It was so sudden..so unexpected..it all happened so fast..those three words he wanted to hear for so long..those three words that's he's craved, he's dreamed of..They came out of the mouth he adores, the mouth that he dreamed would one day say these words..But he never expected it. He gave up. He wanted to drown, he wanted to get lost in the black sea of madness and forget all about what he's done, and what he's going to do..He wanted to forget about Maka..because her memory would be painful..He would just remember how he failed, how he's the one that will take the brightness from those beautiful eyes of hers..

Crona threw himself into the water. He wanted to drown..When the bullet failed..he still wanted to die. He wanted to sink..but for some reason he floated in the sea..He would think that his sin, that his guilt, would have weighted him down..and like a stone, sink him to the bottom of this dark sea where he can rot..where he can be alone..but miserable for what he's done, or more, what he's failed to do. He didn't want to hear Maka's screams..he didn't want to see what that other boy was going to do to her..He just wanted to disappear, he just wanted to die..

Because he gave up. He lost all will to go on.

There was barely anything left of himself anyway..just a child of who he once was..and even when he was complete..he was pathetic. He was a waste just like his mother said. All he's done is fail..and..of course..he even failed in killing himself..How pathetic is that? Even now..he jumped into this water..but he can't even get himself to sink..and there was a fear inside him that's kept his mouth shut..He wanted to drown..but he was afraid..

Once he heard her first scream..the scream of the girl he loves..the scream of the girl that was about to die by his hands..

He opened his mouth, and toke a huge breath, the black water filling his lungs. It hurt..it hurt a lot, but not as much as the pain in his heart..

Crona failed.

The water filled him..his vision had gone blurry..and soon he was out..soon he knew, he would be gone forever..

But that's ok. He could have dealt with that. Being lost in this sea..never to be found..He wouldn't be a burden to Maka anymore..He wouldn't be a failure..you can't fail if you don't do anything right? His body would just be in this darkness..never to return..He would be alone, like how it was meant to be..He was never meant to have friends..he was never meant to have someone like Maka..No..

His fate was always loneliness..loneliness, failure, paranoia..madness..

He will have no happy ending..People like him..no, demon's like him don't get happy endings. Happy endings are for the princess, and the princes..happy endings are for the good guys..in what fairy tale..have the demons gotten a happy ending?..No, what happened to the wolf in 'Red riding hood?'..he is a animal..he ate her grand mom..but isn't' that what animal's do? He didn't get his happy ending, he was killed..what about the wolf in the three little pigs also?..Pigs are what a wolf eats..yet the wolf was roasted to death for trying to get his meal..He didn't' get his happy ending..he died..These wolfs were only being who they are..doing what their nature told them to do..and what happened to them? Death..

And so will be Crona's fate. No body wants a demon to have a happy ending.

Crona can deal with this ending..he can deal with this as his fate in this story..but he only wanted..to make sure he would take that demon with him..

But Crona can't have a happy ending.

He welcomed death..and was happy when the darkness surrounded him..he was in this state..it wasn't blissful..no..but it's better then being aware..voices spoke in his ear that he didn't understand, and he didnt have to understand them..they didn't matter, just as he doesn't matter..He's never mattered..

That's when his darkness was disturbed..He felt himself being pulled out of it..though he fought desperately to stay back..but no matter what he did..He was yanked from the darkness..his awareness coming back..along with the pain, along with the guilt..

And then to open his eyes..and see her about to kiss him..it's was too much. He stopped her, not worthy of something that even looks like her to kiss him as the black water came from his lungs..he wanted it to go back as soon as he had spit it out..

He thought this little girl was his guilt..was here to torture him, to remind him of how he failed..he really didn't need a reminder..His failure would haunt him for eternity..He would think of it when the flames engulfed him. This girl tried to say she was Maka..tried to give him hope, tried to say sorry..

But he's the one that failed.

She went on..and on..but when he asked her why..she never had a answer. Crona was suffering..with being aware he could feel what he was doing..could feel he was killing Maka..He hated himself..he wanted to disappear..not just disappear..he wanted to burn. He wanted to suffer. He wanted to be locked away, he wanted to be treated for the monster he truly is..

He loves Maka and he was killing her.

Looking at the little girl was to painful..she looked so much like her..like Maka..He couldn't take it..and when she demanded he look at her, he didn't want to..

But after she pleaded..he looked..and then he knew..that this was Maka..

He could never deny her anything.

How can he explain how..horrible he felt?..Not only was he killing her..but now Maka was going to be lost with him..She would spend her last couple of minutes with him..her killer..the boy that failed her..

Soon he felt nothing..He just wanted it all to end..he wouldn't save her..she was going to die..and he was going to kill her..He wanted the sea to engulf him..wanted it all to be over..The little girl's voice became muffled..he wasn't listening to what she was saying..just the roar of the waves..the waves that were calling for him..

That's when she spoke the words, spoke the words that he thought he would never hear..the word's he's dreamt about..

"I-I love you!" These three words broke through the trance he was in..All the mad voices ceasing..as he looked at this girl with wide eyes..looked at Maka with wide eyes..He watched as tears fell down her face..looking like tiny diamonds, sparkling like her eyes..her eyes that hold something that he's wanted to see in her eyes for so, so long..

Crona was dead..life sprang back into him..His little feet moved on their own..He grabbed ahold of her..holding her close..as the large wave crashed over them..

Leading to where he is now.

His mind is swirling..but he grips onto Maka tightly..He closes his eyes as the wave sweeps them away..He knows their going to drown..he knows their going to die..

But..he doesn't feel the water..he feels as if he's moving but..he doesn't feet the thickness of the black water..he just feels like..he's floating..and when he opens his eyes..all he sees is light.

Crona blinks as he looks down at his hands..Maka's gone..he's just floating in his white space now..he doesn't like it, it reminds him too much of his room at the asylum..at how he was alone in that place..where they treated him like a monster..but that's what he is isn't it?

He can't get his breathing in check..Maka's words still ringing through his head-

Crona's breath catches, he blinked..the white space isn't empty anymore..he isn't alone..

That other boy stands before him..He's tall, large..Vines floating around him..the look on his face is blank..There's no expression in those haunting eyes..

Crona feels a deep anger in him and he glares at this boy..hating him for hurting Maka..hating himself for letting him out..The other boy smiles at him..and some how..it's almost..sad? He doesn't say anything..those vines curling into himself as he floats to the side..revealing a door.

This other boy opens his mouth...and says something..but Crona can't hear his words..

The door opens..and light engulfs him..

Love fills his being..love she has for him..and her love leads him home..it's what saved her..

The other boy watches him go..with a blank look in those haunted eyes.

Everything fades away.

Crona groans slightly as his consciousness comes back to him..He was having such a wonderful dream! He never wanted to get up! It's like being comfy with your nice warm blanket..only for it to be yanked from you, and someone to poor cold water on you instead..

Reality is a bucket of cold water. His dreams are where he wishes he could stay..

This dream was really lovely too..Maka said he loved him..told him he was beautiful, even after all the stuff he's done..held him..kissed him..it was too great..just too much..If only it could have been real..but he knows that's not possible-

Crona's eyes open..only to get wide as the first thing he sees is Maka's face right in front of his..her eyes are closed..a peaceful expression on her face..a large smile on her lips..Her bare body pressed against his..He breathes in..and he can't breathe out..

It was..it was real?..Maka really said..Maka really..

His vision goes hazy before he shakes it off..His memories coming back..thinking how he fainted once..he doesn't want to do it again but..His body trembles..this isn't a dream..this is real..Maka's alive..he didn't kill her..He's back..he has control again..and it doesn't hurt..Maka loves him..Maka loves him!

Crona feels his eyes water..he grips her tighter and nuzzles her head..taking in her sweet scent..Her hair is so soft..she's so soft in his grips..She loves him..after all this time..after all that dreaming and praying..He has love..and he has it from the person he wanted it the most from..he's adored..He's considered beautiful..in her eyes..in those green eyes that he loves so much.

He can't even explain..what he's feeling right now..Think of it like this. Let's say some guy breaks into your house..your alone..and he has a gun..he has the gun to your head..a dark glint in his eyes..your sure your going to die..your saying your last words..Only for this guy with the gun..to randomly give you a ice cream cone instead of killing you..and you've wanted this ice cream cone all your life..

Ok, Maybe he isn't good with explaining things..He's not sure he can deal with it but you get the picture don't you?

Crona was ready for death..he was ready to be punished..He was ready to disappear..but instead of that happening..He got love..he got freedom..but why?..Maka should hate him for what's he's done!..but he saw the light in her eyes..

If only you could see..how green her eyes get..when she says she loves him.

How can such a beautiful person love him?..He doesn't' deserve her..but just the fact that he has her love..gets him to squeal like a girl..Gets him to feel all giddy, and tingly..He feels like he could take on the world right now..feels like he could run around the mansion and shout from the top of his lungs that Maka Ablarn loves him..the girl of his dreams loves him..He feels like dancing! singing! doing the hokey pokey! How can he even describe such a feeling?!

He can't..It's too special..it's too powerful..Loving someone is one thing..but to have that love returned..

That is true magic.

There's a part of him that wants to put him down..wants him to doubt Maka loving him..but he can't hear it right now..he's too happy..Crona kisses her forehead lightly..just enjoying her shallow breathing against his face..enjoying her chest moving against his..She's alive and she loves him..

A witch loves..Something he thought was impossible..he also thought it was impossible for someone to love him..but he read once..in this book a long time ago in the asylum..

That anything is possible with love..

And he believes it. Love can still be felt by a witch..it's not limited..His mother..His mother just doesn't love him. He feels a pang of hurt from that..but it's numb, he knew it all a long really..he always knew even if she could love..she would never love him..

But that's ok..he can deal with that..

He has Maka. And she loves him.

Crona feels high..like he's in space..it doesn't register that her and him are naked, pressed together in this ruined place..no..all he sees is her face..all he feels is her heart against his own..all he hears is her breathing and the beating of his own heart..It's like him and her are in their own little world..where no one can hurt them..where their love will stay strong, and all Crona has to do is hold her close to him..hold her forever in his arms..

And he could deal with that.

His eyes are half lidded in his happiness..as he kisses her cheek..and wiggles his nose against hers..She doesn't wake up..she only mumbles and snuggles closer to him..getting Crona to giggle..

It feels like Madness..he feels like he's mad, he's so happy..is it natural to be like this?..To smile so much..to feel so airy..maybe it's not..or maybe it is..Maybe love is it's own form of Madness..it's numbing like it..but love doesn't feel like a trap..it feels free..it feels amazing..Crona keeps giggling..that smile on his face..

He's wayy too happy..but he's not crazy..he' sure of it..

He's just..in bliss..utter bliss..for once in his life..he's not worried..he's not sad..he's not scared..

He's Crona, and he's holding the girl he loves more then anything.

Crona feels invincible..like someone could shoot him and he would still feel like this..,he would still be smiling..but he's not crazy..he swears he isn't. He feels like he's flying..so high..Nothing can hurt him as long as he holds her..he has to bite his lip to stop himself from squealing..

If this feeling is madness..he could deal with that. He could be forever insane..and that would be ok. As long as he has Maka..as long as he has this girl..He can deal with anything. For once in his life he feels powerful..He's never felt so alive..

And just as soon as this feeling came..soon this happy haze is broken, completely shattered..His smile faltering..his eyes getting dilated as they fall on something behind Maka..

It's blood. Red blood. Her blood.

In his happiness..he forgot..he forgot what really went down in this place. Crona takes in the broken walls..the cracked floor..all the red blood that came from this girl he's holding so close now..His body starts to tremble..his bliss warped into deep, deep guilt. He did this. He hurt her..and yet..she loves him? Why?..How?..

A selfish part of him doesn't want to question it..a selfish part of him wants to just forget about what he's done to her..wants to pretend it never happen..lie about it..but it did happen. Crona hurt Maka. He almost killed her. He takes in her body nervously..trying hard to keep his eyes from looking anywhere to inappropriate..He means she's asleep! Wouldn't it be wrong to look at her naked while she's asleep? He doesn't want her waking up and seeing him looking at her like that..What if she decides she doesn't love him? What if she takes it back?!-

Deep breaths. Calm down.

Crona takes a deep breath..but it's shaky..He keeps his eyes away from any part he feels uncomfortable with..just looking at her bare stomach and her wrists..the wounds he caused are gone, she healed herself..He lets out a sigh of relief at seeing her unmarked skin..Now he said he wouldn't look at her..but someone help him that his eyes wondered a bit lower...

His blood turns cold.

There..on the outside of her thigh..is his name. It seems to have been carved into her..normally Maka healing herself would have gotten rid of such a thing..but when Crona lightly brushes his fingers over the 'C'..His fears are correct..

The letter's are black..and when he touched the C..It's hard..All the inside of the letters are hard and black..

Some how..that other boy put black blood into her wound and harden it..giving Maka a tattoo..a tattoo of his name..a reminder of this day.

Crona's hands shake..a whimper escaping his throat at looking at such a thing..Her perfect body, scarred, because of him. His name is on her skin..the name of the boy that did this to her. Crona closes his eyes..willing for the black blood to come out..to turn to liquid and come out..so that this thing can heal..

But the blood doesn't respond to him..because it isn't his blood..it's the blood of that other boy. Crona bites his thumb..and sure enough, red blood wells up.

"I k-know you can hear me..g-get this out of her." Crona's eyes search slowly around the ruins there in for this other boy..

But he doesn't respond.

Crona takes a shaky breath..the more he looks at this in rubble place..the more he feels a guilt grip his heart..the more he feels his stomach turn hallow..

He was high in the sky..but someone shot him down..and he fell hard.

Maka loves him..but at what cost?

He knows the consequences..he just..he never actually thought Maka would love him..just that fact gave him bliss..but the bullet of reality has pierced his heart.

Like he said..demon's don't get happy endings.

Crona feels the tears well up as he lightly brushes his name on her thigh..as he looks at this girl's face..she doesn't know..she doesn't know the horrible thing he has done..And when she does find out..

She'll hate him for sure..this love will turn to hate..but he would deserve it. He doesn't deserve her love..he never did..

His hands are stained red. Why did that gun have to be empty? Why couldn't he have drowned? Now more then ever it hurts..because she loves him..but she doesn't know..oh, she doesn't know..

"It's okay.." Maka's eyes slowly open..she must have heard him sniffling because one hand immediately goes to wiping his tears away..and the other one grabs the hand that's touching her thigh, interlocking their fingers..She gives her a reassuring smle..making his heart soar..and hurt at the same time..

It's not okay. He knows it's not ok.

"M-Maka.." His voice cracks and he hates it..for once he wishes he could be strong..but he can't. He's a mess..and her smile is making him worse. His gaze shifts..Should he tell her?..Should he tell her his dark secret that he's been holding inside?..The dark secret that he's pushed to the side..he's forgotten about it..but never completely..This secret..this sin haunts him..when he's alone..when he's trying to sleep..Can he really tell her?..Would he even be able to get the words out?..Especially now..when she loves him..could he really force the words out..could he really ruin this-

"It's okay you know." Maka's voice gets him to blink..his eyes refocusing on her. She's giving him that smile..it makes his breath catch. "..That wasn't you Crona..and that girl wasn't really me. They are the ones that destroyed this place..the ones that hurt each other..we're both innocent in this..I know you would never hurt me Crona..I know how much you love me..so don't feel bad about what happened yesterday..just forget about it...and as for this.." She brushes the cut on her thigh. "..I think it's kinda cool.." There's a far away look to her eyes as she looks down at the mark on her thigh.. before a soft smile comes to her lips. "..I like it. You are the first boy I loved..and you deserve to have a permanent place on me..besides.." She grins at him. "I always wanted a tattoo..and hell, this one was for free!"

She's trying to joke around..lighten the mood..and some how..when Crona looks at her..it really does seem she's not fazed by his name being in her thigh..that smile still holds..and there's a look in her eyes..a look he knows too well..

His heart skips a beat, his stomach turns hallow.

"Maka I-I really don't d-deserve this-" He begins-

"Don't." she gives him a scolding look that gets him to bite his lip. "What did I tell you? No negativity about yourself."

"B-But-" He tries to protest.

"No buts." Maka shakes her head..before she blinks..and a perverted smile turns her soft lips..getting a shiver to be sent down his body..Suddenly she grabs his ass and he squeaks..he feels his face heat up..and that perverted smile gets all the bigger. "No buts, except for yours Crona~"

"G-Gah!" He twitches in nervousness..his face getting redder at feeling her hand on his bare bottom-

Maka's perverted smile changes to a really happy one..She wraps her arms around Crona..nuzzling her head against his..she's holding him so tightly.. "I missed you so much Crona.." Her voice is airy..His eyes get wide..her voice sending a pleasant humming in his chest..melting away all the bad..He tries to speak..but any words would just get caught in his throat..He holds her tightly back..because it's all he can do. "Never leave me again..You did keep a promise to me you butt hole." She gets that teasing tone to her..Crona lets out a breath he didn't know he was holding.

"I w-will never leave you.." He speaks without thinking. "I'm s-sorry for making you w-worry about me..i'm sorry f-for all of this Maka-"

"Don't be." Maka kisses his head..and he can feel the warmth from it. "This was all my fault. Don't blame yourself for any of it."

"But-"

"What did I say Crona Gorgon?" She gives another scolding look..but Crona can see how tired she still is through those emerald eyes.

"..N-No buts.." Crona sighs in defeat..She beams at him.

"That's what I thought." She giggles before wiggling her nose against his..and despite everything he can't help but to smile..and when she giggles..he laughs with her..it's soft..light..nice..

Maka..Maka doesn't hate him..she's not even mad at him..she has given him not only love but forgiveness..but maybe..just maybe those two things go hand in hand...Crona will think about all he's done..he'll think about everything tonight, when he's alone, when the only thing filling up the darkness is his own thoughts..He knows what he'll think about..he'll know how much it will hurt-

Her laughter suddenly dies down..She stares him right in the eyes with those emerald orbs..her face is unreadable. Crona tenses..not sure what to expect as he begins to tremble against her..maybe she sees now..that he doesn't deserve her love, that he doesn't deserve forgiveness..maybe now she sees that she should have just killed him a long time ago, maybe-

"I love you Crona.." These words are spoken against his lips..those words..oh, those words get every fiber of his being to come alive..to get warm..His face gets so flushed..his eyes wide..from hearing those words from her lips..the girl he's loved for so long, to see that love in her eyes, the love for him..It's too much. He feels like he's going to faint again but before he can she leans in, pressing those soft, pink lips against his..those lips of a angel, his angel. Her arms hold him against her..his bare chest against her own, feeling her smooth skin getting him to whimper into the kiss. Maka's lips move so slowly against his own..and he can't help himself, his lips follow her suit..he hates how timidly he bites her lip..it's a nibble even though he knows..he knows she likes it rough..but that's just not him. He's trying though..he can try to be what she wants. This kiss though..is different..it's not heated..but it's passionate. Her wet tongue slowly rubs against his..it's not like their tongues are fighting..more like they're caressing each other. Crona's body heats up..his heart beat picking up speed..He feels it..he feels it in her kiss..feels it in the way she rubs his cheek..how she holds on to him..

It's love..He knows it is.

He hopes she can feel it too..in the way he holds her close..in the way he draws circles into her shoulders..in the way his body responds to her..how he clings to her..he hopes she feels it too..

Just how much he loves her.

All his worries..all his doubts..some how fade away with her kiss..He knows they'll come back..oh, they'll come back when he's all alone..but right now that doesn't matter. Not at all.

"I l-love you too." Crona pants out when Maka breaks the kiss..his body is slightly twitching..her new feelings still make him feel dizzy..He wouldn't be surprised if this was a dream..a sweat, wonder dream..He really hopes it isn't though.

"This feels so weird." Maka sighs getting Crona to tense. "I mean..this feeling." She adds when she sees the look on his face, giving him a peck on the cheek to calm him down. "It's like..I don't know..it's just werid you know?..Now that I love you..when I look at you..it's like I have to catch everything about you..I have to see you smile..but then again..wasn't I always like that?..Your eyes..it's your eyes Crona.." She seems to be talking to herself..a far away look to her eyes..something he can't read. "..I never..I never got to draw them did I?"

Crona lightly shakes his head..even though he's sure Maka isn't really talking to him..He fidgets with his fingers and his eyes shift when she locks eyes with him.

"..I lost my book a long time ago..you know the one with all my sketches?." Maka's voice is soft..and Crona can almost hear..a hint of pain in it. " I cant remember when I had it last..I also lost my note book..I think..I think I lost it back when I went into the asylum..thinking back Crona..I remember how much you fascinated me..all my thoughts were on you..you were my puzzle..and I was determined to put all the pieces together..but the more I spent time with you..you weren't a puzzle anymore..you were Crona..My Crona..I wanted to make you smile..to take way your pain..to show you how beautiful you were..I wanted to spend all my time with you..I needed you like I do now..Thinking back..maybe this feeling..isn't so new after all..it's familiar..but it's like I hid it deep inside me..never wanting it to come out..and no matter what happened..when I would give myself up for you, when I would fight for you..when I had that fear in my heart for you..it was more then just care..I knew..it had to be..all this time..I knew what love was..but I pushed it aside..I forgot about it..because love can only be forgotten..it can't be destroyed..it can't disappear.." Maka's voice is odd..her eyes keep getting deeper in that far away look.

"M-Maka.." His eyes get wide at her words..his cheeks tinting at how he's speaking of him..but there's a pain in his chest, her words..they're too soft..why does she sound in pain? What's behind those emerald eyes that he can't see? He doesn't want her to be sad..he doesn't want her to be hurt. "I-I-"

"My mother..would have loved you Crona." She grins at him..but those eyes hold that sadness. "She would have welcomed you in our home, made you a meal..She would have found you amusing just as I do..she would approve of you..she would be happy..I wish you could have met her Crona..I know you would have liked her.." Maka smiles sadly before she hugs him..burying her head into his shoulder..

"I-I did.." Those two words are painful..and he can't stop them. He tenses badly...his teeth chattering, waiting for her to ask him what he means..waiting for her to see past his eyes..to see the sin he's done..To see the thing that haunts him at night..the thing he wants to forget about but he can't. He feels like puking..his blood has turned cold..he's trembling against her..oh god..it's over..

"Remember when I would make you stuff?..Like cherry bread?" Maka sighs..and Crona relaxes..she must not have heard him..or maybe she's too deep in her thoughts to have realized what he said. "..I want to make you some again.." She pulls away..and that look of pain is gone..it's hidden in those pools of green. She smiles at him.. "Today! We need to celebrate anyway! I want to show you just how much you mean to me..all this time i've been a bitch to you..but things are going to change right? Now that I love you? We have to party! Lets have a good old day like we use to..play some games, cook, play around. That sounds good doesn't it? We both deserve a break." She grins at him..her eyes getting brighter.

"M-Maka I-I.." He swallows hard..That does sound good..it sounds really good..and he wants to enjoy this, but the pain in his chest won't go away. "I h-have to..t-tell you s-s-something.."

"What is it Crona?" She tilts her head at him..looking him in the eyes with those emerald orbs..a look of curiosity..a look of cornern..it gets his stomach to twist..she's looking at him expectantly..She's waiting for his answer..his unholy answer.

"I-I.." He swallows again..takes a deep breath..trying to gather himself..and.. "You h-have blood on your face.." Crona speaks lamely..his shoulders slumping..he wanted to say his sin..but the words wouldn't come out..instead he said that, something stupid. He's a coward..Why was he blessed with love?..Is this someone's joke? Are they laughing at him?..Crona would be laughing..It's too cruel..why..why does this happen to him?..He just..Why?..He wants to disappear more then ever..but when she smiles at him..her eyes full of love..He doesn't want to disappear..he wants to stay with her..wants to hold her forever..and forget about the world..forget about everything..

Did Crona mention he is a selfish person?

Maka blinks at him..before she reaches out and touches her face..she sees the black blood on her fingers. She looks down at her and Crona's body..though they are healed..they're still covered in each other's blood..she feels her hair is matted with it..She's filthy and so is he. "Well when your right your right.." She grumbles but when she sees how pale his face is..she give him a reassuring smile. "Let's forget this night ever happened ok? That wasn't us..remember that..that boy isn't you, just as that girl isn't me..Why don't we get the hell out of here? This concrete is hurting my ass." Maka grunts as she forces herself up to a sitting position..wincing a little but that's it. She hugs herself and looks around..her eyes fall on the rip to pieces dress Medusa had made her..well good riddance to that. Medusa will have to make her another one-

"I don't think so.." A voice coos in her head, getting her to tense. "Let's not rely on the snake witch..I know you don't want to. Just her name got your blood to boil."

It's true. She fucking hates Medusa..she doesn't even want to be here with her..she wants to end that woman..but..her mother-

"We're pals right?"

Maka frowns..definably not.

"Of course we are! Now i'm going to help you out, I'm just that awesome! Custos can't help you and..well lets just say death is a butt licker-"

"Fuck you."

"Later." She can hear the smirk in his voice. "Now little one. I want you to bite Crona..bite his shoulder hard enough to draw blood. We don't want Medusa having the upper hand any more do we, hmm? It's best you don' take anything from her..you don't take from the enemy do you?"

Maka takes a deep breath..no..you don't take from the enemy..she doesn't want anything from that bitch anyway..She tortured Ragnarok..killed him so horribly..then forced him to relive it..he almost faded away..no..She will make Medusa pay-

"We both want to make her pay..so listen to me. Bite him. It won't hurt the boy, maybe just a prick. But you've hurt him worse anyway! Just do it! I have a present for you little one!" He crackles madly in her head..but he sounds almost...giddy.

Maka's eyes fall on Crona's pale shoulder..She glares and shakes her head. "You-"

"It's okay.." Crona's voice is spoke against her lips..but when she looks into his eyes..he isn't Crona. She knows it's the other boy. "Bite me."

"So I can get black blood in my mouth and die? I don't think so ass hole." Maka growls. "Let Crona go!-"

Before she can finish he grabs a hold of her and slams her head against his shoulder..in alarm..from his forcefulness..She ends up biting down on him..as soon as she does it she pulls away, spitting to make sure she doesn't have any of the blood in her mouth..but she doesn't..there isn't any blood. Confused she looks at this boy..and he's grinning at her. "I hope you like black.." He coos before the bite mark on his shoulder starts gushing black blood..this little wound shouldn't be pouring blood like it is..It's like a fountain..Maka can't even move before she's covered in his blood..the blood covering Crona as well. She keeps her mouth shut tightly..about to use her powers to get the hell out of this before he hardens it-

Just as soon as it had covered her..it retreats. Maka blinks as she watches all the blood go back into that small wound on his shoulder..Crona's eyes are closed..a odd look on his face. Maka blinks more when she takes in what Crona is wearing..the boy that was bare, covered in blood..is no longer like that. Crona is wearing black jeans..with a black t-shirt..they're really tight on him, and on his chest..is those three vertical eyes..those eyes that give her nightmares..It fits his body well..When she reaches out a hand to touch him..She stops when her eyes catch the black glove on her hand now..She looks down at herself and can't help but to gasp..

Her bare body is now clothed..She wears a really tight black vest thing..It has no sleeves, but her shoulders are covered..The vest has a vertical eye shape cut out where her belly button is..so you can see it. She wears black jeans..there skin tight..it looks like she's wearing black leather..the gloves adding a nice touch to it all. She stands up, checking out this new outfit..that's when she sees something in a pool of blood on the floor..

On her jeans, right over her butt, is three vertical eyes.

"Do you like it?" She hears his voice again in her head. "Much more bad ass hmm? I should be a fashion designer! You looks fabulous!" he speaks with a lisp.

"What the hell is this?" Maka speaks out loud..running her hands over the material..frowning slightly at the three eyes on her ass. "And seriously? You take away all the bad assness with putting these fucking eyes on my ass!""

"Aw come on. I think it's a nice touch." He chuckles. "Stop complaining! You should be thanking me! This outfit isn't just for looking fabulous..It promotes anything unholy, and my dear you are very unholy, any spell you speak, is unholy. This will increase your flow of magic..and it's sexy as hell!"

Maka blinks..before she tries it out..She closes her eyes, summoning her powers..and oh yeah..she feels it flow through her so easily..it getting her fingers to twitch and a excitement to come over her. Maka takes a deep breath and stops the flow of magic. "..This is.." Maka opens her eyes. "..Why would you give this to me?"

"Because your mine! Duh I thought that was obvious you silly goose!" He giggles oddly. "I told you! If your nice to him..I'll be nice to you~ this is the start of a beautiful friendship let me tell ya!"

Maka doesn't trust him. She doesn't like that marking to be on her. "Get the three eyes off of me."

"But..but it's my symbol!" he seems upset.

"Off. Now."

"Fine..your such a butt face I swear!" He sighs..and when Maka looks at the pool of blood..the three eyes are gone off her ass. She lets out a sigh of relief.

"M-Maka?" She hears a groan behind her so she turns. Crona is holding his head..his eyes still closed. "What h-happened-" he opens his eyes..only to squeak when he looks at her..when he sees her new..attire, his face catches on fire. "W-What did I-I miss?-" He jumps when he looks down at himself..looks at his new black clothing. "What-"

"We got a change of clothes." Maka grunts as she walks over to him..and holds out her hand.

Crona gets a odd look as he looks at the black material on her..but he takes her hand, Getting himself up. "O-Oh ok.." He still has a odd look in his eyes.

"At least we don't have to walk around the mansion naked now." Maka smirks at how he tenses. "Though I wouldn't mine seeing you naked again."

"M-Maka.." He wines slightly, his face getting too flustered. Maka chuckles and kisses his cheek..smirking at how red he's getting-

"Do I get a thank you?" She hears him huff. " Back in my day a candy bar was a penny..SO SAY THANK YOU!"

"Fuck off." Maka grumbles..not aware she said it out loud.

"W-W-What?" Crona squeaks, looking terrified. "G-Gah! Did I-I make you angry? I-I didn't mean to..i-i'm sorry I-"

Maka cuts him off with a kiss..getting his tense muscles to relax. "..Not talking to you.."

Surprisingly he doesn't ask who She's talking too..he just nods against her head.

She tightens her grip on him..holding this frail feeling boy in her arms..She thinks of everything that's happen since she's met him..she thinks of all the things Medusa has done to her family..

Medusa will pay Crona..She tightens her grip on him..she promises that..

Somewhere in her mind..a boy is smirking ear to ear as Crona and Maka hold hands..

" I could be your death.." His voice speaks slowly in her head. "..or I could be your life."

Crona's and Maka's lips press together..the feeling mutual in their chests.

"It's your choice little one."

"..I think..I think I'm sick.." "This is it...this is what we've been waiting for..this is where all our work comes to..This will cure you..I have it now! I've done it!" "..Please..don't leave me..what ever you do don't leave me!-"

"Fuck!" Ragnarok's eyes shoot open..he sits up,, his piercing blue eyes wide, sweat falling down his face..his sweat is cold..He's fucking cold..Those voices..that dream..What the fuck was that?..Ragnarok was in darkness..but he could hear voices..He recognized one of them..

One of the voices belonged to his mother..but the other voice..

Ragnarok grips his fist, letting out a howl, he punches the wall next to him..leaving a hole in it..He's panting like a bull, his eyes black with hate..That other voice..filled him with rage..filled him with the deepest, and darkest malice he's ever felt..but it also filled him with..a renewed purpose..

Of what he doesn't know..but that voice..it sounds familiar, He knows that fucking voice..and by the way his chest tightens..the way he bares his teeth..He knows he knew him too much..He knows he hates that voice..hates him more then anything..Hates him more then fucking Medusa..

Because he's the cause of Ragnarok's fucked up life..That he knows...This voice..this fucking voice..

Belongs to his father.

He had forgotten what he sounded like..So fucking calm..like nothing ever fucking mattered..He remembers his father's voice..but nothing else..

The sick fuck. The fucking son of a bitch. The hatred inside of him is blazing...His father was his purpose in life when he was alive..All Ragnarok wanted was him dead. He wanted the bastard dead, lifeless, just like mom..Just like fucking mom. He wanted to be the one to choke the last breath out of him, to see fucking fear in those eyes..

He still wants that..oh, he still fucking wants it so much.

"Do you hate me son?" "The experiment was a failure...I know." "This..is interesting..Let's try something else..maybe this serum will work..give me your arm, you know the drill." "You feel dizzy?..Interesting."

Ragnarok lets out another growl, he's trembling in his hate..trembling at this deep rage. He punches the wall..never letting up..even when his knuckles start to bleed, he keeps punching and punching..Cussing, saying things he doesn't even know what the fuck he's saying..He keeps hearing that fucker's voice in his head..oh, how he fucking hates him..If Ragnarok had a choice of killing Medusa or his father..He would pick his old fucking man. That's how much he hates him. He can't explain it..

Hate is a lot like love in that way.

Hate is different for all..but yet in the same way..it's the same..People will say love is different things..just as people will say that hate is different things..

Ragnarok's hate is a black hole..sucking everything out of him..just like in his life..he pushed his best friend aside..he pushed everyone aside..killed people, sold drugs, did anything so that he could kill his father..out of his hate he became a monster..he feels like a fucking monster now. It makes him lose sight of everything..He hates the bastard, fucking hates the bastard!

"I'm sorry." "I'm so close..can you feel it?" "How much pain can you take before you shut down?..I wonder." "My mind has never been right, but she knew that..she always knew." "I had big plans..but they got ruin." "Colors aren't really what's pretty. They are only light reflected..The sun, the energy, is what is truly beautiful."

The more he hears his fucking voice..the harder he hits the wall..he's seeing fucking red..he's losing himself..He isn't thinking clearly..This hate..this hate is threating to swallow him whole. His knuckles are becoming a bloody mess..but he doesn't feel pain. He doesn't feel shit..not with this hate..that's all he feels..the hate and rage-

"Your father is amazing isn't he..?.." "Yes he's mainly in his lab..but that's who he is..that's the man I fell in love with."

And at his mother's voice..The hate loosens it's grip..His hits slow..till he's only resting his bloody knuckles against the wall..panting hard..His piercing eyes refocus..No more..just..no fucking more..He doesn't have time to be thinking about this shit..He has bigger things to worry about..Maka just fucking got him out of the darkness of madness. He doesn't need to-

Ragnarok's eyes get wide in realization and he hwipes around..Looking around his surroundings..looking for her...he's laying in their red bed..he's tucked in. Ragnarok takes in this large room..with the captain Jack Sparrow statue..He's back in their room..But wasn't he in the library?..and where the hell is Maka? Ragnarok tries to think back to what happened..

Medusa being a bitch..making him fucking relive his death..then madness..Then light..and her voice..Her holding him and then-

He takes a in take of breath when his memories flood back to him..of Maka on her back, him hovering over her..Her cries of pleasure, those swollen lips, that lust in her eyes..The feeling of himself inside her..The feeling was faint..like he was some how having sex with clothes on..the feeling was muffled but he fet it..he felt her..Her softness..her flushed, sweaty skin. She looked at him with those eyes..and he fucking lost it..

"Damn.." Ragnaork lays back down..his cheeks tinted slightly at thinking back at it. That was..that was fucking amazing..He hasn't done something like that..for years but this time..this time with Maka..it was different. He's had sex..too many times to fucking count..but with her, it was different. Some how it felt special. Ragnarok didn't show it..but the whole time he was fucking nervous, he could feel his body's heart drumming in his ears..He knew what to do..yet he was nervous, like it was his fucking first time or something..but it wasn't. It was just special..She's special. When he thinks about it..they just fucked on a library floor. Nothing is really Romanic about that, or nice but he's not a Romanic kind of guy. He was sappy enough with her. The place and the sex wasn't anything special..but some how with her, it was. Some how..she was able to save him from Madness, was able to make him forget about all this shit..in that moment it was just him and her. In that moment he felt alive. He doesn't know how the boy he use to be would have felt..if he would have felt the same but Ragnarok felt like he wasn't a ghost..like he was himself..like he wasn't fucking dead. He loves her. He's dead..but he feels the burning in his being..It's trying to engulf him..just like his hate..but this is more pleasant and if not for his pride, he would let it.

Ragnarok feels..happy..but there's a part of him..that feels odd..a feeling turning it..

Because that part of him thinks of Crona.

He won't say he feels..guilty..but he wasn't planning on what he did with Maka..it just happened. Really he's been trying to avoid shit like that just for fucking Crona..He knew how messed up her sleeping with Kid made him..He completely lost himself..Ragnarok didn't know if he could fix what has been done..didn't know if Crona would snap to his senses..but back at the cave..it became painfully clear..

No, he wasn't coming back by himself..

Ragnarok still has no doubt this is somehow Medusa's fault..everything is her fucking fault. Just thinking about her gets his blood to boil..thinking about what she fucking said about Crona- Ragnarok takes a deep breath..lets not fucking think about that. Crona, despite how fucked up he was, seemed to cling to him..in a way. He was acting weird..but Ragnarok could tell Crona needed him..Ragnarok could see that Crona really thought of him as his friend..he was holding on to Ragnarok..,what was left of Crona was clinging on to him..

It reminded him of the times Crona actually needed him. Ragnarok was Crona's guardian first..he hasn't forgotten about that. No matter how fucked up he got in the cave..Ragnarok still protected him, he stopped him from doing things he would regret.

He said he cared for Crona and he meant it. Ragnarok was prepared to never touch Maka again..if it got Crona back..but then the shit with Medusa went down..and after having to live that..fucking hell over and over again..Only for Maka to save him..to give him light..he wasn't thinking about anything but her..He wanted a release from his pain..he wanted her..all his built up feelings just exploded..and he fucked her silly..It wasn't really a fuck though. Some how that sounds wrong..it was more special then that-

God he hates how much she's made him a bitch. He means really? It wasn't a fuck so what was it? Making love? He wants to puke.

Ragnarok sighs before he again realizes something. He's alone in here. No Maka. No Crona..though he knows he put Crona in the other room so he wouldn't hurt Maka-

His eyes get wide and he rips the covers off of him, his concern shinning though to his face..a dread gripping his being.

Shit, Shit , shit! How long has he been out?! Light is pouring from the window..it's day..But..shit where is she? Why can't he feel fucking Crona?

He's about to flip shit, and to holler for the two..So much could have fucking gone wrong while he was out..Shit why the hell did he even sleep? He's fucking dead! He doesn't sleep-

He already knows the answer..he knows this presence..It was Medusa. She did something to him..

That makes his stomach drop in fear..because she did that for a reason..She didn't want him awake..she didn't want him to protect Maka or Crona-

Ragnarok starts to take off running towards the door..about to rip it off it's hinges..about to fucking yell his lungs out for the two..God those ass holes better be ok! He swears to fucking god if they aren't he'll..he'll-

He doesn't want to think if they're not ok...He'll never say this out loud..but they're..they're all he has left..He can't fucking lose them..not now..not when his fucking past is haunting him..he just can't fucking lose them..hasn't he suffered enough? No. Medusa will take every fucking thing away from him.

"Maka! Crona!-" He shouts..and he can hear the desperation in his voice..he hates it..he fucking hates it. It's a weakness..they're his fucking weakness.

Right when he gets to the door..Crona and Maka suddenly appear in front of him. He digs his heel into the ground, so he skids to stop, stopping himself from tackling the two. He feels relief fill his being..They're here, they're ok. "Where the fuck were you two?!" He yells at them..glaring darkly..They scared the shit out of him! He's pissed..but he's not really.. He blinks at their new attire. "..And what the fuck is up with the new clothes? What the hell did I miss?"

Maka and Crona exhange a look..a knowing look..She smiles softly at him..and soon Crona is returning the smile..The smile on Crona's face alone is enough for his brain to pause..that smile it looks like-

"We've just been walking around the mansion..like the new clothes we found?" Maka beams at him.

"Yeah like i'll fucking believe you two dumb ass's were just walking around the mansion and randomly found these Goth clothes-"

"They're not Goth!" Maka gives him her middle finger which he returns. "Your one to talk. Your spirit is wearing all black too."

"Yeah because if you forgot I was fucking busting into a home. Black is the best color to wear when your trying to sneak in places at night and my clothes are baggy. Your clothes look like they're fucking up your asses they're so tight-"

"Well Goths usually don't wear tight clothes." Maka blurts out. "So if we're going by your logic here, that makes you the Goth"

"No it.." Ragnarok blinks before his eye twitches. "Why the fuck are we talking about this? Your trying to get me off track? Where the fuck did you get these emo clothes? Where were you?-"

"There you go again. Stereotyping." Maka makes a 'tsk, tsk' sound, waving her finger.

Ragnarok opens his mouth-

"I d-don't think w-wearing black makes you anything.." Crona speaks nervously, his eyes shifting. "It's j-just a color..r-right?"

Ragnarok whips his head over..staring at Crona with wide eyes..The way he's talking..the way his eyes are shifting..his body is slumped over..there's no mad smile on his face..no fucking vines-

"Is t-there something o-on my f-face?" Crona frowns at how intently Ragnarok is staring at him..shifting a bit.

"Crona?" Ragnarok has to make sure. If it's that other fucker..He'll say something about being called Crona..like he did back at the cave..He has to be sure.

"Yes R-Ragnarok?" Crona's eyes stop shifting..and he locks eyes with the other male..Crona's eyes aren't haunted..but lit up a bit in curiosity..and something else. His stutter..that look..those droopy ass eyes..his twitching..

It's him. It's really him.

"Crona!" Ragnarok roars out in this feeling..he's back when he thought he wasn't going to be..Crona's back, his partner in hell..He actually feels his fucking heart turn..He has his brother back.

"G-Gah what?!" Crona twitches nervously, looking at him with wide, uncertain eyes, he grips his arm tighter with the other..

Ragnarok can't help the grin on his face at seeing this..

And he can't help what happens next. His body just moves.

Before he knows it he's running towards Crona..Crona takes this the completely wrong way.

"O-Oh god!" Crona squeaks and starts to run away. "R-Ragnarok I d-don't know w-what I did but I'm s-sorry! D-Don't h-hurt me-"

The pink haired boy tried to get away but in vain. Ragnarok is a lot faster.

"Crona you little shit!" Ragnarok roars again..but it's not out of anger..He's happy..Ragnarok grabs a hold of Crona, putting him into a head lock, making the taller boy bend down. Not thinking about what he's doing.. he places his knuckles on his head, he digs them into Crona's scalp, unaware he's getting blood in his hair. Ragnarok is grinning like a ass hole as Crona struggles against him, trying to get out of his grip..but he's not letting go. "Do you know how fucking worried I was huh? You fucking ass hole!"

"Y-You were worried?" Crona's eyes light up..only for Ragnarok to keep digging his knuckles into him. "O-Ow! R-Ragnarok that h-hurts!"

"Stop wining like a fucking bitch and take it! Of course I was fucking worried! You were spouting out vines like a fucking flower and shit..I thought you were gone you dick!"

I d-didn't mean to make you worry." Crona's eyes flash as he still struggles with the stronger male. "I-I'm sorry-"

"What did I say about saying fucking sorry?" Ragnarok grips him tighter.

"I d-don't know! Your s-stopping the blood flow t-to my brain and I c-can't think! Ragnarok what i-if my head explodes? I r-really can't deal with that right now!"

Instead of growling at him..or cussing him out..Ragnarok starts to chuckle..it's different..full of relief as he lightly loosens his hold on Crona..The other boy looks at him confused.

"You really are fucking back." He continues to laugh..That grin on his face..

Crona stares up at him with wide eyes..His expression so bright..and though Ragnarok can't be sure what he's thinking..Crona gives him a smile..it's soft, one of the softest smiles this boy has ever given Ragnarok..his only friend.

"Y-Yeah..I am.." Crona's voice is odd..airy almost..Some expression in his eyes Ragnarok doesn't understand, and he doesn't have to..Soon Ragnarok stops grinding his knuckles in Crona's scalp..He's laughing so much for some reason..and soon Crona starts to join in, it's a timid chuckle, like he's not so sure of himself..but he looks happy.

There's a nice peaceful moment between them again.. then-

"I swear if you fucking do that again Crona i'm going to kick your ass!" Ragnarok suddenly roars, shaking Crona back and forth, digging his knuckles back into Crona, getting him to squeak and twitch in alarm. "You do it fucking again and I'll give you a fucking noogie you'll feel for the rest of your life!"

"G-Gah! R-Ragnarok I w-won't do it again! " Crona whimpers in Ragnarok's hold.

"Damn straight you won't!" Ragnarok lets go of him, shoving him a bit. Crona stumbles a little before he steadies..He rubs his head with a pout on his face. "Don't even fucking look at me like that. You deserved it, ass hole!"

Crona smiles at this..and chuckles a bit. " I guess I-I did."

They grin at each other..before they hear clapping.

Ragnarok looks over at Maka..she's looking at them with bright eyes..a goofy smile on her lips as she claps lightly. "That was..that was beautiful."

"Shut the hell up bitch." Ragnarok snarls..but his cheeks tint a bit in embarrassment..God did he really just do all that? And in front of Maka? She won't let him live it fucking down. He gives her his middle finger that she grins at. His eye twitches. "Don't make me beat the shit out of you, I'll fucking do it."

"Aw Raggy you do care about us!" Maka coos.

"You see this foot? I'm about to shove it up your ass!"

"Oh kinky~"

"Your really pissing me off."

Crona looks between the two..and when his eyes fall on Ragnarok..his eye twitching and that irritated look on his face..Crona's smile grows just a bit more.

"Now tell me where the fuck you got-"

"Ragnarok your bleeding!" Maka cuts him off..her grin falling.

"Y-Your hands!" Crona frowns deeply..his eyes flash before he reaches up his head..touching his hair..feeling how it's matted with blood. "G-Great. M-More blood.."

"Stop trying to get me off topic-"

"I'm not! What happened to your hands?" Maka walks over and takes both his hands into hers..He hisses a bit at her as she runs her fingers over his knuckles..but soon the pain fades away as he feels her power course through him..his messed up knuckles are now completely healed.

"A-And what happened to o-our wall?" Crona's eyes get wide as he takes in the wall next to the bed..There's multiple holes in it..looking like a bunch of wood peckers took home in their wall..There's so many holes, the wall looks close to just falling apart.

Maka and Crona realize it at the same time..both looking at Ragnarok with this fucking concern..and he fucking hates it. He doesn't need to be looked at like that. He can handle his fucking self. He's the guardian. He's the protector.

"Yeah I fucking blew some holes in the wall." Ragnarok tries to speak calmly.

"Why?" Maka looks at the ruin wall then back at him..She's concern. He knows that. He would be concern if he was in her position..but considering why he did it..He's just getting pissed off.

"Because I fucking wanted to." Ragnarok glares darkly..trying to give her a hint but she opens her mouth. "Drop it." He snarls.

"Alright jeez. Don't have to be a dick about it." She glares back at him, putting her hands up in mock offense.

Crona just frowns..not sure what's going on.

The air that was just light and happy gets tense..and he knows it's his fault but he doesn't give a fuck. He doesn't want to talk about it. He doesn't want to think of that fucking man..it will drive him fucking insane.

"Sooo I'm going to take a bath before we start this party." Maka smiles again, breaking the awkward silence. " No fighting today, we've fucking celebrating!"

"For Crona?" Ragnarok lets his shoulders relax.

"Yes and.." A huge smile comes to her face. "I can love!"

"What?" Ragnarok blinks..taken completely off guard at that.

"I understand it now..this feeling in my chest..it's so strong.." She's beaming, her eyes lighting up so bright. "A witch can love Ragnarok! I love Crona! Isn't this great? and because of it Crona was able to gain back control! I really love Ragnarok!"

He stares at her..one, having a hard time just processing she actually loves..but he sees it in her eyes..her eyes are different..two,..He can't ignore..this pang of..pain? in his chest...Does she just love Crona?..or.. He forces his grin. "Really?..How the fuck did this happen?" How long was he out? What the fuck is going on?

"The feeling was always there..I just needed a push." She gives Crona a knowing look..and they exchange this look..He doesn't like the way his stomach turns..he doesn't like these fucking looks they're giving each other, knowing looks..They're leaving him out of it.

"A push?" He presses, trying hard not to snap. What the hell is she talking about? The feeling always there? But witches don't love!..right?..Seriously..what the fuck is going on?

"Yeah.." She seems to get a odd look to her eyes.

"Would you stop talking in fucking riddles? What the fuck happened?"

"What happened is over now." That odd look grows in her eyes.

"What-"

"Drop it." She speaks the same way he did..ohh god damn he's never wanted to beat the shit out of her so bad as he does right now. She's being smart with him..and with his previous rage and this feeling in his chest..that is not a good idea.

"T-There's no reason t-to try to hide it from him." Crona speaks up..Maka looking at him a bit surprised. "..I-I'll be o-okay. I-I can't forget about w-what happened anyway..n-no matter w-what I know I won't." Crona takes a deep breath before he looks over at Ragnarok..who is looking at him expectantly..His shoulders are still tense..Was what ever happened this big of deal? Ragnarok grips his fist, ready for whatever he's about to hear. " I-I tired to k-kill myself."

Everything he was just thinking..all that irritation leaves him..His mind goes blank.

"..What?"

Crona looks down for a moment. "That's h-how it all started..I-I didn't want to hurt you guys anymore..I-I thought it would be better if I just disappeared." He takes a deep breath. "..B-But the gun was empty. I l-lost myself to madness..and th-then I tried to kill Maka." Crona glances over at her. "..I-I don't know how she found me..but s-she did..i-if not for her being there..I w-would have killed her..I-I almost did.." He looks over at Ragnarok who's face is fallen. "T-That's what happened..I t-tried to kill her. I h-hurt her."

"See this is why I didn't want to talk about it." Maka sighs and looks over at Ragnarok. "..With seeing Crona almost completely gone..it released the love I felt for him I guess.."

Ragnarok's still stuck on the part..where Crona tried to kill himself..He's..He's Crona's guardian..He should have been there..but he wasn't. He expected Crona trying to kill her..but him killing himself?..Why does he keep feeling pain?..He was worried about these two..but so far they've just brought him fucking pain..How fucking dare he try to take his life? The one thing Ragnarok wants more then anything..Crona tried to rob himself of..was he really that miserable? After all the shit he's been through?..Why try to kill himself now? He almost wants to ask..but he stops himself when he sees the sad look in Crona's eyes..a pain in them..

It's not a good subject. Ragnarok knows how that feels.

"No more of this." Maka breathes out..before forcing her smile. "We're all back..we have our family back! That's all that matters now.." She turns her back on him. "So, i'm going to take that bath.." She glances over at Crona who is looking at his feet. "Do you want to join me?" She smiles at him.

"J-Join you?" Crona blushes and looks up..her snapping him out of his thoughts.

"Yup, what you say? We could both use one."

"Y-Yeah ok..t-that sounds good." He gives her a nervous smile that she beams at.

"Alright come on." She grins. "Bubbles are waiting for us!-" She starts to walk towards the door..

Crona glances over at the other male..he frowns slightly before he looks at Maka. "I-I'll be in there in a minute."

"Well alright. I'm going to start the bath without you." She grunts and leaves the room..before popping back in. "And oh I love you!" She chuckles.

"I-I love you t-too." Crona gives her a wobbly smile, his cheeks tinting in his happiness as he watches her leave..but when he looks over at Ragnarok..it falls.

Ragnarok is looking where she was..His face is blank..but Crona can see it..that glint of pain in his eyes that even his anger can't hide..Crona's stomach turns as he realizes something..

Maka loves him..She doesn't love Ragnarok.

Back in the day..He would be happy at this fact..he'd probably even laugh in Ragnarok's face..back when they were competing over her..but now..No. Ragnarok is his friend..even after what he saw him and Maka do..he never hated Ragnarok..Crona knows..He knows Ragnarok has been through a lot..he knows he loves Maka..it might have hurt, he might have felt jealous..But Ragnarok has been there for him..Ragnarok is a part of his family..he deserves happiness..Crona has been with Maka like that plenty of times..that was Ragnarok's first time at bliss..

How would he feel..if Maka told Ragnarok she loved him..but not Crona?..How much would that hurt?..it makes his stomach turn thinking that Ragnarok is in this situation..He doesn't want him to be in pain.

"What the fuck are you looking at?" Ragnarok snaps on him, realizing the pink haired boy has just been staring at him with a frown. "Don't you have a fucking bath to get to?"

"..I-I need to t-talk to you." Crona takes a deep breath..preparing himself for this.

"About what?" He growls and looks away, crossing his arms. "If it's about the fucking holes in the wall-"

"I-it's not about t-that." Crona cuts him off quickly. "It's a-about..well.." Crona twitches slightly when Ragnarok's piercing eyes lock on his..Crona looks down..the floor becoming really interesting.

"Well? Spit it out." Ragnarok raises his eye brow at how Crona rubs his foot against the floor nervously.

"..I-I saw it.." Crona breathes the words out..it's no more then a whisper. "..I s-saw what happened."

"What are you-"

"Y-You stood up for me..t-to Medusa." Crona doesn't look at the other boy. "I d-don't know how I was a-able to see it..b-but I heard the nice things you s-said about me to her..I-I heard how you y-yelled at her for wanting to h-hurt me..I s-saw what you did..h-how you punched her in the f-face for me.." Crona's voice cracks slightly. "..Y-You truly are my friend Ragnarok..y-you really do care..You a-are my only friend." He takes a deep breath. "..I w-wanted to say..t-thank you..t-thank you for everything Ragnarok"

When the other boy doesn't respond..Crona continues.

"..I-I've been selfish Ragnarok..I-I see that now..I w-was jealous of you..I j-just wanted Maka all to myself..t-thinking how she was the only good thing that has ever happened to me..t-thinking that I'm the actual one that needs her..but you need her too. I might h-have never had anything..But you did and you g-got it ripped from you..and I know..i-it hurts more to lose something..then to h-have never had it..I o-only thought of myself..and i'm s-sorry. I was..w-well..an a-ass."

Ragnarok doesn't say anything for a moment..Crona waiting for him to agree..but..

"We were both selfish." His voice isn't as sharp. "There's nothing to be fucking sorry about."

Crona gets his courage and looks up at the other boy..Ragnarok isn't looking at him..He's staring at the wall..a blank expression on his face..he looks like he's in deep thought.

"M-Maybe we were..but.." He takes a deep breath. "..I w-want that to change..I think..I-I think I understand our problem..we just h-have to learn how to..share." Crona shifts nervously. "..I-I've never had to share..n-never had anything to share, o-or someone to share with.." He looks up at Ragnarok. "..B-But now I do..and I w-want to share her with you Ragnarok..my o-only friend."

"..Your talking fucking stupid Crona.." Ragnarok's voice is softer. "We already are sharing her, that's what we've been doing all this fucking time. Sharing her...and really why should you share her Crona?" His voice is different. " Your the one she loves. Back then it was different. She didn't love fucking anyone..but now she loves you. Why the fuck should you share that? You got what you want. She loves you..and now I'm giving you what you've always wanted. I'm stepping out of this. No more sharing. She's yours." Crona's heart drops a bit at his tone.. Ragnarok's trying to hide his hurt..like always he's trying to look angry about it. "I'm taking a walk. Enjoy your bath. " He turns to leave-

"S-She looked at you w-with that look." Crona blurts out..trying to stop him. Ragnarok pauses so he continues. "..T-There was always this look I-I didn't understand..s-she gave it to me..and s-she gave it to you..that l-look turned into love..I-I thinks she loves you too.." He takes a deep breath. "E-Even if she didn't..it doesn't mean she w-won't.."

"Why does it matter if she loves me or not? She loves you. That's all that matters-"

"I d-don't want you to leave t-this family.." Crona's voice is soft. "..I k-know you..You'll become distant again..and I-I know you love her Ragnarok..I-I know you want to be with her just a-as I do..I t-thought I wanted her all to myself..b-but now that I know..I know you c-care..I don't. I w-want you both..I w-want us all together..I d-don't want any of us to be sad.." Crona takes a deep breath. "Y-You make her happy..I-I make her happy..we b-both make her happy t-together. N-no one gets left behind anymore..from n-now on things are going to be different."

"You say this now, but your going to get pissed off when ever me and her do stuff and you know it-"

"I k-know..and s-so will you when we do stuff..b-but I'll deal with it..because y-your my friend. Y-You faced Medusa for me and got h-hurt. Y-You had faith in me..n-now I want this relationship to b-be just as it was suppose to be..a-all of us together. W-We will have o-our fights, sure..b-but every relationship d-does I think."

Ragnarok looks back at him for a long moment..searching his eyes..when he sees the serious look Crona is giving him..he raises his eye brow. "..Your serious about this?"

"Y-Yes."

"..Your seriously not going to take my fucking offer of having you all to yourself?"

"N-No. She's o-ours." Crona's expression softens a bit. "..Your a-a part of our family. D-Don't try to walk out on it now..when M-Maka needs you the most..w-when I need you. T-Things have been horrible I know..e-everything has been falling apart..no more f-falling apart for me..n-no matter what. I-I've been weak..when y-you have been strong..now it's my turn to b-be strong. I c-can deal with this Ragnarok..not only c-can I deal with this but I w-want this. I-I don't want anyone to be sad."

"..Your fucking bi-polar. So indecisive." Ragnarok grumbles but..the look in his eyes is different..his expression is soft now..he seems surprised..maybe even..a bit relieved? "You'll probably change your mind about this in fucking 10 minutes."

"N-No I won't." Crona takes a deep breath..here we go." I-I want you to..j-join me and Maka.."

"Join you?"

"Y-Yeah..y-you know..in the bathroom?" Crona feels his cheeks heat up when Ragnarok gives him a dumb founded look.

"..Are you asking me to take a fucking bath with you?"

"W-With us! G-Gah not just me!" Crona whimpers and throws his arms above his head to protect himself from the punches that are sure to rain down. "..I-I think..we s-should just..s-start doing things like t-this together..s-so no one gets left out you k-know?"

Ragnarok blinks. "..Your really asking me to take a fucking bath with you."

"Us! W-We don't even have to be close to each o-other..that bath is h-huge! Maka could b-be in the middle..and w-we'd never touch each other..I-I just feel like this would help!" His cheeks get even redder..this is so embarrassing.

"It would help if I took a fucking bath with you?"

"G-Gah quit it!" Crona huffs. "I know y-you know what I mean!"

"I don't know if I do Crona..I knew you were fucking gay. You puked so many rainbows you became a god damn rainbow." Ragnarok grunts.

"I-I'm not gay! I j-just..y-you got to see what I'm t-trying to do!"

"Oh I see what your trying to do alright." His eyes narrow. "You just want to fuck me is that it?"

"W-W-What?! No!" Crona shakes his head viscously. "I-I'm not gay I s-swear! g-gah! I don't e-even know how to d-do that with a guy! I r-really don't know how to deal with y-you accusing me of w-wanting..that!"

"Your the one practically inviting me to fuck."

"N-No! T-To take a b-bath!"

"So let me get this straight. You want me to go in the bathroom?"

"Y-Yes."

"Take off all my clothes."

"U-Uh..I g-guess so..T-To take the bath! T-Taking baths in clothes defeats the purpose.." Crona shifts a bit uncomfortably.

"Now you want me to get in a tub with you..naked?"

"W-Well..I g-guess so b-but your making it s-sound like-"

"It's fucking gay and you want to fuck my brains out."

"G-Gah! I don't! a-and that's gross! I-I don't want to kill you! and e-especially not like that! I-I don't want to do that with you and eve i-if I did, I don't know how! I-I know I sing a lot..and dance..and h-have..a big b-bottom but that doesn't m-mean i'm gay!" Ragnarok give him a pointed stare..getting Crona to freak out more. "I k-know that asking you to take a bath with m-me sounds..w-well odd..but I-I think it will help! So w-we can share her and no one gets left out!-"

"So you want a threesome."

"G-Gah I didn't say t-that!" Crona's face turns a bright red. "I j-just want us all to t-take a nice bath together!-"

"And fuck are brains out."

"N-No! I don't w-want to do that! W-Who even does' that?!"

"You do, you fucking rainbow."

"I-I'm not a rainbow! I'm n-not colorful and I'm n-not in the sky! and I'm n-not gay! I j-just want to take a bath with all of us! Nothing s-sexual!"

"I see that fucking look in your eyes Crona. You fucking want me, your a fucking animal."

"W-What? I-I don't know what your talking a-about!"

"I'm telling Maka your coming on to me." Ragnarok turns to leave out of the room-

"B-But i'm not! I'm n-not gay! I s-swear it! You g-got to believe me I-" Crona is going off..ranting..but he's cut off..by chuckling..It' soft at first..before Ragnarok starts full out cracking up..his shoulders shaking as he turns around..still laughing. Crona looks confused. "What?"

"You dumb ass. I was fucking with you." Ragnarok laughs. "You should have seen the fucking look on your face. "I swear I'm not gay!' you looked like you were about to shit yourself over this!"

"Y-You were joking?" Crona's mouth opens a bit.

"Yup. Serves you fucking right for all those times you and Maka said I was looking at your fucking ass. Doesn't feel to good does it?" He sneers between laughing.

Crona glares at him..but it's more of a pout. "Y-Your such an a-ass." Crona grunts when Ragnarok gives him a shit eating grin..He can't help but to smile after awhile though..He hits Ragnarok's shoulder lightly. "J-Jerk! T-That wasn't funny."

"That's why your fucking laughing." Ragnarok punches Crona in the stomach as a counter..the smaller boy wincing. "It was fucking hilarious!"

"S-So does t-that mean.." Crona takes a deep breath trying to catch the breath Ragnarok knocked out of him. "..Y-You'll join us?"

"That depends. Are you going to fuck my brains out?" Ragnarok gives him that shit eating grin.

"F-fuck you Ragnarok."

"I fucking knew it!"

Crona gives him his middle finger which Ragnarok laughs at and returns.

"I-I'm not going to do that..y-you know Ragnarok..s-so are you coming?" Crona tilts his head at him.

"All jokes aside..that is really fucking awkward." Ragnarok stops laughing and crosses his arms.

"I k-know..but I think it w-will make Maka happy."

"Of course it will make her fucking happy. Two fucking boys naked in a tub together, I bet that's one of her weird gay fantasies." Ragnarok grumbles.

Crona holds out his hand towards Ragnarok..The other boy looking down at it before looking at Crona.

"S-So..do we have a d-deal?..We'll s-share her..s-she's the both of ours."

Ragnarok blinks at him..before looking down at his hand..he seems to be thinking about something..before he grabs Crona's hand, giving him a firm hand shake.

"Yeah whatever." He grunts..but for some reason..Crona feels like..he's earn some respect from Ragnarok..He feels it..He knows this boy is happy..or he at least feels something pleasant..Crona has excepted him..he didn't push him away when he could of..

Ragnarok is his only friend..and Crona wants to share with him the only person that loves him.

"Maka's w-waiting for us." Crona lets go of his hand and starts to walk.

"Eager to fuck are brains out?" Ragnarok smirks as he walks with him.

"G-Gah that's not funny!"

Ragnarok still laughs. He though it was very funny.

Maka sighs blissfully as she watches the hot water filling up the tub..steam is starting to fill the room, fogging up the mirror. She waits till the tub fills half way before pouring some shampoo into the stream of water, making bubbles that start to get distributed throughout the tub..Maka ends up pouring the whole bottle..It's not her's and well..

Fuck Medusa.

Maka is going to ruin all her shit. She has no respect for that woman. After what's she's done..no. Maka swears on her life she will end that woman..after she kills Arachne, she'll turn right on Medusa, catch her off guard. Maka will make her pay, make her suffer like she made Ragnarok suffer..Give her a taste of her own fucking medicine. As for right now, she hopes she doesn't see Medusa much..Maka doesn't know if she could hold back from fucking attacking her now. Just thinking about her makes her skin crawl..god she hates that woman.

She takes a deep breath..No reason letting that witch ruin her relaxation..this is a day to celebrate. Maka stands up and looks at herself in the mirror..though it's foggy she can still see herself, the image is just a little bit blurry. Maka examines herself as she strips this black outfit off..the outfit that boy made her she supposes..For a moment she's a bit worried it won't come off, that the sick bastard made it so it was stuck to her skin or something like that..but surprisingly the vest slides right off..along with those skin tight pants. Maka takes this time to examine these clothes closer..

They're black as night..rough like leather but she knows it's not leather..this is blood..Crona's blood. That other boy..what ever the hell he is..made this.. Maka frowns thinking about that other boy..with the mad smile..the boy that sends shivers down her spine..She's confused. That boy has been trying to kill her all this time..he's been pissed at her..and she would think that we would still be pissed..but after she told him she loved Crona..He released his hold on Crona..and now he's treating her like they're actually pals, Like he hasn't tried to kill her too many times to count. Is he really an ally now? or is this just another one of his mad games?

Maka folds the vest and pants..before placing them on the closed toilet seat..No matter what, Maka knows she can't trust him. She needs to be alert..but as long as she has Crona..as long as Crona is in control then it doesn't matter. Maka takes a deep breath before she looks back in the mirror. For just almost dying..She looks..good. Her face and eyes are bright..with new hope..with this new feeling she has found..Her skin is unscarred..of course except for..

She looks down at her thigh..Crona's name standing out against her pale skin..Maka lightly brushes her fingers over the letters..it doesn't hurt..it's like it's healed..like she has a tattoo. Maka remembers the pain though. She remembers being tied up, helpless, as that other boy laughed..as he cut deep into her with his knife like fingers, she felt him scrape her bone-

Maka shivers at the thought and shakes her head..She deserved that...and really in a sick way she likes this..she likes his name on her..branded on her flesh. It will be a reminder of who she belongs to..of the boy that she owns.

She'll be honest..she really doesn't feel any different now she can love..It didn't really change her..it's just this feeling in her chest..a burning..a need. It's warm..like a blanket wrapped around you in the cold of the night..it's a feeling..and it's strong..so strong. Maka is still Maka..it's just..now she loves him..now she understands..Yet at the same time..she feels..cleaner..if that makes sense..she feels like this feeling..some how purified her..after all the shit she's done..sleeping around, killing people..Maka has been the victim of guilt..of madness..she hated herself..was disgusted at how gross she felt..

Love has made her feel cleaner..

Maybe..since she can love..maybe since that is possible..maybe, just maybe, she'll be forgiven-

But she's getting ahead of herself isn't she?

No matter what she does..the blood of those people she killed are stained forever on her hands..no matter what she does..it doesn't change the fact of what she's done. Maka traces the 'C' in her thigh with her finger..She just hopes things will start going differently..that things will start going her way for once. She wants Medusa dead. She wants Arachne dead. She wants to be with her family..she wants peace.

But there's a part of her that doesn't want peace. She wants blood shed..she wants tears.

Maka grips her fist..and takes a deep breath. That girl will never get out again..now that she has Crona, nothing can go wrong. Maka will get all that she wants. She looks up at the mirror to check out the look of love in her eyes-

Someone is behind her.

With wide eyes Maka whips around, her hands out and ready for a spell..only to find there's no one behind her..Maka frowns..she thought..she saw someone..it was a shadow..but it was someone. Maka looks around the bathroom cautiously, opening cabinets, and checking any darken corner..She's alone. No one's here. Maka sighs deeply before going back to the mirror..

She stops in her tracks.

The mirror has completely fogged up..but that's not why she stopped..there's..a word on the mirror now..written in the fog.

"Your.." The fog steams back up covering the word..Maka watches with her hairs sticking up as different letters start to write themselves on the mirror..but she sees no one. No one is there. "..Mine."

Your mine?

Maka takes a step back in alarm..her eyes wide, dilated as her fingers twitch. "Who are you? Show your self!" She snarls..she doesn't want to be fucked with right now..weather this is her madness or something else..she doesn't give a shit, she just wants it to stop.

The fog covers the letters again..Maka watches as more letters start to be written in the fog..only three letters..but it turns her blood cold.

"Die."

Maka feels a anger over come her despite her fear and she matches over to the mirror..convinced this is her madness..nothing more. She wipes the letters with her hand, getting rid of some of the fog on the mirror-

Only for her to see that shadow behind her once more.

Maka quickly turns on her heel..wanting to catch the fucker..she's expecting it to be gone like last time..

But it isn't.

Maka's mind goes a blank as she stands..face to face with this..thing. It's nothing but a shadow..it has no face, no body structure..Some of this shadow is moving around..as if it's made of vapor. Maka tries to speak..tries to say a spell..anything..but her throat closes up..and all that comes out is a pathetic squeak..She feels..such dread..this being..makes her shoulders slump..it's like it's darkness is wrapping around her..making her doubt..making her feel weak. This thing moves a little..almost in a way someone would tilt their head..It takes a step closer..Maka takes a step back..but soon she's pressed up against the sink..no where else to go. The shadow stops..and just stands there..Maka doesn't know if it's looking at her..it doesn't have eyes..but she feels it..she feels like it's looking at her. Slowly..so slowly the shadow shifts..something starting to form out of it..It's a hand..it's black like the rest of it..and it's reaching out towards her..

Her breathing is uneven..the walls around her start to spin..she sees those three vertical eyes though, peering at her with dark glee..everything is blurry but Her and this thing as the shadow comes from inches of touching her. She wants to leave. She wants to be away from here. Far away. Maka's throat keeps closing in on her..she can't say a spell..she's paralyzed in fear...why is she so scared?..why can't she fucking move? Run! Get out of here! What the hell is she doing?!-

Right when it's about to touch her arm..it stops..The shadow lets out a hissing sound before taking a step back..The being is trembling..and when Maka looks down..She realizes she's glowing..but it's not from her..She can feel this light almost burning her..it's not touhing her..just around her. Immediately she knows who's light this is.

It's Custos.

The shadow hisses again before it fades away..

The room stops spinning..the three eyes disappear..It's just her, in this bathroom, alone yet again.

"T-Thank you.." Maka breaths out as she watches the light disappear around her..Custos doesn't respond..she opens her mouth about to say something else..when she feels something wet pour around her feet. Maka looks down..only to see water slowly inching around her feet. "Fuck!" Maka's eyes get a bit wide when she realizes the water is coming from the bath tub..that is over flowing by now. She walks over, careful not to slip before she shuts the water off..The bathroom is soaked with water..but really she doesn't give a shit about that. Maka looks to make sure there's enough bubbles actually in the tub and there is. She sighs as she falls to her knees beside the tub..her knees getting wet by the water on the floor..It's one thing after the another..Can she ever have a peaceful moment? No, of course not. Where the hell is Crona?..She really doesn't want to be alone anymore-

As if on cue the bathroom door opens.

Maka stands up, whipping her head over to watch as the boy she loves walk in..She can't help to raise an eyebrow when Crona walks in with Ragnarok as well.

"What the fuck happened in here?" Ragnarok looks down at the flooded floor before looking at her..She sees he's looking at her body..her being aware she's exposed to the both of them..But she's given herself to each of them. She has nothing to hide. Maka half expected Crona to freak out because Ragnarok is seeing her naked..like he use to..But he doesn't..he's just blushing deeply..his gaze skitting to the soaked floor, gripping his arm with the other.

"Wasn't paying attention to the water." Maka grunts. "Was to busy checking my smoking hot body out."

"Bitch you wish." Ragnarok smirks as Crona and him walk into the bathroom..Crona shutting the door behind him getting Maka to raise her eye brow a bit.

"Aw come on, you know I got them goodies." Maka grins as she runs her hands down her body. "That's why your staring. You know it's true!"

"Bitch the only goodies you got are the ones you stuff your face with." Ragnarok crosses his arms, those eyes boring into her face now..But she sees..a bit of hunger in them.

"Fuck you." She give him her middle finger..

It gets..uh..really awkward to say the least. She's a bit confused as to why Ragnarok's in here..not that she minds but..She looks over at Crona for some answers..He looks a bit nervous..a deep blush on his face..He shifts his gaze till he realizes she's looking at him, he lets out a squeak..before giving her a nervous smile. Maka looks over at Ragnarok..who is now glaring into the wall..he doesn't really look comfortable either.

"So uh..bath?" Maka points to the bath..Crona nods..Ragnarok doesn't do anything. Maka looks over at him and raises her eye brow. "You joining us Ragnarok?" She teases, a smirk on her face.

Ragnarok looks at her..before he turns and starts walking out of the bathroom..only for Crona to grab his arm.

"Y-Yes he is." Ragnarok glares at him but Crona doesn't seem to effected.

"Whoa really?" Maka's eyes get wide at that...well this is a pleasant surprise. Ragnarok and Crona taking a bath with her..Maka feels her nose well up with blood but she doesn't have a nose bleed..that's..hot. She's surprised though..She would never thought Ragnarok would do something like this..maybe with just her and him..but with Crona?..This really is a surprise.

"Apparently I fucking am because Crona here is gay for my ass-" Ragnarok grunts..a shit eating grin coming to his face at how Crona twitches.

"H-Hey! W-We've been over this! i-i'm not gay!" Crona wines before looking at Maka with his face a bright red. "T-Tell him i-i'm not gay!"

Maka..can't help her smirk. "I don't know Crona.." She coos. "I've seen you looking at Ragnarok, with that hungry look in your eyes."

"See? Fucking told you." Ragnarok smirks as Maka comes to stop by him..both grinning at the boy that is twitching more now.

"G-Gah! I d-don't look a-at him like i-i'm hungry!-"

"But you admit you do look at him."

"W-Well..y-yes because he's there-"

"Do you also look at my ass because it's there?"

"S-Sweet Jesus no!" Crona lets out a frustrated scream..his eyes getting wide and his grip on his arm tight..

Ragnarok and Maka cant' help it.

They crack up..and just like that..all the awkwardness fades away..and it's like back in the day..with Ragnarok and Maka teasing Crona..it makes her smile..and her chest light.

"We're just playing Crona." Maka kisses his cheek and he blushes. "I know your straight." She gives him a wink and a lick getting him to squeak.

"Why the fuck do you lick people?" Ragnarok gives her a odd look. "That's fucking weird."

"Because I like to." She smirks. "Aw is raggy feeling left out? I could-"

"Lick me and i'll drop your ass."

"I-I like to be l-licked by y-you M-Maka.." Crona mumbles shyly..and when she looks at him, his gaze shifts, his face a deep red.

"I know you do Crona. Because unlike Ragnarok you appreciate my tongue work." Maka grabs his hand..and lifts up is middle finger to her lips..she starts to lick it sensually..a smirk on her face as she makes it look like something else.

Crona went from pink to bright, bright red..She might have even heard a groan but she's not to sure-

"Don't fucking get him going when i'm about to get in the fucking tub with him!" Ragnarok growls. "Lets not make this anymore gay then it fucking has to be."

"Aw come on.." Maka sighs but she stops with Crona's finger and gives his nose a peck..getting the pink haired male to give her a wobbly smile.

Ragnarok snorts and glares away. "I said stop making this gay."

"Oh fuck you Ragnarok." Maka gives him her middle finger. She looks between the two..before looking down at herself..She's all naked..while these two are completely dressed. "..I'm starting to feel under dressed here..What are you waiting for? Stop being jack asses and strip for me."

Ragnarok scoffs and Crona twitches nervously, his blush getting darker.

Maka thinks for a moment before looking between the two boys..her eyes falling on Ragnarok. "..So what decided this?..Taking a bath with us? Don't get me wrong i'm ecstatic..but i'm surprise you would do it."

"Talk to fucking Crona, he had a whole damn explanation for this." Ragnarok crosses his arms, glancing over at Crona who tensed at his name.

"Well?" Maka looks over at him.

"W-We should..w-we should just do things together..I-I feel that's b-been our problem..I t-think if we all do things together..n-no one will get left out." He blushes darkly. "I w-want this family to work..I w-want us all to be happy."

Maka blinks at him..before she smiles. "..Your too cute Crona." She gives him a peck. "..And your right..we've all had some problems but now..no more hiding things. No more hurting you two. if we want to make this work we have to work together..we are our own team. " Maka puts her hand out.. "..I need the both of you."

"N-No more l-lies.." Crona sounds odd as he puts his hand over Maka's..Ragnarok and Crona exchange a look.

" No more fucking lost." Ragnarok puts his hand roughly on top of thiers.

"Together forever?" Maka grins goofily..getting Ragnarok's eye to twitch..he opens his mouth-

"T-Together forever." Crona cuts him off..nodding.

Ragnarok looks between the matching smiles on Crona's and Maka's faces as they look over at him..expectantly..He sighs. "..Together for fucking forever."

"Whoo!" Crona and Maka cheer as they all lift up their hands..They giggle at this..and Ragnarok..though he has a look of irritation..that crooked smile is forming.

"So now that we have all this together stuff down.." Maka smirks as she walks in front of Ragnarok..stopping when their faces are inches apart..She grabs his shirt before looking over at Crona. "Help me strip Ragnarok."

"W-W-What?" Crona squeaks.

"Oh fuck no." Ragnarok snarls and rips her hand off of him.

"But we just said we should do everything together!"

"I-I don't wanna d-do that." Crona shakes his head.

"We're not going to be apart of your fucking gay fantasy."

"Ok fine! jeeza." Maka grumbles before she gets into the tub..some of the water coming out of it from it being so at the top as she sits down..the bubbles covering up to half her chest..a pout on her face. "You two can strip your selves then!"

"D-Do you t-think we made her a-angry?" Crona frowns and glances over at Ragnarok.

"I don't give a fuck. She'll be fine." Ragnarok grunts as he grabs his shirt. "..I seriously can't believe i'm fucking doing this." Ragnarok mumbles as he lifts his shirt above his head..revealing his body's flat stomach and broad shoulders.

"T-Together." Crona nods to himself as a reassurance before he takes off his shirt with shaky hands.

"What's taking you guys so long?" Maka glances behind her to look at them..a mischievous glint in her eyes.

"Hold your fucking horses-"

Maka smirks as she snaps her fingers..the rest of Crona's and Ragnarok's clothing poofing off..ending up folded where her's is. "I don't have horses." She grins at Ragnarok.

"Fucking impatient bitch.' Ragnarok grumbles..He doesn't' look at Crona and Crona doesn't look at him. Ragnarok sighs before he walks over..stepping over the bath tubs ledge..he slowly sits down in the hot water next to Maka..The water comes up to his chest..Ragnarok shifts a little while he gets comfortable. Maka smiles and Grabs Ragnarok's hand underwater..getting him to tense before she looks behind her at the trembling Crona.

"Come on in! The waters fine."

"O-O-Okay." Crona takes a shaky breath before he complies..carefully walking across the soaked floor..before getting in the tub, sitting on the other side of Maka..he lets out a sigh of contentment at the feel of the water..his face flushed as Maka grabs his hand.

"This is awesome." Maka can't help her perverted smile..just think about it..having two hot guys naked with you in the bathtub..that's pretty fucking sweet!

"This is fucking weird." Ragnarok grunts..He seems tense. Crona is still blushing..not saying anything.

"You guys need to loosen up." Maka lets go of their hands to grab a hand full of bubbles. She beams. "Look bubbles! Baths are suppose to be relaxing and you two are stiff as boards."

"Who gives a fuck about bubbles."

"I-I'm sorry M-Maka." Crona starts messing around with the bubbles around him..trying to relax no doubt.

"I do and you should too. Bubbles are the world's shape shifters. They're fun to play with-"

"Fun to play with? What are you? Fucking five years old?"

"T-They are fun to p-play with Ragnarok." Crona speaks up as he holds up some bubbles..putting them close to Ragnarok's face. "They're s-soft and y-you can make them look like stuff and-"

"Get that out of my face." Ragnarok growls before hitting Crona's hand..the bubbles make a 'slap' sound before some gets on Crona's face..his eyes wide with surprise. Ragnarok chuckles darkly. "Well what do you know? You were right. They are fucking fun."

"Hey! Destroy these bubbles and i'll destroy you!" Maka glares at him.

"I'd like to see your fucking try-"

Maka slaps his chest..slapping bubbles on him.

Ragnarok blinks.

"Did you just fucking slap me with bubbles?"

"I don't know what your talking about."

"Bitch you just fucking slapped me with bubbles!"

"Your a mad man Ragnarok." Maka grunts before turning her attention on Crona. "Did I slap him with bubbles?"

"N-Nope. H-He's seeing things."

"Fuck you Crona." Ragnarok snarls before reaching over and hitting him over the head..but there was some bubbles on his hand, so he slapped it against Crona's head.

"H-He hit me with bubbles!" Crona screeches.

"Attack!" Maka shouts as she grabs a handful of bubbles..Crona doing the same before they both start to slap Ragnarok with them..they're slaps are awkward..Crona's chest being pressed against Maka's bare back getting him to blush as he reaches over to get to Ragnarok.

"What the fuck? Get off me!" Ragnarok snarls..and Maka and Crona stop..They look at each other..before going back to slapping him. "You fucking asked for it!" Ragnarok hits their hands away..taking a large amount of bubbles he throws it at them..along with the water, getting Maka to back up into Crona and him to squeak at her being in his lap.

"Hey you cheated! You used water ass hole!" Maka growls as she gets off the flushed boy. "I think you got it in my eye..if I go blind I'm suing your ass!"

"Oh shut the hell up." Ragnarok rolls his eyes.

"Oh man..it's starting..my eye! it hurts." Maka whimpers, Crona right away grabs her chin and turns her head to face him.

"M-Maka are you ok?"

"Fucking hell it was bubbles!"

"The bastard..poison me..with bubbles.." Maka makes a choking sound.

"Your just trying to piss me off."

"M-Maka don't go into the l-light!" Crona cries as Maka goes limp against him.

"But the light..it's so..beautiful.."

"N-No it's n-not!" Crona shakes her. "D-Don't let b-bubbles be the end of you!"

"It's too late for me.." Maka coughs. "..But..maybe..if you kiss me..i'll be ok."

"I'll k-kiss you forever i-if I have to!" Crona touches her cheek gently..leaning in to press those lips against her own-

Suddenly water splashes over them..ruining this romantic moment.

"Opps I guess my fucking hand slipped." Ragnarok gives them a shit eating grin when they glared over at him.

They both give him the middle finger which makes his grin wider as he leans back into the tub, closing his eyes, seeming to start to enjoy the bath.

"Y-Your ok!" Crona smiles at Maka who is seemly revived.

"Your right! It's a miracle!" Maka kisses him deeply getting the timid boy to squeak. She hears Ragnarok scoff about that as she licks Crona's bottom lip..he eagerly opens up for her so she can explore him with her tongue..Her hands go threw his hair..it's a bit knotty from the blood but that's ok..She'll wash that out. being here..kissing him..she feels that love burn her chest..

She feels someone touching her thigh..but Crona's hands are cupping her cheeks..Maka glances beside her while she's kissing Crona.. Ragnarok's eyes are closed..she knows he's not sleeping..but she feels that hand gently stroke her thigh..Considering it's him she closes her eyes, enjoying the feeling of these two boys..her family..

"I l-love you." He breaths out..out of breath and flushed as he smiles at her so brightly.

"I love you too." Maka smiles back..because she can say . She can have it. She understands it.

She feels Ragnarok shift next to her..So she lets go of Crona..but still holds his hand as she sits back..Ragnarok's eyes are still closed..and that hand is slowly moving up her thigh..it's a nice feeling..in till..

His hand stops once his fingertips brush past her upper thigh..over the tattoo..She can see Ragnarok's expression change as his hand goes back..and starts to feel around the tattoo..he frowns before he opens his eyes..He doesn't say anything..but he gives her a questioning look.

Maka shake her head..she doesn't really want to bring that up again in front of Crona..

Maybe Ragnarok knows this..maybe he can see she doesn't want to talk about it Because he lays back down and closes his eyes..His hand sill lightly stroking her thigh like that didn't happen..

That's why she likes Ragnarok..he just knows..he understands..

Thinking about this boy she cant' help but wonder..what the wall incient was about?..He's entitled to his privacy..but if something happened, or Medusa tried to hurt him again she wants to fucking know. Maka grips her fist..feeling that anger..but she takes a deep breath..not now..now's not the time..let it go.

"M-Maka..d-do..d-do you want me to..w-wash your hair?" Crona speaks shyly..curling into himself a bit when she looks at him.

"Sure." She smiles at him as he reaches over to grab some vanilla scented shampoo..He really likes vanilla apparently. Maka's eyes light up as she glances over at Ragnarok who is still relaxing, with his arms folded behind his head..Maka can't help but to chuckle when she looks at his arm pits..

No hair to be found. She almost forgot he took the body of a gay guy.

"I-i'm going to w-wet your hair ok?" Crona looks at her intently..waiting for her ok like this is something much bigger then what he's asking. When Maka nods, his eyes light up and he cups his hands in the water, bring up the caught water in his hands before he dumps it on her head..It barely wets her hair.

"You want me to wet my hair? It'll be easier." Maka glances over at Crona seeing him nod. She slides her body down into the water..stopping till just her face is out of the water, she moves her hair around to make sure it's completely saturated before she sits back up. "There you go."

"O-Okay." Crona starts to fiddle with the shampoo, trying to get it open.

"Hey Ragnarok." Maka pokes his chest getting him to flinch..but he quickly relaxes.

"What?" He snaps. "I'm fucking chilling."

"Wet your hair for me."

"What? Why?" He opens one of his eyes..peering at her from it.

"So I can wash your hair-"

"I can wash it my fucking self. I'm not fucking handicap." He hisses at her

"Well fine if you wanna be a butt I don't have to." She grunts as Crona pours some vanilla shampoo in his hands..He gently reaches up and starts to rub it into her hair..his long fingers digging into her hair, getting to her scalp. Maka closes her eyes and smiles at the feeling as Crona works the shampoo through her hair.

Ragnarok grumbles something she can't understand at watching Crona do it to her..He leans his body down..and wets his hair before he sits back up. He grabs a ax shampoo and sets it next to Maka..the sound getting her to open her eyes.

"Wash my fucking hair." He growls before he turns his back to her..Maka can't help but to giggle..He always has to act so tough..always has to be so damn complicated with stuff like this, even when Maka knows he wants to do the things her and Crona do. She grabs the ax shampoo and pours some into her hands. She rubs it around the boy's brown hair..She hears Ragnarok give her a grunt of approval as she scratches into his scalp, working it through his hair just as Crona is with hers..

"You know Ragnarok if you washed Crona's hair..we could have a full chain." Maka grins..She feels so light..so happy..when was the last time they all had a moment like this? All of them together..no fighting..no evil..just them, enjoying a bath together.

"I'm not washing Crona's fucking hair. It's bad enough your fucking washing mine."

"Aw come on you know you like it." She chuckles at the middle finger she gets.

"I-It's okay."Crona timidly keeps working it through her hair. "R-Ragnarok d-doesn't have the m-magic fingers like me and you do."

"Oh yeahh that's right..I forgot Ragnarok sucked ass."

"Bitch your the fucking one that would suck ass!" He growls..and for some reason Crona squeaks at that..his hands feel hotter on her scalp.

"It's ok Ragnarok..no need to get upset..I understand now..you don't want to wash Crona's hair because of your condition..' I'm to lazy to move my fucking fingers' illness."

"It's not that I'm fucking lazy I just don't want to fucking wash Crona's hair!"

"You know..i'm starting to think your the gay one Ragnarok." Maka hums.

"What?" Ragnarok and Crona look at her..Ragnarok looks pissed and Crona is raising his eye brow.

"Well..i've come to the conclusion that your a homophobic Ragnarok but..if your not comfortable with just washing another guy's hair..you know what they say..maybe it's because you would like it..your trying to hide it Ragnarok..but I see right through you..I knew you liked Crona's ass!-"

"What kind of warped logic is that?! No fucking guy would want to wash another guy's hair unless they were gay. It's fucking science."

"Well if we're going by that i'm sure two guys don't take baths together either." Maka hums, getting them to tense.

"..It's different because your fucking here between us. We're here because of fucking you but washing his hair is a whole different' story. Even if he was a chick I don't want to fucking wash someone's hair!"

"Hmm.." Maka hums as she takes a hand out of his hair and strokes her chin thoughtfully..getting Ragnarok's eye to twitch. "Crona if I asked you to wash Rangarok's hair would you do it?"

"W-Well..it i-is just hair washing-"

"That's not fucking fair! Crona is a kiss ass! He'll do anything you fucking tell him!"

"That's not true." Maka sends him a glare before looking over at Crona. "Right?"

"U-Uh-"

"Of course it's fucking true! Just the fact he would wash my hair tells you-"

"What if I said I wanted you two to kiss?" Maka blurts out suddenly..The room turns silent with her question.

"I would say ' fuck you and that's not fucking happening.' " Ragnarok growls as he dips down and washes off the shampoo from his hair.

"S-Same here..I-I mean! W-Without all the cuss words and I-I would say f-fuck you!" Crona pulls at his hair in distress..but when Maka grabs his hand he relaxes a bit.

"What if I said I reallyyy wanted it and it would make me sooo happy."

"I would say ' Reallyy go fuck yourself and I don't a fuckk' " Ragnarok grunts.

"I-I'm sorry Maka I-I don't think I could d-deal with Kissing Ragnarok." Crona frowns as he holds her hand softly in his.

"Hmm.." Maka rubs her chin again.

"Would you stop fucking doing that!" Ragnarok's eye twitches.

"It's going to happened." Maka claps her hands together and nods.

"W-What is?"

"You two are going to kiss. That is my goal now..some how I will get you two to kiss..maybe it will be just a peck either way my life would be complete." She speaks like a wise person speaking of the future. " I can see it now."

"Can you see my foot in your ass? Because it's fucking coming your way." Ragnarok sends her a glare. "Stop being fucking weird."

"Fine i'll drop it..but you'll see." Maka gives him a perverted smile.

"Fucking creeper."

"I know and I'm proud to be one." Maka chuckles as she takes some of the bubbles and starts rubbing it on Crona's chest..the bubbles acting like soap. "Mwaahaahaa!" She laughs evilly before she licks Crona's cheek getting him to tremble against her.

Ragnarok blinks. "Not fucking bad. You got to do it deeper or you sound like a total jack ass."

"My evil laugh was perfect. fuck you."

"Perfect my ass." He grunts as he starts to wash himself off with the soap.

"I-I thought it was g-good Maka." Crona blushes as her hands roam his body to wash him. "It s-scared me."

"Crona your fucking shadow scares you."

"F-Fuck you Ragnarok."

Maka can't help but to chuckle..both the boys looking at her..She starts to laugh louder..just because..it's back..the times she thought were lost are back..this is her family, yeah they're crazy, yeah they're dysfunctional..but she wouldn't have it any other way. Soon Ragnarok and Crona catch a grin..soon they're laughing with her..Ragnarok's hand grips hers tightly..Crona rubs his thumb against her hand..

They are both hers.

"I missed these times.." Maka speaks softly..the boys stop laughing to look at her.

"M-Me too.." Crona has a soft tone as well.

"I didn't." Ragnarok grunts..but they know he's lying..They can see it in his eyes..how his expression soften..he missed these moments just as everyone else did..these moments of peace..of happiness..of just..them..together.

"Sometimes I wonder-" Maka starts as she looks to the water..deep in thought only for her words to die on her lips..She has to bite back her scream..

The water..it's red. It's red and thick..It's blood. The water is blood.

Maka feels sweat fall down her brow as she looks over at the other two..Thinking they must be seeing this..they must be in shock just as she is..But Ragnarok is just looking at her oddly..he raises his eye brow..She looks over at Crona..and he looks concerned but he doesn't look scared.

"Why did you just stop like that?" Ragnarok studies her..as he lifts some of the blood up in his hands..and pours it on his chest-

"What the hell are you doing?" Maka looks at him with wide eyes..She feels they may be dilated.

"Uh..Washing myself?" Ragnarok raises an eye brow..but when he sees the look on her face his expression falls. "..What the fuck is wrong with you? You look pale as fuck."

"M-Maka?" Crona moves close..He touches her cheek with those blood drenched hands..she whimpers and he recoils back from her..The concern growing more in his eyes. "A-Are you ok? Are you s-sick? W-Why do you look so scared?"

"T-The water..it's.." Maka motions to the water..but they look confused..Why are they confused? They're in fucking blood!..

'It's fucking what?" Ragnarok moves closer..his bare thigh rubbing against her own..she can see the concern in his expression..also his confusion.

"It's!-" Maka looks down at the blood..only to stop.

It's water again..

..She's fucking losing it..it's apparent now.

"Nothing.." Maka sighs. "Sorry about that."

"M-Maka what-"

"I'll wash your hair now." Maka cuts him off and looks at Crona..hoping he gets the hint..Crona stares into her eyes for a moment..He bites his lip..before he nods. He leans down and wets his head before coming back up.

Ragnarok keeps his eyes on her as she pours shampoo in her hand and starts washing the pink haired boy's hair..Maka takes deep breaths..That was just her madness..she needs to stay calm..she doesn't want them to worry about her..this is a time for celebrating not her fucking problems. Crona's gaze shifts..and she can tell by how he's biting his lip that he wants to ask about it..She knows he's concerned..just as Ragnarok is..that's why he's still watching her. "You can rinse it." Maka tries to keep her voice steady..she wants no weakness in it. Crona doesn't say anything..he just does as she said..He's obeying.. He's submissive..She has a power over this boy and she knows it. She probably could get him to do anything..

But that's her evil side talking. She loves Crona now..She won't hurt him. No more using him.

"Your fucking shaking.." Ragnarok stares at her hands that are indeed shaking..he's frowning now.

"M-Maka please t-tell us what's wrong.. "Crona speaks nervously..gripping his arm tightly. "W-We're together in this..r-remember?" Crona blushes at his words..

Maka's surprised..Crona has been on it today..trying to make things better..trying to keep this family in tack.

"Yeah you made us do that gay fucking hand thing about it." Ragnarok grunts but..he moves closer..he can't hide his concern..he can't hide the love in those eyes..Ragnarok's trying too..he came to take a bath with them..He's trying to make this family work..

Maka needs to try to. No more lies.

She takes a deep breath. "I-"

The lights flicker..and her breath hitches..She's about to ignore it..when she sees Ragnarok and Crona are looking up..so they saw that? Maka looks up at them..seeing the light on the wall is swinging slightly side to side..the light is flickering on and off..

"What the fuck?" Ragnarok's voice gets suspicious and he stands up..not at all concerned with being exposed to both Maka and Crona as he looks at the light..before looking around with a protective glint in his eyes.

"T-The lights.." Crona frowns..something flashing through those eyes..

That's when the lights go completely out. Maka bites her lip to stop her cry..as she immediately feels arms wrap around her..her face being buried in a slick chest..She hears his heart beat..and his grip tightens..She knows this is Crona..Crona is holding her..That calms her down just a bit but she's still trembling.. "It's o-okay.." he whispers in her ear..his fingers going through her hair to reassure her..

She hears Ragnarok cuss..before the boy gets out of the tub..the water being disturbed by the lack of weight..Maka tries to follow where the boy is walking..trying to see him through the darkness..She has such a deep, deep feeing of dread-

The lights turn back on..

Right behind Ragnarok is that shadow..

"Ragnarok!" She screams..just as the lights turn back off..

There's fumbling..before she hears a splash next to her..someone got back in the water..and she hopes to god it's Ragnarok-

Claws grab her thigh..and she can't help but to scream when she sees those three eyes in the darkness-

"It's me! Fucking stop screaming!" Ragnarok shakes her..though she can't see him..it snaps her out of her trance..oh..it wasn't a claw..it was Ragnarok touching her. "You screamed my name..what the fucks wrong?"

"S-She's scared of the dark Ragnarok.." Crona holds her closer when Maka whimpers.

"I fucking know that but-"

The lights turn back on.

Maka lets out a loud sigh of relief.." Thank goodness.." She nuzzles into Crona's chest...only for something wet to drip on her cheek..Maka blinks before she looks up..

No..no please..she can't..not now..not today..

The wet stuff falling on her cheek..is blood..Crona's blood. The boy is limp against her..his eyes missing..blood streaming down the empty eye holes like tears..He has a mad smile frozen on his face.. Maka screams getting out of his grips..turning to Ragnarok..

But there's no Ragnarok..just a bloody mass next to her..his limbs floating in the water..a eye ball bobs up and down.

Maka is falling apart..she screams in horror..not able to move..not able to do anything..She's crying she knows she is-

That's when she feels a sharp pain in her wrist..and when she blinks..

It's all gone.

Crona and Ragnarok sit next to her..they're fine..Crona has his eyes..and Ragnarok is in one piece..Maka's body is shaking as she looks at these two with big, watery eyes..was that..was that all in her head too?..But when she looks at Crona and Ragnarok..

They look they had their own nightmare.

Crona's mouth is open in a silent scream..He's crying..and soon enough he's holding her..squeezing her so tight..

Ragnarok has a expression that's hard to explain..she sees the fear in his eyes..almost a devastation..and when he sees that Maka and Crona are ok..he doesn't say anything..nothing at all..But he wraps his arms around her..Crona and Ragnarok's arms touching as she grips them both..

"..So I wasn't the only one?" Maka's shaky voice breaks the silence.

"No.." Ragnarok grinds his teeth..Crona shakes his head weakly.

"I-I saw.." Maka takes a deep breath..they only tighten their grip on her.

"It's fucking over." Ragnarok's voice is different..but he's stable..he's always stable..they lean on him.

Crona is quiet..his head hidden in her shoulder..

Maka looks down at her wrist..it's burning..only for her breath to catch..On the inside of her wrist is a red vertical eye..it looks like a tattoo..of fucking course.

"What the hell is that?" Ragnarok catches her looking at it..and his face falls a bit.

"I don't know.." Maka looks over at him..and her frown deepens. "..You have one too."

Ragnarok looks down at his wrist..and sure enough..there's a vertical eye on the inside of his wrist..and when he looks at Crona's wrist..

He has one too.

"What the fuck is going on?" Ragnarok holds out his wrist to look at..

"..I don't know.." Maka puts her wrist next to his..

Crona doesn't say anything..he just places his wrist next to hers..

And there it is..those three red fucking vertical eyes staring back at her..together..with their new markings..they make the eyes that have been haunting her all this time..

They are insanity.

It's common that Maka would be attacked by madness..she could even see Crona..but Ragnarok?..This is serious..Asura is getting stronger..that must be it..

She's running out of time.

"Let's..let's get out of here.." Maka breathes out. "..Let's forget this ever happened. We don't want to give that demon the fucking satisfaction..we are going to have a nice rest of this day.." She stands up..a fire in her eyes as she steps out of the tub...She snaps her fingers and her black outfit comes on..she's completely dry.

"You think it was fucking Asura?" Ragnarok stands up after her..getting out..he goes to grab a towel..but Maka snaps her finger..and he's dressed again..and dry.

"I know it was." She grips her fist. "He's getting stronger.."

"He won't lay his fucking hands on you.." Ragnarok's voice is so dark..spitting venom.. "Either of you. I'll kill that fucker once and for all!"

Crona doesn't say anything..he gets out of the tub..and like with Ragnarok she snaps her fingers and clothes him..he's been awfully quiet.

"Crona?" Maka frowns..studying the far away look.

"We s-shouldn't talk about it." Crona speaks softly. "That's what h-he wants..h-he wants to use our emotions against us.."

Again..Crona surprises her..he's just full of surprises today.

"You heard him. Let's fucking go." Ragnarok growls..his eyes searching everywhere for any signs of a enemy.

"Right." Maka nods before she starts to walk out..Ragnarok behind her..he stops when He realizes Crona isn't following.

"You coming?" He glances at him.

"Y-Yeah..I j-just have to use the b-bathroom." Crona gives him a forced smile. "I-I'll be out in a bit..t-take care of Maka."

Ragnarok stares at him a moment..before nodding..and walking after Maka. Crona hears Maka ask about him..Ragnarok says something before Maka grabs his hand..She holds it tightly as they walk out of the bathroom..Maka giving Crona one last look before they close the door..

Crona bows his head..closing his eyes tightly. "..Why..did you f-fucking do that?" He growls.

"What do you mean?" A voice speaks behind him..getting his blood to boil.

"Y-You know exactly what I m-mean!" Crona whips around..already glaring at this other boy that's standing behind him..The boy looks at him with those haunted eyes..his head tilted..He isn't warped looking like he use to be..he looks exactly like Crona..but right now Crona doesn't care about that. " W-Why did you m-make us see that?"

"I really have no idea what your talking about." This boy gives him a sheepish smile and the shrug of his shoulders.

"O-Oh? Then e-explain this." Crona holds out his wrist..showing him the vertical eye on it.

"Ah yes..that's my mark." The other boy states boredly. "What about it?"

"W-What about it? Y-You made as see that! Then y-you not only put this on me..b-but Maka and R-Ragnarok too.." Crona grips his fist. "..I-I won't let you hurt them! I-I know you h-have a problem with them but t-they're my family and I-"

"Whoa whoa there! Simmer down!" The other boy waves his hands in defense. "You got me all wrong! Those are my marks but I didn't fuck with your brains..those marks I put were for your protection-"

"Y-Yeah right.." He glares at him. "L-Like i-i'll believe anything you say-"

"You should be thanking me..yet your looking at me like I'm a demon.." This boy sighs.

"Y-you are a d-demon!"

"That's beside the point!" He throws his arms in the air. " You don't have to be so mean." He pouts. "Come now..you should know what I feel like by now..you know that wasn't me."

"..I-It felt close t-to you.." Crona mumbles.

"Well that's because it was my brother." This other boy stats matter o factory.

"..Y-Your..brother?"

"Let me make this short and sweat. I have a whole bunch of brothers and let me tell you, they're all ass holes..and totally nuts!..i'm not proud of it but because I totally fucked the witch of death up in such a awesome way..I may have..woken..them all up?" This other boy fiddles with his fingers like a child telling their mother they did bad. "I swear I didn't want them fucking waking up..they're annoying as fuck! I mean jeeza, they don't even make sense! They'll be talking about one thing and then say something completely different! It's so irritating! " He huffs. "Aren't you glad i'm not like that?"

"..B-But you are l-like that."

"This is really bad though.." He hums, ignoring Crona's comment. "Asura will surely round up all his children..and it looks like they're already trying to find hosts..that one wanted to break one of you enough to take your body..but with my quick thinking, I marked you all with my mark..pretty much telling my brother 'Yo, these bitches are mine. Fuck off before I cap your ass'."

Crona blinks. "..S-So your brother won't c-come back for us?"

"Oh nooo. He 's a smart boy. He knows better then to try to go against me." The other boy's eyes get dark..a mischievous smirk on his face. "And really he's harmless as long as he doesn't find a host. Now that i've marked you all, I don't see that happening."

"Why a-are you helping us?" Crona takes a deep breath. "..Y-You don't make any sense..all t-this time you've wanted to h-hurt Maka..and n-now your helping her.."

"I only wanted to hurt her because she was hurting you Crona. I don't like your tears, though they make a nice snack, I still don't like them. If she makes you happy then we've cool..but if she hurts you.." The boy grabs his head..and yanks it to the side..breaking his own neck.

Crona stares at him dumbfounded..as his neck slowly clicks back in place.

"I'm sure you get the picture." He giggles oddly.

"W-Why do you even care?" Crona locks eyes with this demon..trying to ignore the chill he got from that.

"I already told you silly! I love you!" This other boy takes a step closer..Crona taking a step back. "Your happiness is my happiness and your pain is my pain. If you love your family, and they're good to you, then I'm good to them. Your family is my family."

"A d-demon doesn't love." Crona takes a step back..a glare on his face.

The other boy's odd smile falters..He looks at Crona oddly..before looking up at the ceiling. "..Your right. A demon doesn't love.." He looks down at Crona. "..But I feel it from you..I feel it's warmth..but you see..a demon doesn't love..that's what separates us from angels. I like to say I love though." The boy shrugs. "It would be nice. hate and rage gets boring after awhile you know?..That's why I like you so much Crona..no matter all the shit people do to you..you never hate...not even your bitch of a mother." He shakes his head. "So your right..I can't love..but I can feel it from you. It's nice. I'm a demon, I lie."

"Then w-why do you say it? Why d-do you say you love me? W-Why are you helping me..?" Crona takes a deep breath. "..W-What do you really want?"

"..Hmm..what do I want..?" This boy hums..a odd smile coming to his lips. "Well..I could go for a cheese burger right about now-"

"S-Seriously." Crona grinds his teeth. "W-What do you want?"

"I want a lot of things." The boy locks eyes with him. " I want the world. I want ice cream. I want death. I want life. I want a donkey." He takes a step closer. "I want you."

"M-Me?" Crona takes a step back..before he holds his ground. "..W-What do you want me for?"

The other boy only giggles.

"..I-If you want me..t-then I don't understand why you h-haven't just taken me already." Crona grinds his teeth as the boy looks at him. "..I-I know your a-a lot stronger then me..e-even now you probably could rip my body from me..c-couldn't you?" When he doesn't respond Crona continues. "..W-When I lost myself..and I-I was trying to gain control back..y-you opened the door for me..y-you could have not done that..y-you could have kept control but you didn't..t-then..back when I found myself and w-was trying to save Ragnarok..you c-could have taken control..and y-yet you didn't..I-If you want me then w-why are you letting me go?..W-When you could just take me?"

The other boy stares at him a moment..before He grins slightly..but there's a odd look in his eyes. "I guess your right..I could just take you.. couldn't I?" The boy's voice becomes a growl and before Crona can move he's pinned up against the bathroom wall..his eyes mere itches from those haunted ones..The boy smirks as he lifts up his hand..Crona closing his eyes..waiting for pain..but it doesn't come. "..But what's the fun in that?" The boy's voice goes back normal as he pulls back off the boy..but he's still close. " I could crush you in the blink of an eye..but I don't want to do that. I don't want to take your life..I enjoy watching you do pathetic human things. If I were to destroy you..it would be no fun. I take joy in the world's pain..when someone dies I laugh..but when I thought you were lost..I cried. and it hurt. Crying hurts. I don't want to see you lost. I don't want you to be sad." He gets closer..grabbing Crona's chin. "I love you."

"Y-You don't love m-me!..y-you almost killed Maka! Y-You don't care about me, if y-you did you wouldn't have tried to hurt her! You know how much she means to me!" Crona growls and pushes him away..but the boy doesn't budge.

"I do know..but I was angry..so very angry. I wanted revenge. Why should you die and her live? No, I got her back for all she's done to you. You may have wanted her to live..but I thought you were gone..I just wanted to kill."

"I-I hate you.." Crona trembles against him.

"I know." The other boy lets go of him..taking steps back this time. "..Demon's are hated..that has been your philosophy since you were very small. You considered yourself a demon..you thought everyone hated you..that you would never get love.." He takes another step back. "But that wasn't you was it? It was me. I know you despise me..anything that happened you blamed on me. Hate is something I know very well. I feel it every day. " He turns his back to him. "The world disgusts me. Humans..are vile. They're so stupid..so easily corrupted, so easily mutilated..their foundation is as strong as sand..they break so easily. They like to point fingers, never wanting to take the consequences of their own actions..they're selfish.."

His voice is dark..till it suddenly gets light.

"..But your different. You take the consequences of your actions..and then you'll take the consequences of others. Your selfless..giving all you have when you have nothing. You'll force a smile..you say you can't deal with things but you've dealt with them all. Your soul is pure..the only human I can stand. If you were anyone else..I would have ripped your soul to pieces by now..would have ate it and enjoy having your body for my own..but I don't want that. Your the only human that doesn't make me want to puke my guts out..and yet.." He chuckles oddly. "..Karma is a bitch. The human race disgusts me..and the one human that doesn't..is disgusted my me." His voice..does Crona actually..hear pain?. "Your body is yours. I wanted to make you happy..ever since I could remember. Seeing your life..didn't make me smile. So if making you happy means leaving you I will. I could be a good guy for once." The boy is fading away..

"W-Wait!" Crona takes a step forward and he stops fading away. "..I-I don't get you.. y-you hurt Maka..but you a-also helped her..w-without you i'm weak..I can't d-do anything..and i-if your brothers are here..t-trying to hurt Maka..I-I want to be able to protect her.."

"You want me to stay?" He doesn't turn around to face him.

"..Y-Yes..I-I..I-I believe you..when you say y-you care..if you didn't y-you would have killed me by now..b-but I need you to promise me..i-if Maka ever does something wrong again..l-let me deal with it..n-no more hurting her."

"I can't promise that." He sneers.

"..I w-would really like it if you would." Crona grips his fist. "I-If you really care..y-you'll promise me."

"Why should I? So you can keep me around and use me?" The boy roars suddenly and looks back at him..Crona seeing those eyes. "i'm sorry boy but it doesn't work like that. I do what I please. I'm a demon, not a pet.-"

"Y-Your lonely." Crona's words get the boy to stop talking. "..I-I know the feeling all to well..I t-think..I think I understand you better n-now..the reason you don't take me..t-the reason you help me..and only hold out y-your hand to me..i-is because you want me to except you..is that it?"

The boy doesn't respond.

".." Crona thinks over his options..before he holds out his hand. "..I w-want you to stay."

"..You really want me to stay?" The boy turns around..something changing in his expression when he sees Crona's hand. "Does this mean..were best friends?!"

"U-Um-"

"Well?!" This boy looks at him with wide excited eyes..that mad smile on his face..

He's like a puppy dog..a crazy puppy dog..but it's still hard to say no to.

"I-I guess but-"

Before he can finish this boy tackles him..once again pushing him against the wall..That mad smile too large for his face. " Holy donkey nuts! You..your my friend! Sorry but I have to tell my girl about this! You know how much she loves me." He chuckles to himself at some joke in that.

"O-Okay-" Crona starts..only for something really odd to happen..

This boy..this demon cups Crona's cheeks and clashes his lips against his. It's fast. It's only a second before the demon pulls away..His eyes dancing. "Thank you!..When I come back we'll do a whole bunch of best friend things!" He purrs before he fades away. "For this..i'll keep her safe."

Then he's gone.

Crona is left standing against the wall..his mouth wide open in shock..his eyes wide..

What the fuck just happened?

That boy..that demon..can't be predicted. He's dangerous and Crona knows this..

And he just told that demon to stay..that he was his friend..

What the hell came over him?..

It's because he saw himself in the demon..He saw the loneliness..the demon he hid..and Crona wanted to make himself feel better..

Crona closes his mouth..and takes a deep breath before he goes to walk out of the room..

He's going to pretend that didn't happen..

He's especially going to pretend he never felt that mad boy's lips against his own.

He'll pretend the tongue madness didn't just rub against his own.

"So what the fuck are we doing again?" Ragnarok grunts as he places a large metal bowl on the counter beside Maka like she told him to. He raises his eye brow at her as Crona nervously fumbles with the different cabinets, grabbing some mixing materials..whimpering about how he can't deal with all the measuring spoons.

"We're making cherry bread." Maka states simply as she looks at the ingredients placed before her..flour, butter, salt, vanilla extract..checking them off mentally off from the check list in her head..It's been awhile since she's done this..a really, really long time..she hopes she still has it in her.

She really hopes this takes her mind off what happened in the bathroom as well.

This is a day for celebrating..but of course she can't have a break can she? None of them can. After Crona came out from the bathroom, Maka decided it was time to do something to take their minds off it..The smell of bread always helped calmed her down..the warm aroma reminds her of her mother..reminds her of good times when she was free..when she was sane..when she only had to worry about going to see her mother and Crona..

There's another reason she wanted to come down to the kitchen also..She's been keeping her eyes open for Medusa..though she doesn't know what she'll do if she finds her..She does still need her to avenge her mother but..damn..it's just so fucking hard waiting now..

Especially when she's running out of time.

No one has said anything about what happened in the bathroom..and that's a good thing. It's not something they want to remember..it's not something they want to speak..It's something they want to forget..

So that's what they're doing. They're going to act like it never happened and have some fun.

"Cherry bread? Is that even a fucking thing?" Ragnarok scoffs, crossing his arms..This boy is still tense..she can see it in his shoulders..and how he glances around..that protective glint hasn't left his eyes..and in a way it makes her feel safer..This boy is her protector..just as he is Crona's protector. Together they can deal with anything..she knows this to be true..This thought makes her shoulders relax..a sigh escaping her.

"Y-Yes it is and i-it's amazing!" Crona looks over at Ragnarok as he places down the measuring spoons, and the mixer. "M-Maka is a a-awesome cook! I s-still remember the pie you made me.." Crona blushes..shifting a bit.

"Oh..hell yeah! The apple pie." Maka grins at him. "..Damn I could really go for a apple pie right now.."

"M-Me too..i-isn't that y-your favorite desert Maka?..w-with ice cream?"

"Every desert is her fucking favorite." Ragnarok smirks and chuckles.

"Aw Crona you remembered!" Maka smiles at him as she steps on Ragarok's foot, getting him to growl and push her. "Yeah it is..We really need to have that again! but today, I feel like making cherry bread..it's been a while huh?"

"Y-Yeah.." Crona nods..a far away look to his eyes.

Ragnarok just looks between them..because he's never had her cherry bread, or any of her cooking for that matter. "Is it really that good? It sounds fucking weird."

"It's the best damn bread there is." Maka grins as she points to herself. "Mostly because I make it!"

"That's what I'm fucking afraid of..I've seen the way you make potions, you fuck those up so why wouldn't you fuck cooking up? Last time you gave me fucking tourettes!"

"Cooking's a lot different then potion making ass hole." Maka grunts. "I'll show you..I got those magic fingers when it comes to cooking up deserts!"

"We'll see." He gives her a look before glancing around the room for the 11th time.

"D-Do you n-need anything else to make the bread Maka?" Crona tilts his head at her..grabbing her hand as he looks at her with those eyes she adores..that she loves.

"Well.." Maka looks at all the materials. "..I do believe we need cherries to make cherry bread." Maka hums, speaking like a British professor.

"Why the fuck you talking like that?"

"O-Oh golly gee I-I don't know if we have cherries!" Crona tugs at his hair lightly..a slight look of panic in his eyes.

"..Was that suppose to be fucking British Crona?" Ragnarok blinks.

"..W-Well yeah." Crona blushes slightly. "W-Wasn't it?"

"Fuck no. That was something alright but not fucking British."

"Well I-I don't see you doing any b-better Ragnarok." Crona huffs and flips his hair..

At seeing this Maka giggles..forgetting all about Crona's sassiness while Ragnarok blinks..before his eye twitches.

"This is a jolly good day to shove my polished boot up your frany." Ragnarok speaks..really well in a British accent surprisingly..he smirks at how Maka's and Crona's eyes widen.

"W-What's a frany?"

"Your ass." Maka grunts.

"G-Gah! D-Don't shove y-your foot up there Ragnarok! h-how would it even fit?..and w-what if your boot got lost in t-there and then I would die!" Crona trembles, tugging at his hair in distress, a panic in his eyes.

"Are you sure you wouldn't like a book up your ass Crona?" Maka can't help but to sneaker mischievously..Crona's mouth opening at her statement and his face catching on fire.

"N-No!" He huffs and crosses his arms..looking away from her in embarrassment.

"You know i'm surprised you can talk in a British accent Ragnarok." Maka glances over at him as she walks over to the fridge and opens it up..looking for some cherries..but it looks like the fridge is mostly filled up with meat and milk..no fruits of any kind.

"Yeah well, back when I was alive I use to bully this annoying British Kid." Ragnarok smirks to himself. "He was a rich mother fucker, got whatever he wanted. He got pissed off when I mocked his accent.." Ragnarok starts laughing. "I remember..this one time he actually punched me..I picked the fucker up and threw him in a fucking garbage tin!" Ragnarok at this point is cracking up at the memory. "You should have seen the fucking look on his face! He's fucking lucky I didn't knock his fucking lights out!"

"Aw Ragnarok that's mean." Maka gives him a glare. "I like the British! Their accents are so cute." Maka keeps looking around the kitchen..Crona walking around with her, his hand still in hers.

"Y-Yeah and w-why the garbage can?" Crona tenses. "I-It's gross in there! w-who knows what could have been in there?"

"Because he was garbage." Ragnarok shrugs. "Fuck yeah it was mean, but I'm a fucking mean person."

"You mean you were a mean person." Maka opens cabinets even though she's pretty sure there's not going to be any cherries in them.

"What the fuck is that suppose to mean?" Ragnarok snarls as she comes to a stop in front of him.

"It means you turned soft." Maka pokes his stomach..a teasing smile on her face.

"Bitch don't fucking poke me.," Ragnarok hits her hand away and glares at her. "I'm not fucking soft. Have you forgotten I beat the shit out of you all the time?"

"You might hit me..but it's nothing to bad. Not like it use to be." She leans in. "Now your like a nice gizzy bear..Just a cuddly teddy bear!"

"Call me a fucking teddy bear again and i'll show you just how 'soft' my knuckles feel on your fucking face." He snarls..

Maka only grins at him..because she can see right through him..Ragnarok has gotten softer..but that's not bad..he's gotten softer towards both her and Crona..

"I-I think I f-found where the cherries might be." Crona cuts in nervously..He had let go of her hand, and now he's staring at a piece of paper on a cabinet. Maka walks over towards him, laying her head on his shoulder as she reads the note..

"Hey Eruka,

I moved all the fucking nasty fruits and vegetables down stairs in the storage. No one wants them anyway. Most of them give my ass a rash.

Free."

"..That was lovely." Maka grunts as she looks over at Crona. "Where's the storage?"

"It's through that door, and down the stairs." Ragnarok answers her as he walks forward..pointing at a door next to the fridge. "I'll go down and look for the cherries. You two stay up here." He starts making his way towards the door-

"Shouldn't we all go?" Maka can't help to blurt out..Though she knows Ragnarok is tough..She doesn't like the idea of them being separated..even for a couple of seconds..Because that thing didn't just attack Maka..it also attacked Ragnarok and Crona..She doesn't want anything happening to him. "..You-"

"I'll be fucking fine. You stay here with Crona, I'll be right back." Ragnarok and Crona exchange a look before Ragnarok opens the door and closes it quickly behind him..

"H-He'll be okay.." Crona rubs her shoulders soothingly..like he knows what she's thinking. "W-We don't have to w-worry about that thing anymore..It w-won't hurt us."

"How do you know?" Maka turns and gives him a questioning look.

"..I j-just do." Crona's eyes shift..and she can tell he knows something she doesn't..She opens her mouth to question him. "..T-That boy said it was his brother.." he speaks quietly.

"..His..brother?" Maka blinks..thinking of the boy's mad smile..she can't help but to shiver..there's more of those crazy fuckers? God the world is so fucked.

"T-That's what h-he said..I don't really get it either.." Crona sighs as he holds up his wrist..the one with the vertical eye on it. "..H-he told me he put these on us to s-scare his brother away..I d-don't really know if w-we should trust him..but s-some how I know he's telling me the truth about this.."

Maka looks down at her vertical eye..She frowns slightly..They really shouldn't trust him..no matter what he says..Those haunted eyes hold a darkness..a darkness that isn't human..

Why would he help them?..and what the fuck? He has..a brother?..Just what the fuck is he?

"..Crona.." She takes a deep breath. "..What exactly..is he? Where did he come from?"

Crona doesn't look at her a moment..a far away look to his eyes before he sighs..his gaze shifting. "..I d-don't know much about him myself..but I d-do know he's a demon..as t-to where he came from I don't know..I d-don't even know when this d-demon became a part of me.." Crona eyes their hands when Maka grabbed his. "..I-I didn't really k-know I had him with me till r-recently..He's g-gotten a lot stronger..i-i'm not really sure how.." He does a odd twitch at that. "..I a-always did feel a p-presence with me..when I w-was alone..but I didn't think i-it was a demon..I e-even saw him once..w-when I was four..it w-was night time..I don't r-really remember why I was so upset..but I w-was..I was crying and in the b-bathroom..when I-I looked up at the mirror..I s-saw him..I wasn't a-aware it was him then..I just thought..it w-was my lonely mine making up a friend. He w-was my reflection..grinning at me with a-a odd smile.." Crona takes a deep breath. "A-After that I never saw him for a while..b-because I had Ragnarok..of c-course I talked to him..b-but I just t-thought I was talking to myself..o-only recently have I been able to see him..t-talk to him..f-feel him.." The last two words are a whisper..a odd look in his eyes.

"Oh.." Maka frowns..another demon? Isn't one enough?..and if he's a demon..does that mean his brother is one too?..Shit..how many are there?..and..this fucking crazy boy has been with Crona since he was four?..Why is he so strong now if he wasn't back then?..and what does he want with Crona?..Why is he with him?

As if sensing her uncertainly he frowns. "I d-don't know w-what he wants either.."

..Well that's just great.

"Your in fucking luck!" Ragnarok kicks the door open with his foot..walking in with a jar of cherries and a grin on his face. "Last fucking jar."

"Yay!" Maka cheers as the cherries are taken from Ragnarok's grip..and floating into hers. "Now I can make the bread! Fuck yeah!" Maka giggles happily..forgetting about the many problems at hand as he walks over to the counter. She turns and beams at the two boys that are just looking at her." You two going to help me out with this? Be my little helpers?"

"O-Of course Maka." Crona blushes and walks so he's next to her, standing on her right.

"I thought you were the one with the 'magic' fingers." Ragnarok grunts but he walks so he's on her left.

"I do, but just like Santa clause need his Elves, I need you guys." She chuckles as she pushes over the jar of Cherries to Ragnarok. "You can cut up the cherries..make them into small pieces then put them in this bowl." She places a small green bowl next to him.

"Whatever." Ragnarok grabs a butcher knife..a dark smirk on his face as he looks at his reflection on the knife's surface.

"Now I'll measure the ingredients and you can put them in Crona." Maka smiles over at him.

"O-Okay M-Maka.." Crona gives her a nervous smile in return as he rubs his arm.

"Now..the first thing we need is flour." Maka hums as she takes the bag and starts to pour some flour in a measuring cup..she stops filling it at two cups before giving it to Crona..the pink haired boy pouring it into the large bowl. "Now the vanilla extract.." They go like this..Maka measuring the ingredients while Crona places them in..Ragnarok chopping away at the cherries. Once all the ingredients are in the bowl except the cherries Maka glances over at Crona. "You want to do the honors of mixing it?"

"R-Really? The h-h-honors?" Crona squeaks when she hands him a large wooden spoon.

"Yup, I here by dub you worthy enough to mix to ingredients to the amazing cherry bread." She touches the spoon to his head like a king would, when appointing a knight.

"G-Gah! t-the pressure!" Crona's eyes get wide as he holds the spoon in his hand. "A-Are you really sure M-Maka?..I d-don't want to mess it up!"

"You won't." She smiles reassuringly. "Go ahead."

"B-but..i-i've never mixed anything before..or c-cook.." Crona' blushes slightly in embarrassment.

'It's easy..here i'll show you.." Maka gets behind him..reaching over, she grabs his wrist and directs the spoon to the bowl. "You just move the spoon in a circle." She speaks against his back, getting him to tense as she moves his hand in a circle. "That's all there is to it."

"R-Really?" She can feel his skin get hot under her cheek through the black fabric.

"Yup, do you think you got it now?"

"I t-think so." Crona nods so she lets go of his hand..He continues to stir as she taught him to..Maka can see the look of complete concentration on his face..he even has his tongue out to the side..

He's too cute..

"Your adorable Crona." Maka kisses the back of his head.

"A-Adorable?" Crona tenses..the spoon slipping from his hand..but he quickly catches it and goes back to stirring..but his hands are shaky.

"Mmhm." Maka nuzzles her head into his pink hair..taking in his sweat scent..such a pure scent..

"Y-Your the adorable one Maka.." She can hear the smile in his voice.

"Gay." Ragnarok grunts as he chops on the cherries.. "You guys just made cooking a whole lot fucking gayer."

"Aw Ragnarok your adorable too." Maka coos, getting his eye to twitch. "Just like a ted-"

"Call me a teddy bear, I swear to fucking god."

"Fine, I won't call you a teddy bear Raggy."

"Don't fucking call me that either!" Ragnarok snaps getting Maka to giggle..

Suddenly Crona tenses up..He lets go of the spoon quickly,..letting it just fall into the bowl..He turns around and has a odd expression on his face.

"What's wrong Crona?" Maka stops giggling to look at this boy..

"I u-uh.." Crona's gaze shifts. "I-i'll be right back.." he moves her hands off him as he starts to walk out of the kitchen-

"Where the fuck you going?" Ragnarok raises an eye brow.

"B-Bathroom." Crona mumbles nervously.

"But you just went." Maka blinks.

"I d-don't know w-what's wrong with me..I-I have to go again.." Crona blushes slightly.

"..Well we'll come with you-" Maka takes a step forward.

"G-Gah no! T-That's too awkward..w-what if I have problems and you h-hear me?" Crona tugs at his hair in distress. "N-No i'll b-be fine on my own..i-i'll be right back.." Crona moves his wrist..flashing that vertical eye..reminding her of what he said..

Even if they are safe from that thing that attacked them in the bathroom..She doesn't feel comfortable with being separated from Crona..She just has a bad feeling about it..but before she can protest anymore, Crona turns and leaves the room..shutting the kitchen door behind him.

"..I'm done with the cherries." Ragnarok speaks a little after Crona left..getting her to look at him. He pushes over the green bowl..it filled with pieces of cherries now. "He'll be fine..if he's in danger I'll be able to sense it."

"Right.." Maka takes a deep breath before she grabs the bowl of cherries and dumps them into the bowl of mix..Ragnarok watches her silently for a moment.

"..So uh..I've never heard of anything like this..is this your own recipe or something?"

"No..It's my mother's." Maka smiles slightly as she dumps the last of the cherries in the large bowl. "..Mom liked to experiment with bread..She liked bread..She even talked about opening a bakery some day..with me as the head cook." Maka chuckles at this thought. "..Cherry bread was my mom's favorite creation..but you see, my mother liked eating bread..but she didn't like making it." She smiles despite herself as she grabs the wooden spoon. "..So I would make it for her all the time..and when she was locked away in the asylum..I would always bring her cherry bread..in a way I hoped that if she ate the bread..it would bring my mother back..that it would snap her back to sanity..like the bread was some sort of fucking cure. It was a stupid thought..but it gave me hope..it may have been false hope, but it was hope." she gently starts to mix the cherries into the mix. "..I miss her you know?" Her voice gets soft.

"I know." Ragnarok lets his voice get gentle as he moves up behind her..He wraps his arms around her waist, resting his chin on her shoulder..watching silently as she stirs the cherries.

They're silent for a moment..Maka quietly stirring..and Ragnarok silently watching..She takes a deep breath..

"..If my mother could see me now..what do you think she would think of me?" Maka tries to steady her hand. "Sometimes I wonder..if my mother can see me..if she's watching me from heaven..if she's smiling at me..if she misses me."

"Of course she misses you." Ragnarok's voice is soothing. "..I think if she could see you..she would be fucking proud..Your able to fucking love even though your a witch..you healed that kid of his cancer..and saved thousands of lives on that ship..You've had your mistakes, but hell, you've made up for it."

"..You really think she would be proud..?" Maka can't help but to smile at the thought..

"I love you too mommy!"

..Before Crona..before anyone..she had loved her mother..she still loves her mother..

Because love can never die.

"Yeah." Ragnarok tightens his grip on her..This is the softness she was talking about..how he holds her now..how he speaks to her..He can be rough..he can be an ass..but he understands..and he's there for her.. "..I'll be honest though. I hope your mom can't see you."

"Why?" Maka frowns slightly and looks back at him.

"..Because if your mother can see you..most likely my mom can see me." Ragnarok has a far away look to his eyes. "..And I would fucking hate for her to see all that i've done..all that i've become..both in my life and death..I killed people, stole..I was a fucking horrible person while my mother..my mother was as pure as a fucking butterfly..if she was watching me..seeing me break all the morals she taught me at a young age..I know I would have broken her heart." Ragnarok's voice is too quiet. " If my mother could see me. She wouldn't be proud. She would only be sad..If she could see me, then she saw my death, she saw evrything..so no, I don't want to think that she's watching me..after all the shit I've been through..I would rather my mother forgot I ever existed..like everyone else..then for her to see the fucked up life her son lived, and still lives now."

Maka looks back at him a moment longer..before she looks back at the bowl. "..I think if your mother could see you Ragnarok..she would smile at the man you have become..despite everything you've been through..everything you've done Ragnarok was done for a reason..maybe she would be sad..just as I was when I saw you die..but wouldn't it make you feel better thinking that your mother never left you-"

"No. It wouldn't." Ragnarok shakes his head quickly. "She wouldn't smile at me Maka..my life, my fucked up life I made myself..all because of my hate..my hate for my fucking father..hate for the man she loved..and still loved to her fucking last breath." His voice is getting dark. "..The fucking last breath he took."

Maka frowns..not knowing what to say..the air has gotten tense around them..

"..I like to think my mom's in heaven." Ragnarok loosens his hold on her..his hair brushing her cheek. "I like to think that she's forgotten all about me, and my fucking father. That she's happy up there..being treated like she should have been treated when she was alive. I like to think she doesn't even know she has a son.." She can feel him smile against her shoulder..and for some reson..it gets her heart to ache.

Maka stops stirring the mix..she turns around and wraps her arms around his neck..her forehead against his..her eyes boring into his. "..What about when you finally move on Ragnarok?..What if you see her again?..Do you really not want her to remember you?" She speaks softly..holding him close.

"Heh..I'll never see her again." He chuckles humorlessly..he sounds so sure. "I'm not going to fucking heaven. There's a special spot right in hell for me..it's waiting, burning hot. i've known this fact since my mother died..that I would never see her again."

"You don't know that-" Maka tries to protest..

"Maka, me and you both know where the fuck i'm going." His eyes glare into her. "It's no fucking secret. I've done a lot of shit in my life that I'm not going to get of scotch free for."

"..What about forgiveness?.." Maka grips his shirt..a deep frown on her face.

"Maybe some people get it..but i'm not asking for fucking forgiveness." He grips his fist. "I don't regret a fucking thing..except for fucking failing..everything I did, I did for revenge, for killing my father..and i'm not fucking sorry for that. You don't have to sugar coat it, I know where i'm going. It doesn't bother me fucking in the least."

Maka frowns deeply..She doesn't like how his words get her stomach to twist..she wants to deny it..she doesn't want to think about this boy going to hell..to suffer more when all his life and death have been is suffering..

"..And it shouldn't bother you.." Ragnarok lens in, speaking against her lips as he grips her tightly when she started to shake. "I'm use to hell. You know more then fucking anyone."

And she does know..oh she does.

"R-Ragnarok-" She starts..only for him to lean and kiss her..it's forceful and firm..Him gripping onto her shoulders as her trembling lips move against his..his tongue fights with hers..before he pulls back..those eyes locking on hers..

"I'm not going fucking anywhere so stop fucking worrying." Ragnarok grins at her. "I'm stuck to you two dumb asses. " he cups her cheeks. "When I'm gone, you'll be gone too. You won't even know I'm fucking gone."

"I'll be heading there right with you Ragnarok." She hugs him tightly.

" I fucking doubt that." He frowns though..

Maka just gives him a look..before she lets go of him and grabs a rectangle pan..She pours the batter into it..before she places it in the stove and sets the timer. " You don't have to sugar coat it Ragnarok. " She uses his own words against him.

"I don't sugar coat shit, you-" Ragnarok starts-

Only to be cut off by a scream..but not just any scream..

Crona's scream.

Maka and Ragnarok whip around in alarm as Crona comes running into the kitchen..his pale blue eyes wide in horror..his clothing ruffled up..his cheek bleeding from a cut as he trips over his own feet..falling on his face..They're tears in his eyes.

"Crona!" Maka yells and runs towards him..falling on her knees by his side she grabs on to him. "What-"

"He's after m-me!" Crona whimpers..he hugs her, burying his face in her chest..trembling in fear. "He w-wants to kill me!"

"Who's after you? Who fucking did this?" Ragnarok growls darkly..looking at how shaken up Crona is..he glares at the door..his eyes set on fire..his teeth grinding.

"T-There was..i-in the bathroom.." Crona wheezes out. "A-Almost got me.."

"Crona you have to calm down and tell us who did this." Maka touches his cheek..healing the cut there. "who hurt you?" Maka grabs his chin and makes the trembling boy look at her..she's looking at him seriously..feeling her blood boil. "..Was it the demon?"

Ragnarok gives her a confused look..but Crona shakes his head.

"N-No much w-worse.." Crona whimpers. "..c-caught me off guard..a-almost got me.."

Crona is a mess..his eyes are so wide with fear..Maka hold holds him tighter.

"You said he was fucking after you?" Ragnarok marches over and opens the kitchen door, he looks around for any sighs of the attacker..only to find a empty dinning room..and a quiet Mansion..

There haven't been any sighs of Medusa, Eruka, or Free all day..

"I-I-I don't know if he followed me here..I-I slammed the door on him." Crona trembles.

"The bathroom?" Ragnarok's eye flash, he grips his fist. "Who the fuck did this Crona? Stop speaking in riddles and just come out with it already!"

"It w-was.." Crona freezes up..gripping onto her tighter..

"If your not going to fucking tell me, I'll find him myself." Ragnarok growls as he walks out of the room..

"Wait up Ragnarok. I'm coming to-" Maka lets go of Crona to stand up..only for Crona to grab onto her waist.

"Y-You can't! H-he'll get you Maka!" Crona looks at her desperately.

"Crona who ever hurt you I want to make them fucking pay. We'll be fine together ok?..Why don't you come with us..stay behind me..i'll protect you..Me and Ragnarok will both protect you."

"B-But-" He starts to protest..only for Maka to cut him off with a kiss..the boy melting into her.

"I promise." She locks eyes with him. "..Remember?..Together?"

Crona stares up at her..before he nods reluctantly. "..T-Together."

"Hurry the fuck up!" Ragnarok shouts outside the kitchen impatiently. "The fucker might have gotten away already!"

Maka grabs Crona's hand and pulls him out of the kitchen..Crona's dragging his feet ..whimpering to himself. Once Ragnarok sees them he turns around and starts walking out of the dinning room "..I'm guessing the bathroom your talking about is the one in the lobby?" Ragnarok glances back at him..Crona giving a nervous nod.

Ragnarok leads the way..his shoulders back and straight..He's marching..a protective and powerful air around him..his fist grip ready to fight anything or anyone to protect them..Maka can feel his anger..and she can feel her own..

Who ever or what ever did this to Crona..really messed him up. No one hurts her love. She glares darkly as she marches behind Ragnarok..Crona staying close behind her..the closer they get to the bathroom..the more he shakes..

And once they stop at the closed bathroom door..Crona is close to hyperventilating.

"Come out you fucker!" Ragnarok roars at the closed door.. Maka talking a step closer so she's right beside Ragnarok..Crona behind her..

There's no response.

Ragnarok waste no time. He kicks the door in with his foot..fire in his eyes as both Maka and Ragnarok glare in the dark..his fist ready and a spell on her lips, ready to tear who ever hurt Crona apart-

They stop..Their faces completely falling..

..There's no moster..no person in here..

But there is something in the bath tub.

"O-Oh my god it's s-still there!" Crona shrieks..his eyes going in and out like he's about to faint as he takes in the thing in the bath tub. "Q-quick we g-got to get out of here!"

Maka blinks..as she watches the small duck waddle in the bath tub..it letting out happy quacks, seemly not even noticing them.

"Are you fucking serious?!" Ragnarok screeches, turning on Crona. "A fucking duck?! That's what made you run into the kitchen screaming like a fucking bitch? A duck?!"

"Y-You don't understand Ragnarok! D-Ducks are evil! H-He was trying to sneak up o-on me and eat my soul!-"

"You fucking dumb ass!" Ragnarok roars before he grabs Crona in a head lock. "You got me all fired up, ready to kick some fucking ass over a duck?! I'll fucking show you what you should really be afraid of!"

"O-Ow ! That hurts! The d-duck really is trying to hurt me- Quit it!" Crona struggles with the other male.

"..Where did he come from?" Maka tilts her head at the duck in the tub..ignoring the fighting boys. "How the hell did a duck get in the mansion?"

"E-Evil duck powers! H-He came for me! see-"

"Crona shut the fuck up! There's no such thing as duck powers dumb ass!"

"I-I know you are but what am I?." Crona glares at him and sticks out his tongue.

Ragnarok blinks.

"You did not just fucking say that." His eye twitches before he starts digging his knuckles harder into his scalp. "What are you? fucking three years old?"

"T-Takes one to know one!" Crona whines out between his complaining.

"No seriously how did a duck get in here?" Maka can't wrap her brain around it. "..I mean..i've heard of rat problems..but..ducks?"

"That's it!" Ragnarok growls as he lets go of Crona...he looks over at the duck..dark glee in his eyes..a smirk coming to his face.

"W-Why are you smiling like that?" Crona's face gets pale as he watches Ragnarok walk over towards the tub. "W-What are you doing?"

"Oh nothing..just checking out this duck's level of power..you know can't be too careful with that." Ragnarok hums..as he reaches down and picks up the duck..it quacks in alarm..but Ragnarok holds it firmly in his hands..holding it out from his chest.

"Y-Your mocking me aren't you?" Crona frowns..only for his face to fall to completely in horror when Ragnarok turns around and he sees he's holding the duck. "Are you crazy?! g-gah put the devil down!"

"I can't get a good reading on his powers Crona..I think I need you to do it." Ragnarok smirks as he starts walking towards Crona with the duck held out to him.

"R-Ragnarok get t-that thing away from me."Crona's teeth chatter as he takes steps back.

"Oh look Crona..it likes you.." Ragnarok chuckles darkly. "..He wants you to hold him."

"N-No.." Crona keeps taking steps back.

"Yes." Ragnarok is grinning, looking like a ass hole. "The duck wants you!" He roars before he takes off running toward Crona with the duck.

Crona screams out before he turns around, running as fast as Maka's ever seen him run before..his eyes so wide in fear..Ragnarok is right behind him though.

"I don't w-want it I don't want it!" Crona sobs out as he runs around the lobby..his body trembling.

"To bad! It fucking wants you! and your brains!" Ragnarok laughs darkly as he chases Crona..the duck making a quack that almost sounds like a sigh.

"N-Not my brains! I need those!" Crona screams..but despite himself..he trips over his own feet..falling on the floor face first.

"I have you now!" Ragnarok laughs evilly as he stops in front of Crona..the pink haired boy letting out a cry of alarm..

"P-Please no!" Crona pleads..his eyes getting watery.

"It's too late now Crona..This is going to hurt you more then its' going to hurt me." Ragnarok chuckles and brings the duck closer to Crona-

Only for the duck to suddenly struggle in Ragnarok's grip..it's able to get out..

And peck Ragnarok on the forehead.

Maka can't help but to crack up at the look on Ragnarok's face as the duck flies out of his hands-

"O-Oh god!" Crona screams and throws his hands over his head as the duck flies over him..

It lands a couple of feet away..It makes a quack that sounds like a 'hmpth!' as it moves it's webbed feet across the ground before walking away with it's tail up.

"Oh wow." Maka cracks up.

"G-Gah Ragnarok are you ok? ! I told you they were evil!" Crona cries, looking up at Ragnarok with concern.

"I'm fucking fine." Ragnarok snarls as he rubs his forehead. "..But now fucking ducks piss me off. They're nature's ass holes!"

"Y-Yes!" Crona stands up, his eyes wide. "S-see Ragnarok?!"

"Oh I see alright. If I fucking see that duck again, I'm making him into my fucking dinner." Ragnarok snarls.

"Aw Ragnarok..did you just get 'quacked' up?" Maka chuckles at her corny joke.

"Don't ever fucking say that again."

"That was gold and you know it." Maka grunts..a smirk on her face.

"Gold my ass." Ragnarok gives her his middle finger that she returns.

"Wait a minute.." Maka blinks as she looks at Crona..the boy still looking shaken up. "..What about the cut on your cheek?"

"O-Oh.." Crona blushes. "..W-When I was screaming and running away from the duck..I-I tripped and fell..I must have c-cut myself some how."

"Dumb ass." Ragnarok grunts.

"At least I-I didn't get pecked in the f-forehead."

'Bitch you want to fucking go?" Ragnarok takes a step forward-

"No fighting." Maka sighs. "Come on, I'm sure the bread is about ready to come out." Maka wraps her arms around Crona..getting him to relax a bit in her hold..nuzzling her head.

"I-I'm just g-glad that's over.." Crona mumbles. "..B-but what if he comes back?!"

"I told you. I'm fucking eating him for dinner." Ragnarok grunts as he walks beside Maka..Him gripping her hand tightly.

"So Ragnarok.." Maka gives him a goofy smile. "How did it feel to have that duck's pecker on your face?"

"G-Gah!"

"Keep it up bitch, i'll knock that fucking smile off your face! " Ragnarok snaps..only getting Maka to laugh..He smirks at her though..and Crona still looks scared..he's looking around paranoid now..mumbling things about ducks, and their 'Peckers of doom'..

Only getting Maka and Ragnarok to crack up..

The duck everyone is talking about..watches the three walk away with those small black eyes..tilting it's head slightly..before it turns..about to walk, enjoy himself in this huge mansion-

A hand shoots out from the shadows..gripping onto the duck's neck tightly..closing it's throat up so it can't even quack..The duck is lifted up by his throat..it thrashes for it's life..but the hand is stronger..

"So you thought you could get away.." A voice coos in the darkness. "..Amusing.."..

The duck struggles..but in one swift motion..it's life is ended..a scalpel pushed through it's small skull..It's blood splashing on the man's face..

"Though I just wasted your brain..your only a appetizer.." This man smirks..those glass glared eyes watching the back of Maka from the shadows..he licks the blood off his lips. "..Before the man coarse."

He crackles madly..disappearing into the darkness with the lifeless body of the duck..

It's like the darkness swallows him whole.

"Sooo who's up for some you tube?" Maka grins as she takes her seat on the bed between Ragnarok and Crona..each one of them as a plate full of beard..and a cup of milk.

"Whatever." Ragnarok shurgs but he's staring at the bread with a unreadable expression.

"D-Ducks..i-in ..b-bathroom..m-might be..more..!" Crona mumbles to himself..he's slightly rocking back and forth, his eyes shaking like he just say someone get murdered..

When in reality he just say a duck in the tub.

"Are you still fucking freaking out about that?" Ragnarok doesn't hide the irritation in his voice.

"It's okay Crona.." Maka sooths, trying hard not to laugh..She won't laugh at his fears again..he didn't laugh at hers, so let her return the favor. She rubs her hand on his shoulder. "The duck is gone..I won't let him hurt you."

"Y-You won't?" Crona sniffles and looks at her with those eyes..Maka smiles-

"She can't stop the duck's powers. When your asleep that duck is going to shit on your face." Ragnarok grins like an ass hole at how Crona shrieks in horror.

"N-No! W-What if I have m-my mouth open?! O-Oh no, o-oh god!" Crona is trembling like a leaf..Ragnarok is cracking up and Maka bites her lip to stop herself..

She'll laugh at this later.

"The duck won't get to you. Ragnarok's just being a jack ass." Maka grunts getting her a glare from the boy. "The duck won't touch you as long as I'm here..don't you trust me?"

"O-Of course I d-do!" Crona's eyes get wide. "I-It's just-"

"Relax." Maka sooths as she wraps the blanket around the three of them..the blanket resting on their shoulders. She grabs his hand that's shaking with the cup of milk and brings it to his lips. "Drink some milk..it's ok. Nothing's going to get you.I promise."

"Y-You promise?" Crona grips onto the cup, looking at her with his eyes lighting up.

"I promise."

Just like that..Crona's trembling dies down..he closes his eyes and takes a slip of milk..his shoulders completely relaxing like he melted..He leans into her, and she wraps her arm around his waist..the boy laying his head on her shoulder. "..O-Okay Maka.." He speaks softly.

"So what the fuck are we going to watch?..No fucking salad fingers." Ragnarok grumbles as he drinks his milk. "That was weird as shit."

"I l-liked salad fingers." Crona pouts.

"Yeah salad fingers is awesome!" Maka grins as she presses the PS button on the play station 3's controller to turn on the system. "But fine, no salad fingers. I already know what I want to watch anyway." She presses on the buttons, opening up Youtube..She starts typing in the search engine.

"Cry plays the cat lady? What the fuck is that?" Ragnarok blinks as she clicks on the first video.

"It's this awesome video game I heard of awhile back." Maka grins as she snuggles up to these two boys..Taking her first bite of bread..It fills her with warmth..and memories..and..

She just takes another bite. No reason thinking about that now.

Maka's pleased..She was able to make the bread just as she use to..It taste great..She hasn't lost her touch after all.

"If it's a video game why the fuck are we watching it on YouTube?"

"Because I want to watch Cry play it!" Maka beams when Ragnarok looks confused. "He's a awesome gamer that plays games and makes videos of them so others can watch..He's funny and I just love his voice!"

"..What kind of name is fucking Cry? He sounds like a pussy."

"Hey!" Maka hits his shoulder. "Don't you ever dis Cry! That's just his name for the internet! Stop hating on Cry jack ass!"

"I'm not hating on shit!" Ragnarok snarls and hits her back.

"M-Maka what's a c-cat lady?" Crona's eyes get wide. "G-Gah! i-is it a woman that's h-half cat? Are there r-really people like that?!" He tugs at his hair..but when Maka kisses his forehead he stops.

"No, a cat lady is what people call a woman that lives alone, with a whole bunch of cats."

"O-oh." He calms a little as he watches the screen..Seeing a woman in a felid alone..he raises an eye brow..as he brings up a piece of bread and nibbles on it..his eyes get wide..Maka watching his face light up with a smile on her face. "O-Oh Maka t-this is so good!..I-I had forgotten what t-this tasted like.." He breathes out before he takes another bite.

In a way, so had she. It has been a while..damn..can you believe that she use to be free? that she use to be just a vister at the aslyum?..Could you beleieve at one point she didn't have to worry about dying every second?..

Sometimes Maka can't believe it.

"Are you going to try it?" Maka looks over at Ragnarok who hasn't touched his bread yet..He's still looking at it. She frowns slightly. "Is something wrong with it?"

"No." He speaks quickly..before he takes a piece of the bread and lifts it up to his lips..He handles the bread with care..a far away look in his eyes. Maka watches in anticipation as he puts the bread into his mouth and chews..she looks at his facial expression..almost feeling nervous. "Well I'll be damn.." He swallows and Grins at her. "That was pretty-"

Ragnarok stops. His face falls...He looks..in pain. His eye twitching oddly.

"Ragnarok?" Maka frowns and Crona gets closer, looking over at the boy.

Suddenly his body jerks..he falls on the floor, the plate of bread left on the bed..the cup of milk spilling over the sheets as he starts to have a spasm..His body convulsing..his eyes wide..His mouth open like he's about to say something but the words never come out. Both Crona and Maka fall to his side..about to touch him, to ask him what's wrong-

Ragnarok goes still..his eyes close..

"..Damn was my bread that bad..?" Maka eyes him with huge eyes.

"N-No it's not the bread Maka it's-" Crona starts..only for Ragnarok to do a sudden jerk..and just like that, Maka watches as Ragnarok's spirit is thrown from the body..She turns, confused, as Ragnarok does a flip in the air..a look of irritation on his face..What.?-

"Ughhh.." A voice groans beside her and she looks down at the body that Ragnarok had control of..The boy grabs his head. "My head..why do I feel so..?" He opens his eyes..

His brown eyes meet Crona's and Maka's. The boy blinks..before he takes in where he is..in a room he doesn't know..with people he doesn't know looking down at him..Panic crosses over his expression as he sits up quickly. "Where am I?! How did I get here?! Where's the cruise ship?! What happened to me?!" He's screaming in his fright, his eyes so wide

"Uh-" Maka starts..not really knowing how to deal with this situation..She kinda forgot they just stole this boy off the boat..usually Ragnarok's bodies die before they can make it back to the mansion..but this one got lucky..Now the body has it's own will again and he's wondering what the fuck he's doing here-

"Where's Paul?!" He grabs onto her shoulders, screaming into her face.

She can see Crona tense..he moves to grab the boy..she can hear Ragnarok getting closer too..

But with him yelling in her face..she can't help it..

Maka head butts him. Full force..with the boy's already aching head, the hit gets him to groan..his eyes rolling back before he falls back..limp on the ground, his forehead slightly bleeding.

"Well damn" Ragnarok stops beside her..he looks slightly surprised.

"D-Did that hurt you Maka?" Crona looks at her with wide eyes..frowning at the blood on her forehead.

"Nah I'm fine." Maka grunts as she stands up..looking down at the limp boy on the floor.

"That was one fucking head butt." Ragnarok crosses his arms. "I wasn't expecting that."

"Yeah..I don't know, it's kinda a reflex." Maka grips her fist. " Blame that on my father. When he would yell in my face, or if anyone would yell in my face for that matter, I got them away from me. My body just moves." Ragnarok looks at her with a knowing look..Crona grabs her hand, looking at her with concern

"W-Why would anyone yell at you Maka?" Crona grips onto her..a protective tone to his voice.

"Why wouldn't they?" Maka doesn't look at him as she slightly nudges the boy's limp body with her foot. "You think I killed him?"

"Nah, he's still breathing." Ragnarok grunts." Though I'm fucking surprised, getting hit by your big ass head had to fucking hurt."

"Fck you Ragnarok." Maka crosses her arms..before she looks between the two. "..So what are we going to do about this guy? He'll probably come around soon.." She looks at Ragnarok. "Couldn't you just take back control of him?"

"No, I've had him for too fucking long." Ragnarok shakes his head, looking irritated. " It would be hard keeping control of him and I don't feel like the fucking hassle. It fucking hurts when they fight."

"D-Do you think he's going t-to be mad?" Crona must sense Maka doesn't want to talk about the other topic so he looks down at the boy..a frown on his face.

"Fuck yeah he's going to be mad! I fucking used his body and then when he finally got it back Maka knocked the shit out of him with her head." Ragnarok grunts..but he has a amused smirk on his face.

"You t-think he'll try hurt us?" Crona's really just looking at Maka when he says this.

"I got the solution." Maka declares, getting Ragnarok and Crona to look at her as she points at a chair..it drags over towards her.

"And what the fuck is that?" Ragnarok raises his eye brow as Maka uses her power to lift the boy up..placing him in the chair..She snaps her fingers and green power wraps around him, tying him to the chair like rope.

"There! Problem solved." Maka wipes her hands together before turning on her heel and walking back to the bed.

"Not really." Ragnarok follows her. "What, we just going to keep the fucker?"

"If M-Medusa finds him.." Crona frowns deeply. "..S-She'll use him for her experiments.."

"I have a plan." Maka waves them off as she takes her seat on the bed. "Just trust me..you guys can relax."

Ragnarok and Crona give each other a look..before they take their seats next to her.

"I want to have a nice day and that's what were going to have." Maka grunts as she takes another bite of her bread.

"O-Okay Maka." Crona cuddles close to her, before he starts eating the bread..his eyes on the screen, not looking at the tied up dude in their room.

"This is pretty fucked up." Ragnarok chuckles as he goes to grab his bread..Only for his face to fall to a scowl when he realizes he can no longer eat them..

"R-Ragnarok if you want y-you could.." Crona starts..probably about to offer his body..when a groan cuts him off.

They all glance at the boy in the chair..as he groans and twist..till his eyes open.

"Oh fuck, my head..what a fucked up dream-" He blinks when his eyes fall on Maka..he looks around the room...then down at how he's tied to a chair. His face falls in horror and he starts to struggle with the green power..but he isn't going anywhere. "What the world-" He stops when his eyes fall on Maka once more...The boy's eyes light in realization, a wince on his face as some of the blood from his forehead trickles down to his nose. "You..Y-You head butted me!" He looks at her with disbelief.

"Yup." Maka states bluntly as she keeps watching the TV, eating bread.

"W-Why? and why am I tied up ?! Where is this?" He trashes in the chair, winching still.

"I didn't like you yelling in my face." Maka shrugs, ignoring all his other questions.

"That was completely justified! I don't know who you people are..I can't remember how I got here or when I even got off the cruise ship! So yeah, I yelling in your face! You didn't have to head butt me!"He screams at her.

"Hey, keep it down. We're trying to watch this." Maka doesn't even look at him.

"I won't keep it down! You have me tied up! Help! Someone help me! I've been kidnapped! Paul!" His eyes get wide, then narrow with rage. "What have you done to Paul? Where the hell is he?!"

"P-Paul?" Crona tilts his head.

"That's probably the fucker that was chasing us on the ship trying to fucking rape me." Ragnarok snarls but this boy only looks at Crona..he can't hear or see Ragnarok.

"My boy friend! He was with me on the ship!" The boy thrashes. "I know Paul would never let anything happen to me! So what the fuck did you do to him?! If you hurt him, no, if you even touched him, I'll kill you!"

"V-Violent." Crona frowns.

"I punched him in the face." Ragnarok chuckles darkly.

"You really need to calm down." Maka sighs. "We didn't touch your boyfriend-"

"Then where is he?!"

"How am I suppose to know? After the ship sank-"

"The ship sank?!" The boy gasps. "Good lord! Was everyone ok? Did Paul make if off?!" The boy is frantic.

"I don't know." Maka blinks. "I was paying more attention on getting out alive then on your boyfriend..but I think everyone got off."

"I-If I lost P-Paul..I.." The boy is trembling.

"He wasn't anything special." Ragnarok grunts. "He'll probably be pissed at you any way.." He smirks. "You knocked his fucking lights out."

"Look-"

"Why have you kidnapped me?! Why didn't you let me be with Paul!" he screams.

"P-Please be q-quiet." Crona puts a finger to his lips. "S-She'll hear you-"

"Someone else is here?! HELP! They want to kill me! HELP!" He screams his lungs out.

"Shut the fuck up!" Ragnarok roars, the room getting colder as he grabs his plate that use to hold bread..now the bread is on the bed, and the plate empty. He grips the plate and throws it..it shatters next to the boy's head..and he gasps.

"W-What was that? That plate j-just moved by itself!" the boy's eyes are wide..he's trembling, his breath being able to be seen. "W-Why does the room feel different?! What the hell is going on?!"

"Dude you have to chill." Maka finally looks over at him..getting the boy to tense. "We're not going to hurt you, but if you keep screaming, someone else will. Your not in a safe place-"

"Obviously! Like hell I'll believe for one second that your not going to hurt me! You have me tied to a chair for fuck's sake!-"

"That's because I knew you would freak out like you are now. You'd probably run out of the room, screaming your head off and then you'd be really dead. Believe it or not, we're the good guys here. Being tired up is for your own protection."

"Your lying! Let me go! Let me go now!" He screams.

'Can I just fucking knock his ass out?" Ragnarok growls and looks over at her.

"Please y-you have to b-believe us..w-we don't want you getting hurt." Crona speaks as calm as he can..the boy blinks..seeming to really look at Crona for the first time. Crona's eyes hold nothing but truth and concern.

"...If you don't want to hurt me then let me go." He takes a deep breath. "I just want to go home..be back with Paul."

"Ok."

"..Huh?" The boy blinks at Maka.

"I don't know where Paul is, but I could take you back to your home." Maka eats her bread.

"G-Great! I would like to go very much right now." The boy's eyes get wide with hope.

"Tomorrow."

"T-Tomorrow?" The boy trembles. "Why not now? I want to go now!-"

"Don't be a baby." Maka grunts. "I've been through a lot of shit alright? I want to have one day to fucking relax. You'll go home first thing tomorrow morning."

"You know Medusa would never fucking take him home." Ragnarok gives her a look. "Nor would, Eruka, and free..Human parts are really fucking valuable to witches.." His voice is so dark..

"I'm not relying on Medusa." Maka grips her fist. "I can transport this boy by myself..how hard could it be?"

"S-Stop talking to yourself..it's freaking me out." The boy trembles. "Just take me home now!"

"I don't have to take you home at all." Maka locks eye with him..and he tenses stares into her eyes..before his shoulders slump in defeat..seeming to finally understand he's the one tied up..he's the one that is at the mercy of Maka.

"Fine..tomorrow." He mumbles. "..But what are you going to do with me till then? You can't just keep me to this chair!"

"Oh yes I can. I don't trust that you won't run away." Maka looks at the TV again, taking a bite out of her bread.

"So what, your just going to keep me here?! While you eat cake?!"

"It's bread."

"C-Cherry bread."

"I don't give a fuck what it is! This is insane! You can't keep me here tied up and go on with life as if I'm not!"

"Yeah we can. Now shut up." Maka snuggles with Crona who seems a bit nervous.

"Your all insane!" He watches in disbelief as they continue to eat.

"Yup." Maka holds Ragnarok's and Crona's hands..

The boy watches as they continue to eat..seeing they're being serious..he sighs deeply. "..Can you at least untie my hands? These wires are digging into me."

"Sure." Maka snaps her fingers and the wire adjust so his hands are free.

"How d-did.." he looks at her with wide eyes but she continues to eat..

They're all silent for a moment, Maka being able to feel the boy's gaze on her but she doesn't care. This is a day for celebrating, a day for her family. She feels sort of bad, but not really. Tomorrow this boy will have his old life back..Maka's old life is lost forever. She wants to enjoy her family..Crona is finally back and they're all getting along..no more craziness.

"..Hey can I get some bread..?" The boy asks nervously. ""..I'm starving..I can't remember the last time I ate."

"..Sure I guess." Maka gets up and walks over to the boy in the chair..she feels Crona and Ragnarok watching her as she stops in front of this boy..She leans down to hand the boy the piece of bread..being careful with it..because to her, this bread is almost sacred-

"That was a mistake you bitch." The boy growls suddenly..Maka catching him grab for something in his lap..it's a shard of glass..It must have fallen there when Ragnarok broke the plate. She doesn't have time to register this..she only has time to see his wrist..his wrist that is tattoo free..no vertical eye..before he shoves the shard of glass into her stomach..she makes a choking sound as he rips it out in a swift movement..her mind going blank.. Maka takes a couple of steps back in surprise, her blood dripping from her wound. The boy is quick, using the shard of glass on the green power that binds him..he did this move out of panic..Maybe if he was tied up with rope..and maybe if she wasn't a witch..this attack would have worked...

But the glass doesn't cut the green power...and this boy just pissed off The other two people in this room.

The room gets freezing..a dark growl coming from Ragnarok's throat as he appears right in front of the boy..Crona is right by her side, looking at her in concern..but his eyes almost look haunted when he looks at the boy in the chair..

The boy must realize there's no way he's getting out of the chair..because he starts trembling..goose bumbs form Ragnarok..and tears for the odd look Crona has in his eyes. "I-I'm really sorry, I really d-don't know what came over me I-"

"You fucking bastard! You knew exactly what you were doing!" Ragnarok roars as he grabs the boy by the shirt..lifting the chair with him..Maka knows he cant' see Ragnarok..but he can definably feel him..the boy's pants get wet around the crotch area.

"He peed himself!" Crona giggles oddly but when Maka leans on him..the haunted look leaves his eyes..he trembles as he holds her. "M-Maka are you-"

"Don't kill me!" The boy screams.

"No fucking promises!" Ragnarok pulls back his fist, ready to give this guy hell..ready to make him hurt-

"Ragnarok stop." Maka looks at him with a blank face. "..Put him down..it's fine-"

"Fine?! He fucking stabbed you!" Ragnarok growls.

"Yeah and i'm fine..see?" Maka points to her stomach..the wound closes but Crona continues to hold her protectively. "Put him down."

"Fucking shit!" Ragnarok growls but he lets go of the boy..the boy is sobbing now. "You lucky." Ragnarok snarls in his face.

"W-What is going on? W-What was holding me? And y-your wound just closed!" He sobs. "Have I gone mad?"

Maka doesn't respond, she just takes a step forward-

"Don't kill me! I'm sorry, I-" He freaks out..such a strong fear in his eyes..the fear of death..the fear of her..

Maka feels her lips twitch up into a smirk.

How fun would it be to watch the life in those eyes fade away, watch as he lets out his final breath? She feels something stir inside her..

"Kill Him." That other girl chants. "Take his life..feed me. Drink in his tears, absorb his life. Death is easier then life..so much quicker..so much more fatal..kill him, you know you want to."

Maka takes a deep breath...she grabs her hand to stop it from twitching as she looks at this trembling boy once more..with those fearful eyes.

"I'm not going to kill you." She speaks quietly. "Please just be quiet..i'll take you home tomorrow." She places the bread in his lap. "..enjoy."

Maka turns on the bewildered boy..before she starts walking back to the bed..Crona holding her close, such a deep frown on his face.

"What the fuck Maka?! Don't give him bread!" Ragnarok screeches as he walks with her. "Let me fucking teach him a lesson!"

"He s-stabbed you.." Crona's voice is quiet but she can hear the anger.

"Just no more!" Maka lets out a frustrated scream as she flops on the bed..looking up at he ceiling. "I don't even care that he stabbed me. All I wanted was a peaceful day of celebration..but it's like we can never get a break! First it was that fucking thing in the bathroom, ruining are nice bath, then there was a fucking duck in the bath tub that I still don't understand how that's possible! Then we try to relax and eat, watch some videos but of course this guy gained back control and had to freak out! After all the shit we've been though these past couple of days, I wanted a day for us all to relax. but no! That just can't happened can it? I finally have love and I can't even enjoy it! I wanted today to be perfect, a day of normality or something but we can never have that can we? I wanted a day without demons, or death, or fight..or fucking ducks! But again that cant' happen! So no! I don't want you to show him a lesson! I don't want you guys to do anything!" Maka's out burst leaves Crona and Ragnarok looking at her with wide eyes. "..I just want a day without tears, without decisions to make, without fighting..without fear..I was hoping with eating the cherry bread..that I t would give us a sense of normality..you know..how it was before all this , when we were in the asylum..but no, the bread didn't do anything..again I mistaken by mother's recipe for a cure." Maka's eyes start to droop. "I wanted this day..to be..good for all of us.." She yawns ..her eyes closing. "But it never turns out that way..does it?" With that..the girl is out. She yelled herself to sleep...but both boys could see that she was tired throughout today.

Crona and Ragnarok stare at the girl a moment..Croan's eyes hold a hint of sadness, Ragnarok's expression can't be read.

"This d-day was good.." Crona speaks softly as he climbs into bed with her..moving her gently to make her more comfortable. "A-Any day with you i-is..w-we don't need peace for i-it to be a good day.." He holds Maka close..his lips on her forehead. "..We just need each other."

Ragnarok watches the both of them with blank eyes..before he looks back at the boy in the chair-

"D-Don't." Ragnarok stops going over to the boy at Crona's voice. "S-She doesn't want us hurting him..I t-think she would l-like it if you joined us..s-she wanted us to relax together today.y-you heard her."

Ragnarok takes a deep breath..before exhaling. The boy is being quiet..his crying has stopped..he's just eating the bread Maka gave him..a look of regret on his face. "..Fucking fine." Ragnarok disappears only to reappear by the light switch. He turns it off..but since it's still day time it's not that dark. Ragnarok appears behind Maka on the bed..he places his arms around her waist..his head nuzzled in the back of hers..but of course he cant' sleep.

Crona smiles at him..Ragnarok seeing how tired he is..he was holding back for Maka..wanting to make her happy..

"Go the fuck to sleep." Ragnarok snaps at him.

"I-I am.." He cuddles with Maka..letting out a sigh of contentment..his eyes closing..Ragnarok watches the two together..watches as their chest move up and down almost in sync..when his doesn't move at all. He watches how they snuggle so close to each other..watches the smile on Crona's face..and despite this odd feeling in his chest..he smiles.

"..Fucking thank you." Ragnarok gets closer to Maka..Crona's arm touching his..all of them connected. He feels his cheek tint at him being so fucking sissy but..he's thanking Crona for not pushing him away..even when Ragnarok gave him the chance..

Crona is willing to share the only thing he has with Ragnarok...

He can't explain his surprise..or the way he felt..

Crona is too fucking nice for his own good..

Ragnarok holds Maka close..

But for once in his fucking life..

He's ok with sharing.

Crona's smile grows..Ragnarok not knowing if he heard him but he doesn't care..

The three lay in each other's arms..holding each other so close..

Only when both boys hold her..

Does Maka's lips twitch up into a smile.

Maka screams as she falls fast..falls into this darkness..till she finally hits something hard. She grunts in pain before her eyes shoot open...and she sits up..

She's in the fire place room..she guesses but..it's uh..different.

Maka blinks as she takes in all the trash..the random statues of weird creatures..there's even a statute of a hot dog. Maka blinks at the disco ball..and the balloons that seem to be everywhere..

It looks like a fucking tornado came through this place.

"Oh dear this is so messy!" Maka looks over to see Custos frantically moving around the room, trying to pick up the trash and arrange the stuff so they look like they weren't just tossed in here for no reason. He looks a bit stressed out.

"Custos what happened in here?" Maka speaks, taking a step closer.

"Oh Maka! Good thing your here!" Custos drops everything he was holding and walks towards her, his eyes lighting up completely..He opens his arms..and it looks like he's about to hug her..only for him to stop himself.. his smile faltering. "F-Forgive me. I'm just so proud of you! You put the witch of death back in her cage and learned to love!" Those green eyes of Custos are so bright..a soft smile on his face. "Love defeats all..remember that Maka..no matter how powerful evil looks..love always wins." He sighs happily. "I knew you loved him! See? I knew you could do it! Because you fought Maka you saved the word from completely being destroyed!" He gets closer..Maka can tell he wants to touch her, to hold her..but he can't. " You did it dear..I'm so proud."

"..T-Thanks Custos." Maka looks at bit taken aback..Those green eyes of a angel holding her in place..with his words..she feels a happiness..a good feeling in her chest as she allows herself to smile back at him..He's not mad at her that she failed in the first place..that she's the one that let the witch of death out..no..he isn't looking at her mistakes..he's looking at what she did right..

And it makes her feel so good.

"Hey bitch!" She hears that other girl scream at her..Maka look to her side..and her moth can't help but to drop at what she sees..

Crona..well not Crona..she knows it's that other boy..that demon..but he looks like Crona. The boy is in nothing but a..black throng. He's thrusting against the cage, and hanging on the bars like a stripper, a mad smirk on his face. That other girl's face is completely flushed..she looks so pissed off but she's out of breath. "I'm going to fucking kill you for this! How dare you love?! You have lost your mind!"

Maka blinks..and looks at Custos..noticing the angel is looking away where but the barely dressed demon is...before see looks back at Crona. "..What the hell are you doing in here?"

"Oh howdy!" That boy grins at her as he grinds against the cage's bars. "Just entertaining my girlfriend, you know, I have the moves of a goddess-"

"I'm not your girlfriend fuck tard!" the other girl screeches. "Stop fucking humping the cage you sick fuck!" She goes to punch Crona where it hurts but the boy only pulls away when she does..giggling.

"I'm sorry for such a sight." Custos sighs. "but he wouldn't listen to me.."

"It's uh..fine..?" Maka blinks as she takes in..all the hot dogs that surround the girl in the cage..takes in the thorns also around it..but the vines are shaped like hearts..only seeming to piss the witch of death off more. "..How many fucking people are going to be in my head anyway?"

"Language." He scolds her. "Cussing is from the devil."

"So am I." Maka grunts and Custos frowns..

"Me too!" Crona giggles as he stops his dancing to kneel in front of the cage, giving that other girl a smirk. "Soo-"

"It's not fucking happening! You can't seduce me you butt licker!" The girl's eyes twitching.

"Shut up and sleep with me, come on, uh huh, and sleep with me." Crona starts singing as he gives her a wink, and licks his lips in sensual way.

"Fuck off."

"I only want to fuck you."

"They're been like this all day." Custos sighs when Maka rises her eye brow.." That demon is very persistent..I don't mind him but he's trashing the place! Making a mess here and there..just to make the witch of death mad..she said she didn't like hot dogs so now he's filled the room with them. It's quite unsettling how much control he has in your own mind.."

"I'll say.." Maka frowns before glancing over at the angel. "..Do you know anything about him?"

"The demon? Not much..but it seems that he's on our side for now." Custos gives her a serious look. "If I think he's trying to ruin you, I won't stand for it. I have authority over demon's..God has given me that to protect you as much as I can."

"Come on! You know you want to!" Crona giggles as he pokes her cheek through the bars. "Come on! You know you want me to rip you open! stop playing hard to get!"

"I don't want to fucking fuck you! Why don't you just go and get a hit by a fucking buss?" The other girl growls at him before looking at Maka...her eyes fall to desperation. "Please..Maka you got to get this fucker out of here! He has done nothing but annoy the hell out of me! I can't fucking handle this ass hole and that prick angel over there to! I swear if you get him the fuck out of here I won't hate you that much! Just get this ass hole out of our mind!"

"Ohh she wouldn't kick me out!" Crona looks over at her and gives her a lopsided smile. "We're pals! and I gave her some awesome clothes! She wouldn't dare kick me out now would you Maka?" He smiles at her..but she can see the threat in those eyes.

"She's all yours." Maka grunts. "Just stop trashing this place, your going to give Custos a hard attack."

"Deal." Crona chuckles darkly as he keeps poking her cheek. "See my love? We will always be together..who's a cutie? You are! Yes it's you! Who's the cutie wootie with the bootie-"

The other girl quickly lashes out..Crona not expecting it..so she's able to hit him right where it hurts..He gasps and pulls his hand out of the cage. "..That was adorable." Crona speaks through grit teeth, holding his junk.

"I swear to god Maka you'll pay for this! i'll make your life a living hell when I get out of here!" She screeches.

"Your not getting out ever again." Maka grunts. "like hell your getting out after you almost destroyed the world."

"Yeah what a bitch, destroying the world." Crona rolls his eyes.

"Your not much better ass hole! You made everyone go fucking crazy!" The girl snarls.

"I could drive you crazy as well.." He purrs as he licks up the bar..getting the girl to blush..but she's till glaring.

"Maka..if I could have a word with you." Custos backs up a little away from the caged girl and demon..Maka following after him..raising her eye brow at the frown on his face. "..You see..i've been having this bad feeling since i've been here..and now I know why..being a angel I can sense emotions..a can also sense spirits..I can see into a person's soul and see what makes them..well them..I tell you this because I sense a soul in distress..I have been since I've first came here..but I couldn't pin point who it was.." He takes a deep breath. "..It seems there is a soul here that is trapped..some where in the mansion..I believe I could sense him out but i'm not aloud to physically touch anything of human's..It seems a witch placed a spell on him..and the poor soul can't move on.." Custos eyes get watery. " I hate feeling that..So Maka..if you please..would you release this soul? I'm not sure how you would do it..but could you at least try? I don't know if I can take much more of this man's pain.." Custos looks so sad.

"A soul trapped in the mansion?" Maka frowns. "Who-"

"The heart is the soul. The soul is the master piece. The master piece is a piece of shit." Crona chants. "The heart is dangerous. The heart has him trapped. The witch ripped his heart out..now he's trapped..never more to kill what has killed him!"

Maka looks at him confused...yellow eyes flash through her head..and her expression falls..

"She took his heart! Don't you know what that means?!" Kid's voice screams..

"Ah yes the witch hunter." That other girl giggles. "He's all trapped.."

"Trapped like a rat, in a hat, got hit with a bat, with a cat!" Both Crona and Maka chant this..mad giggles escaping from their lips.

"Kids' dad.." Maka breathes out before looking at Custos..a fire in her eyes..a fire to make things right. "..Can you take me to him?"

"Yes..but that's all I can do." Custos frowns. "When you wake up..it will be 3 o clock..everyone will be asleep.."

Well..so much for relaxing.

Everything fades away at his words.

Maka's eyes shoot open..It's pitch black but she can feel someone's arms wrapped around her..She glances behind at the alarm clock by the bed read 3 o clock.

"Maka.." She shields her eyes at the sudden light..when her eyes readjust, Custos stands by the bed..His light acting as her guild..Maka realizes it's only her and Crona in the bed..Crona holding her so close..nuzzling into her. " The spirit is restless..it would be best if you went alone.."

Maka nods..knowing what the angel means. She slowly..so slowly eases her way out of Crona's grip..moving a pillow in her place..the boy latches on to the pillow and nuzzles into it..Maka having to smile at his cuteness for a moment before she slowly gets off the bed.

"Follow me.." Custos turns quickly and starts walking out of the room..Maka following behind him..moving almost like this is a dream..her mind is fuzzy..

She's too busy with her thoughts..that she doesn't notice someone else isn't' in the room..

The chair is empty.

Custos walks through the door..Maka opening it after him and closing it behind her silently. " The soul is down stairs in a room in the lobby..the witch has been torturing the poor soul..making it so he can't move on.." Custos tremnbles.. "..How can she be so cruel?..How can anyone be so cruel?"

"Medusa is a bitch." Maka snarls..gripping her fist as she follows the angel down stairs. "She's going to get what's coming to her, oh don't you worry about that!"

"Don't let revenge consume you." Custos frowns. "It could blind you to the truth."

"She's the only blind to the truth." Maka speaks darkly. "..Custos do you know where Ragnarok is?"

"No, i'm afraid not." Custos stops in front of a door by the guest room..a deep frown on his face. "..This is the room. I sense the soul's pain strongly.."

Maka takes a deep breath before the doors open up to her..she walks in..

The smell of cleaning supplies and blood fills her nostrils..

This room is filled with nothing but jars of organs..Eye balls, noses, lungs..anything that is on the human body is in this room right now..some of the organs look like they could belong to an animal but Maka's not to sure.

"Oh my.." Custos eyes get wide at see this..he does the sign of the cross..he looks so troubled. "Oh lord have mercy on their souls.."

"Which heart is the man's?" Maka trembles..

She really doesn't like it here..the jars here remind her too much of Ragnarok's death..remind her too much of that horrible fate..all because of fucking Medusa..

"..This one.." Custos walks to a shelf opposite of the door..he keeps mumbling prayers under his breath before he points to a heart in a jar. "..This is the source of the man's suffering..there is surely something you can do to set him free right Maka?" The angel looks at her hopefully..he's so concerned about this soul..

Maka doesn't know but she nods anyway..She has to try..this is fucking Kid's dad..He doesn't deserve this..yeah he tried to kill her..but hell she deserved it. Maka snaps her fingers as her book appears..She thinks about information on a captured soul..how to set once free..

Luckily the pages flip..and stop on a page in the middle of the book.

"Releasing a captured soul.

Having a soul to torture and claim is a nice touch, but maybe you have grown bored with your toy. To release a soul, all you have to do is speak the words..before you rip the heart apart..this will set the soul free to do as it pleases."

Simple enough.

"I have defied you of your rights. I have taken away your afterlife and made you a toy of entertainment..I have cheated your judgment, and gave you a fate all on my own..now I release you..For your soul to roam the earth forever, or for your soul to move on to some place better..I release you from my grasps.." Maka chants as she uses her power..the heart comes out of the jar..and floats in front of her..She takes a deep breath..this is for you Kid.. "Release!" She screeches before she uses her power..the heart being ripped apart..

Everything gets quiet..Custos has his eyes closed..a hand to his heart..

"Did it work?" Maka frowns deeply..did she do it wrong?-

"..Yes." Custos smiles and opens his eyes.. "Look."

She follows his finger..and can't help but to gasp..There standing in front of her is the mayor..He's looking at her with those piercing yellow eyes..his body see through..He has a blank look on his face..no anger..no happiness..No hate..no anything.

Seeing this man makes her tremble..fills her with a sadness..

She remembers those good old times..when this man was alive..when he made Kid and her cookies..

Now he's dead..staring at her with those eyes..

Maka tries to say something..but all that comes out is a squeak..The mayor gives her a long look..his eyes flash..before he just fades away..

"..That was a bit rude." The angel frowns. "But at least he's free now..You did a very good thing Maka, you surprise me more and more..you-" Custos turns to offer her a smile..but his face falls to complete horror. "Maka look out!"

She can't even turn..can't even ask what he's talking about..before a hand covers her mouth..it has a cloth on it and she breaths in the fumes..Her vision goes blurry..everything spinning..her legs tremble, struggling to hold herself up..

All she sees is Custos horrified face..and the glare of glasses..before her eyes shut close..her body going limp..

Maka passes out..

Mad laughter fills the room.

Sorry about the wait! Been so busy lately and this chapter was a long one!

For those of you that said custos was suppose to represent Ragnarok..you were right! If you think about it Crazy Maka and crona are the opposites of the two..just as custos is the opposite of Ragnarok..but they hold some simalr qualities..as Ragnarok is known as the guardian of Crona and Maka..custos is the first guardian angel. Get it? but unlike the other two, custos is connected to Ragnarok in any way.

If you guys don't know about Cry you should check out his videos on youtube! Hell, especially the cat lady video game! It's so fucking awesome! XD

I'm kinda curious to what you guys thought of that crazy Crona x crona moment, unexpected huh?

I know some of you have been asking about stein..well let me tell you, all your questions about him will be answered next chapter. That crazy, freaky, mother fucker is about to get some spot light.

Till next time! I don't know when i'll be able to update..i'm sure next chapter is going to be pretty long as well, and I have so much crap going on.

See ya:)