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Chapter 2

It was mid-December in Death City, causing the temperature to drop violently. Cold wind blew through Crona's pink, choppy hair, sending a shiver down his spine.

He watched Maka walk down the cobblestone street, a few steps ahead of himself. Her feet placed themselves on the ground delicately and she maintained a beautiful, butterfly like stride. She was perfect even when she walked.

He found his light blue eyes slowly drift up to his angel's face. He scanned her perfectly placed blonde hair, which framed her rounded cheekbones, creating the image of a goddess. He watched how her scarlet lips pressed together as she thought and the far away look echoed in her eyes. She was like a book he would never grow tired of reading.

"Hey Crona.. Where are exactly are we going?" She asked, her leaf green eyes meeting his own.

"U-um.. Wherever you want to go, I suppose." He responded quietly.

Crona was fine with going anywhere in the world, as long as Maka was with him. She could turn a bleak room into a wonderful haven.

"Hmm... I'm kinda hungry..." She mumbled, placing her eyes on the shops beside them as they walked. "Want to go to that icecream parlor that just opened? Tsubaki told me that the ice cream is amazing plus It's really close to Shibusen."

Ice cream? Crona had never eaten ice cream before. He'd heard about it, but Medusa, his now deceased mother, had never gifted him with such treats. He was lucky to even have dinner while he was under the same roof with his abusive parent.

Maka noticed the puzzled expression on Crona's face. "You do know what ice cream is, don't you?"

Crona looked to the ground, embarrassment clouding his face. "I know what it is..." He trailed off. "I've just never had any."

Maka's lips formed a slight frown and her green eyes lost their light once she realized who was to blame for this.

"Oh..." She mumbled "Well then, I guess now you'll have to try some."

Her eyes regained their light and she beamed at Crona

"O-okay then." He stuttered, giving Maka a tiny smile in return.

Chrona let out a quiet gasp as he felt warmth flooding through his hand. He quickly realized that the blonde Meister had locked her fingers with his own, making him blush uncontrollably.

Even though this situation was extremely embarrassing, he couldn't help but to feel ecstatic.

Well, until Ragnarok decided to barge in and ruin the moment.

"What the hell are you doing to my Meister, you fat cow!" He screeched in his high pitched voice, waving his tiny white fists in the air

Maka's face turned a violent shade of red. "I-I was just going to lead him there and it's freezing out here so..."

"Uhh huh. I bet you were just waiting for a chance to molest him!" Ragnarok interrupted crossing his skinny arms in a pout.

"MAKA CHOP!"

He gave her a deathly glare with his beady comical eyes whole rubbing his cranium in pain. Mumbling a few incoherent curse words, he recoiled back into Crona's body, silently afraid of what would happen if he stayed out around the blonde Meister.

Crona's eyes widened with fear as he took in what all had happened

"M-Maka I'm so sorry, I didn't think you were going to do that at a-all, I'm sorry!"

She smiled sweetly at the timid Meister. "It's okay Crona.. It really wasn't your fault." Her gaze fell to the ground as her smile was lost

"U-um, Maka.. I r-really didn't mind w-what you did.. I liked I-it actually..."

"Really?"

"Y-yeah..." He mumbled his own cheeks going from pasty white to crimson.

Maka's eyes brightened and she took hold of Crona's hand once more.

"Let's go get some ice cream, kay?"

He nodded quickly, and felt his cheeks grow warm against the frigid December air.