WHAT'S UP EVRY1! SORRY IT TOOK ME SO LONG, BUT HERE'S THE NEXT CHAPPIE! R&R!

I'm Not a Boy! Crona x Kidd Fanfic Not a yoai!... ya pervs..

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Chapter 11:

Everyone had just gotten back home from their vacation at the beach. The weapons and meisters were all saying their goodbyes they all went their separate ways except for Maka, Crona and their partners.

"Well, I got to admit that it's gonna take me a minute to get used to you looking like that, Ragnarok." said the cool one. The demon-sword merely shook his head.

"Don't worry about it… to be honest, I didn't know it was gonna turn out like this…" he trailed off. The scythe meister spoke as well.

"Maybe since you and Crona are now separated, your wavelengths need to match not only spiritually, but physically as well." she hypothesized.

"I don't think it really worked like that, Maka. I think it was something deeper than that… something personal." Ragnarok pondered aloud. He managed to earn a confused glance from everyone.

"You mean… it was some sort of inner conflict?" she asked. Ragnarok gave a quick glance to his pink-haired swordswoman.

"Yeah… something like that…" He was ready to move on from the conversation. Crona caught the hint just in time and changed the subject.

"So what did you want to tell us, Maka?" she said politely. Maka's face posed as she thought intently.

"Oh yeah! Soul, Ragnarok and I wanted to give you something, Crona!" Maka said cheerfully. Crona squinted in confusion.

"Ragnarok too?" she said taking a side glance at him.

"Yep! But you have to close your eyes because it's a surprise, okay?" Crona nodded happily and closed her eyes. Ragnarok lead her from behind, with a hand on her right arm and the other on the small of her back.

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"Are we there yet?" Crona asked eagerly. They all had been walking for a good 20 minutes. Ragnarok chuckled at her playful actions.

"Not yet. But we're almost there, okay?" he said in the most gentle voice Crona has ever heard from him. Something sounding so soft coming from his deep voice was enough to send a chill down her spine.

I hope Ragnarok doesn't notice me shaking! Why is it that I feel this way around him and not Kid? She thought. Unfortunately, Ragnarok caught her without her awareness.

Is Crona shivering? Why? It's not the slightest bit breezy out here. Maybe that's just a Crona thing… maybe not.

"Just a couple of more steps… And… We're here! You can open your eyes now, Crona!" shouted Maka. When Crona opened her eyes, she opened them up to a whole new world which was full of life, energy, and her favorite color… GREEN!

"Welcome to your new apartment, Crona." said Soul. Ragnarok gave her a tour of the whole place. He took her to the living room which held a velvet red sofa, two blue arm chairs and a long, brown, coffee table. Then she saw the bathroom with orange and white tiles and a mirror cabinet. Lastly, Ragnarok showed Crona her bedroom which contained a pattern of whites, grays, and blues. To say Crona was happy would be an understatement. She was radiating with so much joy, she swears that everyone in Death City can feel it.

"So whaddoya think? Pretty cool huh?" asked the cool one himself. Crona turned to face him and his partner.

"I absolutely love it! Oh thank you so much!" she said excitedly. Maka shook her head.

"Don't thank us… it was Ragnarok's idea." Crona looked behind her to find Ragnarok leaning against the wall, arms folded and his eyes were closed.

"Is that true Ragnarok?" she asked, walking towards him now. He slowly opened his velvet-red eyes to become locked with silver-lavender ones. Crona kept walking until she was standing right in front of him. They stared at each other for seemed like forever until she raised herself on her tip-toes and gave her weapon a soft kiss on the cheek. Ragnarok's eyes widened at the sudden contact, but played it cool all the same.

"Thank you, Ragnarok… for everything." she said in the most sincere way. The air was pretty intense by then and Maka along with Soul were long gone. Crona's eyes drifted to the door behind her partner and her curiosity got the best of her.

"What's in that room?" Ragnarok turned to the door as he ushered her to his side. She complied as he pushed open the door.

"This is my room." Crona thought in wonder as she concluded that it was opposite of her room. When she stepped inside… it really was the opposite of her room. The room had a mixture of grays, blacks, and greens… but none the less matched Ragnarok's personality. She saw as he lazily plopped down on his bed, looking up at the ceiling. Crona couldn't help but wander deep in thought, while looking at his relaxed form.

So this is our apartment… an apartment that I have to share with Ragnarok… Ragnarok and I will be living here… together…? Why am I making such a big deal out of this?

'Because you like him…' her inner voice answered.

No! I don't… I mean he's my partner… I have to like him at least little bit when I have to work with him…

'No you like-like him and you know it…'

Okay so what if I do? I'm with Kid, so obviously this isn't going to work… Crona couldn't finish her thoughts however, when she heard her name being called.

"Crona? Crona! What's the matter with you?" the shy girl blinked a few times before she came face to face with her partner… who she supposedly likes. A bit of red climbed up her cheeks when she noticed how close he was to her body. Apparently while she zoned out, he made his way off the bed and towards her, leaning one hand on the wall. It was getting hard for Crona to breathe when she saw the concern written all over his face.

"I-I f-fine… I-I just n-need s-some rest, that's a-all…" With that, she made her quick escaped out of his room. She ran across the living room, to her room and locked herself in, while breathing heavily. She also felt somewhat guilty for leaving Ragnarok standing there without an explanation.

Great… I feel guilty now? I don't know how much more of this I can take. And what explanation could I give him? 'You're the one making my chest hurt right now?'

Maybe I should talk with Kid and see what he thinks about all of this…? No… if I do that he'll try and murder Ragnarok… What can I do then?

'Tell him the truth… duh' said her inner voice.

You make it sound so easy… Wait! Who am I telling the truth to?

'You'll figure it out…'

SORRY I CUOLDNT THINK OF ANYTHIN AFTER THAT SO… UR JUS GONNA HAV TO DEAL WIT MY WRITERS-BLOK AGAIN! SORRY ILY! R&R!