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{{ Crona felt that it was wrong to watch her because she had nothing covering her, and he felt something was amiss when she kissed ragnarok. "So. . .raganrok is special to you? So he is a 'lover'? " He said , trying to understand. If it was about someone close to you, to him that was maka. She was his first and closest friend and she ment alot to him. "If its about someone special to you. . .t-then. .. maka is special to me. . .so that means she's my lover?" He said , a bit confused. How to handle this. . . .he didn't get it at all! Especially what she ment with 'all kinds of fun stuff'. He knew that studying with maka was fun. . . .and not being hit by ragnarok was fun. Writing poetry and maka encouragin him was fun. . .so was that what she ment by fun stuff? Did this mean maka really was his 'lover'? He peeked around his shoulder to see ragnarok and blairs lips touching alot. What were they doing? He didn't know, but he saw black star and his weapon do that from time to time when she wasn't in weapon form. He should ask maka what it was. He looked away, feeling in his gut it was bad to watch people touch lips together. }}

{{ She was saying alot of terms and thing he didn't know what they were, but he would ask maka later if he ever got out of there. When she handed him a book it just had words, no pictures, so he didn't know what kind of book it was or its hidden contents. When she pressed her lips to crona, like she did ragnarok, he found himself dizzy. He was too confused on what was happening and was now jus too scared to move when she slipped her toung in his mouth, but it did cause him to drop the book where his arm now hung , at his side.. It was weird and unusual and he didn't know how to deal with it! She was kissing him more passionately now and crona was frozen and scared. Thankfully, maka had burth through the door, using soul as a tree log to bust her way in. Blair had pulled away to see what happened and maka storned in and grabbed crona and used herself as a wedge between them, holding crona to herself. "You make me sick! Taking advantage of a young boy who has a hard time knowing how to deal woth people anyway and you go and molest him! Stay away from him or elts you sick ***** witch!" She hissed, feeling the frightened crona melt into her arms. She walked him out as maka left soul on the floor, passed out and told kid she was taking crona home, and death collected soul without looking at blair and followed behind maka. Crona whimpered and tried to explain what happened, but maka understood him more than he did himself so she pointed out there was no explanation needed and they made their way back to the school, where maka was going to make a report, and a hell of a report it would be.

The next day, crona told maka he was okay and would come to class. Twenty minutes in and he still didn't know hwhat they were talking about. Not to mention he didn't sit near maka so he felt kinda alone, and his mind kept going back to the event that happened yesterday. He didn't know how to handle a situation like this! His hands scratched both sides of his head in nervousness, tuning out the teachers words on the things they learned the other day, but crona knew he didn't know. Maka was unable to teach him much yesterday because of---His face burned a light pink. }}

{{ He jumped a bit when he heard a crash and saw blair was the one who came through the glass window. He felt nervous Was she going to be after him? He didn;'t knwo how to handle a woman being after him. But his eyes widened when she stopped infront of soul and somewhat dragged him, somewhat because he was willing, to the front of the room. Then she was talking to maka and now that he was listening, he still couldn't understand. She was saying she'd take soul away from maka? Why? That would hurt maka, but maka isn't the type of person to chose between two people she cares about. . . even if it was soul or crona. He turned his head to maka, who had stood up and was staring at her desk, a shadow over her eyes. She stormed down and yanked soul out of blairs chest without a word, but before maka could say anything about not chosing between them, crona took that as she chose soul. He stood up and found his throat had amde a crying noice. People looked back at him and black star shouted. "OH WOW! MAKA MADE CRONA CRY! WHAT A HEARTLESS WOMAN, CHOSING HER BOYFRIEND OVER HER BEST FRIEND! HAHAHAHAAH!' And then black stars partner silenced him with a hand over his mouth. Maka looked up at crona in the eyes and couldn't believe he was crying. She knew he had taken it a wrong way but before she could say anything, crona began to cry harder and he ran down the stairs and out of the room, hearing a desperate 'Wait!" From maka, who then argued with blair on what she did and stuff. Crona couldn't believe it, but he knew he should. Maka was an honest person, and it was obvious that soul was more important to her, so why wouldn't she choose him? Black star said that soul was maka's boyfriend. . .he had heard of that term. . .but he wondered if it ment like the term 'lover'. Knowing he couldn't be something special to her, it was torterous! He realized that maka was more special to him. .. . what was the thing blair had said? Someone you want to do special things with right? Special things like hanging out, or beig close. . .or even pressing lips together? He knew he would be more confertable with maka in any of those situations, so why did it hurt knowing he couldn't? "I DON'T KNOW HOW TO DEAL WITH A SITUATION LIKE THIS!!!" He cried, bardging into his room and grabbing his pillow, sinking into the corner, facing it. He croed and sobbed into his pillow until his tears ran dry. This was to be expected. He wasn't ment to be anything but a failed attempt of a death god made by medusa. He was a failure, nothing! No one would want him, he had been fooling himself thinking maka wanted to be close to him. He had misjudged her, and that was his truth. }}

{{ Crona was beginning to calm down, even for a time ragnarok had come out and beat on him but soon gave up seeing as crona had tuned him out and somehow turned off his ability to feel his punches and hear his hurtful words so he had given up and went back inside crona's back . After a while of just focusing on his breathing, in truth this was what helped him tune out ragnarok nearly completely, he heard blairs voice. He couldn't handle her right now, he knew that. He just wanted to hug mr pillow and sit with mr corner and pretend he didn't exist, but as if to prove that he did, he felt arms wrap around him. This wasn't helping him fade to nothing and his body stiffened at her touch. His tightly closed eyes opened suprised at her apology and although he didn't want her to do so, he put his face into his pillow and let her remain there, where she was. It was warm. . .he wasn't use to such warmth. . . but it didn't hurt so it must've been a good thing. Maka never hugged him for this long before. Then he heard something, a phrase which he had heard others say, but had no experience himself in recieving. "Love? Whats that?" He asked tentetivly, lifting his head out of the pillow just enough to reveal his forgead and eyes, but his nose and mouth remained covered by the soft pillow. }}

{{ Happieness crona didn't understand, but he thought he felt it whenever his friend maka was there near him. But love is when you can't look someone in the eye and speak? Weakness in the knee's? Heart skips beats? But thatshow everyone effected him! So did that mean he loved everybody? "I don't think I could deal with being in love with everybody. . .c-cause if what you say is true, then I have alot of symptoms of love. . .My body acts that way around other people and I can't deal with it!" Then crona blinked his eyes, confused as something connected. "Y-You say that you feel that way about me? B-But how. . .I only met you yesterday. . .It doesn't make sence and I can't deal with that. . ." Crona mushed his face in his pillow as if he was burrowing himself invisable. Maka. Maka. . . he wanted to be with maka and the seperation hurt him so much he couldn't deal with it. "I wish maka was here. . . . " He muttered to himself, unintentional if it hurt blair in any way. Crona was a simple minded child, he didn't bond with his mother properly so he clung to the next first thing that had given him warmth, and that was maka. His best friend. ..the one that threw him away. He felt himself start tearing up again and be began to sob into his pillow like he would often do on maka's shoulder while she held him. }}

{{ Crona was shy and didn't know how to deal with girls, so blair suddenly going away like that was strange and he didn't know what to do. His thoughts kept going back to his best friend,a nd the more he thought about it, the more sad he became. If he didn't hear the knock on his chamber door, he surely would've been depressed all day. It was maka's voice calling out his name in a worried tone. "U-Um. . .n-no one's home!" He said in a weak voice. "Crona, please open up! Please? For me?" Weak when it came to maka, he got up and went to the door. Clinging to mr. Pillow for deal life, he opened it and there was maka. No soul, just maka. She stood there and held her arms out and then the situation made sence. She came there to let him know that she still cared. That she was still his friend! He dropped the pillow and fell into her grip, crying on her shoulder like he did when he confessed to his wrong doings. He only sniffled, he let his tears drip wildly onto her shoulder as he felt her hug him like he did the first ever time she hugged him. He confessed on how he felt hurt and lonely and what blair said and how he didn't know what to do, because she was a girl and he was shy, and he didn't know how to deal with girls. Maka, understanding, first replied with how she didn't trade him for soul. Blair just pissed her off and crona was special to her, her best friend, and soul was an idiot and the only reason she pulled soul out of her chest because he would lose too much blood and pass out, like usual, whenever blair was around. "I don't want her stealing the two most important people to me. . .and I didn't mean to make you cry. . .now, your worried about blair? What did she say?" Maka said, leading crona to his bed so they could talk. "Well. . .she said love and about being a lover and kissed ragnarok and all this stuff. . .a-a-and. . .um. . " "Wait, why not start at the beginning. . .and kissing ragnarok? Thats strange. . ." So crona started at the beginning about what happened in the bathroom and how he couldn't deal with it, then what happened when she was here, talking about 'love' and them and stuff he didn't understand. "I-I dunno. . theres a feeling. . .in my stomach. . .it hurts when i think how she ran off saying she didn't care. . ." "It might be guilt. . ." "I dunno what it is.. .. its just unnerving and I'm no use to it." "Don't worry, we'll figure it out." Maka was putting on her best face in front of coul. What blair did was unforgivable, trying to SEDUCE crona then from what she knew and from crona's story, tryed to trick crona into thinking she was chosing him over soul then be the one to 'comfort' him? Tricky indeed. "I don't know how to deal if she's mad at me. . ." Crona said worriedly, and that suprised maka. crona was honest, so she could tell by him saying that, that blair had left some kind of impression on him. }}

{{ Crona had just met blair so for him to be attatched quickly qould be near impossible. But if blair really wanted crona she would try again, and that worried maka because crona was a sweet boy who often was misunderstood by alot of things. he was simpple and had the mind of a child somewhat, and maka was his closest thing he had of family. He didn't know how bad he hurt blair, or how, or how to fix it, but maka could tell that it bothered crona that she said she didn't care about him, so that ment crona seemed to already care for her. Sure he may not be able to be comfertable around her bbut he had a problem how to deal with people. If anyone understood crona's wavelength it was maka. They talked for a while and ended up deciding they would have a sleep over in maka's room. And to make crona happy, maka called blair and although she didn't pick up, she left a message that blair was invited to a sleepover curtious of crona, and the sleepover was in her room.She told her in the message that crona was worried because blair said she wouldn't care for him anymore and how if she was really serious about crona to come over to learn more about him. And with the message there they had changed into their pj's , seperately of course, and crons was sitting on maka's bed, hugging his pillow and feeling nervous. "What if she doesn't come? What if I made her hate me? I don't like this situation. . ." Maka ruffled crona's hair. "If she's really serious about you, she'll want to know you. And if she's serious, she'll come. You only met her the other day, she can't love you without knowing you so don't worry. . ." "Your so confident its startling. . .its unsettling and I don't know how to deal with that." He could, but his mind was wired to worried mode that he just said that without meaning to. He curled his pillow to him more and waited in the outfit he wore to the party that maka once threw him. It was white and simple and crona chose that instead of his normal dress robe outfit. }}