AUTHORS NOTE!

not much, don't own soul eater or the charecters. This was a small idea that poped into my head. i plan on making it around 10 chapters and i already finished 9...i'm sort of stuck on an ending though. sorry about any bad grahmer, i don't have a beta and my windows is down :( had to use word pad, so i did the best i could. couples will probably be:

arachnexasura

cronax?

blackstarx?

makaxsoul

justinxgiriko

freexeruka

well thanks and please review. i'll probably update along the lines of a matter of weeks.

Arachne sat upon he usuall web sipping from a fine glass of wine. eventually the doors were kicked open by giriko and mosquito walked in with a tiny seven year old chlid beside him. hand in hand they walked towards the web. eventually arachne removed herself from her perch and got on her knees to meet the child face to face.

"hello crona, do you know who i am?" a tiny head shake no. it was obvious that he was scared in unfamiliar surroundings withought the only other human form being he knew. the child wore a black dress that ended in points above his shins with white dimond shapes on them. his outfit had cuff on her neck, sleeves, and upon his tiny black shoes. why his mother choose to dress as a female was beyond arachne's comprehenssion.

"i am arachne, your mother's sister, i am your aunt." if the child was scared before he was terrifed now. he unconciously took a step back and hesitantly bowed keeping his head low and didn't dare to look up.

"why are you afraid of me little one?" at this statement he slowely rose his head. "y-y-you're not g-going to kill me?"

"no, of course not."

"beat me?"

"no child."

"experiment on me?"

"no child."

"eat me?"

"no honey i will not eat you."

"will you-?"

"no crona, look just listen to me. it has been brought to my attention that medusa badly mistreats you and abuses you. so i decided that my little nephew could in no way stay in those conditions. so i took you for myself. i can train you in your witch side while misquito and giriko can help your fighting, once you advance i will call upon the samurai mafune to train you. once you are strong enough you will be able to kill medusa. hopefully you will come to accept me as your mother and asura as your father."

there was silence and crona only met her eyes with a curious one. "who is asura?"

"asura is a kishen who once he awakens will come back to me and we can be together to raise you, as a family."

"how long will it take for him to get here?"

she paused and put a finger to her chin for dramatic effect. "well crona, if all goes as planned he should be here by this time next week."

"will you starve me also?"

"no sweety you will have breakast lunch and dinner with me and if you wish, an apple in between meals."

"will there be enough for me AND ragnarok?"

"yes but i have seen his antics, ragnarok will eat seperatly and if he steals your food i will hit him with my trusty fan." she wipped out her fan and lightly fanned herself with it.

"will you poke at me also?"

"no child."

"w-well then, th-thank you l-lady arachne."

she smiled, "if you want you can always call me mom,"

crona poped his head up in suprise to look at her.

"or mommy, if it grows on you" she gave crona one of the sweetest smiles that she could muster and held out her arms for a stood there not comprihending what a hug was or how it was given. mosquito released the child's tiny hand and nudged him closer to the woman on her knees. her smile never faultered and after realzing he didn't know what to do she wrapped her arms around him pulling him closer and effectivley giving him a hug. he shakily returned the hug and they stayed that way for a moment.

then arachne stood up and held him by the hand leading him up a long spiral staircase with giriko and mosquito tailing along behind. eventually they made it to the third floor. arachne explained that the room was so high up because if an intruder did manage to make it past the thousands of traps and gaurds into the castle past the gaurds and arachniphobia on the first floor and giriko and mosquito on the second floor then arachne will destroy them easily. this way crona was gaurenteed safety.

once you go through the door of the stair case, along a long hallway were three doors. the first door was lady arachne's , across from it was a bathroom, and the second was presumably crona's. leading them down the hallway, the eldest of the gorgon sisters opened the door to crona's future room. it was made of gray bricks, as was every room of the castle, and a single bed rested in the corner. in front of it was a closed chest that looked like a treasure chest. the floor was completely flat grey ston with a large light blue circular rug in the middle. in the croner in front of the bed and chest was a wardrobe that was currently closed. on the side of the bed with blue blankets and comforters was a desk with a lamp on it's right corner, closest to the bed. the drawers on the desk were closed and a blue rolly chair was in front of it. the room had no windows but the was a ceiling light with a fan on it.

crona drank in the sight of he first actuall room he ever had. albite a tad bit dull, it was the best that they could do with a room they was full of grey unpaintable stone. he slowly turned to arachne and said a quiet thank you. she placed a hand on his shoulder, gave it a comforting squeeze and smile, then turned and left with giriko, leaving behind mysquito and the child alone in the room. he fumbled with his fingers not looking at mysqutio and opted to keep his head down. mysqutio held out his hand for the child to grab which he did. the elder led the youth towards the bathroom in the hallway opening the door, walking inside and closing it behind him. he started to run the bath and once it was filled with warm water he bowed and gestured his arms towards the bath signaling crona to enter. the pink haired boy stood there looking at his as if to ask what to do. then ragnarok finally made an appearence.

"oh for kami's sakes crona he just wants you to take a bath! you've been smelling like garbage for the past week. it make not be a couldron like normall but it sort of looks like it..." raganrok poked the side of crona's head. "go take a bath smelly." and with those words he dissapeard into the boy's back. mosquito nodded signaling that he did infact wish for the child to bathe so crona stripped down and got into the water. mosquito procceded to use a sponge to clean the child going so far as to washing his hair. once her was done he was dressed in red pyjama pants and a loose grey t-shirt. mosquito lead him down the stair case of yaba gaba gastle into the dining room. there on the table layed bottles of beer, wine, blood, and a glass of millk. upon the table were peas, mashed potatoes, and a turkey. once everyone was seated and eating with their appropriate drik, arachne sat at the top of the table with her galss of wine, crona next to her sipping his milk and mosquito and giriko sat in the middle fighting while the younger took swings of his beer while the elder elegantly sipped his blood.

ragnarok poped out of crona's back, shoving the boy's face out of the way he greedily reached for he food. "raganarok, stop it, i don't know how to deal with getting any skinner than i already-" 'WHACK'

arachne slammed down her fan upon raganrok's head. without missing a beat she slid a plate of food towards the bloody being and said nothing. raganrok grumbled but ate his respective food next to crona as loudly and disgustingly as he seemed to ignoore the wepon's disqusting eating habits as they all tried to enjoy their meal. later crona was returned to his room where arachne kissed him on the forehead goodnight, reminded him that she was nextdoor if he need her, and tucked him in. she left the door slightly open to try and make sure that the room wasn't completely dark as to scare the left the boy sleeping and went all the way back down to the first floor. she went on her web again as she spoke with mosquito about her plans to unleash asura. troops from arachniphobia would quickly and quietly sneak into the dwma and sacrifice themselves to asura so that he may once again have blood. the arachne would find his wereabouts and they would be together again to raise crona and unleash madness to the world. they already knew where the kishen was kept, all was left was to get to the bag of skin.

*TIME SKIP. 1 week 2 days*

the mission took a bit longer than expeected but it as completeted and asura and his madness were revived. arachne had extened an inveation for him to join them and he did. crona was absolutely terrified of the man and held a bit of resentment towards him because asura would lay upon lady arachne's lap. taking prcious 'mother son' time away. crona had finally been introduced to a mother's love and did not want it taken away from him. taking a deep breath and desperatly summoning any and all self confidence that he had he raised his loosed fist and knocked on the door.

a "come in" was heard and crona pushed the door open. walking inside he saw his supposed mother sitting on her bed with the kishin's head resting on her lap. crona looked to the ground as he walked towards the bed and looked up at his aunt/mother. the kishen was faced away from him and now was when he questioned his mother.

"...mom" he started with a low voice. "why do you spend all of your time with him now? am i not good enough anymore?" at the last question crona's eyes began to water and his nose began to drip as he tried to stop from bursting into tears.

"oh crona, you-" arachne started softly but was inturupted by the kishen.

"who are you?" crona's mouth opened and he took a step back,now that the kishen was awake his madness overflowed everywhere, filling the room to the brim which terrified crona. arache seemed as if she was not bothered by the wave of madness and looked at crona for his answer to the kishen's question. "i-i pass" at this the kishen rolled over to face the young child.

"this isn't a game. you can't choose wether you want to pass or not. i am the kishen asura and i have all the attention of the witch lady arachne, who are you?" asura's smile spread showing his teeth awaiting the childs responce. upon the mention of having the spider witch's attention crona's face became harder. he seemed to rise his chin a little higher and said,

"i am the demon swords man crona" then out of his back popped out ragnarok. "and i'm the best black blood wepon, ragnarok. the kid isn't to bright so don't bother talking to him." then he wacked crona in the back of the head and dissapeared back into his body. crona seemed to waver for a moment but didn't say anything as he attempted to look into the eyes of asura. at this point asura started to laugh.

"alright come here kid," his scarfs went flying and wrapped themselves around crona's waist and lifted him into the air. at this point it was a miriacle that crona didn't soil his dress and started to scream, louder and louder until they fadded away leaving broken sobs and hiccups in the wake. he desperatly tried to cover his face as it turned red and he couldn't stop crying. arachne put a warning hand on top of asura's head. "don't worry arachne, i'm not going to hurt the kid." then the scarf brought crona on top of the bed and into asura's arms. once the scarfs were gone and crona was in his embrace and wrapped his arm around the pink haired meister asura patted him on the head and rolled over back into his slumber. crona was shaking but seemed to clam down when he realized that his head was resting upon lady arachne's lap. she placed her other hand on his head and stroked his head as well. crona eventually fell into a deep slumber and both males on her lap snorred ligtly.

arachne smiled, it seemed crona had accepted asura's unspoken offer to share her attention. she took lock of their hair and twirled them around on her finger. her family has fianally come together. she would have a loving and powerful husband to watch over her and her adoring and powerfull child. and although crona was not her birth child it did feel like he was. medusa would not lay a hand on her family or else arachne would not have doubt in her mind and kill her. arachne sighed a contented sigh and continued to stroke the hair of the two males on her lap.

eventualy crona was the first to wake with a yawn and stretched out his legs and sat up. stretching out his arms and back, with another yawn he turned around and looked behind him. there was a dozing arachne with her hand on asuras head while her own head was on her shoulder with her eyes closed dozing softly. crona seemed to smile a bit at seeing his 'mother'. then he looked to his side and asura had his back faced away from him lying on arachne's lap. crona was terrified of the kishen but he liked him a little bit. he swung his legs over the bed and got down. he went down to the first floor where members of arachnephobia were walking around aimlessly. upon seeing arachne's adopted child they all hurried away and pretended that they were doing something productive. crona shrugged and went to the table where giriko was sipping his alchohol.

"morning kid." he greeted. crona nerously looked down at his lap and respondede with a low "good morning" giriko took another swing of his beer and looked at the boy. "what do you want for breakfast pinky?"

crona blushed at the sudden nick name. "oh uh i'm fine with some water and mush" at this the alchoholic seemed to groan. "you don't live with medusa anymore pinky. when are you going to learn that there are other things to eat other than water and mush? how do eggs, toast, and orange juice sound?"

"oh yeah they uh, sound good" at this giriko dramaticaly stood up and when it looked like he was about to walk away he cupped his hands around his mouth. "HEY GEZER! PINKY HERE WANTS SOME TOAST EGGS AND OJ, MAKE IT REAL QUICK WILL YA?" the dining room door opened to reveal an angry mosquito. " WELL IF HE WANT'S IT SO BAD WHY DON'T YOU GET OFF YOUR BUM AND MAKE HIM SOME YOU UNGRATEFUL GOOD FOR NOTHING?" at this point both men were furious. "WHAT DO YOU MEAN GOOD FOR NOTHING? I CALLED YOU HERE DIDN'T I?"

"YOU WANT TO FIGHT YOU LITTLE PUNK?"

"HELL YEAH I DO!" giriko activated his chainsaw leg and charged at the elder man who dodged and jumped in the air prepared to attack until a "give it a rest" was heard. landing on the ground he turned to see lady arachne with asura behind her.

'l-lady arachne!" he bowed "forgive me for my behavior in front of you your child. but this hooligan attacked me first."

arachne rooled her eyes, fully aware of the antics of the two. waving her hand dissmisively she walked to her seat at the top of the table. asura fallowed and sat on her left with crona on her at crona she saw him poking his fingers together and glacning at asura she saw that he was eyeing the souls of a couple of her henchmen. "how about mosquito goes and makes crona's and i breakfast while giriko can go collect some sould for asura and ragnarok?" the two nodded and headed to complete their respective tasks.

*TIME SKIP. 1 month 3 weeks 4 days*

for the fist time in a whle crona was allowed out of yabba gabba castle. he had infact warmed up to asura who had become more like a father figure to him and lady arachne seemed to like the new relationship. they had already started crona's training and he had learned a few basic spells and had been doing well in giriko's 'attack and destroy class' and a little less well with mosquito's 'plan capture and decide' class. arachne thought that it would be a good idea for crona to get some air and was sent to go into the nearest town to get some fruit and some souls. without crona knowing arachne sent two henchmen to silently fallow crona, not to interfere unless crona was in danger, and then report back to her. crona was wearing his normall dress and ragnarok was instructed not to come out until there was a fight. crona walked to the small fruit stand clenching the coins asura gave him in his tiny fist. looking up he saw an old man smiling down at him.

"how may i help you today youngling?"

"oh i um...can i get..how much is an apple?"

"well that depends do you want red yellow or green?"

"um nevermind i pass, how much for a uh...peach?"

"well one would be 50cents but today we have a special. two for 80 cents. saves you 20 cents right there."

"oh uh yeah okay." crona carefully counted the coins in his small plam and handed the man the 80 cents. the man accepted the money and handed the child the two peaches. "thank you come again." crona nodded and walked to the outskirs of the town. going to the edge he found a lone house where about two or two people resided. crona grabbed ragnarok as he slowly opened the door revealing a woman with messy red hair in a bun and angry green eyes as she cooked over a stove. behind her looking at the food hungrily was a man with very short brown hair and brown eyes. they looked over at the child who raised his sowrd in the air.

*back at the castle*

crona walked in with a half eaten peach, a normall peach and two fresh souls. tossing one up in the air ragnarok poped out and hungrily ate one. resting uopn the childs head ragnarok stayed there comfortably and stayed on his meister's head as he walked upstairs. crona knocked on the door of his 'mother' and 'father's' room. a "come in" was heard as crona opened the door. asura was the only one inside and he was currently reading a book laying on the bed."yeah whats up?"

"oh i uh brought you a," crona walked to the bed and used his small ams to pull himself onto the matress and handed the kishen the glowing blue orb. "i brought you a soul" at this point asura sat up "awesome," he grabbed it and swallowed the thing whole, sighing in satisfaction. "thanks crona."

"oh your wel-ah!" asura slung is arms around crona's waist and pulled him down back into the bed with him. ausra pulled crona closer to him a fell asleep. crona's eyes widened for a moment but then closed in acceptance, being used to his father's strange habit of pulling him close and falling asleep. crona snuggled into his chest and fell asleep as well.

arachne walked into her bedroom and smiled. crona had accepted asura as his father and her family was complete. asura's madness has been spreading and although she herself was not affected, with his black blood crona is starting to show signs of severe madness. she rubbed her chin thoughfully. she wasn't sure if being that close with asura was for better or for worse.

*TIME SKIP 4 years, 3 monthe, 1 week, 4 days*

by this time crona had turned ten and had been exceling in his classes. so much so in fact that arachne planned on calling upon mifune soon. as it turned out that crona was practiaclly born mad so he would not be affected too much just like arachne if anything asura was sure to return them to sanity. giriko and mosquito have been injected with one of arachne's expiremets and it served as a vaccine for the madness keeping them sane as well. although arachne had not planned on it the two had become a part of the family as well. their squabaling had turned playful altough it could become violent. mosquito was a very good care taker for crona when arachne and asura were out of the castle and the elder man had taking a liking to the boy. sometimes crona would even go so far as to calling him grandpa or grandpa moqsuito. giriko was not much of a grandpa but crona would call him unce giriko, the alchoholic teacher had become a friend of crona's and together they would occasionally go out to reap the souls of many. crona was raised in a way that tought that it was perfectly okay to kill others but never your kin, blood or not, unless of course it was medusa. there was nothing wrong with being nice or friendly but don't have too many outer-family attachments.

today was the day that crona would be aloud out of the castle purely alone. without giriko or any arachniphobia members fallowing him around. crona waved goodbe to moquito as he closed the castle door behind the ten year old and he took off. in the time ragnarok had become a slight bit buffer which ment he could hit harder but luckily for crona arachne had bashed it into his head that he should not harm crona. ragnarok had poped out of crona's back and rested upon the childs head.

"so crona, where are we headed? we gunna get some souls cuz im STARVING!"

"oh hey ragnarok, no well mabye, i was just going to go and just look around town, nothing special, mabye see if that old guy with the fruitstand is still there."

in the time crona had barely changed his attire and had opted to continue to wear girlish clothing and wore a black dress ending in cuffed wrists and collar. his black steal toed boots only stuck out slightly.

"WHAT? no souls? WHAT ARE YOU PLANNING TO DO? STARVE ME TO DEATH?" ragnarok slammed his fist on crona's head. "arachnes not around to protect your precious little head so i suggest you go and find me some lunch! NOW!"crona sighed but complied and walked into a small deli on the outskirts of the town.

"hiya, how may i help you little girl?"

"w-wait little what?"

"well," the shop keeper rubbed his chin full of stuble", no way does a haircut like that belong to a boy and if i am not mistaken you ARE wearing a dress, are you not? flat as a board sure but...?"

crona's frown deepend as he headed for his beloved in embaressment and shame.

"no wait hold on crona, i'm still hungry and the people in here are just waiting to be in my stomach so get over there and feed me!" ragnarok started to pull on the boys pink hair but he did not budge.

"no, mabye he's right i do look like a girl. mabye i should dye my hair? cut it? shave it off? oh i don't know how to deal with being bald!" crona shoved his face into his hand as he started to cry.

"oh no wait hold on i'm sorry. i didn't mean to offend you. i didn't kow you were a boy please don't cry." the shop keeper was nerveously sweating and scratching the back of his head.

"no it's okay," crona stood up and held ragnarok in sword form ", i can kill people better when they upset me. My blood is black you know" crona raised his sword into the air and with one smoothe move he was able to cut everyone in the shop in half.

"SWEET!" ragnarok opened his mouth and started to suck in all of the souls noisily and his drool was going everywhere. crona made a face of disgust but said nothing as he walked out of the now empty shop and went into the town. looking around he spotted his favorite fruit stand and started to graze over the different kinds of fruit. ragnarok had recceded back into the child's back and said nothing as crona walked side ways hovering over all of the food. without looking crona had accidentally triped on a stranger's shoe and crashed into the other boy sending them to the ground. when crona opened his eyes he looked down to realize that he was laying upon a stranger with white hair and red eyes looking tiredly up at him. "mind getting off?"

at this crona jumped off. "oh i-i'm so sorry i didn't mean-"

"nah it's alright. no harm done right?" he gave the pink haired boy a toothey grin while rubbing the back of his head. "HEY SOUL!" the soul man turned around to see his meister wlking towards him.

"where did you go? you left me all the way back there talking to myself trying on hats. huh who's this?" the blond headed pigtailed girl gestured towards crona looking to soul for an answer.

"heck if i know, pinky tripped and fell on me, second we got up you came here all 'oh you left me trying on hats bymyself because i didn't hear you when you said i'm going to get fruit'"

"MAKA CHOP" maka smashed the book into soul's head leaving him a pile of mush on the ground and then she turned to crona.

"hi there, my name is maka, what's yours?"