I opened the door. "H-h-hello." I mumbled and took my normal seat.

I was grateful no one stared at me, or I might have fainted, I was already nervous, I didn't need to be more nervous. As class went on, Dr. Stein had us dissect a rabbit…. I ended up fainting because of it. I can't handle dissecting bunnies.

Crona: …well, sleeping was nice while it lasted…

Maka: *hugs Crona*

As Dr. Stein dismissed us. "Um…Dr. Stein.." I started unsure as to what to do. "C-c-can you c-c-catch me u-u-up on w-w-w-what I missed this morning?" I asked as everyone else left the class room. "Eh? Sure." He said, clearly having nothing to do today.

After he finished I got up and headed out the door. There was no one in the hallways it seemed like and I was relieved at this. I walked slowly down the hall to my room. "Hey! Fag, what-cha walking away for?" A snotty voice called at me,

Maka: …oh you cannot be serious.

I turned around with one thing in mind. What's a faggot? And before I could even utter a word, before I could think two big guys slammed me into the wall. They were big and had a lot of muscles. "What are you doing at this school anyway, fag?" the bigger of the two, the one who slammed me into the wall and was holding me there, said.

Maka: *stares at Crona*

Crona: W-What?

Maka: …nothing…

Crona: M-Maka…? What's wrong…?

Maka: …you would tell me if that was really happening…right?

Crona: O-Of course I would! B-But that isn't happening! Really!

Maka: …really?

Crona: *nods*

Maka: …OK…

I made a pathetic attempt to tell them to let me go and the other one just punched me in the gut. I whimpered. Ragnarok…help….. I whined in my head, and even whimpered as they punched me again.

Ragnarok: Oh, come on! Even you could take a couple of douchebags like them without me!

Crona: …really?

Ragnarok: Yeah! Sure, why not?

Crona: …that doesn't sound very convincing…

Ragnarok: Oh, shut up.

Why were they doing this? Did I do something wrong? "LEAVE CRONA-SAMA ALONE!" I heard a scream, who was it…. wait…. Crona-sama…that tone of respect for me…. Gopher.

Maka: *facepalm* Oh that just figures…

I slowly opened my eye to see him running towards us and punch the guy holding me in the jaw, causing him to let go and me fall on my butt, and get kicked in the face by the other guy. "How dare you touch Crona-sama like that!" Gopher snarled at the other boy and threw him into the other wall, I looked at the first one to see that he was out cold. I didn't feel sorry for him.

As soon as Gopher was done beating the snot out of the other boy he bowed done in front of me apologizing. "I am greatly sorry Crona-sama, I should have been here sooner and those delinquents wouldn't have touched you." He apologized. I was still in daze as to what happened that I think my brain shut off for a few minutes as I sat there silent, I think I was making him more worried. Because even as he bowed I could see the tears. I snapped out of it quickly at seeing I was making it worse. "Eh! I-i-i-it's ok! R-r-r-really!" I said quickly.

Gopher didn't get up from his bow. "T-t-thank you…" I said softly but loud enough for him to hear. "What are you thanking him for? I could have taken them easy!" Ragnarok snapped coming out of my back and resting on my head.

Ragnarok: Exactly! See?

Maka: So why didn't you?

Ragnarok: …how the fuck should I know?

I could see Gopher flinch at this and the jealousy in his eyes as Ragnarok made himself comfortable on my head. "Crona-sama, why does he get to touch you like that?" Gopher whined.

Crona: *shudders* Oh God whyyyyyy…

I looked at him confused, "Ragnarok i-i-is literally m-m-my b-b-blood, Ragnarok is my blood, my weapon, and my friend." I said more confidently. Gopher looked down and Ragnarok laughed.

"You wish you were me huh Gopher boy! Well you can't! No one is replacing me you got that! So nya!" he stuck his tongue out at Gopher. "Ragnarok! T-t-that isn't nice!" I snapped and he stuck his tongue out at me. "I aint nice Crona! You know that!"

Ragnarok: *taps Crona's head* That was a hint, chucklefuck.

Crona: You could at least try to be nice…

Ragnarok: That's boring!

He said and gave me a noogies. "Get us something to eat already Crona! I am starving!" I waved my arms out randomly trying to hit him. "Q-q-quit that Ragnarok!" I yelled, though it was more of a whimper/plea. "Don't hit him! How dare you attack Crona-sama! Are you not his weapon! Are you making a statement of your betrayal to him?" Gopher snarled punching Ragnarok in the face, causing him to fly back, thus causing me to fly back, thus, causing us both to smack into the wall.

Maka: OK, Gopher definitely isn't that strong.

"Eh…Gopher….Ragnarok a-a-always does t-t-that, every d-day s-since he w-w-was in my b-b-blood, w-w-which is s-since I was three, he a-always bullies m-me." I try to explain,

Maka: *glares at Ragnarok* Doesn't make it right…

Ragnarok: *blows a raspberry*

and this causes him to be more embarrassed with the mistake. "AH! I AM VERY SORRY! I DIDN'T KNOW, IF I DID I WOULDN'T HAVE!" he yells running away crying. "Eh?" Is all I can say.

Crona: …how is it I know what he's thinking?

Maka: Either you spontaneously developed psychic powers, or it's crappy writing. As much as I'd like it to be the former, it's probably the latter.

Crona: …why do you want me to have psychic powers?

Maka: Well, I don't actively want you to have psychic powers. But you have to admit, it'd be pretty cool.

Crona: …I guess…

I find Gopher a half an hour after searching for him (Five minutes after recovering from surprise after he ran off)

Crona: That's a bit of an exaggeration…

huddled in the corner of an ally dead end. "Gopher…." I say, unsure as to start. He is mumbling about things such as: 'I am a failure, no wonder Noah-sama got rid of me, I can't even do something right for Crona-sama' 'I don't deserve to live if I can't do anything right' and 'I have been messing up since I first fought Maka, I don't understand…' and that summed up all the things he said without a vocabulary Kid and I don't like to use

Maka: …well, that's descriptive.

It was starting to rain, actually that was a understatement, it was pouring out, it was only five minutes and the side of the roads were already housing mini rivers, and pot holes and little backyard kiddy pools were housing mini lakes!

Maka: I'm pretty sure there'd be some sort of warning if a monsoon was coming.

I noticed that Gopher was shivering, probably cold in his outfit. I shrugged off my hoodie and draped it over Gophers back. He flinches a little, probably expecting a hit, and looks at me surprised and at the jacket. "I am sorry Crona-sama!" He says again and hands me the jacket. I sigh and say in a confident voice. "Wear it, and just to make sure you do, it's an order." I say, I feel very uncomfortable giving out orders, but by the happiness in Gophers eyes, I guess I ought to get used to it. he seems to only feel like he is wanted when ordered by Noah… well I guess that's me now since I am the new 'Noah.'

Ragnarok: Well, I didn't know you were into S&M, Crona!

Crona: …huh?

Ragnarok: It means sado-

*MAKA CHOP!*

"Thank you Crona-sama! Does this mean I am forgiven?" He asks hopefully, still on his knees and bowing this time. I sigh and drop down into a crouch so were level. "Gopher, I aint forgiving you."

Crona: A-a-a-a-a-a-a-ain't?

Maka: …is it weird that I'm now picturing you in a cowboy outfit?

Crona: *groan*

say and I can see he is sad. "Because there is nothing to be forgiven, if you did nothing wrong." I finished with a much out of character sly smirk.

Maka: Oh, out of character? No, say it isn't so!

Crona: S-s-s-s-s-s…*wheezes*

It in all honesty surprised me. Gopher smiled knowing that he did not anger me. "Just, never run off like that again." I sighed as I shook me head. Gopher nodded his smile turning into his sad face. "Argh! I am not trying to make you sad or anything, just giving you an order. Now here is another, don't you dare frown right now, smile." I said giving him a stern look. Now if only I could be like that when Ragnarok bothered me.

Crona: *starts hitting head on tray*

Done with chapter 2. Wow Crona is getting some confidence and giving out orders. Maybe having Gopher around is a good thing.

Maka: Hardly!

Well for those of you who are interested in knowing, I will be next be working on my next chapter of Shibusen Mental Hospital.

Maka: Do we want to know what that is?

Crona: It's where I'm going to wind up if this goes on for much longer…

Good day, and or good night.

Love

Dino (Yuki and Colron did no help on this chapter so no D.Y.C. this time)

Maka: She actually has people helping her with this? That…that says so much that I have no idea where to start.

Welcome! I have been having MAJOR writers block on this chapter! Honestly!

Crona: I thought writer's block meant you couldn't write…

Maka: It also means you shouldn't write. This person should probably listen to that.

So yes it will he shorter then my other stories. It didn't even reach one thousand words.

Maka: Well, at least our job is mildly easier.

Crona: "Mildly" being the key term…

Well I hope you enjoy weeks of hard work during writers block.

Maka: I don't see how that's even remotely possible.

"I don't like him." Kid said calmly as he put his sandwich down.

Maka: Finally! Someone with some sense!

I flinched at his cold remark. I was sitting with the others and we were talking about Gopher. "Yea, I am not really fond of him that much either." Maka said slowly trying not to hurt my feelings, which was an epic fail on her part.

Crona: …*head hits tray* I. *again* Did. *again* Not. *again* Say. *again* That.

Maka: *pats Crona's back*

"B-b-but! Gopher is m-my friend!" I exclaimed. For those who were wondering, our new Once-Enemy-Now-Ally was with Spirit getting some belonging to put in his new room. This was, of course, across from mine.

Crona: Great…

"P-please give him a c-c-chance!" I whined.

Crona & Maka: I do/He does not whine!

Ragnarok: …yes he does!

*MAKA CHOP!*

"I was y-y-your e-e-enemy once to! N-now I am a friend! W-why can't you guys t-try to trust him?" I said in exasperation. "You guys can trust me but not him?" I asked now confused. Kid gave me a hard look. "He tortured me with asymmetry! and beat me up!" He growled Maka sighed. "He tried to kill me!" She added.

I made an overly dramatic sigh,

Crona: *facepalm* Urrrrgh…

"And I haven't? Kid! Remember the battle on that ghost ship? Maka! Remember when I sliced open Souls chest? Seriously! I almost killed him and you still forgave me! Why can't you guys forgive Gopher?" I snapped.

Maka: *facepalm* Those are two completely different situations! What, because we forgave Crona we're automatically going to forgive everyone else? Who's next? Medusa? Arachne? Asura? Do you not see the logic problem here?

Black*Star finally spoke after staying silent; (It was a miracle, no duck tape or glue needed).

Crona: …they make tape from ducks? That's just needlessly cruel…

"I think it is cool. Crona has like, his own personal servant, that's awesome!" Black*Star said grinning.

I felt like everything I new was a lie.

Maka: Now that is overexaggerating.

Crona: So…now black is white, up is down, and people in government are actually competent?

Maka: …where did that last one come from?

Crona: I have no idea…

Gopher wasn't like a servant…was he? No he was a normal person who had a problem where he would choose someone as his master- friend, his best friend, and would follow them around doing exactly what they say and feel depressed if he messed up.

Crona: …

Maka: …*nudges Crona* And that is not you. Understand?

Crona: R-Right…

And that sounds exactly like a servant…. I have got to fix that…. As soon as I learn how…..which is something I can't handle….wow I suck at this stuff. I thought in amazement.

Crona: Serious understatement there…

"Bwahahaha! I the great Black*Star shall take your servant and make him mine!" Black*Star laughed, everyone gave him a 'WTF?' look.

Crona: *head meets tray* And I don't speak in acronyms…

Maka: Um…that's initialization.

Crona: *looks up* Eh?

Maka: Initialization is just going by the first letters of a few words. It'd be an acronym if you could actually make the letters into a new word that can be pronounced. Like FEMA. You can't exactly say "WTF", can you?

Crona: …so…she was wrong on something?

(elsewhere, a certain teenage superheroine sneezed. Luckily, she was in her room, so no one noticed)

"Uh…Black*Star…..that sounded really…I don't know…wrong…in many ways." Tsubaki said.

Maka: Trust Tsubaki to catch that one…

Black*Star gave us a confused look. "Whatever." He said. "Nothing is wrong with the way the man who surpasses god speaks!" Black*Star shouted.

Maka: Flanderized…

I took this as my moment to leave. I got up from the table as quietly as possible and walked away. "Hey! Crona! Where do you think you're going ignoring your god like that?" Black*Star asked enraged, I ignored him and walked away. He had enough of an audience where he was.

I headed down to Shibusens guest chambers where I new what awaited me. "CRONA-SAMA!" Gopher said happily running out of his room to meet me. I sighed. "Gopher…I…I thought w-w-we agreed to n-n-not c-c-call me that. Just call me Crona." I said trying to hold back the urge to mope in Mr. Corner because he didn't listen to me.

Crona: Good idea. Excuse me. *gets up*

Maka: Ah! *grabs Crona's robe* No, wait! Crona, please, you can get through this! Just stick with it and it'll be over before you know it!

Crona: …*sighs, sits down*

"Oh! SORRY! I am VERY sorry!" he said bowing low. I sighed. "T-t-treat me l-like a n-normal person, I am n-not your master or a-anything Gopher, I am a –n-normal…..s-scratch t-that. I am an a-abnormal p-person with black blood and my weapon in my blood. And so are you." I said calmly, well as calmly as I could when annoyed.

Crona: …when did Gopher get the black blood?

He looked at me very confused. "So….um….. I have black blood and my weapon which I don't have is in my blood? And I am abnormal?" He asked confused. "EH?" I said. "That's what you said." Gopher said bowing.

Crona: …wait, that was on purpose?

"No! I meant you are a normal person so stop with the master stuff!" I said quickly. "Oh." Gopher said, I had a feeling that this talk won't stop his behavior…. Times like these I wish Medusa would come down here and strike me dead.

Crona: …never thought I would agree with that statement…

Yea I know it was short but I was suffering major writers block! So no complaints about length!

Maka: Trust me, that's the last thing we were going to complain about.

...That rhymed!

Maka: …in what language did that rhyme?

Well thanks for reading, and please review!

Crona: Why do you enjoy torturing me like this…?

Welcome back! I know I don't update this story that much, that is because of that this story doesn't seem to be as popular as my other stories so this story I work on less.

Maka: Gee, I can't imagine why…

For those of you who actually read this and LIKE it, THANK YOU!

Maka: Is there any chance you could name names? No real reason, I'm just curious…

So here is chapter four.

"Morning Crona-sama!" Gopher said cheerfully. I rolled over in my bed and put my pillow over my head and groaned. "It's to early." I groaned and Gopher took the pillow away and took the blanket off me.

Crona: *shudders* Too close…way too close…

"Come on Chrona-sama! You'll be late for school!" Gopher said. "Now I made French toast for your breakfast, so you better get up before it gets cold." Gopher said calmly. "Gopher-kun…I-It's Saturday, n-no class today…Did you say French toast?" I said bolting up and saw the plate of my favorite breakfast. "Here you go." Gopher said smiling and giving me a plate of the perfect breakfast.

"Thank you Gopher-kun!" I said happily. I loved Gophers French toast. They were amazing, it was like eating heaven!

Crona: *head meets tray* I'm never going to even look at a piece of French toast again…

Maka: …that's too bad. Soul tells me I can make a pretty good piece of French toast…

Crona: …OK, maybe one piece…

Ragnarok: *rolls eyes* Unbe-fucking-lievable…

I sat up as Gopher put some of the food on my plate. Gopher put some on his own plate and started to eat while I poured some syrup on mine. While we were eating Gopher eyed the book I was reading. "Fang?" He said reading the title.

I look up. "Y-yeah…..It's part o-of the Maximum R-Ride series Maka s-s-said I s-s-should read." I mumbled looking down,

Crona: …I just can't escape that series, can I?

Maka: What do you have against Maximum Ride?

Crona: N-Nothing…it just seems to keep showing up in these reviews…

I wasn't really used to reading books that much, Medusa-sama never really had me learn how to read, so reading the series was tricky for me so I ended up asking whatever friend who was nearby what the word was and what it meant.

Maka: Yeah, I think it goes without saying that that's completely wrong.

Gopher picked up the book. "Which book of the series is this?" He asked and I though a moment. "W-well, I think it's the sixth. If you want to read the s-series, ask Maka for the Angel Experiment, t-that's the first book." I explained and Gopher nodded. "So you're just borrowing the books?" He asked and I nodded again looking away.

He looked around. "Well, if that's so, I'm going to Maka to get the first book then." Gopher said getting up. "I'll be back really soon." He added sincerely. "O-oh, could you say hi to Maka f-f-for me?" I asked he grinned. "Sure Crona-sama!" He said leaving.

I had given up on getting him to stop calling me Crona-sama. It was hopeless. But I did get used to it though. Crona-sama was quite catchy.

Crona: *groan*

Maka: OK, Crona is nowhere near that egotistical! What is wrong with you, lady?

And actually having someone respect me that much was quite flattering. Hardly anyone actually respected me, so having this kind of respect was nice. Even if I had no idea how to handle it, it was still nice.

Maka: Oh for…I respect Crona!

Crona: Y-You do…?

Maka: Of course I do! And so does everyone else! Why wouldn't we?

Crona: …I thought that was obvious…

Maka: *hugs Crona* I could've sworn I said something earlier about dwelling on the past…

Crona: S-Sorry…

It was surprisingly an hour before Gopher returned. It was really weird to see him so late to come back, but I let it go. He probably got lost or something. But he for some reason had stopped calling me Crona-sama when he came back.

Crona: I thought that was what I wanted…?

I bet you are wondering what happened to make Gopher so late. Well I hope you all liked this chapter.

Maka: That's not actually an explanation, you know…

I know it was short, this stories chapters are short. It is hard for me to make a long chapter for this story. Well thanks for reading.

Dino- Well another chapter done!

Colron- Uh huh, and it's probably going to be a while before we update again.

Maka: Whoa, whoa, what's going on?

Crona: …didn't she say something about people helping her?

Maka: I assumed they were her imaginary friends or something…

Dino- probably not, I don't know….

Yuki- Yay! Gopher! Gopher! His expression when he is upset makes me laugh!

Dino- it makes everyone laugh Yu-Yu

Maka: Speak for yourself…

Yuki- *Smiles*

Colron-…..well then, this chapter is done, good bye.

D.Y.C.

Crona: …this is going to take a while, isn't it?

Maka: Looks like it…

Crona: …can I go hide in Mr. Corner now?

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I'm going to cut it off here because this is taking way longer than I thought it would, and I want to give you guys something. So, here you go.

Second part will be up soon.

Also, if I didn't get to your fanmail, I'll get to it in the next story.

Back in a few.