The clicking of the door is music to Maka's ears.
He's locked in.
He is all hers.
Maka's smile grows as her eyes take in the boy in front of her.
Crona looks at her with those blue eyes shaking, his arm gripping the other tightly, his breathing is uneven.
He's searching her eyes for something desperately..hopefully..
But he doesn't find it.
She can tell by that look..
The look of fear in his eyes.
"I'm so happy to see you Crona.." Maka giggles as she stands up, stumbling a little as she gives him a lop-sided smile. "I missed you so much..so fucking much!"
"I-I missed you too M-Maka.." The boy speaks slowly..carefully. "..W-What happened? W-What did Medusa do to you?"
"Your mom's such a bitch!" Her fingers twitch. "She's such a bitch! I wanted to destroy her but she said noooo...Well I get the second best thing..No I get the best thing.."
Her eyes light up in dark glee.
"I get you instead Crona.." She giggles as she takes a step closer.
"M-Maka.." Crona's eyes shake as he takes a step back, that fear flashing threw his eyes.
"Have I ever told you how beautiful your eyes are Crona?" Maka licks her lips.
Crona can only nod at her, his eyes following her every movement.
"Good because they're fucking gorgeous! Especially with that fear..I could just eat them up." Maka throws her head back. "I have to rip them out! I have to have them! They would look perfect on the wall don't you think?! Right by the window?!"
She's getting closer, walking painfully slow.
"But I also like your fingers..and your small legs..hmm I just like everything about you Crona! I just need to take it all for my own so I can have you forever!"
Crona hits his back to the wall..he can't back up anymore.
"M-Maka you don't really want to kill me.." He speaks slowly, his eyes looking into her dilated ones.
"But I do! Oh but don't worry Crona..you will get special treatment.." She is walking closer, her fingers twitching. "You won't get the easy way out like those nurses! Their deaths were way to fast..that won't be you Crona..I will take all the time I need on you..I will break every single bone in your body, hear every cry of pain from those sweet lips..it's going to be so fun! Aren't you excited?!"
She crackles madly, her whole body shaking so much she has to stop walking.
"Y-You.." His eyes widen his face getting pale. "..Y-You're..I-I feel..Y-Your're a full-
"Witch!" She laughs so high pitched the boy winces. "Yup, yup! I'm a witch! And it feels so fucking good! I like being this Crona..Don't you want me to feel good?"
"Of course M-Maka but.." He frowns deeply. "Y-You didn't want this earlier today..t-this isn't you..i-it can't be."
"But it is! It's completely me!" Her wet hair drips on the floor starting a small puddle. "This has always been me!"
"M-Maka.." The boy looks so conflicted..not knowing what to do..
But why is he thinking so hard?
He's going to be dead soon anyway.
"Why so serious?" She tilts her head that grin ripping out on her face. "I wish I could tell you it will all be over soon..but no, it isn't. I'll make you feel everything Crona because I like you! I fucking like you and you deserve all my attention! All of you deserves my touch..I will touch everywhere inside you.."
Maka keeps giggling, she's a couple feet away from him now.
Then something weird happens.
Crona's eyes stop shaking..along with his body..
A look of..resolve lights up those blue eyes as he bows his head.
"..T-This is all my fault.." His voice is so quiet. "I-I caused this..I-I deserve what you do to me Maka but I.."
He looks back up at her..his eyes so watery.
"I-I'll do all I can to fix this..t-to amend what I've done to you.."
"Stop talking!" Maka suddenly screams as she charges for him her hands ready to grap him, to rip him apart. " I don't want to hear you talk! I want to hear you scream!"
Crona looks her in the eyes..excepting this.
He's justing going to take it.
"..I-I still love you Maka.." He speaks the words so softly, his eyes not looking away from hers.
Maka just giggles at this, her smile growing as she's about to touch the boy..
This comment may not seem to have effected her on the out side..but inside Maka something is starting to shift.
Maka's eyes open..it's feels like it's been forever since she's opened them..
Her eyes are heavy and she looks around groggily.
Maka is in a dark room..the only light coming from a fire place.
The flames crackle illuminating a large chair in this room..
Someone is in the chair.
Maka grips her fist as she slowly walks towards it...
She knows who it is..
She knows who she lost control to..
Maka holds her breath as she stops right behind it.
She gathers her courage and peeks around the chair quickly.
No one is in it.
"What..?" Maka frowns coming out from behind to study it.
"Looking for someone?" A voice coos behind her causing her to whip around.
The other Maka is smirking at her..the girl is practically glowing in this darkness.
"What's wrong?" She chuckles. "You look tense.."
"Get out." Maka grinds her teeth. "Now."
"Your telling yourself to get out Maka." She shrugs. "I'm afraid that's not how it works..why are you trying to fight me still? Are you not the one to let me out? Why are you trying to stop me now?"
"I can't let you hurt him.." She grips her fist.
"But you want to hurt him Maka..you want to rip him apart." The girl smirks when she tenses. " Stop trying to be something your not."
"I don't want to kill Crona.." She takes a deep breath. "I never wanted to kill him.." Her eyes get hard as she glares at the other girl. "It's always been you..not me."
"But who am I?" She coos. "I'm you, Maka."
"I don't care! This is as far as your getting! Your not going to hurt Crona!" She screams. "I'm drawing the line here!"
"You can't redraw the line you erased." The girl scoffs. "You asked for me and here I am. Stop being such a brat."
" I didn't know what I was doing!" Her eyes narrow. "I'm warning you.. don't hurt Crona..don't touch him."
"It's a little to late for that." The girl crackles madly.
"What did you do?!" Maka screams.
"You already know Maka! We are one in the same!" She laughs.
"I'll kill you!" Maka charges for the other girl.
"Just like you killed all those nurses?" The girl smirks.
"Fuck you! That was you! Not me!"
"But who am I Maka?!"
Maka lets out a battle cry as she pulls her fist back ready to beat the shit out of this girl..out of herself.
"Your no match for me Maka.." The girl chuckles as her hands light up. "But lets see what you can do.."
"Your dead! Dead, dead, dead!" Maka squeals as her hand is close to grabbing Crona's face again.
The boy's head is busted from her basting it against the wall.
She's about to do it again when the boy tenses.
His eyes flash.
"Get the fuck off him you crazy bitch!" The boy growls as he grabs Maka by the hand and twists it.
Her hand doesn't break.
She only giggles as he punches her in the face causing her to stumble back a little.
"I warned you! Now your fucking dead!" The boy roars as he charges for her.
Maka smirks as her body fades away.
She reappears right behind him.
"Oh how fun!" She giggles as she hits him in the back of his head, sending him into the wall.
The boy is quick to rebound and instead of punching her in the face like it looked like he was going to do, he kicks her legs.
Maka's grin doesn't fall as she does, hitting the floor with a thump.
The boy doesn't waste time, getting on her,punching her in the face.
They don't hurt.
Or maybe they do.
Maka is laughing to hard.
"Hit me again! Do it! Do it!"
"You don't have to tell me twice bitch." The boy grabs her by the neck, his grip so tight.
He's choking her but her body is still shaking in her laughter.
The boy's grip suddenly loosens..his eyes flashing with something..something fighting with him.
"Crona what the fuck are you doing?!" The boy screeches as the flickering gets worse. "She's fucking trying to kill you! What the fucks wrong with you?!"
Soon the boy bows his head, his grip loosening on her completely as another boy appears by his side.
"I-I told you not to hurt her." Crona snaps, his teeth grit.
"You dumb ass! She's trying to kill you! That isn't her any more!" Ragnarok's eyes flare, his chest puffing up.
"I-I don't care-
"Hey."
Crona stops to look down at the girl he is still on, she's looking at him with that lop-sided smile.
"Hey."
"Y-Yes Maka?" He raises an eye brow at this change in her..and she sees a hope in his eyes.
"I've always wanted to say you have such a fat ass." Maka giggles. "I mean damn!"
Crona's face gets so dark and he squeaks when she grabs his ass, drigging her nails into him.
"Your so fucking cute I could just eat you up!" She crackles as she grabs his face with the other hand, digging her nails in, breaking the skin as power leaves her hand, sending the boy flying back into the wall.
Crona crys out in pain.
Maka's eyes flutter..her smile growing.
"You sick bitch!" Ragnarok growls as he charges for her.
Maka jerks her head towards him, giving a crooked smile.
"That's me!" Her hands light up. "I'm tired of you getting in the way you stupid boy..I don't want to play with somthing that's already dead!~"
"Bitch I'll end you!" His eyes are on fire as he reaches out to grab her.
"Nope!" She smirks as she points at him.
He stops in mid run.
"Now good bye! Have a nice fucking day somewhere else!" She giggles as she throws the boy out of the room..him going threw the wall.
A power surrounds the room.
She hears banging on the door.
"Let me the fuck back in!" He's roaring hitting the door so hard.
Maka doesn't care about him.
Her eyes fall on Crona who is forcing himself up.
It's just her and him..
He's all hers..
Maka's smile is so large her fingers twitching.
"This is where the fun begins Crona.." She points at him and watches as the boy struggles to move his feet.
He can't.
He's stuck.
He's hers.
"You know I like you Crona? I like you so fucking much..your not like the others.." She chuckles darkly as she taks a step closer. "So i'll make your death interesting..special. No one will have gone threw what you are about to..i'll keep you alive till it's over..I will take my time with you.."
"M-Maka.." His eyes start to shake. "..P-Please I know this isn't you..y-your not like her Maka!"
"I'm a witch." Maka chuckles as she stops right in front of the boy. "This is exactly me.."
Maka's lips curl up into the sickest of smiles.
"Lets begin..shall we?"
Maka hits the wall with a cry of pain.
She falls to the ground..her body limp.
This isn't good.
She's losing and she's losing badly.
"It's no use." The other girl smirks, her hands lighting back up. "Your finished and so is the boy."
"No.." Maka grinds her teeth as she forces herself up. " It's not over for him..Maybe me..Maybe you, but not him."
"Why do you fight so hard for him Maka?" The girl frowns. "He is nothing special, just a boy, we have killed boys before haven't we Maka?"
"Crona is different.." Maka grips her arm that's hurt, her eyes hard. "I'm not giving up till your dead."
"Your going to kill yourself." She raises an eye brow.
"If that's what it takes." Maka screams as she charges for the girl again.
All she does is flick of her wrist and she's sent back into the wall.
"Your becoming a problem.." The girl gumbles as she snaps her finger.
A cage appears in the room.
"This will shut you up.." She smirks at the girl who is barely able to stand now..
Maka's body is lifted up and floated towards the cage..
"Good bye Maka..and hello me."
Maka's fist connects with the boy's face once again.
She doesn't know how many times she's hit him but..
His lip is busted, blood coming out of his lip and nose.
His cheeks are swollen.
The boy trembles but he's biting his lip..holding back his cries of pain.
Maka doesn't like that.
"Don't be a tease!" She giggles as she leans in, holding his face tightly in her hands, she starts to lick his chin where the blood fell down to.
It taste so sweet..
She moves up and bites one of his swollen cheeks.
He whimpers in pain.
And she loves it.
"Your so frail.." She pulls away to examine his body..her eyes lighting at his stomach. "You'll be easy to break!"
She punches him in the stomach, hard.
He cries out in pain, blood coming out of his mouth, splashing on her face.
Maka is grinning from ear to ear.
"Yes that's it.." She pushes where she just hit him, causing more blood to come out of his mouth, his cries getting louder.
"M-Maka.." He whimpers out, his body trembling.
"You know I don't love you Crona?" She drigs her nails into his thighs, scratching down them leaving dark red lines. "I enjoy your pain, I enjoy your cries. I don't love you at all."
Crona doesn't respond, his breathing uneven as he bites his lip.
"I could care less about you, your nothing but my play toy." She sinks her teeth into his thigh, tasting the blood there.
"N-No!" Crona suddenly shouts, his voice so shaky. "T-That's not true! I-I know..I-I know you at least care for me Maka..I-I know you do..y-you can't just.."
"But I don't care for you.." She comes up with his blood on her mouth. "If I did, would I be doing this to you Crona? No. I don't love you. I don't care for you."
"M-Maka..hurt me...k-kill me but..but d-don't say that.." His eyes start to get watery. "Y-You have to care..s-somewhere I know that you-
"I never cared. I only did what I felt like doing. I used you to make it threw my own problems." A smirk comes to her face as she licks up some more blood on his cheek. " I used your body to make me feel better..I took your innocence for myself.." She runs a hand up his leg towards his stomach and presses where she hit again. The boy coughs blood. " Your nothing to me. You never were. I just used you, don't you get it?"
The boy's body shakes, his head bowed so she can't see his face.
"Well?" She grabs his face lifting it up.
Tears stream down the boys cheeks..his body shaking in spasms from his slient crying.
"That's it.." She giggles as she leans in, licking the tears as they fall. "I never cared! Your nothing!"
"I-Is it sad..?" Crona's voice is shaky as he looks her in the eyes..tears keep falling down his face. "E-Even if..y-your telling me the truth now..and you never cared for me..I-It doesn't change anything.."
His tears mix with his blood.
"..I-I still love you.." He looks her in the eyes..
And she sees that strong emotion in them..
Her eyes flicker.
"M-Maka?"
Her breath hitches.
"Shut the hell up!" She screams as her fist connects with his face again. "Stop making me feel shit!"
"It's over." The girl coos as Maka floats by her.
She doesn't respond.
"You have nothing to worry about..I'll protect us and save us." She smirks. "Forget all about the boy..he's in the past."
Maka's eyes are closed.
"I have everything under control.."Maka's body floats above the cage..about to be thrown in.
Maka doesn't care.
It's over.
"..I-I still love you.." Crona's voice sounds threw all the darkness.
Maka's eyes shoot open.
He..He still loves her?..
Even after all of this?..
She knows she's hurting him..she doesn't know what's completely going on but..she knows..
And yet he's saying he still loves her..
Maka's teeth grind as she stops floating, falling to the ground next to the cage, her eyes burning into the girl.
"It's not fucking over." Maka growls as she tackles the girl, punching her in the face. "This is my fucking body! I'm the one in charge you bitch!"
"It's to late to save him!" The girl cries out, her eyes shaking. "And what are you planing on doing? Killing me?! You would kill yourself?! You can't!"
"Maybe not but.." Maka smirks. "I'll work with what I got."
"What are you-
Maka grabs the girl by the neck and throws her into the cage.
It locks..
"You dumb bitch!" The girl screams, struggling with the bars. "This won't hold me forever!"
"And when you come out i'll be right here waiting to kick your ass." Maka smirks at her as the room lights up.
"You can never get rid of me Maka! You let me out! It can never go back!"
"And it doesn't need to.." Maka smiles sadly. " it can never go back but..I can be in control..just enough not to kill Crona.."
Maka smirks.
"I'm what I chose to be after all."
Maka's eyes flutter open.
Her vision is blurry but she blinks desperately..
She needs to see the damage done..
Her eyes fall on the boy..
Her breath hitches.
Crona is on his knees now..blood coming out of the corner of his mouth. His face is bruised up..different colors of blue and black adore his face. His gown is ripped showing off the long cuts she gave him on his thighs and chest from her nails.
He is wheezeing..as if it's hard for him to breath.
But he's breathing and that's relief enough.
She made it in time.
The boy slowly looks up..tears still falling down his face as his eyes meet hers.
Maka doesn't feel...anything.
She doesn't feel sorrow.
Or regret.
But deep down something is stinging..like a small jolt of electric shock.
She dosesn't let that show though.
Maka's not sure if he realizes she's in contol now..he looks at her with those tears falling down his face, his body shaking.
He looks so hurt..almost broken.
"Crona.." She speaks softly unable to say anthing else.
The boy's eyes widen, lighting up so bright at just his name being said.
"M-Maka? Maka? A-Are you back?" Crona tries to get up but his legs shake and he falls back down.
"I'm back." Maka's voice is unsure.
"Not completely." That voice sneers.
It can never go back.
She can see the difference in herself even if she locked up that side of her..
She doesn't feel...
Nothing good anyway.
"M-Maka i'm so.." Crona puts a hand to his mouth as he coughs up more blood.
She looks at the red liquid..
Being pulled to it and put off by it at the same time.
Maka walks over slowly towards the boy, her eyes blank.
She kneels in front of him, her eyes looking into his watery ones..looking at his bruised face.
There's a stabbing feeling in her heart.
"I hurt you." Her voice is shaky as she reaches out touching his face gently causing him to wince. "I hurt you so bad Crona.."
"I-It's ok-
"Don't you dare say it's ok." Maka snaps, her eyes starting to shake as she takes in his abused body. "I almost fucking killed you! That isn't ok Crona! I fucking lost it and almost killed you!"
"..I-I know it wasn't you M-Maka.." He speaks weakly but his eyes..
Oh his eyes..
They still hold that adoration..that strong feeling in them.
"Don't look at me like that.." She hears her voice crack. "You can't just..after all that you can't fucking look at me the same way! You shouldn't care for me! You should hate me!"
"B-But I don't." He reaches out a shaky hand, resting it on her cheek. "I-I could never hate you..t-this is nothing.."
He gives her a weak smile..the blood still on the corner of his mouth.
"I fucked you up Crona..your bleeding so much and oh god..your face.." Her voice cracks again. "Please..just..yell at me, hit me, do something! Don't just forgive me for this! I'm evil Crona! You can't just let this slide! You can't just keep caring for me like this didn't happen!"
"Y-You want me to do something?" He looks at her serious, his voice getting dark.
"..Yes.." She grips her fist and looks away. "Just..hurt me back...just..do something.."
"Ok." He grabs her face and turns it towards him, glaring at her.
He pushes his bloody lips against hers causing her to gasp in surprise.
It's a soft kiss..full of passion..full of affection..
This alone causes her tears to fall.
He pulls away...his eyes softly looking into hers.
"I-I love you Maka..and this doesn't change that. N-Nothing could.." He smiles at her. "Y-You said it yourself..I-I'm yours..and I always will be.."
"You can't.." She looks away from him as she wipes her tears. "You can't do that! I'm a full witch now Crona! I'm evil! I will end up killing you! I barely stopped myself now!..please just leave..just stay far away."
"I-I'm not going anywhere..r-remeber what I told you last night? I-I told you we would deal with this togther and I-I meant it. I-I knew then I would get hurt and I know now that you will hurt me again but..I-I don't care.." His shaky hands cup her cheeks. "I only c-care about you..a-and I'm going to stay by you..n-no matter what."
"Crona.." Her voice cracks at saying his name. "I'm nothing but trouble..I don't want to hurt you again." Her eyes look into his. "Crona I'm evil..even after all this..I have to say I'm still happy..I still feel fucking joy from what I did..I'm no longer the same Maka..I can never go back."
"D-Do you care for me?" His body trembles, his eyes shaking so bad.
The answer could break him.
Maka doesn't hesitate.
"Yes."
And just like that...all the fear and doubt leaves his eyes..his body stops trembling.
"A-As long as you care for me Maka..t-there's no reason to go back.." He looks her in the eyes. "You say your no longer the same Maka but..you cried for hurting me..witches dont cry Maka..they don't feel sorrow for hurting others..you still arent like Medusa..your different from the other witches."
"Crona I ripped a woman's intestines out and made a fucking bow out of them!" Her eyes shake as she grips her hair..she can feel the smile on her face. "Do you see this?! The smile?! I fucking like it! If that isn't evil..I don't know what is."
"I killed people too Maka-
"Medusa made you, you didn't want to. You feel guilty about it Crona I don't. I don't feel anything but joy when I think about it..even now when I locked her away.." Her eyes shake and her smile falls. "..I can never go back."
"M-Maka you feel remorse for what you done." He looks her in the eyes.
"No I don't! I really don't!"
"T-Then what is this?" He reaches out a shaky hand and touches her cheek, wiping her tears off for her to see. "..Y-You started crying when talking about killing those people Maka..y-you cried when you saw you hurt me..m-maybe you do enjoy it but there's another part of you that doesn't..a-and it's still there Maka even after you became a full witch..you still feel remorse..t-that's what makes you different."
"I'm not different by much.." She pulls away, hugging herself. "I'm still evil. I feel it now..the hate..hate for everything..everyone.." Her eyes look up at the way he tenses. "..At least almost everyone..but even you I hurt Crona and I care so much about you..I'm evil."
"M-Maka any one who went threw the same t-things you have..t-they would be full of hate too..y-you have had it so hard even if you weren't a witch..y-you would hate just the same." He looks her in the eyes weakly. "J-Just you saying you care for me..t-tells me even after all this your not to far gone."
"I'm completely gone Crona..or maybe I never really was here.." Her voice gets soft. "..When I think back to who I use to be..and then to what I've become there's a part of me that wants to just hide from this but then..there's this other part that feels joy..and right now I even feel relief..to let all this bad out..it's like letting out a bunch of compressed air from a bottle..I just..feel better."
"T-Then maybe you can control it better now." He gives her a weak smile. "Y-You let a lot of power out..m-maybe things will be easier to deal with from here on out? O-Of course you will always want to hurt someone..b-but maybe you'll be able to control it better.."
"What if I don't get better?" She looks at him, her eyes going hard. "Do you really want to take that risk? I didn't kill you this time but next time you might not be so lucky."
"I-I know." His face is getting really pale. "I-I..will take the risk for you M-Maka..y-your worth it and r-really..I-I couldn't go on with out you anyway.."
He smiles weakly at her, his frail body starting to shake.
"..Let me help you get somewhere more comfortable." Maka gets up and points at him..it came natural.
Crona tenses a little as he is lifted up.
"Throw him, crush him."
Maka moves him slowly till he's hovering over her bed..then she lays him on it gently.
"Y-You did it.." Crona smiles brightly at her.
"Yeah..it's a lot easier now.." Maka walks over and sits on the bed studying the boy..
His gown has some red spots from his blood soaking threw.
"I'm going to take off your gown ok?" She looks him in the eyes. "I want to get a look at what I did to you..I might be able to help."
"..O-Ok Maka.." Crona takes a deep breath his face getting red and he shifts, obviously uncomfortable with it.
"It's ok i'll cover you." Maka takes the blanket and when she lifts the gown she puts it over his waist.
Crona calms down a little only to wince as she lifts his body so she can pull the gown from over his head.
It's ugly.
Cuts are everywhere on his body but what's really bad is his stomach..
It's black..she hit it so hard she turned his pale skin a black color.
Her finger tips lightly brush the bruise causing Crona to take a in take of breath.
She did this to him
She caused this.
"Don't you like it?"
Maka leans down and begins to lightly kiss the bruise.
Crona whimpers in pain but soon that melts away.
She feels her power leave her as she kisses the mark she caused..
Slowly but surely it disappears..leaving nothing but smooth silky skin..
From there, her tongue works it's way over all the cuts..licking up his blood causing his breathing to become uneven but at the same time as her tongue goes over each cut they disappear.
His blood is sweet..
Like candy.
She slowly starts to lick down his stomach pulling the blanket back so she can get to his thighs.
They're deep cuts on them.
Crona groans as she sucks and licks down the cuts, healing them and getting a treat at the same time.
"I'm sorry.." She kisses up to his neck and licks a cut there. "I'm so sorry I did this to you."
"I-It's ok Maka.." He sounds a lot better now, his voice no longer stained. "..Y-Your healing me."
"Yeah..you taste good Crona." She sucks on the cut.
"T-Thank you.." He speaks nervously his body heating up as he groans.
Maka pulls back to look at her work.
His body is completely healed..just silky pale skin like it never happened.
But it did.
Crona trembles under her gaze as her eyes fall on his lower waist.
She can't help but to smirk.
"Some one likes this." She teases.
"Y-Your licking me and biting me!" He blushes darkly him squeaking in defense. "I-It's hard not to..get one."
"Well I just beat the shit out of you but I still can give you a stiffy like that." She snaps her finger and chuckles. "I'm starting to think you like pain Crona."
"I-I do not!" But his blush darkens even more.
"Are you sure?" She smirks. "Your blushing offly dark there Crona.."
She gets a dangerous glint in her eye as she leans closer.
"I-I just!" His gaze shifts as he tries to hide his face in his pillow only to wince.
"Now hold up I still have to heal your face.." She leans over, laying her body on his as she licks his swollen cheeks.
Maka pulls back to watch as they turn from a blue color to a red.
He's still blushing.
"If your going to stay with me you better get use to pain Crona.." A grin rips out on her face as she licks his lower lip. "I may be able to stop myself from killing you but i'll hurt you all the time..don't you know?"
"I-I can handle it." He looks her in the eyes.
"You really want to stay by me after all of this?" She looks at him seriously. "I can't say what's going to happen after this..hell.. I killed a whole bunch of people and almost killed you, all this when I just turned into a full witch. What ever happens after this won't be sunshine and rainbows."
"T-That's ok..Ragnarok doesn't like rainbows anyway." Crona mumbles so seriously.
Maka can't help but to chuckle.
"What I meant is it's not going to be good Crona."
"Oh w-well it wasn't to good to start with." He smiles sadly. "B-But if we made it this far..we can make it to the end.." His eyes get a far away look. "..W-We can finish this.."
"Crona think about what i'm saying." She takes a deep breath. "I don't want you to go Crona, even after this I don't want you to leave but..I know it's best for you..so choose now.." Her eyes lock onto his. "If you choose to stay by me..i'm not letting you go no matter what..I will hold on to you as I squeeze out your dying breath..so choose what you do now Crona.."
"I-I'm staying with you." He doesn't even blink.
"Your fate is sealed." She leans close as she rips off the blanket, exposing him fully.
He squeaks and tenses but she grabs his face and clashes his lips with hers.
Crona melts into her, her tongue exploring his metallic tasting mouth.
Her hands roam over his body hungrily, feeling all his smooth skin..
Maybe she should make some more cuts..add some texture.
"Crona.." She pulls away from him, her breathing uneven just as his is. "I'm about to make you mine..tell me now if you want to leave and i'll let you while I still can but if you continue this..your mine."
"I-I was yours from the start." He speaks against her lips.
That's it.
Maka loses all control.
She leans in biting his lip hard causing him to gasp. Maka takes this chance to shove her tongue as far as it will go down his throat.
Crona gags a little as he goes to wrap his arms around her..
She grabs his wrists and shoves his hands down, pinning them to the bed.
Maka looks Crona in his eyes..they shake with excitement..his face so red..
He doesn't know what he's doing..
But it's to late.
His fate is sealed.
Maka takes his hands and makes them rub up her thighs, taking the gown with them.
"M-Maka what are you-" His question dies on his lips as the gown comes off of her.
Crona's eyes, beyond his control, instantly roam her body taking in the girl on top of him.
Maka watches the blood fall down his nose, how red his face is, how wide his eyes are.
He's about to faint.
"Don't you past out on me!" She slaps him aross the face, a growl admitting threw her throat.
Maka softens a little as his eyes go back to focus just a little as he looks her in the eyes..only her eyes.
"Sorry." She mumbles as she rubs his cheek. "I'm a bit more aggressive huh?"
"I-It's ok.." Crona's voice is shaky his eyes staining to keep them on her face.
"Do you really want someone like me?" She leans closer, her bare chest brushing against his causing him to shiver and gulp. " I'll never care about you like you do to me."
"T-That's ok.." He takes a deep breath. "I-I can deal with that..as long as I have you M-Maka..d-don't leave me."
"As you wish." She pulls back, the boy still so focused on her eyes.
Maka looks at him blankly.
"Hey Crona is there something on my chest?"
"W-What-" His eyes instantly go down only to shoot back up, he leans his head back as he gasps for breath. "D-D-Don't do that!"
"Can't handle it?" She smirks at him. "Well..your not going to be able to handle this either.."
Maka shifts her body lower.
"W-What?" He shivers as she grabs his member, a gasp escaping his lips.
"A promise." Maka positions herself over him and with out giving any warning slams down on his errection.
She didn't think this threw.
Most people get warmed up before they just shove the whole fucking dick in especially when your a virgin but she didn't.
Maka bites her lip holding back a whimper as the tip of his head hits a barrier..
She's going to have to break it.
Meanwhile Crona's..well..
"M-Maka!" He moans despite his eyes being wide with fear. "W-What are you doing?! It feels like I'm ngh...ripping you in half! I don't think it's suppose to go in there! I-It's oh god..to small!."
And really he is kinda ripping her.
The boy is large compared to her small virgin hole.
But she ripped this boy..
So now he's ripping her..causing her pain..
It's a promise..
A promise of them..of the pain that is sure to follow them..
Maka ignores him as she shoves down again.
The barrier doesn't break and this time she whimpers as Crona moans.
"S-Stop Maka! Y-Your hurting yourself!" He looks at her with concern as his hands reach out to her..maybe to push her off.
She just grabs his hands and shoves them back down.
This pain is nothing..
And she deserves it..
In a way she thinks of it as a way to punish herself but most of all..
It's a promise.
Maka takes a deep breath, sweat dripping down her brow as she slams down one final time.
The bairrer breaks as Crona goes all the way in.
Maka bites her lip as she drigs her nails into his wrists.
"O-Oh my god! D-Did I just break you?" He moans unable to help it but his eyes are wide with fear as he feels something wet slide down his shaft and onto to his thigh. "M-Maka are you -ngh- bleeding?! O-Oh god is this going to kill you?!"
"I'm fine." Her breath is uneven as she starts to move up and down on him..despite the pain she's in. "The bleeding's normal Crona..this is a promise..a promise of us, of are pain..of the blood that is going to be shed." She leans close to his face as she moves slowly on him at fist. "We don't leave each other..no matter what. We stick with each other threw the pain and blood..we deal with it..do you understand?"
"I-I.." He bites his lip trying to talk but all he can do is moan, he ends up giving her a nodd, his eyes are so hazy, out of focus.
"You have to stay with me." Maka lets go of his wrist to grip into his shoulders moving a bit faster as the pain turns into pleasure. "If you past out..are promise won't work and i'll be upset."
This gets his eyes to focus right back up as he grips the bed sheets, his moans and groans getting louder as she keeps pounding down on him, going faster and faster.
"Ngh..M-Maka your so..t-tight.." He wheezes out his eyes straining to keep focus. "A-And warm..t-this is..oh god..t-this is nothing like before it's-Maka!"
He moaned her name as she scratched down his chest with her nails..leaving a line in his skin.
"Say my name louder Crona." She purrs as she digs deeper into his flesh as she hops up and down on the boy..sweat is dripping down her face runing down her chest..down her body. Her breathing is uneven.
"Maka!" he almost screams as his back arches causing his hips to meet hers.
She can't help but to moan at feeling him hit a spot with this movement.
Crona's shaky hands go to her waist as he starts to move his hips against hers..
It's still really soft and timid but..
It feels so good.
"Mm Crona." She moans as she picks up the speed, her nails digging all over his flesh.
Surprisingly he picks up speed with her, his moans a lot louder then hers as he tightens his grip on her waist.
"Oh Maka.." A growl of approval escapes his throat as he rocks his hips going deeper into her.
She moves his hands so there gripping her ass as she leans down licking the blood she caused on his chest.
His heart is beating so fast..and so is hers..
His breathing is so heavy.
Crona's grip tightens on her ass as he pounds faster into her over come by the feeling.
Maka moans resting her head on his chest but she looks at his eyes..
There so hazy..so unfocused..nothing but lust..and affection.
He's biting his lip..his face is serious, he's concentrating hard on this.
Maka takes him in with her eyes..how messy his hair is..the cuts running down his body now..
It's so hot.
He shoves her back down on him.
Maka moans as his eyes flutter.
He suddenly lets go of her.
"M-Maka I have the feeling that-
She doesn't listen as she keeps going, groaning as she forces him in and out of her.
"Ngh! M-Maka i'm close to..t-to you know! Y-You got to Ah! s-stop.." He's moaning though.
He doesn't want her to stop.
Maka keeps going..if anything she goes faster.
"D-Don't! I-I'm really about to!-"
Maka pulls off of him just in time as the boy releases unto his stomach, a strangled cry leaving his throat as his body completely relaxes.
He goes limp.
Maka watches as his eyes roll back, his head leans back.
He pasted out..
But it doesn't matter now..the promise has been made.
Maka studies the boy..at how relaxed he looks..at how weak he looks.
Her eyes fall on all the cuts she made on him..they're not deep but some are bleeding.
It makes the sight all the more beautiful.
Maka's eyes feel hazy as she looks at the peaceful boy.
The promise was tiring..
Maka falls beside the boy and pulls up the blanket but first..
She gently puts back on her gown then goes to shove Crona's back on.
He's going to need a new gown..
Maka pulls the blanket over there necks as she grabs the boy and pulls him close, laying his limp head against her chest.
The boy mews in her arms, curling his legs closer to her and she can't help but to smile as she runs her hands threw this pink locks.
Maka kisses the top of his head as her eyes close.
They made a promise.
A promise of there relationship.
A promise of blood, pain and pleasure.
That's all it is..and that's all it needs to be.
His fate is sealed.
He is hers, and she is his.
This promise can not be broken..
No matter what.
"Alright you fucking bitch! You better not have killed Crona he's my-" Ragnarok finally bust threw the door, his face red from anger, his chest puffed up but as his eyes fall on Crona..
He stops in his tracks.
Crona lays in the arms of Maka..the girl holding him close as she sleeps nuzzled in his head. Their hands are together..their fingers intertwined..they look so peaceful.
Crona is ok..he looks fine..and really it doesn't take a genius to figure out why there both smiling so big.
"Ah what the hell! They go from fighting each other to hot sex in like a fucking second? I know I wasn't out of here that long!" He throws his arms in the air but..he can't help the smirk on his face.
Ragnarok almost feels..well relieved as his eyes fall on the unhurt boy-
He scowls.
And maybe..
His eyes fall on the girl..the girl he was planning on killing just a second ago, planning on ripping her to pieces.
Maybe he's even a little relieved that she's ok, that he doesn't have to kill her-
Ragnarok shakes his head a glare on his face.
Hell no.
He doesn't feel.
He doesn't care about anyone.
Just as no one cares for him.
It's science.
That's how the world goes.
But as his eyes take in the two..so close to each other..huddled in each other's warmth...he can't help but to feel..jealous.
Ragnarok grips his fist and looks away.
The feeling looks nice..something warm and soft but he can't feel that. He didn't even feel that when he was alive.
There was never warmth, or anything soft.
Everything was cold and hard like his heart.
Ragnarok feels a slight tugging as he looks back at the two..
He wants that feeling.
To feel the warmth.
He almost..wants to join them, to fit in so snuggly behind the girl.
They would fit perfectly but..
He has no warmth and he couldn't feel there's.
He doesn't have a body but they do..
They can feel pleasure while he feels..
Nothing.
Nothing but hate and pain.
Ragnarok would never, ever admit it but he's fucking jealous of Crona..
And it kills him to even think that but..it's true.
Crona has a body, he has his life, and he is experiencing love.
Ragnarok doesn't have any of those things.
He is just a body guard stuck to this boy since the beginning..all because of a stupid mistake.
But he won't think about that now.
He would destroy the place out of his anger.
Ragnarok hates this about himself..he hates thinking.
Thinking leads to feeling..and who the fuck needs to feel when your fucking dead?
He'd rather not think.
He just goes head first and thats what got him in this mess in the first place.
Because he doesn't think.
He just goes with the first thing that pops into his head.
But.. damn it..
He growls as he punches the wall from looking over at the two again.
It's all their fucking fault! No.. it's that girls fault! Ever since her..she's caused him to think.
To think about the past..to think about what he is..to think about just every fucking thing he didn't want to think about.
Crona never did that..but this girl..she's so fucking nosy..she's caused him to think and now he can't stop it.
It's all her fault..all this stupid bitch's fault.
Ragnarok punches the wall again, his chest puffing up as his eyes flare.
Now he's no better then fucking Crona..No he's not that bad yet but still..
He doesn't feel.
He doesn't think.
But now he is..because of her.
Because of her he longs to feel again.
He longs to be alive.
Of course he's always wanted to live again..to be away from Crona and to have his own life but..
He forgot about that because it was useless and maybe..maybe he gives a little shit about Crona ok? He's been fucking stuck to him since he was four..people grow on you though Ragnarok will never admit this.
He would never admit a lot of things.
Because of the girl he longs to feel warmth again..to feel her..
But that's not possible.
He's dead and fucking dead people aren't suppose to feel this way.
He's not suppose to feel this way.
After all the shit he's been threw..you would think he would learn but..
He doesn't learn.
And he doesn't think..
That is till now..
Because of her..
Ragnork's grip tightens on the wall..
He doesn't look back at the two.
He can't.
He doesn't want to think any more.
Ragnarok takes a breath, recollecting himself as he feels someone else appear in the room.
"I was wondering when you'd show up." He grunts as he turns around to face Medusa, the witch smirking over at the two laying in bed with dark glee.
"So my experiment worked?" She chuckles. "I wasn't to sure what was going to happen but..it was sure a interesting sight.."
"This was you..you planned all this didn't you?" Ragnarok eyes' widen as he takes a step back.
Medusa smirks.
His eyes narrow.
"And that wasn't the girl keeping me out.." His breathing is becoming uneven as he glares at her. "It was fucking you! Your the reason I couldn't get back in the room!"
"All true." She chuckles. "I didn't want you ruining my experiment Ragnarok.."
"Crona could have been killed you bitch!" He snaps gripping his fist, his eyes on fire.
"My my Ragnarok why so angry? Why do you care so much? If Crona was killed you would have been set free..unless..you care about the boy?" A smirk rips out on her face at how he tenses. "I thought you didn't care about anyone Ragnarok?."
"Shut the hell up! If Crona were to die I may have been released but.." He looks away. "I woulnd't be going anywhere fucking good."
"That's true. You would have gone straight to hell wouldn't you?" Medusa is crackling now. "How lovely."
"What was the point in all this..?" Ragnarok grinds his teeth. "I know your a sick bitch but you had a reason to doing all this..well what the hell is it? Stop keeping us out of the loop."
"This was a test..I knew of my son's affection for Maka is very strong but..I wanted to know if it was enough to help Maka gain control.." She smirks. "Turns out it was..Maka now has some control which is good even a witch needs control to survive and it seems her control comes from Crona."
"..You didn't know if it was going to work.." He speaks slowly that anger burning him.
"No I didn't, I was fully prepared for the idea that Maka would have killed him." She shrugs. "It wouldn't matter either way..i'm not concerned about him, i'm only concerend about Maka..and it seems luck is on our sides.."
She smirks over at the two.
Ragnarok uses all his self control..not to attack her..
He's learned his lesson.
He knows what will happen to him if he does.
He can't beat her..and it pisses him off to no end.
She is the only one he truly wants to kill.. to make her suffer for taking away his body..for taking away his life and making him..
Like this.
"..What are you planing on doing with her.?" Ragnarok nods over to Maka his face blank. "I know you want her as your heir and some shit but..there's more to it then that isn't there?"
"Don't worry about my plans." She waves him off. "Only worry about my orders."
"What about this fucking demon?"
"I'm handling it." Her cold eyes fall on him. "The first step is complete..now I only need for her to trust in me..and she will."
Medusa turns her back on him.
"Just know.." She turns to look back at him, her body fading. "Your not staying here much longer. It's almost time for you all to leave but while we wait your are to protect her. Her powers are unstable..not intill I can teach her will she be able to fight against the demon so take care of her." Her body disappears all that's left is her eyes. "Don't you let me down."
Then her eyes are gone.
Ragnarok growls and hits the wall again.
He knows the deal..they're nothing but pawns in her big old fucking plans.
She's playing with all of them..
She doesn't care about what happens to him or Crona but the girl is different.
Ragnarok isn't worried about her..he doesn't worry but..
This just pisses him off.
He can't help but to wonder how this is all going to fucking end.
Medusa got what she wanted..the girl is a full witch now..but..
There's more to it..and he knows it.
She's planned it all out from the start..and this pisses him off even more.
How could she have planned this the sick bitch?
Did she plan on her son falling in love with her? That he would be happy? and yet she's playing with this emotion..
She sent him in here with a crazy witch with out blinking.
Crona is nothing but her toy..her pawn to do her bidding.
Then what does that make him?
The toy's guard.
Nothing.
He gets nothing.
He's just there to do the work..
He's just stuck here.
Ragnarok takes a deep breath as he turns to look back at crona and maka..his eyes falling on the girl..
Did she plan her making him feel like this too?
Making him feel..
She probably did.
The bitch likes to make him suffer.
His eyes stay on Maka..
There he goes thinking again..
And feeling.
He will deal with this as he deals with any feeling.
He will hide it.
Feelings are useless for someone like him.
He's dead..they only get in the way.
Ragnarok leans against the wall, his piercing blue eyes looking up at the ceiling.
He won't look at them any more.
He can't look at the warmth he can't have.
No, he will stand here and guard.
That's what he's meant to do.
Nothing more.
I actually got it out to you guys! so yeah..they finally did it, let me know what you think! I hope this chapter wasn't a let down! till next time and thank you so much for your support! :)