Chasing Blue: A Chrno Crusade Fanfic
Disclaimer: I dont own Chrno Crusade. But if I did, you can be sure there'd be more than just a reflection of a back view of a kiss in the last book. Evil 'Inner Fangirl'Laugh
Something about the house made Rosette uneasy.
Perhaps it was the way the fading light cast long shadows across her path, making the house look dark and uninviting, while at the same time, seam to pull her in…
Or maybe it was the shutters, which were drawn in such a way that there was a small crack of darkness, letting someone inside see you while preventing you from seeing them.
Whatever it was, premonition, sensation, the general aura of the forgotten home, Rosette did not like it one bit.
It was an old house, one of the few left untouched on her street, and she passed it every day on her way home from school. Everyday, her eyes would wander over the creaking shutters, over the cracked uneven porch, into the small cracks of darkness in the windows, knowing something was watching her. Something no one could see. It was as if the house itself was watching her on those days, in silent acknowledgment, its towers shooting into the evening sky.
On this day unparticular, she made a point to walk slowly, her gaze sweeping the old structure. She found herself almost nodding in greeting to the old place; it was so standard, so natural in her life that she felt she should greet it somehow. She shook her head to rid herself of the feeling.
She cast her eyes up into the shutters, squinting to try to get a better look inside, knowing it was no use.
She shuddered. Something was peering back at her, she knew it.
And she had the strange sudden urge to find out what it was…
She stopped on the cement side walk in front of the house, planting her feet firmly one in front of the other and walked up the gravel path, rocks and weeds crunching underfoot. She halted short of the porch steps, and began to speak in a raised voice, as if the house was so big it could only hear her if she yelled.
"Now, you listen here, house. It's my last day of school, and I'm spending the summer in California!" She paused, letting the news sink in. "So I won't be walking by you for quite a while." Indeed, it was a warm June eve, and the trees swayed in a warm breeze, the last of the sun sinking behind the hills. Rosette could hear frogs and crickets come alive in the distance, and the sound of people settling into their houses for the night. "Sorry if that's a problem. Because you see, I've grown rather fond of you. I know, I know, strange to get attached to a house. Even a strange old house like you, no offence." She felt suddenly strange, but continued on. "So then… Goodbye."
And with that, she spun on her heal and started off, knowing that the something that had been watching her through the shutters was now pleading with her at the door, willing her not to go.
She wanted to run, but she was fearful that if she did, she wouldn't be able to stop.
Later that night, Rosette lay curled in her bed, thinking about the house. ((I'm sorry for that skip... please don't kill me... huddles in corner with laptop))
About the thing in the house.
The strange thing was, as she snuck a peek out her window for the umpteenth time, that she wasn't sacred. Maybe she was a little riled; she would be lying if she said looking at the silhouette of the house against the blackening sky did mot make the hairs on her neck prickle. But there was an assured rush of curiosity that overcame her fear when she thought about it.
What was in that house?
You could be sure she wasn't going to check in the middle of the night.
Upon hearing footsteps in the hall, Rosette ducked under her sheets, shutting her eyes for emphasis as her mother passed by her door, shutting it on her way to bed.
Rosette lay there for a long time. She thought about summer, and she thought about the house. What would happen when she was gone? She hadn't told the house (what the hell was she thinking? She didn't have to tell the house anything!), but her mother was talking about moving to California to find a better job, and to live closer to some of her father's relatives. Rosette was only fifteen, she had time to adjust. Sure, she would leave some friends behind. But she would have to leave sooner than later. She wanted to travel, to see new sites, to explore. She wanted to be running right up until the end, and she needed to leave this small town as soon as she would. There was only one minor setback.
The house.
And now, the thing in the house.
Rosette turned over on her side and groped in the semi-darkness for her alarm clock. She would need an early start tomorrow. She only had one week before she would leave for CA, and she needed to clear her uncertainties regarding the house before she left.
With the alarm set for 6:00am, Rosette turned on her side, curling up in the sheets and fell asleep listening to the insect chorus of a warm summer night.
Rosette woke up instantly.
Or at least that's what it felt like. She looked at the clock, which read 5:17am small, red numbers; the only thing visible before her eye's adjusted to the dark.
She knew two thing's at once. One, that someone was in her room with her, and two, that it was the thing from the house.
And she would be lying through her teeth if she said she wasn't the least bit scared.
Her head lifted off the pillows at the same time her hand shot for her bed side lamp flipping the switch and flooding her room with light. She cringed and blinked several times, looking around franticly, her eyes focusing on a boy, backed against the wall at the sudden rush of light.
The first thing she noticed about him was his hair, which was purple, almost black in places, but that could have been because of the shadows.
The second was his eyes. They were deep shades of crimson, and seamed to flicker in the lamp light, moving as if the small shaded bulb was a roaring fire.
The third was that he wasn't scary at all, but in fact… well… kind of cute. His features made him look around 12ish, although his eyes looked much older, as if carrying to many burdens for one so young.
"W-Who are you?" Rosette whispered. She wondered if she had even said it at all, those eyes were so gripping, she felt she might fall into those ruby pools… She found her hand gripping her bed post.
"I'm sorry… I scared you…" His voice was not deep, but not light either. And it, like his eyes, was dripping and full, pulling her in… But to what? "I'm Chrno."
"Chrno…" Rosette liked the sound of his name on her tongue, so she said it again. "Chrno… You came from that house, didn't you?"
He nodded in silent conformity. "Yes. I have known you for so long…" Was that the tint of a blush creeping into his cheeks? "Or watched you, at least."
"I knew it!" Rosette smiled, all traces of fear fading. She lowered her voice and pulled herself to the edge of the bed, crossing her legs in her pink and green striped P.J. pants, and pulling the sheet over her shoulders. She patted the spot on the bed next to her. "Sit."
He hesitated for a moment, wondering why this girl who had showed such fear moments ago could be so light and cheerful now. But he found himself drawn to her, like he had been inside that house, and before he knew it, he was seated beside her.
Alirght, that was a pretty crappy begining... but it WILL GET BETTER! XD Really. I hate beginings.
But this begining was going to be a story my friend and I passed back and forth to eachother... But we kind of dropped it to work on another story... the story that went on for far too long.
I get annoyed by constantRomance, Instant Romance, and Sappy Romance. So there will be none of that in this story. HOWEVER! I am a dedicated lover of Angsty Romance, so welcome to my world. Demonic, somewhat creepy laugh
Here's the note I made to my friend when I first passed this story to her...
((Note to Kell! NO fast paced romance in this story! We will draw this story out as long as humanly possible without romance! The Mye story got slightly annoying due to the constant romance, which is why I made Claire fall in love with the Dude. Sorry. But it had to be done.))
((Wait… did Claire fall in love with him? Or did Aki? This proves how long it's been since we worked on the story… -.-' BUT ANYWAY!))
((Oh! It was Claire. Because Mye and Aki got nabbed by Ally! So Claire, beside herself with grief for her two best friends, turned to the only guy within a 17 mile radius… "It was cold that night in the forest, the wind howled through the trees and the moon was overcome by dark clouds, lost in the midnight sky. Only one sound could be heard through the darkness: 'Oh, the DUDE!'" BWAHAHAHAAAAAA! Just kidding. That never happened. Yet…))