A/N: Happy Birthday, Isabella Alvarez a.k.a. Chabeli! Thank you so much for always… always… reading and reviewing my stories. You're one hell of a loyal and generous person… and I simply admire that. Thank you also to the people who have been reading this story. I'm glad you love Kid's name. Haha. Sorry again for not updating soon! I've been through a lot of emotional problem and all that shit. But don't mind me. Sometimes I just need to lock myself up from the world for a few days to think about some personal things. XD Let I remind you that this story is AU! Alternative Universe. So don't be too surprised if… there's something weird in this chapter.

Disclaimer: I don't own Soul Eater and Black Butler.

Chapter 4: Silver into Gold

"Wh-who was that?" Crona asked nervously, still shivering after she heard a woman shout. Justin flashed a reassuring smile at her.

"Oh, that was just the young master's Aunt Marie," he said. His face turned solemn as he held his chin and averted his eyes away from Crona. "She probably found young master's room. Hmm. Well, I guess that gives me more reason to rush things up." He gazed at Crona again. "Crona-san, your uniform is in the closet. Please do wear it as soon as possible and go to young master's room upstairs. He'll need you."

"B-but"

Justin closed his eyes and smiled again. He held the door knob. "Thank you and have a nice day," he said gleefully and shut the door in front of Crona. He fixed his tie then started walking calmly in the corridors, leaving Crona befuddled in the guest room.

"What am I supposed to do?" she wondered frantically as she opened the closet and found a maid suit. Her pupils reduced at the sight. She quickly closed the closet. "There is no way… I'm gonna change into that suit," she said in her mind as she panted and rested her back on the door of the closet. What she saw was a cute little black maid outfit with laces and ribbons that would definitely show her legs and arms. And that was what she was afraid of. Her eyes turn half-lidded. She sat on the ragged floor. "Still… I… I can't disappoint Kid." She slowly stood up. "Dressing up as a maid and report to her master… is that really a hard task?" she thought then bravely opened the closet again, gulped and gazed at the suit with serious eyes.

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Kid came into his bedroom just right after Marie. He rested his hand on the door and tried to catch his breath. All that running almost made him trip in the hallways. He squinted at Marie who was at the middle of his room. Through gritted teeth he said, "Aunt Marie… what's wrong?"

"Little Death, didn't your mother ever told you to clean up your room?" she said as she gazed around Kid's room. "I mean, look at this." She picked up a sock and threw it into the laundry basket as she grimaced at the unorganized book, unmade bed and scattered objects on papers and on the floor. "Your room… it's all messed up!" she said hysterically as she gestured her hands and turned around to face Kid. The grimace on her face faded when she saw Kid facing down.

"Don't ever mention that person again please," Kid said coldly.

"Oh, Kid, no, I didn't mean to—I'm sorry." She tried to reach out for Kid but he simply avoided her as he came into the room with his hands clasped on his back.

"This room was clean before a tornado passed by… when you came," he said then chuckled softly, looking at his large window, the beaming wonderful sight of nature being manifested to him.

Marie raised an eyebrow. "Pardon?"

"If you're going to criticize others, please do look at yourself first, auntie." He faced her. "Who the heck gave you the permission to enter my room without my concern?" He looked at her with those piercing golden eyes of his. Whoever it was, family or not, important person or not, he wouldn't easily forgive someone if he disrespects him… especially if it's someone who's not worthy of his respect and kindness.

Marie glared at Kid as she clenched her hands. Kid just smirked, folded his arms in front of his chest and sat on the edge of his bed. His eyes still locked on Marie. He finally looked away. "Just as I thought," he whispered with a smile. Marie gave him a quizzical look. "You're only here to find faults and for my money, right?" He laughed as he gazed at Marie again. "You can have all the money that you want later… it is my respect that you can never have."

"Tch," Marie uttered. "You're a spoiled brat as always," she remarked and smirked then placed a hand on her waist.

"Oh, so you finally gave up on putting up that fake modesty already? Good. It was getting disgusting already."

"Uhmm…" someone suddenly said in a soft small voice from behind. Marie and Kid turned their heads and looked to where the voice came from.

It was Crona. And she was in the maid suit already. Kid's eyes widened, both because of fear and admiration. His face turned slightly red as his heart started doing pirouettes in his chest.

"I'm s-sorry to disturb but… Justin…"

"Ah, no need to apologize," Kid said. He stood up, walked pass by Marie and smiled at Crona. "I know why you're here."

A smirk was still plastered on Marie's face. "You got a new maid, I see. But something's fishy."

"It's just your freaking breath," Kid whispered as he looked away. Crona giggled.

"What was that?"

"Oh, nothing~" Kid said then stood next to Crona.

"I never thought you'll be interested in someone like her, Kid." She was about to laugh already.

"Auntie, she's just my maid. And she's got a name. It's Crona Gorgon. Please do use it more often now."

Marie smiled. "As you wish."

Kid gazed at the pinkette. "Crona, I will really appreciate it if you start cleaning now."

"Oh, right. Yes, your highness." She turned away and started cleaning up the room, leaving Kid feeling frozen on the ground.

"Wh-what did she just call me?" he thought as a light blush rendered on his pale face. He felt hands on his shoulders.

"I'll be going now, my precious nephew," Marie whispered in his ear. Kid shoved away her hand.

"Thank you for coming today," he smirked at Marie again. Crona paused from what she was doing when she saw the cold war between the Kid and his aunt.

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"That little bastard. Who does he think he is?" Marie thought angrily as she walked in the corridors of the manor, on her way to the front door. "Even though his parents are already deceased, he can still act like some kind of superior. Seriously… where does he get his enthusiasm from?" She halted after realizing something. An evil smiled began to form on her face. "Let's just see if he can keep this up."

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"Leaving so soon?" Justin asked. He just got out of the dining room.

"Sadly, yes. I still have things to do back at home. Thank you for the lunch and the hospitality."

"No problem, mistress. Please come again on anytime you want."

Marie's eyes narrowed as she smiled. "Oh, I will… certainly."

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Kid flopped down on his bed. "Sorry for putting you into this trouble," he said without looking at Crona who was now arranging books. She looked at him, surprised that he was apologizing. Kid just kept gazing at the blank ceiling. "You don't really have to clean now. I can do that by myself."

"But… Justin told me…"

Kid turned his head to Crona and smiled. "We just wanted you to be a maid until we got rid of that annoying woman." He chuckled.

Crona looked clueless, unaware why Kid hated Marie so much.

"Can I ask something?"

Kid finally stopped laughing. "Sure."

"Why does it seem that you hate your aunt?"

"So you've noticed." He sat up and looked at the floor with his hands between his knees. "I believe that the person who killed my parents is that woman. She may be nice but she's actually evil on the inside. I'm probably being too judgmental but that's just really how I see it for such a long time now."

Crona blinked for a few times, finally understanding already. "I see." She sat on a chair a few meters away from Kid. "Sorry to hear about your… parents."

Kid smiled again. Still, he didn't look at Crona. "It's fine."

"I have also noticed that she doesn't seem to like me, Kid. S-so it's a good thing that I didn't really have to be a maid here. It would cause more trouble."

"What are you talking about?" He glanced at her a bit. "You shouldn't care about what others think of you… especially what that hag thinks. I have decided, Crona. You're not just going to be my maid."

Crona flinched on her seat. "W-what do you mean?"

Kid stood up, walked across his room and stood in front of Crona. He smiled down at her, her shyness makes him more curious about her. He held Crona's chin with his thumb and index finger and made her look up. "Darkness into light. Silver into gold." Crona gazed up at his honey-colored eyes with those gray eyes of hers. "I've decided to make you… mine."