Hello everyone! Commander here! Yep, this is my newest obsession: Chrono Crusade! I just wuff it to bits! Well, this idea came to me when we were down in Galveston. We were looking in an old antique shop, and I saw this statue of a Vegas showgirl. I was a little disgusted with it at first, but for some strange reason, this little idea popped into my head. Talk about random story ideas. Well, on with the story already!

Disclaimer: I don't own Chrono Crusade. But think of the possibilities if I did.

Note: This story contains action, some humor, a bit of suggestive themes, language, and romance. Enjoy!

Las Vegas. The city of gambling. 'What happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas.'

Whatever you like to call it, many find the bright city heaven. But not many people realize the beautiful place has its downsides too. There are gangs, murderers, trouble makers, thieves, you name it. I guess it's not paradise after all.

In the dark alleyway, a silhouette of a figure could be seen through the mist. It leaned against the wall leisurely, as if waiting for something. Or should I say someone.

A small, short man waltzed past the corner where the figure stood. And in a blink of an eye, the man was gone, as was the suspicious figure. Moments later, the silhouette moved out of the shadow, revealing blood-covered hands, which were casually wiped on the wall. His name was Chrono. Many called him Chrono the Sinner. He was the second highest ranked hit man in Vegas; head wanted in all the police stations. His file wasn't pretty, not at all. He'd committed a total of a booming 28 murders, 13 thefts, and 2 casino vault break-ins. He sure isn't the type you want to be seen with.

When the devil had managed to rid his hands of the thick, red liquid, he entered the nearest building: Showgirl Casino. Hehe, his favorite place.

And so our story begins…

Chapter One : Conversations in the Rain

The young man made his way into the suggestively named building. But then again, this was Vegas after all. What did you expect? His long violet hair brushing past gamblers at the slot machines as they cursing the damned things for not rewarding them, and hopelessly pulling the lever again, just to repeat the process all night. His abnormally long hair glided over a vacant slot machine, catching on the handle. Chrono yelped as he was yanked backwards, hitting his backside on the machine painfully.

He cursed under his breath as he tried to yank his tangled locks off the cursed contraption. Passers-by sniggered at his failed attempts, and more people stood casually around, creating a large crowd. And all to watch a demon try to get his hair uncaught from a slot machine. Quite a site it was.

The devil finally succeeded pulling his matted locks off, and the crowd disappeared, going home to tell friends and family about the display they'd seen at the casino. Chrono slunk away, distastefully noting the large mat on his head, and began to try to work it out with his fingers, with no avail. He soon gave up and tucked it under the rest of his shimmering violet hair, trying to hide it from view so another crowd wouldn't form to stare at him.

When he got to the brightly lit door he chuckled to himself, and pushed them open, to reveal what this place was all about. Scantily-clad women dancing around suggestively? Oh yeah, that's what he was talking about. But he never really got into the whole showgirl thing until…until that girl showed up…

He actually didn't know her name, but she sure was pretty. And she wasn't like the rest of them either. No, she wasn't as slutty as those other girls. She seemed very modest. One time he had actually gotten a rather close seat to the stage, and caught a close-up glimpse of her. The devil remembered it very clearly. He could just swim in those brilliant blue eyes of hers…

"Chrono!" The young demon nearly jumped out of his skin as he heard his name being hissed through the darkness of the crowded theatre. He scanned the audience for the person who had called out to him, crimson eyes darting from person to person.

His fiery gaze finally rested upon a shady person leaning against the corner of the packed room. The devil slunk over to him, whispering.

"What is it Joshua?"

"The boss wants to see you. He doesn't sound too happy."

The purple haired boy sighed heavily. "Fine. Just let me catch the end of this show, 'kay?"

The blonde man namedJoshua smiled. "I didn't know you were into that kinda stuff, Chrono. I guess you were more of a player than I thought." He laughed again. "That Rosette's a beauty, isn't she?"

Chrono continued to stare at the blonde girl on stage. "Rosette…what a lovely name… Hey Joshua, how do you-" but the man was already gone. Chrono shook his head, and looked at the girl on the stage one last time. He stared through the dark, and as one light reflected off his eyes, he and the girl locked gazes. She stopped her routine abruptly, frozen, blue eyes lockedon his red ones. But as soon as she blinked, he had left before she even knew what had happened. She didn't even see the tomato that was about to smack her in the face.

.-

Chrono was out in the alleyway again, this time busying himself cleaning up any traces of him being there, when he heard shrieks come from behind the door that led to the back room of the casino. He amused himself by eavesdropping on the conversation.

"Rosette you stupid girl! What was that?"

"Kate, I'm sorry, it won't happen ag-"

"You're always messing up our show! We're getting fewer customers each week!"

"I'll do better! I promise!"

"That's what you say every week! Get out! I've had it with you Rosette! I gave you another chance last week, but no, you just had to mess this oen up. Now do us all a favor and rid us of your stupidity."

He heard muffled sobs come from the room again. He jumped several feet in the air as the door flew open and a girl crashed out of it, spraying tears everywhere. Obviously the girl wasn't all too bright, and collided with Chrono, who was innocently disposing of the dead man's body in the dumpster. A loud smack echoed from the alleyway, and people stopped to stare at what had made the noise. And who would have thought, another crowd formed. This just wasn't his night.

Rosette lifted herself off the devil, holding her throbbing head. She groaned as the pounding got worse, and looked over at who she had collided with. The dazed boy lifted himself off the ground. His eyes were a bit unfocused, but it wasn't her problem if she had caused this guy brain damage. The violet haired boy managed to make his vision a bit clearer, though he was seeing double. Was it just him, or were there two pretty showgirls in front of him? In a dark alleyway? At one in the morning? Oh, he had to get his mind out of the gutter…

He grinned crazily, obviously still dazed. "Hey there, sexy," he said, winking at her, and then falling unconscious as the girl beat him to a bloody pulp.

.-

When Chrono regained consciousness, he found he had a black eye, a bloody lip, a few bruises, and his sensitive area hurt really, really bad. He propped himself up against the brick wall of the dark alley, gazing around. The demon spotted the girl who had almost crushed his dreams of ever having children. She was lying in the shadows, sleeping. The boy waddled over to her, shaking her shoulder lightly. She opened her hazy sapphire eyes, staring right at him. Chrono fumbled with his words, gazing into her ocean-blue orbs.

"What is it, creep?" she barked, snapping him out of the trance he was in.

Rosette looked him over, noting how much harm she had done to the poor boy.

The girl sighed and sat up, leaning towards him, feeling bad that she had mangled him so badly. But then again, he didn't act very much like a gentleman when she first met him. "Sorry 'bout that mister," Rosette said. She wiped away the blood that was flowing from his lip with her finger.

Chrono weakly smiled. "Why'd you have to kick me?" he squeaked, turning a light shade of pink.

Rosette held back her laughter, blushing slightly too. She remembered his reaction very clearly. God that felt good.

"I was having a bad night. That stupid old hag fired me. I'm sort of glad that I don't have to work there though. I was getting tired of those sex-hungry pigs watching me dance, anyway." She looked up at the sky as it began to rain.

Rosette noted the blood coming from a cut on his forehead. She sheepishly apologized and went to clean it off. But before she could he caught her hand, looking into her eyes. Her own orbs widened as she recognized his wine-colored gaze. The girl giggled a bit and said, "So you're the sex-hungry pig with the pretty eyes, huh?"

Chrono laughed softly at her statement. "That's me alright…"

The girl smiled widely. "The name's Rosette. Pleased to meet 'cha!"

"Chrono. The pleasure's mine."

And they engaged in a deep conversation as the sky poured down upon them.

.-

Hours later they began to run out of things to talk about. Rosette was surprised at herself for getting to know this stranger so well. It wasn't like her to do that. But somehow she related to him so well. It was odd.

The girl laughed at Chrono's soaked hair as he flung it over his shoulder, causing a loud wet slap be heard. Rosette just shook her head.

"What a shame," she whispered, reaching towards his face, running her delicate fingers through his wet locks. "To hide such a cute face behind all this hair shouldn't be allowed." The girl touched his cheek lightly, running her hand over his soft tan skin. Rosette crawled around behind him and sat cross-legged, starting to separate his sopping locks into sections. She felt the devil stiffen as she began to slowly braid his hair, but soon felt him relax at her touch.

When Rosette was done, she held the end of his hair, as not to let her perfect braid fall out. Okay, it wasn't perfect, but she hadn't braided hair in a while. The blonde glanced around, looking for something to tie it with, and began to work a yellow ribbon off the hem of her dress. She tied it in his locks, creating a nice big, yellow bow. Chrono slowly stood up, turning to face her. Rosette's eyes widened…

Just by pulling his hair back, she had taken years off his appearance, seemingly reducing his age to12. She giggled lightly, striking a triumphant pose. "That's more like it! Now everyone can see your face!"

Chrono forced a smile, thinking to himself. 'But I don't want people to see my face. Though it is nice to have it out of the way…'

"Well, it's getting late, I should be going now," the demon said. He glanced over at Rosette, who averted her eyes to the ground. "About that. Eh, do you think I could crash with you tonight?" Chrono got a doubtful look, and she quickly hurried on. "I mean, just for a couple of days! At least until I can find a place to rent. Please?"

"But I don't think-"

Rosette began to sob. She snapped around, turning her back to him as she buried her face in her gloved hands. 'Time to put all my showgirl knowledge into action.' She looked up at the sky, sighing heavily. "I guess I'll just stay here. Wait, but what'll I eat? I'll starve! Oh no!" The girl began to wail, and while doing that she had managed to wiggle her backside around, right in front of the devil.

Chrono's nose began to bleed, and he quickly covered it up with his sleeve. "I gueff shoo could shtay wiff ush," he mumbled through his now bloody jacket sleeve, mentally kicking himself forcaving in.

"Oh, Chrono! I couldn't ask for a more generous offer! But if you insist!" Rosette snaked her arm around him own, grinning madly. 'Tee hee, I knew it'd work.'

Chrono sighed, his nose bleed lessening slightly. 'How will I ever pull this one off?'

Well! How'd you guys like it? I sure hope it was long enough! 5 pages exactly. I didn't want to have too much in here. I need to save some for the other chapters.My fingers are killing me! Whew! Well, what are you waiting for? Review, review, review! Comments and suggestions are welcome. Bye-bye now!