Maka's eyes take in the scene before her..
It's been awhile but she remembers this place.
The moldy walls..the cracked floors..
It's hard to forget.
She's back in that room again.
The small pink haired boy is standing in the middle of it..his body shaking so bad..a knife in his hand.
A white bunny lays in front of him..it looks like it wants to run but for some reason..it's just sitting there.
Medusa looks down at her son with those cold eyes, her arms crossed, that scolding look on her face.
Ragnarok is here this time..but he's far away from the two, his piercing blue eyes burning holes in the wall he's glaring at.
He leans against the wall..with the deepest scowl she's ever seen.
He looks pissed.
"Well Crona?" Medusa breaks the silence, the tone of her voice dangerous causing the small boy to tense. " I have done every thing for you. All you have to do is kill it. Why are you hesitating?"
"M-Medusa I.." Crona gulps, his legs shaking so bad Maka thinks they're going to give but they don't. "P-Please don't make me do this..w-why do I have to kill?-
"After all i've done for you..." The woman growls, her arms coming uncross. "You dare talk back to me! Why do you have to kill? You have to kill for that is the only thing you can do! I'll tell you one more time...kill the bunny Crona."
The boy bows his head in defeat as he takes a step closer to the bunny still frozen to the spot.
Ragnarok doesn't look over..that scowl never leaves his face.
Crona stops before the bunny..his shaky hand lifting up the knife..
His eyes tear up as he looks the animal in it's small black eyes.
He drops the knife.
"I-I can't do it..I-I can't.." He shakes his head as he falls to his knees, his head bowed in shame not wanting to look at his mother.
"Just as I thought, useless." Medusa doesn't freak out as Maka thought she would..no, she looks at Ragnarok with that smirk on her face. "Ragnarok why don't you be a dear and help Crona out?"
"Bitch i'm not doing shit for you or your fucking son!" Ragnarok snaps, his eyes lighting on fire as he sends her the nastiest of glares. "You think you can just fucking kill me and i'm going to just listen to what you fucking say? You got another thing coming bitch! You can hurt me all you fucking want i'm not helping you, go suck some big ass balls and leave me the hell alone!"
"Such a temper." Medusa chuckles, as she moves her finger as in a way to scold him. "Come now boy, be smart about this. No matter what your stuck with Crona. It will be a lot less painless if you just listen to me.." Her eyes narrow. "You know what I'm capable of..didn't you learn your lesson last time?"
"I don't give a shit." He growls, his fists tightening to tight balls, his eyes are so narrow..so on fire..his teeth are bared. "I'm not listening to you! I'll make your life a fucking living hell! I'm stuck to him huh? You'll wish I wasn't! I'll get you back for this you sick bitch!"
"I'm sure." She waves him off, that smirk still on her face. "Fine, so you won't help my son..oh well I guess you know what that means Crona?"
"P-Please don't.." He jumps up, his begging eyes falling on his mother.
"You disobeyed me now you must be punished." Medusa points at the boy causing him to float in the air. "Into the room you go.." She points to a really moldy door..it opens and Maka can see nothing but darkness.
"P-Please i'm sorry-
He doesn't get to finished before he's thrown into the room, skirting against the hard floor till he stops.
Ragnarok's scowl has fallen to complete..disbelief as he stares at where the woman just threw her son..
"I didn't forget.." Medusa chuckles darkly as she snaps her finger.
A head appears by her..
It's rotting, the eyes are gone, the face cut up so different parts of the skull can be seen..
But it has pink hair..
"What the fuck is that?" Ragnarok takes a step back staring at the head with his nose wrinkled slightly. "That shit is right ratched! What the hell?!"
"This is the boy's father." Medusa crakles at how the boy's face falls again.
She throws it into the room with Crona and the door shuts.
Maka can hear Crona's loud crying..his pleading to be let out.
Ragnarok just looks...shocked.
"..You sick bitch." His eyes burn into her. "That's your fucking son what's wrong with you?!"
"Your right that's my son and I treat him like that for not obeying me." Her eyes narrow. "Then think about how much worse I could do to you? A boy that means nothing? Learn your place Ragnarok and learn it fast."
"Fuck you! I'm not your fucking lackey! I'm not doing shit for you!"
"We'll see about that.." Medusa smirks at the boy.
Maka hears that static as everything disappears into a white haze.
When Maka can see again she's back in the same room.
Ragnarok is glaring against the wall like before that scowl on his face but..he's watching Crona.
The small boy is trembling with that knife in his hand again.
"M-Medusa please don't make me kill s-something..I-I can't..a-and I can't deal with that room anymore." Crona wails the tears already starting to fall down his face.
"Don't worry Crona..you don't have to worry about killing anything anymore." Medusa coos as she places a bunny on the floor and it stays.
"R-Really?" Crona looks at her so hopeful, his eyes bright while Ragnarok's eyes narrow at the woman.
"Really.." Medusa's eyes fall on Ragnarok..that sick smirk coming to her face. "Ragnarok will be doing the killing now."
"B-But.." Crona frowns deeply looking at the older boy in concern.
"I'm not doing shit." He growls, his eyes burning and his chest puffing up.
"Take control of Crona's body and kill this bunny." Her eyes narrow. "If you refuse to do this there will be consequences."
"Lick my ass hole bitch, i'm not doing shit." He gives her the middle finger, his piercing blue eyes never showing a ounce of fear..
There's only hate.
"Be that way." Her hands light up and Ragnarok grinds his teeth, bracing himself.
She surprises everyone when she turns on Crona and points at him, sending the small boy crashing into the wall causing him to cry out in pain.
Ragnarok doesn't say anything..his face is still hard but his eyes lost that fire..he wasn't expecting this.
"M-Medusa.." Crona trembles as he forces himself back up, his eyes wide and shaking.
"For this boy's disobedience you will be punished Crona, you will be locked in the room for two days, you will not be fed and I will not check on you."
"P-Please don't-
Medusa points a him as the that moldy door opens again, the small boy is thrown in, his small cries being ignored as the door shuts before he can get out.
"What the fuck are you doing?" Ragnarok snaps, his eyes on fire. "I'm the one who fucking isn't listening don't fucking lock the kid in that room for two days! What the fucks wrong with you?! I can handle any shit you throw at me don't send it on the brat!"
"Your not worth my time." She waves him off. "If you don't want to listen fine, Crona will suffer for it but that doesn't matter does it?" Her eyes turn to him and narrow. "It's not like you care for him right?"
"Damn straight!" He snaps, his teeth bared. " The kid is so fucking winey.."
"Then you won't mind this." She shrugs as she walks off.
Crona's crying can be still heard.
Ragnarok's face falls when she leaves..his hard piercing eyes looking at the door.
He grips his fist.
But he doesn't do anything.
Everything fades away with that static..
When it clears..again she's in the same room.
Crona stands in the middle, Ragnarok on the wall, Medusa looking at her son with cold eyes.
"Now kill it Crona." She points at the bunny, her eyes dark.
"B-But I thought you said-
"Ragnarok refuses to work with us so you have to do it." Her eyes narrow. "Do it now, i've lost all my patients."
"M-Medusa.." He shakes as he stares at the small bunny that's looking right back at him.
"Do it."
"I-I don't want to!" He cries as he runs to his mother and grabs her legs, looking up at her with those begging eyes. "P-Please don't make me..p-please don't send me in that room any more."
Ragnarok grips tightly on his fist..that deep scowl on his face.
"If you refuse to do this Crona you will be going in that room for five days with out food." Her eyes are so cold. "I could care less if you die or not Crona. Your useless."
"F-Five days?" Crona's eyes get wide as she kicks him off..his shaky eyes fall on the bunny.
"The more you hesitate the worst your punishment will become."
"I-I-
"Six days."
"M-Medusa-
"Seven days."
"I-I can't-
"Eight-
"Oh my fucking god!" Ragnarok suddenly roars his voice seeming to almost shake the room as his eyes burn into Crona. "What the fuck are you doing kid?! Just fucking kill the thing! It's just a damn bunny no fucking big deal! Your going to fucking die because of some stupid animal! Stop being such a dump ass!"
Medusa looks over at the fluming boy..that smirk on her face starting to form.
Crona eye's are wide as he looks at the older boy in shock..soon that ends though and he's left trembling under the older boy's glare.
"I-It's hard! E-Every time I try my-
"Nine days.
"Fuck kid! Fucking do it already!"
"O-Okay!" Crona shouts in defeat as he tugs at his hair before turning on his heel to face the bunny.
He grips the knife, and slams it down.
It's silent as Crona's breathing is harsh.
"So that's how it's going to be.." Medusa's voice is dark as she looks at how her son had stabbed beside the bunny. "You will spend 10 days in that room but for punishment for not listening to me I'll make you eat your father's eyes before-
Ragnarok lets out a loud frustrated growl before he disappears.
Crona's body tenses..jerks violently for a moment till his eyes change.
His eyes are burning as he lifts up a foot over the animal's skull.
"Damn fucking kid! This isnt' a fucking big deal! What the hell is wrong with you?! Making me do this shit!" He stomps his foot down on the bunny's skull..he stomps rapidly, the blood going every where as his teeth are grit..his eyes nothing but hate. "See?! It's fucking easy!"
The boy doesn't stop till there's nothing left of the animal's head..it's brains smeared over the floor.
He pants for a moment not looking at Medusa..
The woman is smirking from ear to ear.
Crona bows his head as Ragnarok reappears next to him.
Ragnarok's face is that deep scowl..and he doesn't look at Medusa.
Crona is looking at the other boy in awe..his face covered from the bunny's blood..he looks a little sick.
"Well.." Medusa coos. "It seems you won't be getting punished Crona..because of Ragnarok.."
The older boy growls at this but Crona is looking up at him like he's a hero.
"You haven't eaten in awhile have you Crona?" The woman smirks as she gets out some money and hands it to the small boy who's eyes are getting so wide. "Get whatever you want with this..this is your reward..and take Ragnarok with you.."
Medusa gives the older boy that smirk before she walks out of the room.
"T-Thank you so much!" Crona turns to the older boy, his eyes sparkling. "Y-You-
"Don't fucking talk to me you son of a bitch!" Ragnarok snaps, glaring down at the small boy causing him to squeak. "I didn't want to do a fucking thing but you had to be a dumb ass and couldn't kill a fucking bunny!"
Ragnarok lets out a loud groan as he stomps his foot on the floor.
"Why the fuck did I do that? The fucking bitch has the balls to smirk at me.."
"I-I'm sorry Ragnarok I-
"I said don't talk to me." His hard eyes burn into him. "This is all your fucking fault! You and your fucking mother!"
"A-Are you mad at me?" Crona's eyes water.
"Yes i'm fucking mad at you! I'm pissed off!" He growls.
"I-I'm sorry-
"Stop fucking apologizing!" He snaps. "Stop looking at me like that! Crying doesn't do shit to me so quit it!"
"I-I'm sorry I just..d-don't like making you mad..I-I'm just so sorry about every thing-
"Stop talking to me. Get your fucking food and stop talking to me." He looks away that glare on his face.
"..." Crona frowns deeply but he looks down at the money in his hands. "..I-I guess we could go to the bakery..I-I heard they got some new things there.."
Ragnarok doesn't respond, his glare deep, burning holes into the wall.
Crona frowns as he bows his head and starts to walk out of the room..
Ragnarok waits awhile but..he follows.
Maka watches as Medusa comes back into the room when they're gone..that smirk on her face.
"Perfect..now I just wait." She chuckles as she holds what looks to be a bloody collar. " I'm sure those boys won't be to happy with what Crona did to their beloved sister's cat.."
She chuckles darkly.
"It's all falling into place..." Medusa looks up at the ceiling. "Soon Ragnarok will be mine to command..i'll show you Kami what a real witch is suppose to do."
Her eyes flash with this look..it almost looks like she's in pain.
"You have been blessed with a girl..yet.." She grinds her teeth, only to shake her head. "..I need to see her..the rumors can't be true"
That's when she disappears.
Where everything disappears.
Maka finds herself in that dark room again..the one with the fire place.
She's sitting in the chair, her fingers tapping on it's arm boredly.
The other Maka is still locked in that cage..grinning at her.
"What's wrong Maka?" She coos. " It's boring with out me isn't it?"
"It's nice with out you." Maka grunts as she stops tapping on the chair.
"But your not really with out me..it's more like..we're combined now.." She smirks. "You feel the difference in yourself don't you? Your a full witch now..you crave chaos and destruction..Why not give into your desires?"
"I'll do what I want." Maka waves the other girl off. " But I won't be your puppet."
"Oh? But your already someone's puppet Maka.." The girl smirks. "That woman has you right in the palm of her hand..she's on my side you know?"
"I'm no one's puppet." Maka glares. " I decided this. I decided locking you up and becoming a witch-
"Did you really?" The girl tilts her head..that smirk on her face. "What if it was all planed from the beginning?"
"Impossible." Maka looks away from her.
"Maybe, maybe not." She chuckles. "We will find out soon enough won't we?"
Maka doesn't have time to respond as the room begins to fade away.
The last thing she sees is that girl's smirk.
Even though Maka is awake she keeps her eyes closed.
She no longer feels Crona's arms around her..but she knows he's close.
And he's staring at her.
Well..
Crona isn't staring at her.
Maybe her senses have picked up but..she can tell with out looking at him that Ragnarok is in control of his body.
It's weird really.
Maka tries to suppress her smirk as she acts asleep.
The boy's body isn't to close yet not to far either..and he's staring at her.
It's so peaceful.
Time for some pay back.
"Boo bitch-" Maka's eyes shoot open to yell at the boy only to get a punch right in the face. Her head hits against the wall from the force and she groans. "Damn it!"
"That's what you get." Ragnarok smirks at her. "What did you expect me to do? Scream? Jump off the bed? No, something jumps out at me I beat the shit out of it."
"I still made you react.." Maka grumbles as she lays back down on the bed, touching her face she feels the pain melt away.
"Oh yeah that's a real victory there, you got a fist in your face." He smirks at her when she gives him the middle finger. "Your getting better at that."
"What this?" Maka looks down at her middle finger confused. "Thanks I've had years of practice."
"No dumb ass i'm talking about the healing." He grunts as he puts his arms behind his head. "You can do it pretty fast now."
"Yeah it comes in handy..it's like a reaction now, I don't even think about it." She smiles at the boy.
Ragnarok looks at her a moment before looking away, that glare on his face.
"If you keep doing that your face is going to freeze like that."
"Fuck you that's a myth, although.." He smirks. "It would explain why your face looks like you got frozen trying to take a shit."
"I don't look constipated." She grunts flipping him off. " But I'm pretty sure it's to late to save your face, it's already frozen making you look like you got something shoved up your ass."
"Bitch." He growls.
"Dick." She grunts.
Ragnarok doesn't look at her but..she sees the corner of his mouth twitch up..like he wants to smirk or smile but he's stopping himself.
Then his face goes back to being blank.
"So your enjoying the feeling again?" Maka turns on her side facing him, propping her head up with her hand.
"Yup, this bitch feels good now." Ragnarok cracks his neck. "You fucked him good didn't you?"
He smirks at her when she blushes slightly.
"Oh yeah I know what you did..i'll be honest I was surprised." He grunts looking back up at the ceiling. "First your trying to fucking kill him and then when I come back yall just got done fucking. How the hell did that happen? I mean damn, you work fast bitch."
"I don't know really..it kinda just ended up being like that.." Her blush darkens thinking about last night..thinking about there promise. "I'm surprised you didn't kill me."
"I wanted to." He grunts. "I would have too if..some bitch didn't get in my way."
"..Did I hurt you?" She tilts her head at the way he tenses. "I don't really remember much from when I was completely crazy..I wasn't really there you know? but I remember you."
"You couldn't hurt me if you tried." He doesn't look at her.
"Ragnarok." She looks at him seriously. "..Things are going to get worse from here on out."
"I know." His voice is odd, his eyes flashing with something as he looks at her. "Your a fucking full witch now."
"Yes and i'll always want to hurt Crona..this could happen again.." She looks him in the eyes. "Don't hold back if I ever try to kill him again.."
"I never hold back." He looks away glaring. "You have my word, you try to kill him again i'll be prepared, you will be as good as dead."
"Good."
There's silence.
Ragnarok staring up at the ceiling..something seeming to flicker in his eyes but he doesn't say anything.
"Is he up or still asleep?"
"He's asleep, hell I don't know when he's going to get his ass up." The boy sneakers. "You tired him out didn't you?"
"I guess but i'm tired too." She yawns as she lays her head on his chest.
"Get the fuck off." He growls as he pushes her off. "I'm not a fucking pillow."
"Hey you're in Crona's body and your warm so I have a right to lay on you." Maka glares at him watching as his eyes flicker when she used the word 'warm.'
Huh..
"You don't own his fucking body." He grunts looking away. "You have no rights."
"Well you don't own his body either." She gets closer. " Come on i'm tried Ragnarok."
"I'm borrowing it and I say fuck you-" He uncrosses his arms and at that moment Maka tackles him wrapping her arms around the boy, burying her head in his chest.
Ragnarok tries to get her off but when he realizes she isn't giving in, he lets out a groan.
"Your a annoying bitch you know that?"
"Your just mad because I got what I wanted." Maka smirks as she rubs her head against his chest feeling him tense.
"Clingy bitch." He grunts as he puts his arms behind his head, his eyes burning holes in the ceiling but Maka can hear Crona's heart.
It's beating a bit faster.
They're silent a moment..Maka just waiting for the boy to try to push her off but surprisingly..
He doesn't.
He just lays there, being quiet.
"You know your stuck with me?" Maka mumbles into his chest.
"What the hell is that suppose to mean?"
"I made a promise with Crona..that I would never leave him." She looks up to look the boy in the eyes. "That means I made you the same promise. I'm not going anywhere."
Ragnarok's eyes flash but they soon turn back hard.
"That's fucking great. Now i'm stuck with two dumb asses." He groans. "As if this bitch wasn't enough!"
"Aw come on Raggy you know you like me." She gives him a wink.
The boy tenses underneath of her as his eyes catch on fire, they narrow.
"Don't call me that." He spats.
"What?..Raggy?" She tilts her head innocently.
"Yes don't fucking call me that! I don't do nicknames especially ones that sound that gay." He flumes. " Your taking out the bad assness of my name you bitch!"
"Aw but Raggy it's cute!" She smirks at how his chest puffs up, a dangerous glint in his eyes.
She adds fuel to the fire when she pitches his cheeks.
Maka doesn't fear.
She remembers when Ragnarok scared the shit out of her but now..he doesn't.
It's not that he's gotten any less violent but..
It's the fact she's dangerous herself now.
She can take care of herself.
Ragnarok grabs her wrists and flips their bodies so he's on top of her, his eyes burning into hers.
"Don't. Call. Me. That." He narrows his eyes.
"Or what Raggy?" She smirks at him.
"Oh your asking for it bitch." He punches her in the gut..
And it hurts but..
She's laughing.
"Ok ok ow! Alright I'm sorry!" She chuckles as he gets off her, looking away with that fire in his eyes. "It is a cute nick name though Ragnarok."
"I'm not fucking cute." He snaps.
"Fine, your ugly then."
"Bitch i'm sexy."
"Sure, keep telling yourself that." She leans down, laying her head on his chest again.
"Oh no, your not laying on me!" He growls grabbing her face trying to push her off. "You pissed me off."
"Aw come on i'm tired." She bites the hand that is trying to push her away.
Ragnarok blinks.
"..Did you just fucking bite me?"
"No."
"Bitch I felt it!"
"Your feeling things."
Ragnarok's eye twitches as he pushes her off, shoving her hard enough she hits her head on the wall again.
"Stay away from me, I don't know what you got." He grunts.
"Fuck you." She gives him the middle finger. "Let me lay on you."
"Hell no."
"I'll sing it."
He gives her a dark glare.
Maka just gives him a smirk.
"God damn it!" He growls, looking away. "Fine! Just shut the fuck up!"
"Okay." She smirks happy with getting what she wants as she lays back on him, wrapping her arms around his body.
Ragnarok grumbles but he doesn't try to push her off his time.
She stays there awhile..just listening to Crona's heart beat..listening to his breathing.
Maka's mind leaves her thinking about yesterday..about how she lost control..at how she hurt Crona just to hell him..then they made that promise.
Her face gets hot as she remembers his moans and the cuts she made on him.
She wonders if they're still there..
Her hand rubs the boy's stomach going lower to his thigh, she starts to move up it to feel on his bare stomach.
He grabs her wrist, digging his nails into her.
"What the fuck are you doing?" Ragnarok's voice sounds odd as he rips her hand away from him. " Your not going to fucking molest him while I'm in control!"
"Why does it matter? I'm touching Crona..it's not like I'm touching you."
This hits a soft spot.
The boy lets go of her, his face falling..his eyes going dull for a moment as he looks at her..
It almost looks like hurt in them but then..
Ragnarok's eyes burn brightly, his eyes so narrow, his teeth bared, his chest puffed up as he glares at her so darkly..
She's never seen him this pissed off before..well at least at her.
He doesn't say anything as he pushes her off, it's a harder shove then before and when she hits the wall she has to hold back a cry of pain.
"You think it's fucking funny don't you?" The boy growls as he punches her in the face. "I bet you think this is fucking hilarious!"
"I don't know what your talking about." She looks back at him but she can't help the smirk starting to grow on her face at seeing the anger in his eyes.
It brings her joy.
She bites her lip.
"..." He glares at her..his breathing uneven as his piercing eyes never leave hers. "You like to fucking remind me all the fucking time don't you? You like making me feel like shit? You like making me..feel?"
He's fluming...him breathing like a bull about to charge.
"What am I making you feel?" She raises an eye brow.
'Nothing!" He hits her one more time before she grabs his wrist.
Ragnarok tenses when she moves so she's right in front of his face, her green eyes burning into his.
He still looks so pissed off.
"..What did I do to make you so mad?" She speaks slowly. "Your not making any sense.."
"Your what doesn't make any fucking sense!" He growls as he rips his hand from hers. "The way you treat me..the way you remind me..no, your what doesn't make any sense. I punch you in the face, I hurt you yet you treat me the same. It's insane!"
"You want to know why I treat you the way I do?" She reaches out grabbing his wrist again.
"No I don't fucking care." He growls before he bows his head.
Crona's body goes limp against her as Ragnarok appears by the bed, his fist gripped.
"I'm leaving-
Ragnarok takes a step forward only to stop when he feels someone grab his wrist.
He looks back at Maka from the corner of his eye, the girl glaring at him.
"Now hold on! You still haven't told me why your being such a dick." She spats. "I didn't do anything!"
"Your doing everything!" He snaps back. "You just piss me off so much!"
"So what? Your acting like this just because you hate me?" She glares. "Well you have to get over that Ragnarok, I told you your stuck with me."
"Just because I'm stuck to Crona." He growls but..it almost sounds bitter. " If not for that fact I wouldn't even be here." He looks away. "You would have him all to yourself, I bet you would like that wouldn't you bitch?"
"It wouldn't be the same with out you." Maka feels his whole body tense..she may have even heard him take a in take of breath but she's not to sure. "Yeah your a dick..and a ass hole..and well..just over all a douche bag but your also a bad ass guy who protects Crona. Me, you, and him are like..I know this is corny but the three musketeers. If there was only two it wouldn't be the same. We're fucking awesome together, we balance out. So yeah, your stuck with me but it's not because your a part of Crona, it's because you're a part of us."
Ragnarok turns to look at her..his face is blank but his eyes..
They're full of shock..surprise..and something else.
"..Us?" He speaks that word carefully as if he said it too harshly he would break it, or it wouldn't be true.
"Us." She gives him a smile..not a smirk, a smile.
Ragnarok's body completely relaxes..like that one word had rid him of a huge weight.
He stares at her oddly now..but his eyes are almost..soft.
"Us.." He speaks it again..like he's testing the word on his tongue.
When he realizes Maka is still smiling at him he looks away..but Maka catches the faint tint of his cheeks.
"That was so gay." He huffs. "And stupid. No need to go all fucking deep like that.."
"You seemed to like it." Maka chuckles. "No need to hide it Ragnarok, you like the idea of us."
"I'm leaving." He grumbles still hiding his face from her as he turns to leave.
"Don't go."
He stops but he doesn't turn around.
"..I won't be able to go back to sleep..and Crona is still out. It would be nice if you would stay and keep me company..."
"You'll be fine." He grunts about to fade away.
"Please?" Her voice is soft.
Ragnarok pauses as he looks back at her from the corner of his eye.
"I'm afraid to be alone with him.." Her eyes wander over to the boy who is still sleeping. "What if I lose it again? I want you to be here Ragnarok.."
He doesn't say anything.
He doesn't look at her.
But he walks past her slowly, his dark bangs covering his eyes so she can't see them.
Ragnarok sits on the edge of the bed not saying a word.
He doesn't have to.
Maka smiles at him as she walks over and takes her seat next to him.
She moves Crona so his head is laying in her lap..her fingers going threw his soft hair as he lets out a content sigh.
"Thank you Ragnarok." She smiles at the other boy.
"Don't fucking thank me." He snaps but..it's soft.
"Your so stubborn." She chuckles as she looks down at Crona, looking at his peaceful face, looking at the boy that belongs to her. "Just take the damn thank you, it's not that big a deal."
"I don't take 'thank yous' for something I don't have a choice in-
"But you chose to stay." She looks over at him.
"I can leave." He growls starting to get up.
"Don't." She reaches out grabing his wrist again causing him to stop. "Sit your ass down."
"Hell no."
"Sit your ass down..please?"
" Let me think about it..hell no."
"Please? I won't say thank you if it really bothers you that much..just stay with us." She adds that last word watching how he tenses.
Ragnarok grumbles but he sits back down, that glare on his face.
Maka can't help her smile as her hands run threw Crona's hair..
"You have them both, use them, break them, turn them against each other."
She can feel her smirk but she bits her lip ending it.
Ragnarok watches her as she brushes her hands threw Crona's hair..remembering the way her eyes lighted up when he took his seat next to her.
The boy's lips twitch up into a smile..it's a crooked smile but it's a smile.
Not a smirk.
A smile.
But Maka doesn't see it and when she looks back at the boy.
His face is blank.
Crona stirs in her lap, groaning slightly.
When the boy opens his eyes, Maka's right in his face with a smirk on her lips.
"Good morning sleeping beauty." She coos. "You sleep well?"
Crona squeaks in surprise at having her right in his face and his cheeks tint at what she called him..
Then he seems to remember..
His face gets so dark as he looks any where but her.
"I-I!" He's so flustered, his stutter worse then usual.
"You were pretty tired from last night huh?" She starts to play with his hair. "You past right out when we were done."
"T-T-That was..I-I.." He gulps, a pout on his face..he seems irritated with himself.
"Was it good?" She tilts her head..she already knows the answer.
"Y-Yes!" He squeaks and looks away from her. "B-But it was scary at first..I-I hurt you."
"And I hurt you." She points at his stomach. "First comes pain, then comes pleasure."
"T-There was a lot of that.." He blushes darkly shifting. "I-I don't e-even know what to say..t-that was just..w-wow..I-I feel..faint thinking about it.."
As he was talking his eyes started going out of focus.
"Your not pasting out on me again." She leans in and bites his lip causing him to tense up. "Your staying up..i've been sitting her forever just waiting for you to get up."
"I-I'm sorry!" His eyes get wide. "I-I didn't mean to make you wait! G-Gah you should have woke me up!"
"But you looked so cute asleep." She chuckles. "I couldn't wake you up."
"Y-You still should of.." He mumbles as his gaze shifts. "I-I don't want to waste time sleeping when I-I could be up with you.."
"Crona your to sweet for you own good." She leans close, a smirk ripping out on her face. "One of these days i'm just going to eat you up."
"G-Gah! Don't eat me Maka!" He trembles his eyes darting to her mouth as if she was just going to open it and swallow him whole.
"I don't know Crona.." She coos as she licks her lips. "Your hair looks a lot like cotton candy..I like cotton candy.."
"C-Cotton candy?" He frowns confused but he still tugs at his hair.
"It's a sweet treat.." She licks up his cheek, feeling how warm he is. "Just like you."
"I-I'm not a sweet treat Maka I-I swear!" He shakes his head, his eyes wide. " I-I probably would taste bad..a-and I don't have any meat on my bones."
"You have some meat on your ass." She grunts.
Crona pouts at her when she chuckles at how red his face gets at that comment.
"I-It's not that big!" He squeaks defensively as he gives her a slight shove.
"Crona you are all ass."
"Q-Quit it.." He looks away, obviously embarrassed at this.
"But I like it Crona.." She reaches under him and cups his ass causing his eyes to widen. "Don't be so insecure, I like every thing about you."
She leans in and closes her eyes, wiggling her nose against his.
He grabs her face and gives her a soft kiss on the lips.
She feels that affection..that care.
When they pull away there both blushing.
The kiss was different.
Because they made a promise.
It was deeper..
It was beautiful.
He's beautiful.
And he is her's.
All her's.
Maka feels a twitching in her fingers at staring the boy in his eyes..looking into those eyes that hold so much affection for her.
She ignores her fingers.
She won't hurt him.
Not today.
Crona reaches out and rubs her cheek.
"I-I love you.." He smiles at her..those eyes shining brightly.
Maka doesnt' say it back.
His smile doesn't fall.
He doesn't care she doesn't love him back.
He's just happy she's here.
She'll never understand that.
Crona's face suddenly falls to one of panic.
"I-I forgot about Ragnarok! H-He thinks your trying to kill me! W-What if he tries to-
"I already talked to him." Maka puts a hand up calming him down.
"D-Did he try to hurt you?" He doesn't calm down.
"No, he didn't. We're all good." Maka gives him a small smile. "He actually just left to go get something for us to do..he said something about no activities sunday?"
"Y-Yeah..w-we only leave are rooms for lunch but.." He looks at her with a frown.
"I doubt I'm coming out my room today." Maka can't help the smirk on her face. "Not after what I did to those nurses, I fucked them up bad. You should have seen the other nurses faces when they saw it! They were scared shitless! I doubt anyone has the balls to come in here now."
She giggles.
"M-Maka.." Crona frowns and rubs her shoulder gently.
Her giggling stops and she takes a couple deep breaths.
"I got it." She bites her lip.
"O-Ok." Crona still rubs her shoulder.
"You know they may not come in here to check on me today but they probably will go to check on you." She looks over at him. "Maybe soon you should leave-
"N-No!" He shakes his head quickly, as he hugs her arm tightly burying his head in her shoulder. "I-I don't want to leave you..I-I can't..I-I just want to stay here with you Maka..I-If I leave I won't see you for the rest of the day.."
"What about lunch?" She offers.
"..T-They won't let you out.." She can hear the frown in his voice. "..W-When ever I killed nurses..f-for weeks they just handed me my lunch and I ate in that room alone.."
"Oh.." She leans her head on his and takes a breath. " They might find out though if you stay here."
"J-Just for today.." He mumbles into her shoulder. "I-I'll leave tonight but..I-I want to spend today with you..I-I don't want to leave you.."
He clings to her.
He needs her.
"Ok." She kisses the top of his head and the boy relaxes. "And if nurses give us any trouble." She chuckles darkly. "I'll take them out~"
"I-I think they know better." He grips her arm tighter. "T-They know better then to mess with the dangerous patients.."
"Hell yeah, they know better not to mess with us." She nuzzles the top of his head that smirk ripping out on her face.
"I'm back." Ragnarok reappears only to smirk when his eyes fall on Crona. "Oh look who's up! Was the sex that good you sleep for most of the fucking day?"
"R-Ragnarok!" He squeaks in disbelief. "H-How did you-
"It's hard not to know when you had that goofy smile on your face." He grins. "It was screaming 'Oh yeah I just got fucking laid' That's probably what you were thinking too."
"I-I was not!" Crona huffs at the other boy but his cheeks are so red. "R-Ragnarok don't talk about it, your just going to embarrasses me!"
"But Crona you didn't answer his question." Maka smirks and leans closer to him. "Was the sex good?"
"G-Gah don't tell me your on his side!" Crona looks between the other boy and Maka..looks at the matching smirks.
"I'm on no one's side Crona." She chuckles. "I'm just asking a question..was the sex good?"
"Y-Yes.." He speaks nervously looking between the two with a pout on his face as their smirks grow.
"Was it organismic?" Ragnarok grunts, grinning.
"S-Stop it!" He squeaks tugging his hair, embarrass.
"Why? Are you going to bust a nut thinking about it?" Ragnarok chuckles.
"I think he busted all the nut he could last night." Maka chuckles with him.
"Y-You guys!" Crona pouts, his body tense and his eyes wide.
"Ok ok we'll stop." Maka chuckles as she leans in and gives him a soft kiss on the cheek but Crona still pouts. "So Ragnarok I thought you said you were getting us something to do?"
"I did." He smirks as he pulls something from behind his back. "I stole it from the lounge."
"Well what is it?"
"Yahtzee mother fucker!" He grins at her.
"Oh your fucked." Maka smirks. "I'm the best at Yahtzee."
"Bitch please." He grunts as he sits on the floor, pouring out the dice in the cup.
"Y-Yahtzee?" Crona frowns as Maka grabs his hand and leads him over to the floor.
"It's a game." Maka smiles at him. "It's easy you just roll the dice and count your score. The one with the highest score wins."
"O-Oh.." Crona raises an eye brow at the other boy. "Y-Your playing with us?"
"Yeah got a fucking problem?" Ragnarok glares up at him.
"N-No i'm just..kinda surprised.." Crona mumbles as he and Maka sit down in front of him.
"Whatever." He grumbles as he puts the dice in the cup. "Ok i'm going first because i'm just that bad ass."
"Cheater." Maka grunts. "We're suppose to roll to see who goes first jack ass."
"Fuck the rules." He shakes up the cup before he lets the dice roll out.
He looks down and smirks at his number.
"Hell yeah! got a nine!"
Maka just takes the dice and smiles at Crona as she hands him the cup.
"Here Crona you can go next."
"W-What do I do?" He holds it nervously.
"You just shake the dice then let it roll out."
"O-Okay.." He puts the dice in the cup with shaky hands. He shakes it up and lets it out.
The dice add up to three.
"You suck ass Crona." Ragnarok chuckles getting him a glare from the other boy.
"It's ok, you'll do better next time." She leans in and gives Crona a kiss, turning his pout to a smile.
Ragnarok looks away and grumbles.
"Alright my turn.." Maka smirks, a idea coming to mind.
She points at the cup and dice, lifting them up.
With out touching them she shakes the cup making it float around the room.
"W-Wow Maka.." Crona watches her with awe.
"Fucking show off." Ragnarok grunts. "Just becuase you can do some fancy trick don't mean it's going to help your score."
"Your just jealous." Maka smirks as she makes the cup shake in his face.
Crona can't help but to chuckle at his girl.
"Bitch i'm not jealous." His eye twitches as he hits the cup away but it only goes back. "You keep showing off it's going to bite you in the ass."
"Yeah right-" Suddenly her hand burns..the feeling of a electric shock going threw her body causing her to cry in pain as the cup of dice explodes.
"M-Maka!" Crona cries out in alarm as he moves over to her, catching her before she falls back.
"..You fucking..blew up Yahtzee.." Ragnarok looks at where it use to be before he looks down at the girl.
"Shit.." She hisses as she looks down at her hand..
It's messed up looking..as if she had held it under a fire or something..
It hurts.
"M-Maka your hand!" Crona looks at it with a deep frown as he holds her close trying to comfort her.
"I knew that was going to happen." Ragnarok sighs standing up. "You been using your power like there's no fucking tomorrow and you jsut turned. Of course you would give yourself a rebound."
"A rebound?" She winces.
"Y-Yes it happens when a w-witch uses more power then they have." Crona frowns. "I-I've seen it happen to Medusa only once..i-it wasn't pretty..y-you have to be careful Maka.."
"Well damn I thought it was limitless." Maka sighs, moving her hurt hand slightly. "And I guess I can't heal it now either."
"Nope you have to deal with it." Ragnarok looks down at her hand, this odd look on his face before he glares. "And you fucking destroyed are game, nice going dumb ass."
"Fuck you." She gives him her middle finger but winces when she used her hurt hand.
Ragnarok smirks at her.
"R-Ragnarok maybe you should-" Crona can't finish before the boy disappears.
He frowns as he looks over at Maka, holding her not hurt hand in his.
"Crona?" She looks over at him. "It was cool though what I did with the cup?"
"Y-Yeah.." He gives her a small smile.
"Then it was worth it." She smirks. " Did you see the way the cup exploded? I didn't even know I could do that!"
Maka looks down at her hands..her smirk growing.
"It's fun to destroy things.." She giggles, her eyes starting to shake.
Her fingers start to twitch-
"Maka don't! Y-You'll hurt yourself." He hugs her, looking at her with pleading eyes.
When she looks into his eyes..her giggling stops and she sighs.
"..Thanks..I don't need to fuck up my other hand."
Ragnarok reappears in the room, not looking at her he throws something towards her.
Crona catches it before it hits her sending him glare only for it to fall when he sees what it is.
He holds some aloe and bandages in his hands.
He looks back up at the other boy surprised but Ragnarok doesn't look at him.
Crona raises his eye brow but turns to Maka, and gives her a reassuring smile.
"T-This should help you..R-Ragnarok brought it." He speaks that last part still out of disbelief.
"How sweet." She smirks over at the boy who won't look over at them.
"What the fuck ever." He grunts. "I only went and got it because I knew Crona was about to send me out anyway."
Crona gives him a look before he opens up the aloe and rubs it on her hurt hand gently.
"Oh that feels good.." She lets out a sigh of relief as the aloe cools her hand.
"I-Is it helping?"
"Yeah..thanks."
"N-No problem Maka." He smiles at her as he then takes the bandage and wraps her hand up slowly.
Ragnarok still doesn't turn to look at them.
"No more showing off huh?" She grumbles as she looks at her wraped up hand. '..Well i blew up Yahtzee so what do you two want to do now?"
Crona looks down nervously thinking, Ragnarok doesn't say anything.
"Whoa guys don't jump at me with all these ideas." She grunts.
"I-I'm sorry!"
"It's not like your coming up with anything!"
"Fine, how about we.." Maka puts a hand to her chin. "..Um..how about we..ah!" Maka's eyes light up. "Let's tell scary stories! Crona you still have to tell me one!"
"B-But i'm not good at telling stories..e-especially scary ones.." Crona mumbles, his gaze shifting.
"Oh you want to tell scary stories?" Ragnarok turns around, a dangerous glint in his eyes as he smirks. "Oh I got a couple."
"Alright then lets hear them." Maka grunts.
"I-I don't think that's such a good idea.." Crona tenses at how the other boy's smirk grows.
"Oh come on, they can't be that bad."
"Bitch i'll have you crying." Ragnarok smirks as he walks over to them. "Sit down and we'll get this started."
Crona and Maka sit down..Crona clinging to Maka's arm looking nervous.
"So.." Ragnarok sits down, his eyes lightng in dark glee. "One night when-
"No." Maka cuts him off.
"What?" He growls.
"Your doing it wrong."
"How the fuck am I doing it wrong? I didn't even get to start!"
"This can't be a scary story with out a blanket." Maka grunts. "Your ruining it."
"When the hell did it become necessary to have a fucking blanket?"
"Y-Yeah Ragnarok, y-you need a blanket." Crona nods, backing Maka up. "M-Maka's stories are always really scary and she used a blanket."
"There's no rules to scary stories!" His eye twitches a little. " Your both being dumb asses, let me just tell the story the way I want to."
Crona and Maka both cross their arms, both not looking to happy.
"Alright fine! If you wanna bitch you'll get your blanket.." He smirks suddenly as he gets up and throws the blanket over the three.
It's dark under it and with Ragnarok's dark clothes, all they can see is his piercing blue eyes.
"One night when Crona was sleeping all snug in his bed, having a dreamless sleep a-"
"M-Me?" Crona's eyes get wide and he trembles clinging to Maka. "W-What's going to happen?-
"Let me tell the fucking story." He snaps but soon he calms down and that smirk comes back on his face. "Crona isn't aware that something's watching him..it slowly starts to crawl over..it's tongue sticking out as it moves painfully slow towards the unaware boy.."
"N-No.." He grips Maka tighter, the girl is just giving the other boy a bored look.
"It's getting closer..and closer..and closer.." Ragnarok's eyes narrow showing the dark glee he's getting from Crona freaking out. "Then it.."
"I-It what?"
"It got up to the boy and-"
"O-Oh god what?!"
"It fucking ripped your balls off!" Ragnarok roars jumping up causing Crona to scream and duck into Maka's shoulders trembling.
Ragnarok cracks up, him holding his stomach from this reaction.
"And that's the story of how Crona lost his balls and became a bitch."
"F-F-Fuck you Ragnarok." Crona still trembles in Maka's arms though.
"That story sucked ass." Maka grunts as she points to herself. "I bet I could tell a story that would scare Crona more."
"Bitch I could tell a story that would make him shit his pants!"
"No you couldn't." She shakes her head. "Hell, i'm the better scary story teller! My story will leave him helpless!"
"W-Whoa!" crona squeaks, putting his hands up defensive. "L-Lets not make this a contest! B-Both of you are really good at telling scary stories..y-you don't need to compete who can scare me the most.." The boy gulps.
"But who's the better one at telling scary stories Crona?" She looks at him. "There has to be someone better then the other so is it me or Ragnarok?"
Crona looks between the two before his eyes fall on Maka..a smile coming to his lips.
"Y-You are."
"I call bull shit!" Ragnarok throws his arms in the air. "That was fucking biases! Of course he would say your better at it, your fucking getting him laid."
"R-Ragnarok!" Crona wines.
"Your just mad because i'm better."
"You want to make that a fucking bet?"
"N-No lets not make this a bet!"
"Hell yes!"
Maka and Ragnarok turn on Crona, dangerous glints in their eyes.
"U-Uh oh.." The boy gulps.
They both smirk.
Crona's a goner.
"Come on out of there Crona." Maka sighs as she kneels, looking under her bed at the trembling boy who's hiding under there.
"N-No way.." His teeth chatter as he sinks deeper into the bed. "I-I'm staying here where it's safe from the bogie man."
Ragnarok is cracking up, holding his sides.
"I told you I tell the better stories!" He keeps laughing. "Fuck yeah!"
"The bogie man isn't real Crona I promise you." Maka grumbles a little pissed she lost but her eyes soften when they fall on the trembling boy. "Your ok."
"N-No i'm not! H-He's going to come and kill me! R-Ragnarok said he likes little boys!"
This causes said boy to crack up more.
"I promise your safe Crona." She holds out her hand. 'Come on out, even if the bogie man was real, me and Ragnarok would protect you."
"No I wouldn't." He grunts getting him a glare from Maka which he smirks at.
"I-I can't go out there..t-to many scary things running threw my head.." He trembles as he hides his face in his hands.
Ragnarok suddenly stops laughing..a large grin ripping out on his face at his idea.
"Holy shit it's the bogie man!" Ragnarok roars.
"N-No!" Crona screams in fright.
"Crona Ragnarok's being a dick there's no-
"Maka holy shit it's coming right for you!"
"W-What? Maka get out of there! Come under the bed now!"
"Crona there's nothing-" A hand suddenly covers her mouth stopping her mid speaking to Crona as she's yanked away from the bed.
"M-Maka?" Crona speaks uncertainly, the fear in his voice.
Maka struggles with the chuckling Ragnarok who's pulling her, his hand still over her mouth.
"What the hell you doing?" She hisses when she rips his hand off.
"M-Maka is the bogie man hurting you?!"
"No Crona there is no such thing as the bogie man-" Ragnarok covers her mouth again and laughs evily.
"O-Oh my god the bogie man! Maka?! Maka are you there!"
She struggles but she can't get his hand off her.
Ragnarok smirks as he leans in close to her ear.
"I'm the bogie man." He growls into her ear and Maka can't help but to shiver at how low it sounds.
She rips his hand off and sends him a glare.
"Fuck you Ragnarok-"
He pushes her, causing her to fall on her butt and she yelps.
"L-Leave Maka alone!" Crona suddenly comes out from under the bed as he lets out a battle cry and charges for..
He stops when his eyes fall on Ragnarok cracking up and Maka on the floor.
"Crona your such a dumb ass." The other boy laughs.
"S-So there really isn't a bogie man?" Crona looks at Maka in relief to see she's ok.
"Nope, but there is a dick named Ragnarok." Maka grunts as she gets up.
"Your just mad because you lost!"
"No i'm not." Maka grumbles and looks away.
"Admit it." He grins.
"No." She huffs.
"Y-Your story was scary too Maka.." Crona grabs her hand and gives it a squeeze.
"Thanks Crona." She leans into the boy resting her head on his shoulder. "..You did cry when I told you it didn't you?"
"Y-Yeah.." Crona mumbles still not to happy about the whole scary story contest.
"I'm sorry." She looks up and cups his cheeks. "But your to cute when your scared."
She leans in and gives him a soft kiss.
"Ugh, if I had a stomach I would be puking my guts out." Ragnarok grunts and looks away.
"T-Then you must think i'm cute a lot.." He blushes darkly. "I-I'm always scared."
"Your right, I do." She kisses his nose causing his face to get darker.
Crona giggles as he wraps his arms around her, pulling her close into his chest.
They both wear the same smile..a goofy one..
It's weird being this happy after every thing that's happened.
She should feel bad but she doesn't.
All she feels is joy.
She doesn't feel regret.
Ragnarok looks at them only to look away and grip his fist.
Something flashes threw those blue eyes but no one sees it.
The door suddenly opens.
"Aw what the hell?" Girkio walks in, his face falling when he sees the two together. "How the hell did you get back in here Crona?"
"We already told you." Maka grunts. "He's a magician."
"Fuck you kid." His eye twitches as he gives her the middle finger.
Maka stares at this man a moment and can't help but to be surpised.
He doesn't look scared at all..
Just annoyed.
"i'm surpised you would come in here.." maka's eyes lock onto his. "i'm sure you heard about what happened."
"how could I not? I had to fucking help clean it up!" he shakes his head. "but really after working here for so fucking long you get use to shit like this."
"your not scared?"
"kid you don't scare me." he grunts. "i'm a grown ass man, nothing scares me any more. especially when I got some achol, then i'm invisible." he smirks shaking his water bottle that's almost empty.
Maka's lips twitch up into a smile looking at this man.
One part of her is happy he doesn't fear her..but another half..
Wants to make him scream.
"Y-Your not here to take me out of here are you?" Crona speaks up frowning deeply.
"I don't really give a fuck what you do for today, Stein took the fucking day off and left me to handle all the dangerous patients." Girko grumbles. "Fucking bastard."
" He really hates you." maka grunts. "I think he knows you tried to make him drink your piss."
"Oh well! It's definably fucking happening now! I'll get him back for all this shit." He grumbles before he takes a deep breath. "So do you two need anything do you-
His eyes fall on Crona and his nose wrinkles up.
"..What the fuck is that?"
"W-What-" Both Maka and Crona follow Girko's eyes.
Crona's gown is stained red from where the blood on his thighs soaked threw..
Her blood.
Girko looks between the two before his nose wrinkles up.
"Ugh, god damn it yall went and had fucking sex! Did you get it on the fucking sheets?"
"Yeah have fun with that." Maka can't help but to chuckle.
"Damn horny teenagers." He grumbles he before he looks at Crona pissed off causing the boy to tense. "Alright lets get you cleaned up, that's fucking gross, that blood could be crusty now."
"O-Oh.." He looks down at the red on his gown but he doesn't look grossed out..he actually blushes probably thinking of how that got there.
"Come on now." Girko grabs Crona by the arm and leads him out of the room.
"Y-Your going to take me back here right?"
'Yeah yeah."
The door shuts.
"Well I guess that just leaves-" Maka turns around.
She's in the room alone.
Ragnarok's gone.
Maka raises an eye brow at this but doesn't say anything.
She looks down at her bandaged hand and sighs.
She really wishes she could just heal it..but even a witch has limits.
Maka takes a deep breath as she flushes the toilet.
She walks out of the stall towards the sink.
As she washes her hands..she's aware she isn't alone anymore.
She just ignores her.
Maka looks up at the mirror and can't help but to gasp.
She looks..different.
Maka knew since she became a full witch, her as a person has changed but she didn't expect it to effect her out side.
It's nothing to noticeable but..
Her face is perfect now.
No blemish, just smooth, pale skin.
Her eyes are somehow brighter..sharper..
They look almost like they would glow in the dark..
Her hair is shiny and it seems to fall perfectly at her shoulders..framing around her face and just adding to the effect.
They're subtle differences but she sees them.
"There are a few things you must be aware of Maka.." That woman's voice echos threw the bathroom but Maka doesn't look for her. "Now that you are a witch people will see you differently, especially men."
Maka runs a hand threw her hair, her eyes starting to get narrow.
"A witch is naturally attractive but we have a aura to us that makes it easier for us to trick men or just humans in general with are charms." The voice sounds like it's smirking. "Remember that Maka, we survive threw are tricks, threw are lies. You must learn this and master it."
Maka starts to smirk...her fingers starting to twitch.
She winces when a pain shoots up her arm, reminding her of her already fucked up hand.
Maka takes deep breaths trying to control herself.
"We don't love Maka." The voice coos. "We only use. We take what we want. We are selfish don't you know?"
"Oh I know.." Maka speaks softly gripping her fist. "But i'm not using him..i'm with him because I want to be-
"Is that not selfish?" The girl chuckles. "If you were not to like him then you would leave him?"
"..Isn't that what everyone does? If you don't like someone you don't stay with them." She grunts.
"But what if your survival counted on it.." The girl's voice smirks. "Could you still say the same? No, you want to live Maka, you will do all you can to live."
"It's our way." The woman's voice adds smirking.
Maka puts her hands over her ears and closes her eyes.
"I'm not doing this today.."
"Your at your limit." The woman sighs. "This could be a problem..you better be careful Maka..don't die on me. I'm coming soon."
At that the woman leaves.
Maka's left staring at herself in the mirror, grinning madly.
"This food sucks ass." Maka grunts as she pokes what she thinks is suppose to be spaghetti.
"Y-Yeah.." Crona looks down at his plate with the same face.
They're silent.
"H-How is your hand?" The boy looks over at it in concern.
"Still hurts and I can't heal it." Maka sighs.
"I-I'm sure you will get your powers back soon Maka." He gives her reassuring smile.
"I hope so." She looks over at him. "I miss them. I miss being able to move things..being able to destroy things.."
That smirk is forming on her face.
"M-Maka." Crona frowns at this.
"Don't you like to destroy Crona?" She leans closer, her breath ghosting his lips. "It's fun isn't it? To smash, to crush..it's lovely isn't it?"
"I-I don't-" Crona's eyes are getting wide as he searches her's for something.
"Do you notice anything different?" Maka leans back biting her lip to control herself. "I mean about my face?"
Crona studies her..his eyes roaming her features.
"N-No..." He tenses. "W-What? W-Was I suppose to?"
" No.." Maka frowns slightly.
..Is she the only one who can see it?
"..So where do you think Ragnarok went?"
"I-I don't know.." Crona tenses and his gaze shifts. "H-He's been acting kind of funny.."
"What do you mean?" She raises an eye brow.
"I-it's like..I-I don't know but..t-today was the longest he stayed with me since I've been here..h-he usually only shows up to help me b-but..h-he's been coming around a lot lately.." Crona mumbles as his eyes fall on her. "B-But at the same time..h-he seems more angry then usual..I-it's hard to tell because even though I've known him most of my life..I-I don't know him to well..h-he doesn't talk about himself..h-he would just get angry if I asked.."
"Ragnarok being pissed off seems normal to me." Maka shrugs.
"Y-Yes but..i-it's just more often and well..h-he never wants to stay around for to long but t-today he seemed..almost willing to d-do it.." His gaze shifts. " I-I don't understand it.."
"Well maybe he likes being around us." Maka offers. "He's just a sturborn ass hole who doesn't like to admit stuff like that."
"H-He's never liked being around me though..at least not for that long.." His eyes fall on her..a odd look in them.
"He likes the idea of 'us'."
"U-Us?"
"Yeah, all of us together." Maka smiles. " Me, you, and Ragnarok. We're all stuck together, having each others back.."
"R-Ragnarok wants to be a part of us?" Crona raises an eye brow almost seeming skeptical.
"I think so.." Maka smiles and leans her head against Crona's. "After all he is a part of you..by making that promise with you that I wouldn't leave you..I made that promise with him too. So now he isn't just a part of you, he's a part of me too. We're all a part of each other."
"U-Us.." Crona speaks the word and it seems he doesn't know who to feel about it.. "A-And you don't mind that?..t-that it will never be just me and you? t-that Ragnarok will always be there?"
"No it doesn't bother me." Maka smiles. " To lose him would be losing a part of yourself right? Sure he acts like a jerk but you too have to care about each other in some way..being together for so long..he is a part of you Crona..and I except him. He is now a part of us, and with out him we would be losing a part of ourselves.."
"..." Crona stares at her with those wide beautiful eyes..his eyes shaking as he thinks about what she just said.
Then he smiles..a small sweet smile.
"..I-I think I like us too." He nuzzles his head against hers.
"It's like are promise.." She puts a hand over his heart. "...made us a family."
"F-Family?" Crona's breath catches.
"Family.." She speaks the word softy before she kisses him.
She lost her family.
Both her mother and Spirit are dead..
Crona and Ragnarok are her new family..are her new life.
This life where she's in the asylum and a witch.
They are a family..a fucked up one but a family.
Crona wraps shaky arms around her, pulling her close as she hears him sniffle.
"I-I've never had..o-oh Maka..w-we're..a-a family.." His words are breathless..a wobbly smile coming to his lips as he speaks the words so gratefully. " D-Do you really think Ragnarok wants to be a part of our family?"
"He doesn't have a choice." Maka chuckles as she kisses his cheek. "He's stuck to us."
That's when Ragnarok decides to appear, his piercing eyes looking down at her only for him to look away.
"R-Ragnarok!" Crona jumps up excitedly, his eyes so bright. "W-We're a family!"
"What the fuck are you talking about?" He growls.
"Me, you and Maka are a family!" Crona almost squeals. "I-Isn't it great?"
"We're no family." He grunts coldly, looking between the two.
"Then what are we?" Maka stands up.
"Not a family." He grunts, his piercing eyes looking at her..his face blank. "Call what you two have whatever the hell you want but leave me out of it."
"But we can't." Maka looks back at him. "I told you Ragnarok your stuck to us, your a part of us, anything I say to Crona applies to you."
The boy gives her this long look..his piercing eyes flashing but he looks away.
Crona looks between the two, a odd look in his eyes.
"You think we're the same?" He growls.
"No." Both Crona and Ragnarok look at Maka. She looks back at them both. "Your a different person Ragnarok from Crona, but your a part of him. Think of a orange..the skin is a part of the orange but does that make it the same as the fruit inside? No, they're two different things but they make up one orange."
"..Are you calling me a fucking orange peel?"
" I guess I am."
"The orange's skin..the part of the orange no one eats, that's only meant to fucking protect the fruit inside." His eyes flare dangerously, his chest puffing up." Everyone fucking peels the skin and throws it the fuck away like trash to get to the fruit."
Maka studies how the boy is getting so pissed off about this and she knows what he's saying goes deeper then just oranges.
She closes her eyes.
"You know when I was younger I didn't even eat the fruit of the orange?" He doesn't answer her but she continues. "I would peel the skin off..but I'd throw away the fruit."
It's silent now, she no longer hears his heavy breathing.
" It's true you can't eat the skin..and it's definably not as sweet as the fruit but they can be used for so much more." Her mind leaves her..thinking back. "When I was young..me and my mother would take the skin from oranges and make things out of them..like if you soak orange peels in vinegar they infuse and you can use it to clean with..giving your home a orangey smell.." She smiles thinking back at it unaware of the single tear falling down her face. "Mom was always creative like that..she always told me not to throw away the peel but to keep it..to make it into something better..the orange peel is reliable and won't fade back into the earth as fast as the fruit..It's strong and durable..adaptable.." Maka chuckles sadly. "..My mother was something wasn't she?"
She feels someone touch her cheek.
When she opens her eyes, Crona is wiping the tear from her face but..
It's Ragnarok who has control..she can tell by his eyes...by his rougher touch.
His eyes stare into hers..and she stares back.
Those eyes are soft.
Maka grabs his hand and holds it there..her eyes getting watery again.
"..Do you miss her?" His voice is husky..as if the words were hard to get out.
Maka can only nod, her tears falling now.
"God damn it don't do that." He snaps but it's to soft.
"I-I can't help it now!" Her chest hurts.
"I don't want to fucking look at your face when your crying like a bitch!"
Maka keeps crying.
Ragnork growls as he grabs her by the back of her head.
She waits for him to punch her..to hurt her..
But instead he shoves her head into his shoulder roughly.
Maka doesn't question it, she just wraps her arms around him and cries silently into his shoulder.
The boy is tense..he doesn't touch her but he doesn't need to.
This is enough.
This is what she needs.
Her shoulders shake in spasms.
Maka has done all she can not to think about her mother..but when she started talking..it was to late.
She misses her so much.
She doesn't care her mother hid that she was a witch.
She doesn't care if her mother was evil.
Maka misses her..
She misses her mother's arms being around her..she misses the days at the park..and the nights she would comfort her when she was scared.
Her mother is her only regret..and it's killing her..
Things could have been different.
But she didn't believe her mother.
Now she's gone..and it's to late to say sorry.
Her tears keep falling.
"Damn it your soaking him." Ragnarok snaps but it's soft. When she doesn't respond he sighs. "..Come on stop it alright? Crying doesn't change anything..it's useless."
Maka just grips him tighter.
She knows it's useless..but it's all she can do.
Ragnarok sighs sounding frustrated.
"..It hurts doesn't it? Being reminded of the past..of the things you can no longer have.." The boy's voice is soft..as if he understands this pain she's going threw..
And deep down she hopes he does.
Maka nods into his shoulder.
She feels his hand go to the back of her head..holding her against him, his fingers going into her hair.
He doesn't say anymore.
Maka doesn't know how long they stay like that..the boy holding her head while she sobs in his shoulder..
But finally the tears stop and she's able to pull away to look at him.
"..Thank you..for that.." She rubs her arm, averting her gaze.
She waits for him to say 'don't fucking thank me" but..
He doesn't. He doesn't say anything.
When she loos back at Ragnarok..he's looking at her with soft eyes..eyes of understanding.
Somehow he knows. He knows her pain.
Soon they go back to being hard..to hiding what ever the boy feels.
"So i'm a fucking orange peel and Crona's the fruit.." He mumbles as he looks away. "Then what does that make you?"
"The holder." She speaks the word with out thinking about it. "Your both mine."
Ragnarok tries to hide his face from her but she saw something flash threw those eyes.
He grips his fist.
"Don't say shit like that."
"Why not?"
He doesn't answer her, that glare on his face.
Maka smiles at him..feeling a fondness of the boy.
"Your not as bad as you make yourself out to be."
"Bitch I killed more people then you." He snaps. "Step back with that shit."
"Maybe, but you help me out a lot even though you don't have to."
He scowls, looking away.
He looks like he's getting pissed off but..
Maka leans over and kisses him on the cheek.
The boy whips his head towards her, his scowl dropped in shock.
"That was my thank you." She smiles at him.
Ragnaork grips his gown over Crona's heart..his eyes flashing with that shock..Crona's cheeks tinting the faintest pink.
That shock is soon replaced by anger.
"Don't fucking kiss me!" He pushes her away. "Do you know how that makes me fucking feel-"
He stops.
His face falls as he takes a in take of breath.
Ragnarok's eyes are wide as he takes a step back from her.
"Ragnarok?" She gets closer, raising an eye brow at how he's acting.
His eyes flash before Crona bows his head.
Crona's body goes limp and she has to catch it as Ragnarok reappears next to them.
"I'm leaving." And like that Ragnarok is gone.
Maka looks down at Crona who's eyes are still closed.
She leans down and gives him a soft kiss on the lips..
Maka has Crona all figured out..
But the puzzle that is Ragnarok is far from completed.
"This is interesting." That voice chuckles. " Use this to your advange."
..Use what?
"Them..." She chuckles.
Maka kisses Crona's cheeks, rubbing threw his pink locks.
She doesn'twant to believe she's using them for anything..
But truly she doesn't know.
Right now that doesn't matter..Crona is in her arms..and he's hers.
That's all that matters.
Ragnarok hits the wall for the fifth time, his breathing uneven.
If he was alive this would hurt him but he isn't alive and it doesn't hurt.
He can't feel anything..
But that's not really true is it?
Because of her.
Just..what the fuck was that?
When that girl kissed his cheek- No when she kissed crona's cheek..he felt something.
He fucking felt something and it wasn't hate..it wasn't anger.
It was..he doesn't even know what the fuck it was..
But Crona's heart skipped a beat.
It was just a fucking kiss on the cheek..it wasn't even his cheek she kissed.
Ragnarok has kissed plently of people when he was alive..hell he fucked a whole bunch of people as well but..
He didn't care about them, they didn't make him feel..he felt pleasure but nothing for them.
But when this girl kissed him on the fucking cheek he felt something.
He felt something for her.
That doesn't happen.
It's not suppose to happen.
It's fucking gay to get a feeling from a kiss on a cheek, especially one that was not even placed on you!
But he did.
Maybe he even felt..relieved..happy-
No.
Stop.
It's not suppose to be like this.
Ragnarok punches the wall again, his eyes burning holes into it.
Why does she have to make things so damn complicated?!
It's like she's doing this on purpose..he bets if she knew what she was doing to him she would laugh.
Hell, he would be fucking laughing if it wasn't him.
She probably likes doing this to him.
The way she some times smiles at him..
How her eyes light up when she tells him thank you..
That smirk she does when she thinks she's right..
Her laugh..when she's laughing at something he said..
Ragnaork's breath hitches and his eyes flare.
..What the hell is this?
Stop.
Now.
But he can't.
He can't stop thinking.
The girl had to call him a orange peel..then go into detail about how..she use to keep the orange peel instead of the fruit..all those things she said about the orange peel..was like she was saying all those things about him..
And if that wasn't enough..she started fucking crying.
Maybe he felt something then when he saw her tears..
He doesn't want to think about it but he can't stop.
He had to wipe her tears..
..Why?..
Ragnarok grips his fist.
He had to hold her against him, he had to comfort her.
But why?
Why does he give a shit?
She's not his fucking problem
But then she goes and kisses him..
And he feels something.
It's not suppose to be like this.
He wants to stop thinking.
"Well hello Ragnarok." A voice coos behind him.
"What do you want?" He snaps as he turns to glare at Medusa.
"Someone's in a bad mood." Medusa smirks at him. "What's wrong Ragnarok? Did something happen?"
"Fuck off bitch." He growls, his eyes lighting on fire. "What the hell do you want?"
"I have a mission for you." Medusa keeps smirking. " Later tonight I need you to come with me, and i'll explain the details then."
"..A mission?" His eyes narrow.
"Don't worry it's nothing like the last one." She waves him off. " It's simple, it will only take a day."
"A day? What about the girl?" It's out before Ragnarok can stop himself.
"What about her?" She raises an eye brow.
"..The demon." He snaps trying to hide how he flinched. "Don't you want her alive? What if that ass hole shows up?"
"I got everything under control." She smirks. " It's sad you doubt me."
Ragnarok doesn't say anything.
"I will see you later." Her eyes narrow. "Don't tell Crona about this."
With that she's gone.
Ragnaork growls and punches the wall.
One of her fucking missions..
The last one he..
No.
He won't think about that.
He doesn't think.
He just acts but..
That girl is changing everything.
He tries to not think about her..but it's useless.
He can't get the feel of her lips on his cheek out of his head-
Then it hits him.
..He felt her soft lips..
Did he really feel it? or did he imagine it?
Either way..it's done it's toll on him.
Ragnarok's face tints..and he fucking hates it.
He leans his head against the wall closing his eyes.
But when he does...
She's there..smiling at him.
It wasn't suppose to be like this.
so yeah..i notice that you guys seem to like the idea of ragnaork x maka but I wasn't sure. tell me what you think! I liked writing all of them together :) I wanted to give you a softer chapter..i hope you enjoyed it!
it took me a little longer because well..I've finished like three pargraths of that super long essay and at the same time I had to cut my mom's hair. so that was..yeah..
till next time! oh btw I was listening to "save me" by Nicki Minaj and it goes perfectly with this story!