*A/N: I have no idea what I'm talking about in the whole resonance thing I'm spewing. I'm just going from what I see and DAMN DOES IT LOOK PAINFUL. But Crona has a more pained expression than anyone else, I think. And I know in reality there is no way Crona would have heard them until they were in the hallway right outside, but whatever. :P

Also thanks so much for reviewing everyone! It makes me so happy. And I know, I can't believe I ever disliked Crona! He's such an adorable and cuddly teddy bear of sweetness and sexiness! (Sexy and cute mean the same thing to me... Just saying. Blame my sister.)

(Crona POV)

"Ragnarok. We need to get Maka under control now. I need you to make sure she doesn't hurt anybody." I feel some pain in my back as my weapon Ragnarok rips through it to form himself.

"Gah, you idiot! Why are you calling me NOW? Wait until you actually need me!"

"Raggy, you really should be nicer to Crona, all he ever is is polite and quiet and nice!" Maka says, breaking through her insanity slightly.

"Oh no, Maka's really in trouble to be complementing a stupid thing like you, Crona!" Ragnarok falls down to my hand as the demon sword and I bring him up to my chest, ready to defend myself.

I don't want hurt Maka, I really don't, I really like her and I want her to like me, but Professor Stein told me that I would be hurting her by not hurting her, and I really don't understand that thought process, but I guess if he says it, it must be true or else Maka wouldn't trust him so much, right?

"AW SHUT UP RAGGY!"

"DON'T CALL ME RAGGY, NO-TITS!"

"SHUT THE FUCK UP, RAGGY! I'LL TEAR YOU TO SHREDS!"

I rub my arm and look Maka up and down. She's covered in a bunch of blades, how am I supposed to deal with a girl that's got blades sticking out of her? "M-Maka, you really should stop calling him that, we need to focus on taking care of you while you're sick."

Her blades disappear and she walks up to me with her hips swaying a lot. I don't know if I can deal with her if she's acting like this! "Aw, but Crona, you know I-"

"No Maka. I won't let you trick me anymore. I also won't let you bite my tongue, it hurt a long time after that and I don't want to have to hurt you so just go back to normal, okay?" I say to her, trying to make my shoulders seem more broak and keeping my expression stern.

She stands up straight and I let my shoulders slump. But then the blades pop out again and she's stalking towards me with a glint in her eyes. I feel myself tremble.

"Y-Your eye is black! I-I don't know how I'm supposed to deal with you if your eye is all black!" I actually don't really care since both of my eyes are black, but since her eyes are supposed to be green, it could be sort of unnerving, so I'm using it to try and bring her back by distracting her.

"Oh right. You haven't seen me since I bit you! We have a lot to catch up on, but first," She attacks me with her arm blade so I raise Ragnarok to block her,"let's dance!"

"M-Maka! Stop it! You're supposed to sit down and be quiet until you change back to normal! If you fight me, then I might hurt you and I wouldn't be able to talk to you ever again because I would feel guilty."

I push Ragnarok up and her arm falls back. I frown and raise my sword. "I'm really sorry Maka. Ragnarok, Scream Resonance. But not too hard, okay?"

"You think I can control it, you dunce!?" Ragnarok screams at me.

"Geez..." Maka falls to her knees and clutches her head.

"Oh no! Maka, are you alright? I haven't done anything yet! Should I call Professor Stein back? Ahh...What am I supposed to do?" I say trembling while still holding Ragnarok in the air.

It wasn't supposed to go like this, she was supposed to come in, attack me, I defend myself then use Scream Resonance to knock her out. Why is she shaking? Am I supposed to comfort her or knock her out anyways?

Maka saves me, like she always does. She looks up at me with a pained expression that really makes me want to cry and says,"Do it now, Crona."

I sniff back a few tears and slam Ragnarok into the ground of my room. "Go, Ragnarok!"

Ragnarok begins screaming and I feel pain shooting throughout my body. Stein told me it doesn't usually hurt meisters as much to use resonance but that since me and Ragnarok aren't on the same wavelength, it hurts a lot.

I begin to scream with him a little, both in pain and encouragement. Even though Ragnarok doesn't really need it, I just think it feels right.

I try not to watch as Maka gets flung to the wall and held there by the force of Ragnarok's scream. But I do because there's no where else to look and I promised to keep an eye on her at all times.

I pull Ragnarok out of the ground and he stops screaming. Maka falls to the floor, limp. I let Ragnarok go back to his form on my back.

He punches my head, which also hurts a lot. "Well Crona?"

"Well what, Rag-"

He punches my head again. "Don't I deserve a thank you?"

"Thank you Ragnarok..." Before he can hit me again, I cover my head. "I-I mean, thank you very much Ragnarok..."

"Good, Crona. Now I'm going to sleep and when I wake up, you BETTER have some FOOD!"

He slips back into my back which hurts less that when he comes out, and I inch over to Maka.

"I-I'm sorry Maka. I didn't want to hurt you, but I had to or you would have killed me and then you probably would never have gotten better." I apologize.

I know she's unconscious now so I try to pick her up. I'm not that strong so I sort of just end up dragging her to the bed in the room and laying her down on it.

I rub my arm in anxiety. I feel really guilty. I really wish I never fought with her that day and I never got Soul sick then she never would have gotten sick and this is all my fault.

After I put my pillow in her arms I walk away from her and sit in the corner. I pull my knees up to my chest, my eyes never leave her body.

She's breathing so I don't worry about that, but I think I did bruise her back or something since she hit the wall so hard. I'm not going to check though because that would mean taking off her shirt and I wouldn't do that, I wouldn't be able to deal with a shirtless girl, even if she is pretty flat-chested.

"I'm so sorry Maka..." I sit for awhile, just watching Maka. Apologizing in my mind and thinking about how scary she looked before. But I also think about all the time we spent together. When we were talking in my mind. When she hugged me. Each time she hugs me, I feel all warm and nice inside. How could someone so nice get so scary?

"What do you mean she's locked up?! What happened?!" I look up at the ceiling. It sounds like the weird boy with the stripes in his hair. I don't like him very much, he's always being loud about things that aren't symmetrical. One time he started yelling at me because of my hair and his sisters had to drag him away from me. Afterwards Maka spent the rest of the afternoon with me explaining why he is so crazy about those things. She actually didn't know why he was so obsessed about symmetry though, so she just gave me a few tips on how to get away from him when he's in that frame of mind.

I hear a loud stomping and incoherent yelling until it stops outside of my room. I stand up and inch over to the door to listen.

"Kid, she's fine, Crona will take good care of her." It's the doctor with the screw in his head. Stein.

"Just let me check in on her. I need to know she's okay." The weird boy. Death the Kid.

"Kid, she may not be under control." The doctor again.

"Then let me help! I just need to know she's not hurt!" Is he really that worried about Maka? I guess if he is, I would like him more and then maybe we could be friends. But he needs to stop freaking out and deal with the fact that not everything is perfect.

I lean to the door so they can hear me. "She's not awake right now. You can't talk to her anyway."

I'm scared of the silence I hear.

"Crona, why isn't she awake? Is she okay?" It's the weird boy.

"I... I used Ragnarok to help knock her out like Stein said. So that she could recover easier." I confess, ready for the worst.

"LET ME IN." He shouts. I cringe and back away from the door, closer to Maka.

I hear a loud sigh. "Crona, is Maka restrained?"

"N-no... I thought she'd be safe because she isn't awake and I have Ragnarok to help me."

"Restrain her."

I hear Kid utter some kind of protest but I already am at her bed. I grab some of the shackles Professor Stein gave me in case and put them on her hands and feet, tying her to the bed.

"Okay. She's tied to the bed. That's okay, right? I didn't want to put her on the floor..."

"No, that's very generous of you, Crona." Kid says. "Stein-"

"Okay, you can go in."

The door opens to reveal the reaper. His hair is slightly disheveled and his golden eyes are wide with concern. He rushes forward to Maka and instantly in kneeling by the bed, whispering to her.

"Crona. You look after them, I have some things to take care of. If she wakes up, give her these." I grab the bottle from Stein's hands.

"P-pills? I don't know if I can, what if she doesn't want to, what if she bites me again?"

"I'll take care of it when it comes to it. Don't worry Crona, you have me to help now." I turn to Kid and he's still staring at Maka.

"T-thank you... Death the Kid." I stutter. I put the pills on the desk in my room and go back to my corner.

He turns to me and flashes me a small smile. Then he turns back to Maka. He seems to really care about her, like I do.

Maybe he isn't so bad.

*A/N: I thought this was nice. I feel accomplished. Maybe another Crona POV in the future, a better one. Kid was so worried! I just died a bit...