Fixing Broken Glass

by AngstyQueenPastel

She was broken glass, cracked, chipped and stained an old teapot that was thrown out while he was, at least he seemed to be on the outside her opposite in every way confident, charming, brave and the epitome of everything she wished she could be but inside he had struggles of his own and somehow they both managed to fall in love against all odds

1. Chapter 1

So this was requested Soul X femCrona so here you go I hope this chapter is good I'm planning on making this story about 10-15 chapters I pushed myself to get this done because having this be a request motivated me I love writing about rare ships because rare ships deserve love too

The dark corridor she stood in was illuminated by a single light, attached to the wall her mother hovering in front of said light a sadistic smile making her seem all the more terrifying, her voice echoing in Crona's head as she stood before her mother whimpering in utter terror. "Crona stop whining like an impudent whelp and kill the damn thing" her mother's voice echoed in her head as she looked at the scared little rabbit before her she hesitated not wanting to kill the poor creature but at the same time not wanting her mother to be upset with her and suddenly her mother yanked her up tossing her back into the dark closet as she cried not wanting to go in there again.

Somewhere deep in her mind she knew it was merely a dream but it felt so real, as though it were happening all over again, and she couldn't stop the scream that bubbled up in her throat. "N-no please i-I'll kill it please no" she screamed as she woke up from the dream like memory that had just replayed in her mind for what felt like the hundredth time that week.

It seemed as though Ragnarok were deep in either sleep or hibernation for he didn't come out of her blood to complain over the noise or smack her in the head; she was grateful for that. She was exhausted from lack of sleep and shaking in fear, unable to contain her sobs. The dungeons at the DWMA were hardly welcoming; the aura of the place felt familiar, bringing her back to the many times when her mother had tortured her in a similar place. She huddled up in the corner nearest to the door hugging her knees, rocking back and forth.

"Yo Crona time to go to class" Souls relaxed sounding voice drifted through the metal door momentarily distracting Crona from her thoughts. "oh c-coming" she stuttered out grabbing her notebook and pens from her bedside table and shakily making her way to the door various joints popping from the hours she'd spent curled up in the corner.

"you okay? You don't look so g-I mean you look beautiful but uhm… tired?" he said causing Crona to blush and giggle lightly. Her light pink hair bounced slightly as they walked down the hall laughing about the most random of things and playfully insulting each other.

Classes were boring to Soul; he'd rather be anywhere but sitting in dull room listening to a teacher droning on and on about whatever subject they were learning about. He found himself staring at the pink haired meister and daydreaming until professor Stein smacked his desk with a ruler and loudly exclaimed "I'd suggest you stop staring at Crona and start paying attention this will be on your final exam" Soul smiled sheepishly muttering an apology.

I'm stopping the chapter here because I don't know what else to write for this chapter so here you go