Maka likes it here.
It's nice.
It's lovely.
It's just..
Perfect.
Maka lays on her back looking up at the starless sky..the grass is tickling her skin and the wind is lightly blowing her hair.
Crona lays beside her, his hand in hers and his other arm hugging hers as he looks up at the sky with those beautiful eyes.
Ragnarok lays on her other side, one arm behind his head but the other is in hers..
He doesn't seem as happy as Crona, that irritated look frozen on his face but he doesn't leave and he doesn't let go of her hand.
All their fingers are intertwined.
The soft wind leaving kisses on their skin..
Maka likes it here..being here with them.
Crona nuzzles his head against hers, giving her hand a slight squeeze.
Ragnarok isn't close but he isn't far.
He holds her hand tightly in his..firmly.
It almost hurts her but that's ok.
Both of these boys have their hold on her..and they're both almost..possessive.
No one speaks.
And they don't have to.
Words would ruin this moment..this moment of just them..
She doesn't want to leave this place.
She feels safe.
She feels affection.
Crona's soft affection..his adoration of her..his possessiveness of her.
Ragnarok's rough..affection? Maybe not affection but it feels nice..
They fit perfectly.
They balance out.
Together they are invincible.
They're so different..she can tell the difference in the two boys just by the way they hold her hand.
Crona's fingers are tight with her's making sure there is no space between his hand and hers..his thumb gently rubs against her hand..he holds it like something valuable..something that means a lot to him.
Ragnarok's grip is almost crushing as if to insert his dominance but..his body is away from her's, and the look on his face would make someone think he's holding her hand against his will.
But she knows better.
Crona starts to touch her face..feeling over her features with such care.
Ragnarok grabs her neck with his other hand as if to choke her..the grip is tight but she can breathe..
In a rough way he is caressing her neck.
Maka's eyes close as she takes in their different feels..their different ways for showing affection.
Crona is always closer, his touches giving her a tingling sensation.
The feeling is to nice..
The soft grass underneath her, the nice wind, these two boys caressing her.
Maka falls asleep.
Everything goes dark.
When she opens her eyes again..everything is different.
She's in the same spot as before but..
The grass isn't soft..it's dead and dry, sticking into her..
There is no wind..just a quietness that is unsettling.
The sky is no longer starless..there in the sky..is three vertical eyes made out of stars.
Maka looks around her.
She's alone.
No Crona.
No Ragnarok.
Maka frowns and stands up, searching the area for the two.
Her body moves with out her thinking..
She starts going deeper into the forest..
She has to find them.
They are all she has left.
The trees curve in towards her as she walks..the only sound coming from the sticks and leaves that crack and crunch under her feet.
Her heart beat is picking up.
This is dangerous.
Something is in here with her..
But she has to find them.
Maka keeps walking deeper into this forest..ignoring the eyes that pop up to watch her.
She stops when her eyes fall on the two boys.
They stand in front of her..both staring at her.
Crona's soft eyes and Ragnarok's hard ones.
They don't say anything..
But they both hold out their hands.
They both look at her expectantly.
Maka doesn't think, she just moves.
She puts her hands in both of the boy's.
At that moment they turn on each other..
Both giving the other boy a deadly glare as their grip on her tightens.
"S-She's mine!" Crona protests as he pulls her a little more his way.
"Fuck off Crona." Ragnarok snaps as he grabs her other arm and yanks.
"N-No! Y-You can't take her from me." Crona gives her another tug.
"Bitch she came to me! I'm not taking shit!" He gives her another yank.
They're playing tug of war..and she's the rope.
They're going to rip her in half.
Both their grips are tight..
They're not letting up.
"Stop!" Maka wheezes out after she heard one of her arm's crack.
They both let go with Crona pouting and Ragnarok looking away gripping his fist.
"Why are you fighting? Aren't you two a part of each other? Why are you acting like this?"
"I-I want you." Crona grabs her hand.
" I want you." Ragnarok growls and grabs her other hand roughly.
"Don't you already have me?" She winces. "What more could you want?"
"I-I want all of you." Crona pouts as he gives her a tugg.
"I want more of you." Ragnarok snarls as he gives her a yank.
Suddenly a large smirk rips out on her face.
"Your both mine." She giggles, her head getting thrown back.
"Both of us?" Crona and Ragnarok let go of her.
"I own you." She turns to face them, that smirk ripping from ear to ear.
Suddenly at her words, both boys fall to the ground, their bodies limp.
Maka giggles as she lifts up her hand..and Crona gets up, his arms hanging limply at his side.
She lifts up her other arm and Ragnarok stands up..but his arms are limp like Crona's.
Maka looks down at her hands..and she realizes she's holding two wooden crosses..
They have lines hooked to them..
Maka follows them.
The lines are stuck in Crona's and Ragnarok's arms.
She moves the crosses ande they look at her.
Both their eyes are dull..their mouths silted down the chin..
They're puppets.
Her puppets.
This snaps her out of her state and she screams as she throws down the crosses.
Crona and Ragnarok fall with them.
Maka grips her hair..her breathing uneven.
They arent' her puppets..
No..this isn't happening.
There's dark chuckling sounding threw the forest.
"What's wrong Maka?" The woman's voice smirks. "You don't like seeing them for what they truly are to you?"
"They aren't puppets!" Maka screams back.
"But they are..they're my puppets..your puppets..our puppets." Her voice gets closer till Maka knows she's standing right behind her.
"No!" Maka whips around her eyes on fire to face that woman.
She's smirking at her.
"Why are you in denial Maka? You don't truly care for these boys. Your only using them to save yourself." The woman chuckles. "From the very beginning you were using them..using Crona to deal with the pain of your mother...now you lean on him for protection. If Crona couldn't protect you..do you think you would have stuck around? No you would have found someone to save you..to protect you."
"That's not true! I'm with Crona because I want to be! Because I care about him! I'm not using him!" Maka snaps, her teeth bared.
"It's not in your nature to care." The woman grunts. "If you truly cared for him you would have let him go..especially after almost killing him but no, you kept him. You don't care about him, you only care for yourself."
"..He didn't want me to leave him.." Maka speaks weakly.
"But if you cared about him you would have. He would have been safe but no. You know you are going to hurt him again yet you keep him close to you. You do not care Maka..you are just like me."
"N-No.." Maka takes a step back, her eyes starting to shake. "It wasn't like that..I just..I couldn't let him go."
"And that's what makes you like me..He's to valuable to just let him go isn't he?" That woman smirks.
"It's not about the value." Maka growls. "It's the fact it's Crona.."
"If you care so much about the boy why do you keep him?"
"..." Maka grinds her teeth and looks away.
"You will hurt that boy again..you got a taste of his blood, there is no going back." The woman's smirk grows as she watches Maka's lips twitch into a smile. "You want to hurt him again..you like doing it don't you?"
"S-Stop.." Maka shakes her head as she takes another step back.
"I will never stop till you fully except who you are.." The woman's voice turns dark. "..I won't let you make the same mistake Kami did."
"Get my mother out of your mouth." Maka's eyes flare. "How the hell do you know so much about her? Who the fuck are you?"
"I'm your new mother Maka.." The smile on this woman's face is sickly as she opens her arms. "Come to me.."
"Your not my mother! Your nothing close, you bitch!" Maka growls, her breathing os heavy. " You could never be her! Just leave me the fuck alone!"
"But Maka.." That sick smile grows into something not human. "I own you."
Maka takes a step back in alarm when the woman pulls out two wooden crosses.
She tries to run but she can't.
Maka's eyes follow the lines..
They're hooked to her.
Maka tries to pull them out..to rip them from her skin but it only hurts her.
They don't come out.
"Why don't you dance for me?" The woman crackles as she moves the crosses making Maka's body move. "It doesn't matter! Your mine now!"
That sick smile coems back.
'Come to me my child." She coos as she pulls the crosses.
Maka's body walks towards her..
She wants to run away.
She struggles with the lines but..
It's no use.
This woman has her.
When Maka is close enough the woman pulls her into a embrace, holding her close as she runs some of her fingers threw her hair.
"I won't lose you like I lost her.." She pulls the cross and Maka's forced to hold her back. "..Your mine now."
The woman crackles madly but Maka can only stand there.
She's trapped.
She's doomed.
Maka sits on the edge of her bed..staring at the door in her room.
Crona hasn't showed up today.
Maka doesn't know the time or anything but she knows he's useally here by now..
Her legs are shaking impatiently..the grip on her sheets tightening.
What if he's not able to see her today?
What if the nurses are being extra careful with him because of her?
What if she's going to be alone all day?
Maka needs Crona now.
He's like her drug, her addiction, her fasciation.
He keeps her calm, makes her smile, and causes all the bad in her life to melt away.
It's gotten worse since their promise..
She can feel herself being clingier to the boy but most of all she can feel how clingy he is to her.
He clutches on to her as if his life depended on it.
Who knows? Maybe it does.
Maka knows if she left him, his fragile heart couldn't take it.
She feels her lips twitch up into that smirk at the thought but she bites them, stopping herself.
See?
She can't be alone..when she's alone she thinks..
Everything bad happens when she's alone.
Maka forces her eyes off the doors to look at her bandaged hand..
It still stings.
And she can't heal it.
Maka had tried to when she got up..thinking her powers had to be back but when she tried to..it just stung really bad and it didn't heal her.
She sighs.
When is she going to get her powers back?
They come in handy..but at least she knows she can't use them to hurt anyone..
For now anyway.
She will hurt again.
She will hurt Crona..
Maka's fingers start to twitch but she takes a deep breath and they stop.
She looks back at the door..a frown coming to her face.
..He's still not here..
She wants to touch him.
To feel his silky skin under her fingertips..to feel his uneven breathing on her face..
Maka's eyes get a far away look to them as she pulls her legs to her chest.
She thinks of those beautiful blue eyes of his..and that emotion they hold in them.
"I-I love you Maka.."
Her breath catches and she tightens the grip on her legs.
..It can't be true.
He can't love her..it's not real..
"I-I still love you.."
Maka's chest hurts thinking about the blood coming out of his mouth..as he spoke these words..how his eyes still shined with adoration for her as she caused him pain..
..How?
How can he just do that?
It doesn't make sense and she's being torn apart.
Half of her is hurt by this..that even after it all he would still say such a thing..when she doesn't love him back..can't love him back.
Then there's another half that is smiling..enjoying the fact that she could do anything to him..and he wouldn't leave.
He would take all the pain..and still smile at her.
Maka can see him now..smiling at her as she's killing him..the poor boy using his last breath to say the fake words..
"I love you."
Then he would die and Maka would be smirking.
Because she's evil.
She can't love..but Crona..
Maka puts a hand to her heart..gripping her gown as her breathing becomes uneven.
But this feeling..
She cares for him doesn't she?
It can't be a one way thing..
No, she cares for Crona..
Right?
She's not just using him for her own pleasure..
No..she isn't.
She cares for Crona..she has to..
This feeling she feels..it's deep inside her..hidden in the darkness of her heart but..
It's nothing sinister..it's genuine..and strong.
Maka lays back, looking at the ceiling..
She wants to explore this feeling..
Maka thinks about her body being on top of his, the warmth of it..the feel of his smooth skin.
She thinks of his chest heaving and the cries of pleasure he gave her..
Maka feels that odd feeling..but it comes with darker ones..
She thinks about his cries of pain..and that smirk finds it way on her face.
See?...
She likes his pain..
That's not something a person likes if you care about another person right?
She's evil but..
She wishes she wasn't.
Maka wishes she could think of Crona..or his smile or his eyes and not get a sick, twisted thought in her head that ruins it.
But this is who she is.
She can never go back.
The door still hasn't opened.
Crona still isn't here.
Maka's eyes get a far away look as her mind starts to leave her.
She doesn't want to be here any longer..
So her mind takes her back to yesterday..
When she was with Crona.
"M-Mm Maka.."Crona stirs during a mid-stroke to his hair, his eyes fluttering open to look at her.
"Your up." Maka smiles down at him as he yawns and sits up.
"W-What happened?" He groans as he rubs an eye..
Maka can't help but to chuckle a little.
His hair is every where from her messing with it..It's sticking up in all different directions.
Crona is so cute with bed head.
"You fell asleep."
She doesn't feel it's a good idea to tell him Ragnarok took control..
She just has a feeling.
"O-Oh I'm sorry Maka! I-I didn't mean to!" His eyes get wide with panic as he starts to tug at his hair making it more a mess.
"It's fine Crona." She leans in kissing his nose causing him to calm down.
She grabs his hands and takes them off his hair as she gives him a kiss on the lips..
His body is tense but as always he melts into her..his lips timidly moving against her own.
She pulls away to look at his hair.
A giggle escapes her lips.
"W-What?" Crona pouts when she puts a hand over her mouth and shakes her head.
"Your hair..it's every where." She giggles as she pulls him closer.
She starts to run her fingers threw his hair trying to fix it.
"O-Oh.." Crona blushes darkly when she pushes his face close to her chest so she can get to the top of his head. " Y-Yeah it always gets bad in the mornings.."
"I'll say." Maka chuckles as she pushes down another lock of hair. "They should make you the model for bed head Crona."
"G-Gah my h-head isn't a bed Maka! I-If it was people would lay on my face and they might be to heavy and crush me! o-or they might stink! I-I couldn't deal with being stuck under a smelly person Maka!" Crona starts tugging his hair in distress.
"Well what if your head was only my bed?" She smirks when he stops tugging his hair, his face falling a moment as he looks at her.
"Y-You want to sleep on my face?"
"Maybe I do, your head is like a fluffy cloud."
"G-Gah! Stop calling m-my head things! M-My head being like a cloud? That's scary Maka! I-It would fly away and t-then I wouldn't have a head!" He grabs his face as if to hold his head there.
Maka can't help but to smirk at the boy as he's eyes shake with panic.
Should she comfort him?
Or should she add to it?
Maka can't help but to blush watching the boy freak out about his head..
He's to cute.
"It's a figure of speech Crona." She chuckles when he groans. "It means you have soft hair..and bed head really means you have messy hair."
"O-Oh..ok that's not as bad as..my head being a bed." Crona puts a hand to his heart and takes a deep breath.
"Now come back here and let me fix your hair." She chuckles when he blushes but he listens.
Maka starts to comb threw it with her fingers..
It's really choppy..with long pieces of hair in random spots.
"Crona who cuts your hair?" Maka grunts as she pulls the hair seeing how uneven it is.
"N-No one!" He squeaks and starts to tug his hair but Maka gives him a slight slap on the hand and he stops. "I-I'm not letting the nurses get anywhere close to me with scissors! T-They could be having a bad day..o-or maybe they won't be paying attention and they will miss my hair and c-cut my head off!"
"You have a over active imagination, you know that?" Maka chuckles softly as she keeps running her hands threw his hair. "Some one had to cut it..hair doesn't grow uneven like this."
"..." Crona tenses and grips his arm hard with the other.
"Crona-
"I-I cut it.." He mumbles and Maka can see his cheeks getting red even though he's trying to hide it. "W-When I was younger.."
"Oh, don't feel bad." Maka smiles at him reassuringly. "When I was a little girl I shaved my head bald..Spirit, when he was younger, had a buzz cut but started growing it out after a turned five..so I got a hold of his clippers and went to work..I really fucked myself up." She chuckles remembering the pictures.
It was horrible.
"W-Why did you cut your hair Maka?" She can hear the frown in his voice, his body is getting tense.
"..I guess because I saw Spirit do it." She mumbles. "Back then I was alright with him I guess and..I wanted to be like him."
"..Y-You wanted to be a boy?" Crona's grip is dangerously tight on his arm now.
"No, I just wanted to be like him."
Silence.
"..Why did you cut your hair Crona?"
The question causes him to exhale breath as if he was holding it..waiting for this question.
He's starting to tremble as he bows his head.
"..W-Will you laugh at me?" His voice is shaky.
"Of course not Crona." She speaks firmly putting a hand on his shoulder. "Why did you cut it?"
"..W-When I was younger..m-my hair was really long.." His voice is husky..his grip tightening on his arm. "E-Everyone thought I-I was a..g-girl.." He says the last word in a breathless voice. "I-I couldn't handle it anymore...I-I didn't want.."
He bows his head, he's breathing so hard.
"..You cut your hair because you didn't want people thinking you were a girl any more." She speaks the words softly when he tenses. "You wanted to feel like a boy for once..wanted to be you.."
Crona can only nod..his body shaking so bad.
"I-I didn't know what I was doing..I-I just took a knife and..h-hacked at my hair.." A odd laugh comes from his lips. "I-I was angry then I think..but I can't remember all to well..I just hated my hair..hated that dress..I hated most of all it was it was all fake." His lips go in a tight line, his eyes not able to be seen. "So I hacked and hacked..but I wasn't thinking. I just wanted it to stop..wanted it to end but cutting my hair didn't change anything.."
He does that weird laugh again.
"M-Medusa was so mad..b-but she didn't punish me..no.." His body is shaking so bad. "S-She left me for weeks..w-wouldn't speak with me.." His head slowly starts to lift up..his blue eyes are shaking so bad. "..E-Even after I cut my hair..p-people still thought I was a girl though..i-it didn't change anything." He goes up to touch his hair..a hiccup sound coming from his throat. "Even when I came here..and grew up..all the nurses thought I was a g-girl..o-only Stein knew what I was because h-he examine me.."
He starts to tug at his hair, roughly.
" I didn't have to examine you to know you were a boy." She speaks the words softly as she grabs his hands making him stop. "I knew Crona..and I understand why you cut your hair..why you would be so angry." She puts a hand on his heart..a anger burning her own heart. "..That bitch made you dress like a girl..made you feel bad for being a boy..made you wish you were a girl..but your beautiful Crona. She had no right to do that. There is nothing wrong with being a boy.." She looks up at the boy who is staring at her with wide eyes..there filled with awe. "I'm happy with who you are Crona, you are a boy and your my boy."
"M-Maka.." He speaks her name as if it was a saving grace..his eyes getting watery as he clings to her, burying his head into her shoulder. "T-Thank you..t-thank you.."
He just repeats those two words..his grip tight on her, his body shaking.
Maka rubs his hair gently, whispering reassuring words into his head.
Crona pulls away after awhile only to frown when he sees his hair close to his shoulder.
"..I-It's gotten longer hasn't it?" He pouts, grabbing his hair.
"Yeah." Maka grabs his hair on both side making two side pony tails. She can't help to smile.
"..D-Does it make me look like a girl?" He mumbles his eyes looking at her then to the ground.
"No, it makes you look cute." She kisses his forehead causing him to blush. " I like how long it is..I can play with it."
"Y-You play with girl's hair, not boy's.." His eyes flash with something.
"I don't think it matters." Maka grabs his hair and looks him in the eyes. "..Does it bother you it's long?"
Crona bows his head and nods.
"..Would you trust me with scissors?" Maka tilts her head.
"..Y-You would cut my hair?" He looks up at her with hopeful eyes.
"If you really wanted me to." Maka smiles. "We just need to find some scissors..but that will be kinda hard."
"Y-Yeah..maybe when we get out of here.." He tugs at his hair at the idea..
He seems happy with the thought of her cutting his hair for some reason.
His lips are tugging in a wobbly smile.
"Y-Your going to cut my hair.." He speaks the words breathlessly..like it's the most amazing thing ever.
"Yup..but you know Crona.." She leans close, her breath on his lips. "Even if you let your hair grow till it touches the floor..it wouldn't change anything." She smiles. "Your still Crona, you would still be a boy. No matter the lengh of your hair, or what your wearing..you will always be Crona..you will always be mine."
Crona's face gets so dark..his breath catching as he looks at her with those eyes.
Then he kisses her.
And it's powerful.
He wraps his arms around her and licks her bottom lip for entrance.
Maka can't help but to feel proud at how bold he's gotten as she opens her mouth for him, allowing his small tongue to brush against hers.
He holds her like she's a prize..
Clings to her like if he didn't she would be gone.
He needs her.
And she needs him.
Crona pulls away from her, the boy panting as he looks her in the eyes.
All she sees is that adoration.
"I-I love you.."
Maka frowns.
Crona smiles sadly as he pulls away.
"I k-know.." He looks down.
Then they're silent.
And Maka doesn't like it but..
She doesn't know what to say.
"S-So.." Crona takes a deep breath as he looks back at her. "I-I had a weird dream when I was asleep.."
'Really?" Maka raises an eye brow and gets closer, happy he's speaking.
"Y-Yeah it was.." He blushes and looks away. "N-Never mind I shouldn't have brought it up.."
"No tell me." Maka grabs his hand and gives it a squeeze.
"P-Promise you won't laugh?" He blushes as he shifts under her gaze.
"I won't laugh." She raises an eye brow at the skeptical look he gives her. "Hey, did I laugh at this?"
She grabs his hair and that skeptical look falls.
"R-Right.." He takes a deep breath as he shifts. "W-Well I think I had a dream that..I-I was a alien."
"A alien?" She raises an eye brow.
"W-Well I just guess I was one b-because my skin w-was all green! L-Like..l-like that one vegetables o-on TV! Y-You know the one that scary guy eats and then h-huge muscles pop out of nowhere!" His eyes are getting wide as he speaks.
"..You mean spinach?" Maka suppress that smile that wants to form on her lips.
"T-That's it!" Crona points at her excitedly.
"What do I win?"
"H-Huh?"
"Nothing keep going."
"W-Well ok so my skin looked like spinach.." His nose wrinkles up. "Y-You know I tried it once..b-because I wanted big muscles like that guy..a-and when I ate it, it just t-taste so bad! a-and when I went to lift up this tree..i-it didn't work." He frowns deeply at this.
Maka bites her lip..she's about to crack a smile but she wants him to keep going.
"Ok, your skin looked like nasty spinach.."
"Y-Yes! ok..s-so I-I was flying in the sky looking down on earth.."
"How were you flying? On a space ship?"
"N-No..I was flying on a duck."
Maka blinks.
"What?"
"Y-Yeah it was a huge duck..a-and it was scary.." He trembles at the thought. "I-I think it wanted to eat me! b-because I looked like spinach!"
"I thought it was just the color of your skin?"
"T-That doesn't matter! I-I knew it was after me!" He looks so serious about this..
Maka puts a hand over her mouth to hide the smile that cracked on her face.
"S-So I did the only thing I knew to do.." He takes a deep breath..a dramic pause.. "I-I jumped off the duck."
"Oh?" Maka tries to hide the slight sneaker. " But wasnt' it high in the air?"
"Y-Yes! I-I thought I was going to die! b-but then.." Crona's face gets really dark.
"Then what?"
"..W-Well you..y-you were at the ground and y-you.." He blushes. "c-catched me.."
"Woot, i'm the hero." She grins.
"B-But then something horrible happened!" Crona tugs at his hair. "T-The duck turned on us! a-and we had to run for are lives!"
"Aw come on Crona, i'm sure me and you could handle a duck." She chuckles.
"N-No!.." He shakes his head. "I-it was so big and scary Maka...y-you don't even know.." He looks at her so seriously.
She can't help it.
Maka cracks up.
And it's loud because she's been holding it in all this time.
"H-Hey you said you wouldn't laugh!" He pouts, his cheeks tinting.
"I-I'm sorry I just.." Maka keeps laughing. "Y-Your face..you were so serious.."
"I-it was serious Maka!" He protests..
This only makes her laugh harder..
"Oh my god my gut.." She holds her stomach, laughs still leaving her throat.
"Y-You wouldnt' be laughing if you saw the duck M-Maka.." He crosses his arms and looks away with that pout frozen on his face. " I-It was so big! I-it's quack sounded like thunder!"
"I'm sure Crona.." She covers her mouth but she can't stop her laughing.
"Y-Your a jerk." His face gets darker. "T-That's the last time I tell you my dreams!"
"No! n-no.." She takes deep breaths to calm down. "I like hearing your dreams Crona."
"W-Well I-I don't want you to keep laughing at me." He huffs.
"Aw come on Crona." She leans in to kiss him but he moves his face away.
"o-oh no, y-your not getting this.." He flips his hair.
Maka stares at him.
He did not just..
But he did.
Maka couldn't help it..a picture of Crona sticking out his hip as he snaps his fingers like a diva flashed threw her head.
She cracks up.
She cracks up so much she snorts.
"W-What the hell was that Crona!" She wheezes out.
"W-What?" He tenses, his blush darkening. "I-I can be a tease too"
"N-No..i'm talking about that little hair flip you did.."
"O-Oh." He blushes darkly. "I-I thought It added some-
"Spice?" Maka can't help but to laugh out. "I didn't know you were so sassy Crona!"
"I-it's not sassy!"
"Your right, totally not sassy.." Maka does a flip of her hair. "Gosh! What was I thinking?"
"Q-Quit it." He blushes darkly and when she laughs he gives her a slight shove.
"Aw come on I liked it." She smirks as she gets closer to him. "Flip your hair for me again..sass me Crona."
"Y-You really like it?"
"Hell yes, it's adorable."
Crona bows his head.
"Please give me some sass-
"A-Aint no one got time for that." He looks up and flips his hair, his face so serious "H-Honey."
Maka stares at him.
That was just...
So fucking cute.
"Stop being so damn cute!" Maka roars as she tackles him, pinning the boy underneath her..
A smirk comes to her face.
"M-Maka?" His eyes get wide.
She doesn't answer him as she starts to move her fingers over his sides.
Crona jerks underneath her, the sudden tickling causing him to snort into laughter.
"M-Maka..hahaa..P-Please.." He wheezes.
"Please more? Well ok." Her smirk grows as she moves her hands over his sides more.
"I'm going to..hahaha..die!" Crona laughs, tears welling up in his eyes.
Suddenly he gets up, fliping them over so he's on top of her.
Maka's eyes widen a little at this as she looks up at the boy on top of her.
Crona's eyes are light up in victory but as his eyes take in what he did, he squeaks and tries to get off her.
Maka grabs him, stopping the boy.
"Where you think your going cutie?" She smirks at how red his face is. "I think I like you on top better."
"I-I!" He looks down at her with those huge eyes..his face is a tomato.
"What do you think Crona?" She leans up with a prevent smile on her face. "You like this or..do you like me dominating over you?"
She doesn't let him answer as she flips them back over so she's on top of him.
"I think you like me being in control." She whispers against his lips causing him to shirver. "Don't you?"
Crona gulps as she rubs his cheek.
"I-I-" He can't speak right, his mouth opening and closing.
"Where's your sass now?" She teases as she bites his lip.
"I-I can't sass you when i'm down here!" He protests, his blush so dark.
"Well then change that." She smirks.
"N-No.." He blushes and looks away.
"Aw come on Crona, you got sass..and you definably got some ass."
Crona looks at her and glares but it looks like a pout.
Maka chuckles, she couldn't help it.
"D-Don't talk about it!"
"But I like your ass."
"S-Still..." His blush is so dark.
"Would you ever bend it over for me?"
"W-What?!" He squeaks.
"Maybe you could give me a dance." Maka hums enjoying the effect it's having on the boy.
"I-I can't dance Maka!"
"Come on i'll teach you." Maka gets off of him and smiles, as she offers a hand to him.
Crona looks at her a moment but takes her hand.
"Ok follow me." Maka puts her hands on her hips.
She doesn't know what the fuck she's doing but she just wants to see Crona do some of this stuff.
Timidly he puts his hands on his hips.
"Alright now move your hips." Maka starts to sway, trying to demonstrate.
Crona blushes watching her but he follows her movements almost easily
"Ok, I seen this one in the movies." Maka gets on the floor and does a spin like you would for a break dance but..
Little does she know how retarded she looks.
"I-I can't do that Maka!" Crona looks at her with awe all the same.
"Well keep moving your hips, i'll do this!" Maka tries to do a head stand.
She gets her legs up only for her to do a flip.
It ends up twisting her neck as her head is left on the floor and her butt in the air.
Maka groans but a fire burns her eyes as she tries again, lifting her legs up.
The girl's eyes fall on Ragnarok who is standing in front of her upside down till she does another flip, hurting her neck again.
"..What the fuck are you doing?" The raven haired boy looks at her then at Crona who was moving his hips till the other boy showed up. "What kind of fucking drugs are you on?"
"We were dancing." Maka grunts as she stands up.
"That wasn't fucking dancing." Ragnarok snaps. "I've seen people with no legs dance better then that shit."
"Your just jealous of our skills."
"Y-Yeah Ragnarok."
"Shut the hell up Crona, you were doing some gay dance over there, the only skills I saw were of being a faggot."
"Fuck you." Both Crona and Maka give him the middle finger which he returns.
"Seriously It would be so much better if you two were on drugs because then you would have a fucking excuse for that shit."
"We don't need drugs to dance that awesome."
"Bitch you need something."
Maka glares at him, and he glares back.
But soon a smile cracks out on her lips and she chuckles.
Ragnarok's face falls but he looks away and glares.
"Come on Crona it's time to go."
"J-Just a few more mintures?"
"No, we're already fucking pushing it, I got to get you in the room before that asshole starts making his rounds."
"Ain't no body got time for that." Maka and Crona flip their hair.
"..What the fuck?" Ragnarok looks between the two. "Seriously tell me your on some kind of drug, or at least your high or some shit."
"We're high alright.." Maka cracks a grin at the corny joke. "High on life!"
"..Oh fucking hell." Ragnarok groans as Crona chuckles. "I need fucking something after this shit."
"My joke wasn't that bad." She giggles.
"Like hell it wasn't!" He snaps but when he looks at her he gets this odd expression as he watches her laugh.
"S-So..a-are we going?" Crona raises an eye brow at seeing the other boy stare at Maka.
"Yeah.." He snaps out of whatever and that glare returns. "Lets go."
He turns and opens the door.
"O-Okay.." Crona looks away from him to give Maka a smile. "I'll see you tomorrow Maka.."
"Alright." Maka stops chuckling as the boy gives her a peck.
Ragnarok doesn't look at them.
"Bye Crona." Maka smiles at the boy.
"B-Bye Maka." He smiles back as he walks over towards Ragnarok.
When Crona walks threw the door, Ragnarok looks back at Maka.
"See ya Ragnarok." She gives him a smirk and waves.
The boy gets a odd look to his eyes but then..
His eyes become on fire, his face falling to a scowl.
He walks out and slams the door behind him.
Maka's left standing there with her eye brow quirked.
Maka blinks as her mind returns to her.
She wipes the drool that is coming from her mouth.
Maka looks at the door hoping Crona is here now but..
The door is still closed and no one is here.
She sighs as she gets up and winces when she feels the stain in her neck.
It still hurts from her...awesome dancing.
Maka wonders if Crona knows how to massage..he probably doesn't..she will have to teach him.
She cracks her neck.
Those piercing blue eyes flash threw her head.
..What the fuck did she do to get him so mad?
She hasn't done anything but lately he's been getting pissed for any little thing she says or does.
Maybe he's still pissed about her kissing his cheek.
But really she didn't think it was that big of a deal.
It just came to her..
To her she was still kissing Crona..it's Crona's body.
He didn't like it though..
Maybe Ragnarok doesn't like her because he wants Crona all to himself.
Maka can't help but to chuckle at the thought.
Ragnarok having a sercert love for Crona.. now that would be funny.
She can see it now..Crona would past out on the spot out of fear and Ragnarok would probably be ready to beat the shit out of everyone for his sercet being exposed.
Even though the idea made her laugh she knows it's not the reason why Ragnarok's acting the way he is..
Maka shrugs.
Whatever.
Maka sighs when her eyes fall to the door again.
..Is Crona really not coming?
There's a bump from the corner..
Her senses prick up.
The demon is coming..
Shit..
This isn't good.
Maka looks down at her fingers, trying to move them to see if her power is back but..
It stings so Maka has to stop.
The room is getting dense..it's getting dark.
Maka pulls her knees to her chest and hides her head in them.
She thinks of Crona's smile..of his lips..of his touch..
Maka can feel those three eyes on her.
A grin rips out onto her face.
"He's coming." That voice sneers.
Maka leans her head back and laughs.
The door opens.
Her laughter dies on her lips.
Maka sits in that black chair..her head bowed.
She isn't alone.
They're all staring at her..with those cold eyes.
They're looking at her like she's an animal.
And really maybe she is..
Stein sits in front of her..she can feel his glare.
His eyes are sharper..taking in everything.
Calculating, evaluating her.
She won't look at him.
Not because she's afraid or ashamed but..
If she looks at him it will be hard for her to stop herself from ripping open all those stiches.
She hates him.
Her fingers twitch causing her to wince.
She can't kill him.
Not yet.
But she will.
"Maka." Stein speaks slowly, she knows he has a needle ready if she were to try anything. "You have to talk to me. What happen Saturday? Why did you butcher those nurses?"
"Would it satisfy you if I said because I wanted to hear them scream?" A smirk rips out on her face.
The nurses start to shift, talking amongst themselves.
"..You weren't this sick in the head." Stein's voice is hard. "What happened to make you snap?"
"They were glaring at me..talking about my mother.." She starts to giggle. "I believe one even called her a crazy bitch! Well I showed them what a real crazy bitch is!"
She rocks back and forth, her smile is to big.
"Now they can say sorry to my mother..I sent them where she is."
"What you did was wrong Maka don't you feel any remorse? Any regret?"
"Nope, I only feel fucking joy!" She throws her head back and laughs. "Did you know intestines feel like under cooked pasta?"
A nurse with a weak stomach holds a hand over her mouth, holding back throw up.
"You have gotten so much worse in a matter of a day.." Stein stares at the giggling girl. "There had to be a trigger..we can't help you unless you talk to us Maka."
"There is no help for me!" She digs her nails into the chair. "It can never go back!"
"Maka-
"I want to kill you!" She finally looks up to grin at the man..her eyes shaking. "I want to kill all of you!"
All the nurses tense and some look to the door.
"No you don't." Stein doesn't even blink. "This isn't you Maka, your just very sick...I can help you if you open up and tell me about what happened."
"You want to know what happened ?! Ok then..i'll tell you.." She leans back in her chair, that grin never leaving her face. " I turned into a witch! That's what happen! I found my self! i'm evil! Then I killed them, I ripped them a part limb from limb."
"Maka you know this isn't true. There is no such thing as witches. This is all in your head." His glasses glare.
"Your so fucking stupid! You said you could help me if I told you what happened! but your not fucking helping me!" She's screaming now into fits of giggles. "No one can help me!..and no one can save you .." Her eyes narrow. "I will kill you."
"You have to calm down Maka." Stein doesn't blink. "If you don't I will have to sedate you."
"That reminds me.." She chuckles darkly. "How did you like that needle in your arm?"
Maka catches the slight grip of his fist.
He didn't like that.
Maka's grin grows.
"Didn't feel to good did it?"
"Maka.." He takes a deep breath. "..What has happen to you?"
"II told you!..I fucking told you.." Her voice gets softer till her giggling stops.
She leans back and stares up at the ceiling blankly.
"Maka?"
She doesn't respond.
"..You looked at my mother..just as your looking at me.." Maka's voice is quiet..her eyes not blinking. " You stare at me like you would a animal in a cage..but with more hate..more disgust.."
She lifts her head to lock eyes with Stein.
"Do you think i'm a animal?"
"No-
"But I ripped those people apart..I tasted their blood." Her eyes don't blink. "Doesn't that sound like a animal to you?"
"It sounds like a very sick person to me Maka."
"So you think i'm sick?" She looks back up at the ceiling. "You think what I have can be cured?"
"Everything can be cured." Stein takes a deep breath. "It's just the matter of finding the cure."
"..Finding the cure?" Maka looks at him..and she blinks. "You really believe I can be fixed?"
"Of course, I have faith in all my patients." His eyes lock on hers. "I know you think of me as a cruel man but i'm only doing my job. What I do, I do to help you."
"..You just don't understand."
"Then make me understand."
"..I can't." She shakes her head.
"Lets talk about something else." Stein flips his note book. "..How has your relationship with Crona been?"
"..Really good." She sighs, the boy's name calming her down.
"What about with Ragnarok?"
"..What?" She opens her eyes to give him a odd look.
"He seems to protect you so I just figured you two have some sort of connection? Maybe even a friendship?"
Those piercing blue eyes flash threw her head when he glared at her.
Maka frowns.
"..I don't know what connection we have.." Her eyes shift as she thinks. "..Really the only thing that connects us is Crona."
"I see..and how have Crona's and Ragnarok's relationship been?"
"..What do you mean?" She raises an eye brow.
"Crona seems to be concerned about him." Stein hums. "I have been getting him to talk to me since you have been here.. He seems to think.."
Maka looks up and her breath hitches.
The demon stands behind the man..that large grin on his face.
Maka can't hear stein's words anymore even though she sees his mouth moving.
All she sees is the demon..
It's scarves twitch as it slowly walks from around Stein towards her..it's grin ripping it's face.
"It's your time Maka..there's no escaping now..that boy isn't here to protect you..your mine." It keeps walking closer.
"No i'm not your's!" She screams, her eyes shaking as she wills for her power..to some how stop this thing.
She yelps when she feels her hand sting.
"It's useless.." The demon stops before her. "..Now it's time for you to see my face..the face of your master..of the king of madness."
He grabs the mask on his face..and starts to pull it off.
Maka screams as she gets off the bed and runs..
Only to be grabbed my Stein..a hole bunch of nurses are holding her down.
"Let me go! let me go! he's going to get me!" Maka screams, trashing in their holds.
The demon slowly turns towards her..
That smirk ripping his face.
"Let go let go let go!" She kicks a nurse in the face only to feel a needle pierce her skin.
Maka cries out as her vision gets blurry..
The demon reaches to touch her..
But when his fingers are a intch from her face..
Something shocks his hand and he recoils back.
"..So she's on your side?" The demon grumbles.
Everything goes black.
Maka is sinking in darkness.
She feels nothing.
But she knows she's drowning.
She's drowning in the darkness.
She's to weak to call for help.
To weak to fight it.
She's going to die here..
Alone in the darkness.
"M-Maka!" She hears his voice calling for her..
She doesn't respond..she can't.
"Hey bitch, get the fuck up!" She hears that other boy snap at her..
But she doesn't listen.
"..W-We're coming to get you.."
Maka can't speak.
Soon she feels a soft hand grab hers.
Then she feels someone else grab her other hand roughly.
"Y-You're going to be ok." He pulls her up.
"What the hell is wrong with you? Making me do this shit!" The other boy growls but he yanks her up all the same.
They're both pulling her up towards the light..
Together.
One boy is speaking reassuring words, well the other barks commands.
But they're both having the same effect.
They're saving her.
Together they are saving her from the darkness.
"..You can't die on us." Both boys say this.
Maka's eyes finally open as a light consumes all of them.
The light consumes them..together.
Maka eyes flutter open.
Everything hurts.
Her vision is blurry but..
She hears yelling..
"He got out again!"
"How?! where did he go?"
"I don't know!"
Maka groans as she sits up holding her head..
It hurts so fucking bad..
What the hell happened?
"So..your finally up.."
Maka tenses at the voice..her eyes getting wide as she wipes her head in the direction it came from.
Justin stands by her window..looking out of it..not looking at her..
He holds a cross close to his chest..his blue eyes soulless.
Maka is to shocked to say anything.
"Things have been quite troublesome for you haven't they?" His voice is odd.. "It seems my prayers for you will not be answered.."
Maka can't find her voice..
He seems different.
"He wants you.." Justin tightens his grip on his cross. "He wants you so much.."
"..What the fuck are you doing in here?" It took her a while but she finally found her voice.
Surprisingly Justin doesn't look at her, he doesn't scoff.
He just stares out the window.
"I think deep down your a good girl." He doesn't blink now. "Just like i'm a good boy but..me and you have been played the wrong cards..and now we're here.."
Maka just raises an eye brow.
"..I wasn't always like this." His voice is to soft..to fragile. "Do you know what my dream was?"
Maka doesn't respond.
"I wanted to be a priest.." His grip tightens on his cross. "I wanted to serve the lord..give him my life for what he has blessed me with."
He slowly turns towards her, his eyes still soulless.
"But I sinned." His face scrunches up to a grimace. "And because of that..i'm like this..stuck here..I have been abandoned just like you have been abandoned."
He takes a step closer.
"We both have been abandoned by god..for we have sinned. You are a creature of the night and I'm.." He stops and shakes his head. "I don't know what I am."
"I don't know what the fuck you are either.." Maka frowns. "..How the hell did you get in here?"
"God abandoned me.." Justin's eyes suddenly flash as he grips the cross so tight it pierces his skin..his blood starts to drip from it. "..I was made to worship..and if he doesn't want me..I know someone who would.."
"Okay.." Maka eyes him wryly as he walks over to the wall.
"He fucking abandoned me!" Justin hits his head against the wall..he keeps doing it till his head cracks.
He pants..
Then he goes quiet.
"..But that's ok.." He slowly turns to face her..a wild grin on his lips, his blood falling down his face. " I'm Asura's now."
Maka had gotten up when he started hitting his head against the wall and moved away.
"You have been causing my god trouble..he just wants to eat you but you keep fighting him.." Justin is laughing loudly now, those eyes of his shaking. "Why do you fight madness?! In the end it consumes us all! Don't fight it! Embrace the madness witch!"
"..You fucking worship the demon?" Her eyes shake as his smirk grows.
"All hail Asura!" He throws his head back as he hits the cross against the wall, breaking it in half. It now has a pointed end. "..Now.." He smirks. "I'm going to offer you up to him."
Justin runs towards her, that crazy grin on his face, his cross out and ready to stab her.
Maka's eyes narrow as she lifts up her hands..willing for her power to stop him.
"Fucking hell!" Maka cries out in pain when that stinging comes back.
"Your dead witch!" He jabs the cross at her, Maka moves out of the way but it catches her cheek, causing it to bleed as she runs behind him and goes to punch him..
He turns and grabs her hand..her hurt hand.
"You have no powers." He chuckles darkly as he tightens his grip on her hand..Maka having to hold back a cry of pain. "I will send you to hell where you belong..in the name of Asura."
"Get off me you crazy mother fucker!" Maka screams as she punches him in the face getting him to let her go.
She falls on her butt in front of him.
He stabs down with the cross but Maka moves before it impales her.
"You will die..your blood with stain these floors." Justin laughs madly. "It will please him! He will be so pleased with me!"
"So much for being all high and mighty huh?" Maka growls as she jumps back from him. "Your going to hell right with me!"
This causes his smile to fall.
He grips his head and starts to scream, his eyes shaking so bad.
Maka takes a deep breath as she gets some distance between the two.
This isn't good.
He's in here with a weapon and she doesn't have her powers..
And he's fucking insane.
Maka looks around the room..her eyes fall on the other half of the cross.
..Ok..this guy wants to fuck with her..
She grinds her teeth as she grabs the cross off the floor, her eyes on fire.
"You want to fucking play with crosses you sacrilegious bastard?!" She roars as she charges for Justin who is still screaming. "Let's fucking play with crosses!"
Maka stabs it into his shoulder.
Justin stops screaming and grabs her, his eyes burning into hers..
"You will wish you didn't do that.." His eyes narrow as the cross comes out of his shoulder by it's self..
Maka watches in horror as the wound..heals by its self.
"He is on my side.." Justin grins madly at her. "It's over for you."
Maka struggles with him but he's stronger then her..
With out her powers she's helpless.
He grabs her hair and yanks her head back exposing her neck.
"I'll kill you! I'll kill you and make him pleased with me!" Justin laughs madly as he presses the cross to her neck. "..Say good bye witch."
Maka's eyes are wide..sweat dripping down her face.
No..she cant' die here..
Especially not from the hands of this ass hole!
Fucking no!
The door opens.
"Justin what the hell?!" Girko roars as he runs over and tackles the boy off her.
Maka takes a breath when the cross was taken from her neck..
She looks over at the male nurse as he gets punched in the face by Justin.
Girko's eye twtiches and he looks like he's about to hit him back but he stops him self and instead gets a needle out.
"You don't stop me!" Justin roars as he kicks Girko's legs, bring him down.
"Girko!" She cries in alarm as the blonde boy punches him in the nose..
Then it goes quiet.
Justin's laughing stops as he looks at the other man.
His eyes get wide with shock as he drops the cross in his hand.
"Girko.." Justin falls to his knees beside him as he looks at the blood dripping down his face. "..I didn't mean to hurt you..honestly..I just lost myself."
"Your fucking lucky i'm at work, I would fucking break your balls for this." Griko's eye is twitching and he smacks Justin's hand away when he tried to touch his nose. "What the fuck you think your doing?"
"I was goind to try to help.." Justin frowns as he watches Girko stand up.
"Kid, did he hurt you?" He looks over at her.
"..No i'm fine." Maka sighs in relief. "This fucking ass hole almost cut me with a fucking cross though, what the hell?"
"Really Justin what the hell?" Girko turns and snaps at him.
"..You like her?" Justin stands up and brushes his gown off.
"What the hell does that fucking matter? You don't try to kill people." He groans. "Your a fucking piece of work you know that?"
"..Forgive me." The blonde boy frowns deeply.
"No." He grunts as he grabs him by the arm. "We're fucking leaving, stop running from your fucking room. It makes me look bad."
".." Justin doesn't say anything but lets the other man lead him out.
The boy turns to her..and he smirks as he throws the cross by her feet.
"..Have fun with that.." He coos as Girko pulls him out and shuts the door.
Maka looks down at the cross.
..Of. Fucking. Course.
..Something is coming out of the cross..
First it's twisted hand..it's black twisted hand..
Then it's head..
Maka can't help but to scream as she sees this thing..
It's head is nothing but three large vertical eyes..and it's large mouth full of razor sharp teeth.
It's body is that of a dog..but all black..
It's head looks two big for it's body but..
It's a scary sight.
Maka can't even move as she stares at this thing..
Then it smiles at her.
It's teeth taking up it's whole face.
The thing charges for her.
Maka's eyes are shaking..
She wills for her power..to save herself but..
Nothing happens.
She's defenseless.
This thing is going to eat her..
It's mouth is opening..
She sees pieces of flesh stuck in side of it's teeth.
She's going to die.
No one is here to save her now.
The thing is right on her..
Maka does the only thing she can do.
She screams.'
Right when the thing is about to eat her..a black blur knocks the monster away.
The thing yelps as the cross is shatted under the boy's foot causing it to fade away with a scream.
"Ragnarok!" Maka can't help but to cheer at seeing the boy..
He came to her rescue once again.
Her smile falls as she takes him in.
Ragnarok's back is to her..but she can see cuts into his being..there's red marks where his clothes are cut..
He looks really faded.
Something's wrong.
"Ragnarok?" She questions softly.
She waits for him to snap at her.
To tell her to fucking chill or something like he can handle him self but..
He doesn't..
No..
Instead the boy falls back.
His body hitting the floor with a unforgiving thud.
The boy doesn't move.
lol I had to put something with 'ain't no body got time for that' so yeah...
had to leave you guys a hanger, you know me and I'm sorry to say I won't be getting the next chapter out as fast as I usually do because well..it's probably going to be long and I have a lot of crap to do.
now I want to clear something up..i have what I'm probably going to do, but I want to have your opoin.
all for a ragnarok x maka x crona, say 'aye'.
and all against' it say 'nay'.
ok with that out of the way..see ya next time:)