Disclaimer: I'm MISOGIRL!! Not Daisuke Moriyama. . . as ususal. . . weeping, weeping.
Author's Note: I'm into Naruto now . . . I swore that I wouldn't get into another anime series until I'm finished with my fanfictions here. BUT I just hade to watch that one episode with the wind cutting everything up and the flying ninja ferret with gardening tools, and the drunk Berus Lee wannabee kid. I hade no idea what was going on but it was cool. So in closing . . . SasuSaku rules!
MisoGirl: What's wrong with me that draws me towards all animes?
Rosette: I can't blame you . . . Chrono Crusade is over. T.T
Remington: Are you saying that you're going to start Naruto fanfiction?
MG: IDK. Setsuka might show up there too just to annoy everyone.
R: That's my girl. (thumbs up)
R: You're going to at lest finish this one be fore starting a Naruto one right?
MG: Might as well . . .
Naruto: CHA! I'm gona out do the rest! Believe it!! (shouts from within the closet)
MG: . . .(blinks) is my closet a portal to the anime universe or something?
Triple Treat
Chapter Eight
What? Double Trouble!
The shower head blasted ice temperature water on top of the shaken demon's head. He fled there after waking between the two Rosettes. The little demon was trembling like a leafs in a wind storm not from the ice that was forming in his hair, but from the sheer shock that his lovemaking did nothing! Well . . . nothing he would liked to happen, e.g. his one and only Rosette back.
Knock! Knock!
"Kurono?" A timid voice smoothed through the door cracks.
The hairs on the back of his neck stood on end.
"Chrono!" A second voice identical to the first one smashed into the shower stall.
The tinny man's face went blue.
"Get your skinny ass out here!" She snapped as the first girl squeaked. "Did you lie to us you skinny son fo a bitch?!" The demon and the rather quite girl gasped in unison. "You said you loved me! Was that just so–!"
"I didn't lie to you." Chrono cut her off over the shower door.
"It's not his fault!" A smack was heard fallowing that statement.
"How dare you hit me you little crybaby whiner!"
"It's your fault! You blame Chrono for everything!"
"Well . . . how come we aren't one now uh?" The demon hade to agree with that argument.
There was a long pause when the other Rosette dragged out a low hum. "Well . . . uh . . . oh! There was three of us, and so maybe it takes an extra step to glue up back together!" The cheery girl chirped.
There was a second pause filled with the white noise from the showerhead. "You have a point . . ." The second Rosette hummed. "So . . . lets get to it then." With that she swung to shower curtain aside and hopped in with the devil.
"GHA!" She stumbled out and fell on her back. "Are you trying to get rubeola?!" The young nude lulu squeaked. Jumping to her feet she turn up the temperature to a more reasonable heat. "There, much better." She stepped back in with the now shaking devil, pinning him against the wall and gave him a hard open mouthed kiss.
"What are you doing?!" The spectator Rosette yelped.
Her counter part broke her heating kiss with the demon, and he would of gasped for air if he wasn't distracted by how the water flowed down her bust. "Well, I don't know about you but I' sick of staring at myself in 3–D all damn day." She huffed out aggravated and grabbed the back of her twin's neck. "Now, get in here!" The bolder one sighed and pulled her in with the aroused devil.
15 Minutes Later:
Chrono didn't know what that was in the shower, but it gave his back a great work out. His lips were a bit swollen from the attention they received, but aside from that and his winkled toes n' fingers, he felt rather refreshed. He glanced at his lover(s) fast sleeping again, curling up in his bed again, snuggling under the covers to stay warm in the cool room. A smile gently curled his lips but quickly faded when his eyes fell upon the duo pocket watches on his miniature night stand.
Is there . . . could there be something more intimate than se– . . . The devil's face turned bright red, he couldn't even think the word. He rubbed his face and spun around towards his door.
"Chrono . . ."
The small demon jumped when the Elder appeared before him.
"You were rather . . . bissy last night." The old man said raising an eyebrow at the two young girls resting on the small bed. "AND this morning, I take it?"
There was a long silent pause where a smile tweaked at the corner of the man's lips. "So how was it?" The scientist leaned forwards as he grinned flashing his teeth. "You know you growl when you get ex–!"
BAM!
His head bounced off the wall behind him as blood dribbled out of his nose. Chrono spun around and quitely closed the door behind him on the still sleeping girls. He was blue and shaking with embarrassment as he turned back to the Elder. "I'm going to report this to Sister Kate . . ." He paused and narrowed his eyes at the aged pervert. "AND if you so dare to peek at her, I'll vaporize you." The demon finished with a growled.
The old man watched the boy leave and heard the door shut. Glancing at the door and ponder wether or not to temp the devil. Deciding he was rather fond of his solid form he returned to his tea and breakfast muffin.
Main Office of the Order:
Kate Valentines found herself frowning at the young Ewan Remington reading the newspaper and kicking his feet up on her side table. She opened her mouth to reprimand the man a knock interrupted her. "Enter."
Her large wooden doors opened and the unkept demon resident stepped in. He was pale in the face and his legs were shaking. The head nun raised a fine eyebrow to his appearance. At least he's dressed. She thought to herself. No matter how poorly it is.
"My Chrono. You look like a train derailed on top of you." The good reverend commented.
"Well, I fell like it." Chrono smiled as he rubbed the back of his head.
Clearing his throat and tucking his shirt in, he put on a serous look on his small chubby face. "I have important news for the both of you."
"Yes?" Sister Kate straiten in her chair.
The demon swallowed the nervous and embarrassed lump in his throat. "Rosette is not longer split into three equal parts. It is now just two of her." Sweat dripped down his back praying that neither of them will ask how it happened.
"And how would you know this?" Remington asked with his eyes narrowing into slits.
The demon's jaw fell off and shattered on the hard wood floor. The rush of heat burned his skin a deep crimson. Sweat soaked threw his white shirt at his armpits, and back. "Ah . . . um . . . that is . . . ummm . . . y–you see . . . that's . . . IT'S PERSONAL!!" He stuttered then exploded.
The two head officials of the Order stared at the devil whom was welling up at the eyes. They both stopped pressing the matter, feeling like they were bulling the poor boy. Waiting for him to calm down they thought of ways not to ask how or what they did to drop the number of Rosettes.
Sister Kate watched as Chrono finished his yoga breathing and decided to ask the most pressing question on her mind. "What are their personalities like?" She asked calmly but sternly. When a blank expressionless look on the demon's face answered her, she let out a heavy sigh. "The currant Rosettes. What parts of the original's personality did each get?"
"Oh . . . well . . ."
"Chrono!!" A voice barged threw the open window and shook the foundation of the old building.
"Hehe . . ." The violet haired boy giggled. "Guss that's my cue." He chuckled full of fear as he backed out of the office.
"Trust Rosette to strike fear into a demon's hear . . ."
He ran down the hall, his shoes thumbing on the hard wood and untied lasses flapping about. The short sleeves and shorts did nothing to shield the little lad from the chill of the NY morning air. One of his shoes fell off as he sprinted across the grassy field towards the small little hut. Sliding inside with the other shoe dangling off his toes. Slowly glancing up he met the face of whom he came to call as PMS Rosette.
"You did something wrong!" She barked tapping her foot.
Looking her over in nothing but a thin nighty, Chrono came to wonder where the resident perv was. But he didn't ask after seeing the old man stuffed under his own table, obviously hogtied by his lad coat and gagged by and even more obvious stolen brazeer.
"You did work your thing right!"
The color red flooded his face. "Wha?!" He gasped tasting his own nosebleed.
"Hey now . . . it's not his fault . . ." A soft coo of a dove floated across the room to them.
"Then why are we still split?! Hmmm?" She whirled around to her identical image. "So are you saying it's your fault 'Little Miss. Lies on her Back and Takes it'?"
A rush of hot pink burned the girl's cheeks. "Will you please not do that?! I didn't plug his ears with pantihose, you know." The demon figured that she was talking about the hogtied elder. "I was gona say that maybe . . . physical intimacy isn't the second glue thing to squeeze us back together."
"Good point." There was a long silent pause after he second Rosette's rationalizing, it was only broken by elder's muffled voice.
Then out of the blue the first Rosette spun around and marched up to the little demon. "You know . . . there is one thing he said he'll do but didn't." She snatched his left hand and held it up.
"Wha?" Was the only thing the demon could say.
"Well . . ." An stern look on her face had added a creepy smile. "I don't see a gold band now . . . do you?" She asked slowly.
It took him a moment or two to process the clue she given him. Then he remember the contract he signed the night before.
Thud!
The two young Rosettes found themselves and unconscious Chrono.
FIN
Final Thoughts: Well . . . that wasn't too long was it? What did ya expect? My dad threw out my notes . . . now I have to go by memory. Anyhoo, two more chapters left.
R: Are you gona finish you first FanFic? Yu know, LOTS?
MG: Yes . . . that one have longer chapters n' more chapter than the other ones ye know.
R: I seen the pic of your Naruto OCs on DevaintArt. Is it gona be their kids story or what?
N: Kids?! I got kids?
MG: Well . . . I figure that your rival Sasuke has bleep kids, you'll have the same amount. But you'll have more beeps than beeps.
R: Why are you beeping?
MG: I don't wana ruin the story 4 everyone . . .
N: Why did you draw a Sexy Jutsu Itachi?
MG: Why do people keep thinking that?
