Author Notes: Once again, this fanfic holds many spoilers for the manga. You have been warned. But if you do read the manga, then I hope you enjoy this!

I do not own Soul Eater, Atsushi Okubo does.

Chapter 1: Come for the Drama, Stay for the Drama

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Their footsteps clicked loudly on the cobblestone road as the three of them walked to school that morning. Crona observed as Maka and Soul were having conversation with each other.

"It's your night, Soul. You got to make the dinner!" Maka gave him a smug smile. "And I expect something good!"

Soul shook his head. "You know Crona is a better cook than me! Right?" He directed his attention to the boy walking behind them and Maka turned back to him as well.

Crona shifted a little since he was more comfortable observing them than getting into the conversation. Granted, he had been getting better over this past month so he didn't really mind talking with them. He was getting better at it every day.

"W-well, I guess. But I wouldn't consider myself a good cook." His eyes darted to glance at Maka, who was smiling the whole time. Of course she knew he was being humble.

Soul laughed. "If you aren't a 'good' cook then what does that make me?"

"The one who burns the curry every time I put you in charge of watching it." Maka responded, not holding back any of her feelings about it.

"Damn it, Maka! You know that was an accident!"

"Yeah, it was… except it happened more than once!"

Crona felt at ease with his friends and he couldn't imagine any other way he would have wanted to live. It had only been a month since Maka had found him in that church in Italy and since she saved him from the Madness before it ate away at the rest of his soul. He was trying his best to show her how grateful he was to her. But he knew that no matter how many times he said that he was thankful, he would never know when it was enough. She saved him again, for the 2nd time in his life. She gave him back the sunlight and saved him from the darkness. And she did more than that…

He couldn't help but think back to that moment.

iHer hug felt warm, heating him up when he had felt cold this whole time. The girl from his memories that he was only thought was a creation of his imagination, she was now there and tangible in front of him. She didn't even mind his crying, his tears staining her white outfit. White to show how pure she was. It truly reflected the angel she was to him.

As his memories returned to him, he felt as if everything that had burdened him this whole time was lifted off his shoulders. Everything that felt so strange and unfamiliar to him was suddenly something new and exciting. Something he could discover for himself. And as the girl showed him a small object, he knew that there was even more he still had to discover.

"I love you Crona. And I don't want to lose you either… my Papa gave me this and I hope you don't mind." She showed him a small ring, a wedding ring. "This ring will protect your soul from the Madness, that's what I was told. So I want you to have it and…"

She hesitated for a minute, her face flushed with a large and very apparent blush.

"And I want to marry you someday! This is my proposal!" She shouted this last part, quickly but Crona was able to hear every word clearly. It took a moment before it fully clicked in his head what Maka had just said.

"M-marry? …Why? Why do you want to marry me?" Who would have chosen him of all people? He had killed so many people and had even gotten to the border point of becoming a Kishin! But now, Maka was asking to marry him? Weren't they still too young for that? Well she did say that she wanted to marry him 'someday'…

But the fact that she wanted to do it one day, to be with him… "Maka-chan."

He had never been able to explain those feelings he had for Maka every since he had met her, but he knew that he had wanted to be with her no matter what. Maybe he did feel love for her? So that meant-

"I do want to marry you. But it will take awhile before we are old enough to officially marry. So please accept this proposal." It was easier to say it a 2nd time it appeared and she showed him that she was truthful by revealing the smile she had on her face.

She had spent this whole time trying to find him…

He nodded. "I-if you want to then…" He took the ring into his hands, cold against his fingertips but at the same time, it felt warm like her hug. "Then, I will." He said this last part with as best he could to sound serious despite how flustered he was now. He felt the blush appearing on his face.

Ever so gently, he slipped the ring onto his finger. His finger was skinny so the ring was somewhat loose but not a lot.

Maka chucked a bit. "Don't worry! You'll grow into it!" And with that, they embraced each other once again in that church./i

Crona would always treasure that memory and he knew that it was the starting point to his life changing around. Even in the past month, his life had changed around dramatically. He was now back in Shibusen and even had been allowed to join his friends in the Spartoi group. He gained his own unique uniform but had requested that it be similar to Maka's.

That was how he ended up with a matching white suit and boots as well as black stockings. He wore a white long coat and blue shoulder wraps along with it.

And lastly of all, he was still wearing that ring Maka gave him. Although… he had been wearing the ring last night too. When he had that nightmare with Asura. Maka said the ring would 'protect' him from the Madness but Asura was there, right? No- he had already told himself that it wasn't really Asura. That would have been impossible after all.

But, Asura did say that Crona's Madness was now dormant- No! He didn't have the Madness anymore. Maka cured him so that was also impossible! He knew it was. It was…

"Crona?"

Suddenly being pulled out of his thoughts, Crona noticed Maka looking back at him, a concerned look on her face. "Is something wrong? Do you not feel good?"

Crona quickly shook his head. "No, everything is fine! I was just thinking…" He began to walk faster to the speed that Maka and Soul were walking at. "Shall we get going before we are late?"

Marie was always the type to try to stay calm. But she wouldn't argue against the fact that she was easy to discourage in which case, usually her hammer would do the talking. But this was one time that she couldn't rely on her strength to get her out of this situation.

She had just been told that Stein was going back to being the permanent teacher for class Crescent Moon. Usually, she wouldn't have minded although she would have been a little bored being left alone at the Patchwork Lab, but she didn't need to worry about that now.

Shinigami-sama had just informed her of her need to now have to become the teacher for a new class. To be correct, she had to think up not so much a new class, but an after school class. A 'club'. And she was going to be in charge of the new club.

But what club would she do?

She paced back in forth inside of the Shibusen library. That was the best place to think after all. But she had been trying to think up an idea for a club that she would be good at teacher for over an hour! Still nothing.

"Oh why do I have to be in charge of a club? What could I do good?" Of course, in this moment of confusion, she didn't notice the bookcase next to her before she collided with it. Falling to the ground, one of the books hit her on the head.

Rubbing her head, sure that she would get a bruise from that; Marie looked down at the book.

"Great plays from the 1940s." She read aloud before picking it up. "Plays? Like in a Drama class… a Drama club! That's it!"

Quickly opening the book, she flipped through the pages before landing on one of the pages in the middle. Her eyes sparkled with excitement before she jumped back up. "This is perfect! A Drama club where the students can act out in plays! I'm sure it would be fun! And this is something I can teach!"

Everything had turned around for her as she thought over all they would need to do to get a play ready but it would be worth it. There wasn't a Drama Club in Shibusen and she was sure that Shinigami-sama would mind a little fun like that.

"I'm sure he would approve of this! He is the quirky type after all!" With his worries settled, she rushed to check out the book knowing already what play she would do for the club's first play.

Then after that she would need to make the signs and tell the other children about the new club… She couldn't help but wonder just who would join.

Although she had a good idea of which group she knew would join first.

And there we go! First chapter done.

Yes, of course this fanfic is also going to be CronaxMaka. If you don't like it, then don't read.

As for the people who do- I'll see you next time! (Read and review!)