I accidentally set my alarm to go off an hour earlier than I was supposed to -_-' I wanted to get up at 8, but instead i set it at 7. Go figure. So I decided to finally give up on editing this chapter, which I really hate and am not at all happy with, and update it. Nothing that I can do can fix it.
That said, some(probably most) of you are going to hate the end, it's quite an asspull, really. A deus ex machina. You're really going to hate it. Listen to some nice music on the background, it might soften the blow.
I do not own Soul Eater, as you all know.

Light switch

"I thought I said something about making Crona cry", Maka said, her voice nothing but ice and sharp edges. It crackled with poison.
"I was just trying to apologize! He punched me before I could explain."
Crona may not have looked strong, but boy did he have one hell of a right hook. Kid had almost lost some teeth.
A ring of people had gathered around Kid and Maka after Crona had run out.
"What the fuck are you staring at?" Maka yelled at them. Everyone suddenly had a craving for dessert.
"Listen, Maka! I really didn't mean to hurt him, it just happened."
"Just happened? A r- that doesn't just happen! Did you even think at all? You're supposed to be her friend! Don't you understand what you did to her? She might never get over it! As if she wasn't traumatized enough already!"
Maka huffed. Her cheeks were red with fury. Her eyes burned with wild fire.
"Tomorrow, I'll come for your soul."
Maka spun around and walked out surprisinly calm and collected, probably going after Crona.
This couldn't be just about trying to kiss Crona. Maka was a reasonable person, there had to be something to this that Kid didn't know about.
"Soul? What did Maka get so angry about?"
"I told her it was impossible, but she didn't listen. She's very protective of Crona, you know."
"I do know. What does she know about this affair that I have no idea of?"
Soul hrpmhed and guided Kid further from the other people to a quieter corner. He checked that no one was within hearing range and lowered his voice.
"She thinks you raped Crona."
"WHAT?"
"Shh shh. You want people to hear? Anyway, one day Maka went to bring her some leftover food, and found her crying in a corner. She said that you had been there, and nothing more. Then on Monday, Maka heard some girls gossipping about you and Crona. One said that you had raped Crona and that was why you couldn't look at each other anymore."
Oh God. Now Kid understood. The reason why Maka had suddenly gotten hostile, why she was glaring and threatening him.
"I would never rape anyone!"
How could Maka even think he would do something like that? Was she really that suspicious, couldn't she believe in her friends?
"I know. Maka knows too, really. She'll understand when you explain. She'll apologize for thinking that the rape thing was true. She just gets a little... enthusiastic when Crona is involved."
"Hymn to BlackStar" started playing again, interrupting the slow dance song and making people groan.
"I'm going to kill that brat..."
Kid had no idea how BlackStar had recorded the hymn Soul was forced to write to him, but it was just his style. Even more so was playing it to the entire city.
"You'd better go after them and explain things before it gets worse."
Yes that would probably be for the best. This was like a bad teen drama show already, no need to let it continue like that.

Kid made a few wrong turns on the way, but eventually found the right door. He wondered if they would even open it, the clock must have been well over eleven. Kid had left the party at twenty to eleven, and it had taken over half an hour to find Crona's apartment. He knocked anyway, hoping to settle things with him and Maka before they got more out of hand. If Maka opened the door, he would have get right into business. She wouldn't give him time to beat around the bush and ready them to hear what he had to say. She wouldn't let him in.
If it was Crona who opened the door... What should he do then?
"Don't worry Crona, I'll drive them away", Kid heard from inside. The handle turned and the door opened.
"You? We have noth-"
"I didn't rape Crona."
Maka freezed on the spot with a suspicious look in her eyes. Her grip on the handle tightened.
"That rumor wasn't true. I never touched him."
Kid could hear Crona sniffing in the apartment, behind the bedroom door. It was cracked open.
"I was only going to kiss him, but I didn't do that either. Liz and Patty can prove it. Crona, I'm sorry! I didn't realize it would hurt you! I promise I won't do anything to you."
The sniffing continued, but there was also another, muffled sound.
"Maka, believe me. I'd never do anything to hurt him."
Maka eyed him only little less suspicious. She looked Kid straight in the eye, to see if he was lying or being honest.
"You didn't... rape Crona?"

"No!"
Kid had never been more honest. He didn't avert his eyes, Maka was the first to do that. Her grip on the door handle loosened and her expression softened.
"Is Crona a boy or a girl?"
What kind of a question was that? It had nothing to do with the situation. Was Maka pulling some kind of trick here?
"... A boy?"
Kid didn't understand what Maka achieved by asking this, but she smiled and opened the door wide. It had no doubt been an important question.
"No. She's a girl."
A girl.
But what about her periods?
Maka chuckled.
"That face prooves you haven't seen her naked."
Maka stepped aside and let Kid in.
"Thank you."
Maka smiled and bowed a little.
"I'm sorry for doubting you. I should've believed you're a good man."
"Why didn't you ask if it was true?"
"Would you have answered truthfully if it had been?"
...Good point. Most people don't want to admit their friends that they raped someone. Even less another friend.
"And... I was afraid of finding out... I didn't want a friend to be revealed a rapist. And I couldn't think of another explanation."
The bedroom door closed with a sharp click. Maka knocked on it gently.
"Crona... Kid came to make peace with you. Will you let him in?"
Not a sound was heard from behind the door, excluding soft sobs. Crona was probably hugging a pillow and hiding her face in it. She was prone to doing that.
"He says he's sorry. He'll explain whatever it is that happened between you two. After this you two could go back to normal."
A long silence.
Then finally a shaky "Okay" and the sound of moving. Maka gave Kid a thumbs-up and a warm smile.
"You can do it."
Maka moved to the kitchen and sat on one of the chairs.
"I'm coming in now", Kid warned Crona and opened the door.
The room was small, just as the others. There was only a one-person bed with polka dot sheets and a gray cupboard. The lonely window was even smaller than the ones in the kitchen and the living room, and they had dark blue curtains drawn over it. Crona was curled in the corner in the bed's foot end, holding a plain white pillow in her arms, hugging it like her life depended on it, or trying to hide behind it. The light was dimmer than in the kitchen. Crona was still wearing shoes.
"Crona..."
A shiver went trough Crona's body and she hiccupped. Kid closed the door behind him. It clicked sharply. Kid saw it best not to get closer to Crona, she was scared enough as it was. She had really suffered from this ordeal.
"I'm really sorry for trying to kiss you. I don't know what came over me. And I... I didn't realize it would upset you that much. I thought you liked me too."
A loud sniff from Crona. Kid sighed and tried to think what he could say to fix this.
"It's okay with me if we stay just friends. I can restrain myself. I won't force you to do anything you don't want."
"N-n-no..." Chrona sniffed. She drew a deep, shaky, breath. "I-I-I.. I... I too, like... you...So... it's okay..."
Crona really had liked Kid? Then why had she punch him?
"W-when you turned away... I th-th-thought you... And in the dance, I thought you were g-going to say...that you didn't want me..."
...Well, when you thought about, it wasn't that surpising. Crona's life had been full of cruelty and the only time her mother had acted nicely, she had made Crona betray her only friend. She was used to disappointments, she expected them. The four years she had spent in Shibusen had helped a lot, but she still couldn't fully trust peace and sweet faces.

This was incredibly hard for Crona. Finding out that Kid really did like her and wasn't trying push her away. She didn't have the guts to look up. Confessing her crush on Kid was hard and nervewracking, even when she knew Kid answered her feelings. Unconsciously she was still expecting to see a mocking smile on his face. She heard a rustle of clothes, two steps coming towards her. She felt his hand on her head. She tightened her grip on the pillow and held her breath. Not that she could've breathed anymore anyway, her face was too deep in the pillow.
"There's no need to hide your face", Kid said. Crona could hear the smile in his voice.
"It's okay to like another person, especially when they like you back. There's nothing embarrassing about it."
"I'm – hic – scared... that you're lying..."
A patient breath.
"I'm not lying. If you look me in the eye you can see I'm telling the truth."
"Are you sure...?"
"Yes."
"...Okay..."
Crona carefully loosened her grip and saw Kid kneeling down in front of her. He was smiling gently, there was not an ounce of malice or contempt in him. Crona looked sheepishly in to his golden eyes.
"I love you."
Crona hiccupped. Kid chuckled and said it was an odd answer to the phrase.
She had seen no lie in those eyes. He was serious.
"Let's wipe those tears away."
Kid took a handkerchief from his pocket, folded it in to a clean square and gave it to Crona. She wiped her red eyes and blowed her nose. She figured Kid wouldn't want it back so she threw it in the bin under the bed. Kid took her hands in his own and helped her up. The pillow fell on the floor silently.
"Would you... mind if I kissed you right now?"
Crona shook her head, unsure of what her voice might do. Kid let go of her hands and placed his on her waist instead. As he got closer, Crona closed her couldn't really describe what it felt like. It was soft, for sure, but not much else. The kiss was incredibly light, just a pressing of lips together. But in the emotional level it was anything but. It felt like good electricity. It felt like she wanted nothing more, that this was all she needed right now. That the darkness in her soul was driven away with a flick of a switch.

Uggh, I still don't like this chapter. It's just horrible.
Some assorted explanations: Crona's periods probably never started, she's so skinny. If your body's fat percentage is too low, that can happen. Once you gain some weight, they start.
And the reason Crona wears a suit for the dance, not a dress, is purely plot-induced. We wouldn't have gotten the delicious loved-by-everyone deus ex machina -ending if Kid had seen her wearing a dress. Oh, and watch episode 31. Crona doesn't wear a dress.
Lilac Rose6: Well... You only had to wait 3 days. Does this mean I won't get killed?
Anonymous: (Wow, that was along review!) Yeah, I also think that Kid is usually made too experienced. That was the reason I tried making him a little more awkward. I didn't do well, did I? -_-' And about the title... Well, it really wasn't a result of five seconds of thinking, or even five minutes, but more like five days. And it doesn't really have any profound meaning to it... Not that I didn't try! But I just suck at coming up with titles! But I think you made a point. You can really think of it like that... Now I hate the title a little less than before. But that doesn't mean I won't change it in the future!:D

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