Chapter 3.

He lay peacefully in his cosy alcove. He held a glass of red wine above his head and was smirking as he softly murmured "Pride... Gluttony... Greed... Sloth... Wrath... Avarice... and-" his smirk widened slightly "-Lust..." He took a sip of the glass and placed it on the nightstand "The Seven Deadly Sins. Which one to take first?"

His thoughts were interrupted by a loud sound coming from outside. He got up and trudged over to the window to take a look at what was happening. He saw the two Nuns and some workmen. Rosette was talking with and elderly man, while Azmaria showed the other men the damaged roof. Some of them already on their way onto the roof on long ladders.

Rosette smiled at the elderly man "God bless you for helping us Sir." She said.

The man smiled back "Oh don't worry, young Sister. We'll have this finished before Sunday." He assured her, then added "How did that happen by the way? There has been no storm or anything like that."

Rosette's eyes widened. Their Lord had asked them to keep his presence a secret. She wasn't allowed to lie either though "Uhm... something... s-something unforeseen happened," she replied "Though do not worry, it was a blessing even though it caused this damage."

Azmaria had heard her and sighed relieved.

The man laughed "I wonder what that might have been; though I think only God knows what it was."

Rosette chuckled "Oh yes, he knows everything."

The young God stretched his arms wide and let one hand comb through his long purple bangs "I need some movement." He thought "Let's take a little look around shall we?" he walked out of his room and down a long hallway. He descended some stairs and exited the back door which was in the kitchen. Before he walked out though, something caught his eye. It was a black and white photography with many Nuns on it.

He recognized one to be Rosette and another as a much younger Azmaria. They were smiling brightly to the camera. Behind the two girls stood a man in a black robe. He had a hand placed on Rosette's shoulder. He looked suspiciously like a priest. Chrno automatically didn't like him "Luckily I haven't seen him around this place." He grumbled and continued his way out.

The girls would be occupied with the workers for a while, so he took the opportunity to go outside into the fresh air.

When far enough away, he started to transform. On each side of his head appeared a pair of long ivory horns. On his back a pair of black leathery wings. He stretched them widely and glanced at them over his shoulder "They're healed it seems..." he mumbled with a fangy smirk, then flared them out and shot into the air.

Rosette and Azmaria watched the hole in the roof get smaller and smaller, though it would take more than only one day to repair it fully. Both girls looked happy. They were so relieved that the Mass on Sunday could still take place in their church.

Four hours passed by, the men still working hard on the roof. Rosette and Azmaria had brought them some refreshments so they could have a break once in a while. When the sun started setting, the men decided it had been enough for one day and left.

The girls thanked them many times and hoped to see them again the next day.

When they entered the house, they heard a loud "WHOOOSH!" Both froze by the sound. Rosette asked Azmaria to start preparing dinner, while she checked where the sound came from. Azmaria nodded "Please be careful."

The sound had come from upstairs, so Rosette moved slowly up to where their rooms and their Lord's room were. She knocked lightly on the door to their purple haired guest. It took a few minutes of silence, until she heard him call out "Come in!"

Rosette entered and saw him lie in his alcove "I'm terribly sorry to disturb you My Lord... but I heard noise and wanted to see if everything was fine."

"Do not worry my dear, everything is just okay." He replied with a smile then closed his eyes. After a pair minutes of silence he let out a soft sigh "Isn't it nice?" he suddenly asked, eyes still closed.

"What is nice My Lord?" she asked quietly, looking up at him questioningly. He smiled "The peace... and not to forget the beautiful company... not many Gods are blessed with such beauty." he peeked an eye open, amusedly watching the girl bow her head down once more, her cheeks turning a soft shade of pink.

"Y-You're the only God..." she mumbled.

"God is many my dear. All over the world he is... with different forms and names." He told her knowingly and got up. He walked over and let his hands rub her arms "You really are a beauty my Child... never have I seen a girl as beautiful as you." his eyes were dark and peaceful, his lips set in a calm smile.

Rosette felt so strange by those words. She didn't notice that his lips slowly turned into a smirk "Pride!"

"I-I don't-"

"Don't deny it my lovely... I mean every word. You wouldn't accuse me of lying would you?"

"I-I would never dare that My Lord... but I...-"

"Believe me... you're already as beautiful as an Angel... the only thing missing now are a pair of bright white wings to complete you." he whispered "And besides... you are a clever girl as well... nice to others, laborious and to top it all of, your prayers are always the most beautiful to listen to."

"But Azmaria-" she began, but was cut off.

"She is very young. She still has so much to learn and do before she reaches your level." He stroked her cheek, then whispered "Now go to rest. We'll see each other again tomorrow." He turned around and started walking back to his alcove, leaving a silent Rosette to stand in the middle of the room. He looked back at her as she muttered a little "Yes My Lord." And exited the room. A smirk spread across his face "Six more to go."

Rosette felt so good. She could barely believe it. The Lord had really praised her and she felt so proud "I am the most beautiful girl he has seen... and I'm laborious..." she smiled and made a little jump out of happiness. She fell asleep with a very happy smile on her face that night.

Azmaria had had brought Rosette her dinner, but the blonde Nun had fallen asleep before she could even take a bite. The silver haired girl ate alone that night. She had brought the dinner to the Lord, but he hadn't been hungry.

Azmaria sighed and instead walked to bed as well. She made her bedtime prayers and soon as well fell into slumber.

Rosette's dreams were nice and for once she felt without sadness. The Lord had really, really praised her. She would do much better just for him.

Said Lord was slowly dosing off too. His eyes were half lidded and a smirk still graced his lips "Gluttony... Greed... Sloth... Wrath... Avarice... and Lust."

AN: I should have stopped it... but I couldn't... it just barged into my mind and took the place of "MRUF" -.-' next chapter will be up very soon for My Real Unreal Friend. I've already started writing it ^^

Until next chapter ^_^