Chrono Crash
By Stitchy

Chapter 2: Him

Disclaimer: I do not own Chrono Cross, or anything related to it. Square owns it not me, so don't even think of getting me in trouble.

Kidd and Serge walked through the halls, not saying anything for a time, but then Kid asked:

"I haven't seen you around. Are you new?"

"Yeah," Serge said, pulling his long-strapped bag off his shoulder as they walked. "I came from the U.S." He then pulled out a piece of paper.

"What's that?" Kidd asked, looking over his shoulder inquisitively.

"My schedule. I have see which class I have first you know." He grinned at her, and then glanced down at the schedule, and frowned.

"What's wrong?" she asked.

"I have Calculus first period... man..." he groaned, lowering the paper.

"Hey... I have that class first period too!" Kidd said, perking up a bit. "Who's your teacher?"

"Ms. Mettalium...." he said blankly at the strange name.

"Wow! We have first period together... Oh, yeah, maybe I should warn you.... About the rumors about "Ms." Mettalium..." Kidd said, putting her face to his ear and covering her mouth so no one else would hear. "There are rumors that Ms. Mettalium isn't a Ms... or a Mrs. as a matter of fact..... 'she' may really be a he."

Serge jerked his head towards her, shock (or horror) on his face. "No...!"

"Yes," said Kidd putting her hands behind her back."But, you'll find out more later.... So where's your locker?"

"Um..... #137...." he said, looking at the sheet again.

Kid blinked."Mines # 136...."

Serge blinked. "Hmm ... this is getting weird, but maybe it's for the better." He smirked at Kidd.

Kidd felt her face burn again, and shied her face away. Serge looked a bit puzzled and moved his head down a little towards her, and blinked a couple of times.

After the two head to their lockers, and drop off their stuff, they head to the first class (and most certainly the weirdest) of the day...

Serge and Kidd walked down the hall, where they both noticed a lot of the crowd around them is giggling, especially the girls. Serge seemed very confused as he looked around with a raised brow, while the girls continued to giggle when their backs were turned. They seemed to laugh even harder if Kidd turned around to glare at them. But when Serge turned around they all looked at him like he is the most innocent, perfect thing in the world. Serge gave Kidd a look of confusion as they walked.
Kidd sighed and said, her eyes distant:

"They think I'm hitting on you. They have it in their heads that I'm just some piece of trash that will do anything to get a guy, just because I've never had a boyfriend."

Serge looked at Kidd thoughtfull. She seemed like the type that would have a lot of friends and certainly would have had at least one boyfriend in her life. He felt a little sorry for her, after all she was pretty good-looking ... and not just that either...

Serge felt his face burn a little, just the slightest little tingle that he could barely feel. Kidd looked up at him, and he quickly turned away. She blinked and smiled.

The two walked into class, and looked around. It seemed like a normal classroom, with students chatting and doing their thing, but something was different. Serge glanced around, then something caught his attention, the teacher's desk. The three thugs from earlier were circled around the teachers desk, screaming something about an 'F' on a report. Serge gasped, and turned to Kidd.

"Those idiots are in your first class?!" He said, putting his hands on her shoulders.

"Er....yes..." said Kidd, surprised at his outburst. He had seemed to be the quiet type.

"Isn't a bother for you?" He said, letting her go mercifully.

"Well, yes... but... They don't exactly assault me everyday like that ... just spit balls and stuff...."

Serge's looked away, as to not show Kidd his concerned face. Kidd smiled again, she had seen.

The bell rang, loudly, very loudly, as a matter of fact so loudly that the bell fell off the wall, landing on poor Serge's head. The pair stood in silence for a split second.

"GAH! What the-...?" Serge barked, rubbing his head. He looked down at the floor, there sat the bell, silver and glinting in the sunlight. But, something else was glimmering on the bell, it was red, blood red.

Serge's eyes widened, and slowly took his hand off his head. His hand was covered in blood.

"Hey, Serge you all right?" said Kidd moving cautiously towards him.

"I'm bleeding, aren't I?" Serge asked in a dull voice, turning his gaze towards hers.

The class surrounded them, gabbing to each other confused what had happened. Then a voice from the back of the crowd yelled out:

"What's all the ruckus?!"

The crowd turned at once, to find their Calculus teacher squeezing through the mob to see what was wrong.
She had short purple hair, just above her shoulders. She wore silver hoop earrings, and a light lavender lipstick. Her dress was knee length, was also purple, with little golden designs imprinted upon them. She wore glasses upon her button nose, which were falling off as a result of her squeezing. The strangest thing about her was that, her eyes were closed in a way that you'd expect her to be smiling, for at the time being she was not smiling.

Serge looked up at her, and blinked a few times. His vision began to blur a little.

She put her hands on her hips, and turned her head around, as if looking, even though her eyes were closed. She then directed her attention to Serge.

"What happened?" she said leaning down, her hands still positioned at her hips.

"I guess the bell fell on my head..." he said rubbing it again, "But, I don't think it's too bad..."

Blood had now streamed down Serge's neck, and was even trickling it's way to his shirt. Serge's vision blurred again, and he held his head in his hand. He looked up for a final second and then blacked out.
The last thing he remembered was Ms. Mettalium yelling something about the nurse, and Kidd's hands...

End Chapter 2