Hi everyone!

Yes, two stories at once. Just cuz I can :P

This one is going to be bizarre, I warn you now. I really don't remember where the thought popped into my head from, but I decided to run with it.

So, enjoy!

Disclaimer: Scarred Rose doesn't own Chrno Crusade.

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It was 8:30 A.M. at the New York branch of the Magdalene order, and all of the late-risers had finally shuffled down to breakfast. Yawning and grumbling about the rainy morning, they joined the nuns and priests who actually enjoyed getting up early, and all dug in to their meals. The very last pair to make it down to the food, as usual, was an irritated looking blonde girl closely followed by a short, purple-haired boy in a red coat. Said purple-haired boy was currently nursing one whopper of a lump on his head, and trying not to giggle at the memory of how he'd woken Rosette up that morning. He could tell that if he laughed now, he'd just get a matching bump on the other side of his head courtesy of the angry nun.

Rosette wordlessly grabbed a tray and stalked off towards the food while Chrno made towards the beverages. He grabbed a steaming mug of black coffee for himself, and a big glass of orange juice for his partner, and then picked out a table and sat down. When he was seated, the little demon crossed his arms behind his head and slid down in his chair, letting a contented smile cross his face. This quickly turned into a smirk as he allowed himself a little chuckle about that morning. Apparently, Rosette did not like waking up to find the Elder leering at her. It had only been a picture, but the look on her face had still been priceless. Unfortunately, the rage she normally would have directed against the perverted old man had befallen Chrno instead. Oh well, it was definitely worth it.

"And just what exactly is so funny?" Rosette's voice cut through his memories.

Ooops, she caught me. The demon thought, and quickly made up an excuse.

"Uh, just remembering the look on Sister's Kate's face yesterday when I had to break into the office to keep her from strangling you." He answered weakly, cracking one eye open to look up at his partner.

"Humph." She responded. "Dirty old hag…"

Chrno let a sigh of relief blow out of his lungs and sat back up in his chair. Breakfast was on, and luckily for him nothing made Rosette happier than eating. A few of the other nuns came and joined their table, and soon Rosette was gleefully conversing with them just like a normal person. Well, as normal as a person who didn't chew their food all the way before trying to swallow it could be. Chrno watched them with amusement, letting the subject of their discussion slide past him. Knowing the crowd at the table it was either demon-hunting exploits, the severity of Sister Kate's punishments, or the latest cute boy one of them had seen. Of course, each of these discussions always eventually became blown way out of proportion. A legion would become a fully-fledged two-horned demon, one week of dish-duty would become a month of cleaning the entire cafeteria with a toothbrush, and some guy with a nice smile would somehow turn into a glowing god.

He didn't really care what they were talking about this morning, and so passed the time fiddling with his cereal and watching Rosette. Suddenly, she was looking at him with a mean grin and he snapped back to reality.

"What?" Chrno asked, wondering what kind of torture was about to befall him.

"Oh nothing," Rosette answered, letting her expression turn deceptively casual. "It's just that it looks like Sister Margaret finished breakfast early. I think she's gonna come over here and talk to us." She gave a wicked grin. "And it looks like that's the only seat left." She pointed at the empty chair next to Chrno, and then broke into a few giggles.

"…Oi." Chrno suddenly became fascinated by the cereal in his bowl, and sank a bit lower in his chair. Sister Margaret had started flirting with him a few weeks ago, and her attentions were becoming a bit unbearable for the poor little demon.

At first, Rosette had been pretty pissed about it, not that she'd actually tell Chrno that or anything, but once she saw how uncomfortable it made him, she decided she'd let it go on. After all, Chrno needed to squirm sometimes considering all of the creative ways he had chosen to wake her up over the years. A little vein popped in her forehead as she remembered this particular morning's wakeup. It had been especially disturbing due to the nature of the dream she'd been having right before waking up… this brought a flush to her cheeks and she decided to stop thinking about it.

"Good morning everyone!" Crowed Sister Margaret as she approached the table.

"Hi, Margaret!"

"Good morning!"

They all greeted each other warmly, and Chrno's interest in his cereal intensified tenfold as the sister came to a stop right behind his chair. She put her hands on the back of the chair and leaned forward to talk to the other girls, luckily pausing right before her bosom and his head had an unfortunate meeting.

"Oh hi Chrno," she giggled, a slight blush rising to her face. "I didn't see you down there."

Damn it all… "Hi Margaret." Chrno forced out in a subdued voice. "How are you doing today?"

"Oh, I'm just great!" She answered with a beam. "How's everyone here?"

The sisters at the table all answered more-or-less fine, Chrno reluctantly setting his empty bowl on the table in front of him and seriously considering sliding under the table to escape.

"And how about you, Ku-ro-no?" Margaret inquired with a big smile and an even bigger blush.

Gah, Chrno hated it when she said his name like that. Okay, new rule. The only person that says my name that way and lives is Rosette. Speaking of Rosette, Chrno chanced a glance at her over the table. She was obviously biting down hard on her tongue to keep from laughing, and sent him back an evil wink. Oh, just you wait. You'll get yours tomorrow morning. Chrno thought, but was abruptly shaken back to life by Margaret's voice.

"Ku-ro-noo," She began pleadingly, with a slight pout on her face, "Why do you ignore me so much during the day?"

Chrno turned his chin up to look at her and managed a "Huh?"

The little pout got a bit bigger, and then suddenly cleared up entirely. In its place grew a small smile.

"Fine, I get it." She said coolly, "But I'm not going to hide our love anymore."

Chrno had enough time to let the phrase our love flow through his head one more time before Sister Margaret had grabbed the sides of his face and leaned down, planting a surprisingly good kiss on his lips.

Ack! His mind screamed out at him as he felt her start to suck on his bottom lip. Do something! But before he could spark his body into action she had broken the kiss and straightened back up. Touching his forehead lightly with her pointer finger, she said

"Be seeing you."

And then spun on her heel and walked away. Slowly, Chrno lowered his chin to face the rest of the table with a very confused expression. All of the formerly noisy girls were dead silent, and most of them had their mouths hanging open slightly in disbelief. However, one of them, Sister Clara, who was sitting next to the little demon looked like she was about ready to burst into tears. She suddenly stood up, letting her chair crash to the floor behind her, and slapped Chrno hard enough to throw him out of his chair.

"H-how DARE you!" She sputtered, casting his fallen form a tear-filled look of death before racing out of the room.

Chrno was on his back seeing stars and highly perplexed. Through the throbbing of his head, he managed to hear two other girls in the room gasp loudly before getting up to leave. He placed a hand on his head and quietly muttered something about too many blows to the head in one day. Sitting up, he noticed that the entire room had fallen silent and everyone was staring at him.

Great. Now what?

Before the demon had time to think about what had just happened Rosette was by his side helping him up. She gave him a worried look.

"Do you know what's going on here?" She asked quietly.

The poor battered demon shook his head, and immediately regretted it as the room started spinning around him. "No idea."

Frowning, Rosette helped him out of the dining hall and up to her room so they could talk in private.

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Ok, I sense a general confusion. This is good. All will be explained eventually, and the plot will become convoluted and full of holes. But heck, it'll still be a fun story.

Please review and have a happy day!

SR