Soul eater3: Crona's first love and passion

Soul eater chapter1: She Admits it! Is Crona Ready?

Maka lied in her bed, thinking. 'What am I going to do?' She thought. Recently, she discovered she was gaining feelings for Crona, when she had only intended to be friends with him. She didn't quite understand it, but there was just something about him that made her feel the way she did. The way she felt like she could be herself and tell him everything. How timid he was...it made her feel powerful in the best way possible. She always felt amazing around him, regardless of the situation with which they were dealing.

Her feelings grew stronger with each passing moment. Deep inside, she knew he wouldn't be able to deal with it if she told him. She definitely didn't want to ruin the friendship for which she had worked so hard. But at this point, she felt the risk was almost worth it. She checked the clock. It was only 8:32 p.m., she still had time. She put on her jacket then left the apartment.

Crona still stayed at the academy, so that's where she was headed. She was thankful they kept it unlocked until midnight, considering people lived there; criminals weren't ever trying to break in.

Eventually, Maka arrived, happy that she hadn't gotten raped or robbed or something while walking the streets. Death City was dangerous at night.

She opened the door to the building and walked quietly inside. She snuck around, not necessarily wanting to run into any faculty. She located the staircase to the lower corridors of the academy. She crept down the stairs carefully.

She wandered through the dimly-lit halls, knowing the way by heart. Eventually, she reached Crona's room. She took a deep breath, the pressure that comes from the situation heavily weighing down on her mind and becoming more prominent with every move she made closer to his door. Soon enough, she was right in front of it. She put her hand on the cold steel, cleared her mind of any opposing thoughts, and then proceeded to knock.

No answer. "Crona?" She spoke upon registering the silence, "are you there?" A few seconds pass. Maka began to turn to leave before she heard a voice from the door. "M-Maka? Is that you?" The voice spoke quietly. "Crona!" She exclaimed, quickly returning to the door. "I um...need to talk to you. Could you open the door?" She spoke. There was more silence. She began to become impatient. Suddenly, the door began to creak open slowly. It was opened only slightly before it stopped moving altogether. Maka pushed it the rest of the way open.

Inside, she found Crona standing there sheepishly, his arm crossed over his torso and his hand latched onto the opposite arm. "H-hey, Maka." He spoke, smiling lightly. "W-what is it?" She kicked her shoes off before speaking, "Let's sit." They sat on the edge of his bed.

Maka folded her hands in her lap. "Crona..." she began. "D-did I do something wrong?" Crona panicked. "No," she began, chuckling, "if anything, you did something right." she smiled. She grabbed his hand. He didn't find it odd; they always held hands with the implications of friendship. He was, however, wondering what had prompted her to come all the way to the academy. What was so important?

Maka sighed. "I'm just going to say it." She looked at him to find him already staring. "Crona, I like you." she stated. He looked away quickly, blushing. She squeezed his hand. "Y-you m-mean like-like?" He asked, looking up at her sheepishly from behind his messy bangs. She nodded.

Suddenly, Crona withdrew his hand from Maka's and retreated quickly to the cold corner. He drew his knees to his torso, hugged his legs, and put his head down. "...Crona?" Maka questioned, approaching the shy swordsman. She kneeled down in front of him. "I don't know how to deal with girls..." he mumbled almost inaudibly. "Let me show you." she said. He brought his head up. Tentatively, she grabbed his chin. She gazed into his scared eyes before bringing their lips together in a loving kiss. He remained wide-eyed throughout the few-second-long kiss; Maka had her eyes closed. She pulled back then desperately scanned his eyes for his reaction. He looked shocked; he didn't say a thing.