c h r o n o c r a s h
By Yoru-chan
(hikaru67@aol.com)
Chapter 10: Mate...
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.
* = Author's note
*BEWARE OF CRAZY CAT GUYS. HIDE YOUR CATNIP. Ok... hopefully chapter 11 will go MUCH faster than this one... it was rather boring... Also, watch out for the principal, and others in chapter 11...*
Serge stirred in his sleep. The small couch was not exactly the best place to sleep, so he was having a hard time. After a few minutes of struggling, he finally jerked himself up and looked at the clock. 4:30 am. Serge groaned.
"Man..." Serge lifted himself from the couch and held his head in his hands, his legs split.
He couldn't believe that Kid would think he was a perv, and wanting to do that for pleasure. He lifted himself up from the couch. He was going to go see if Kid was alright.
He walked up the stairs and down the hallway. A drop of sweat rolled down his cheek. He reached his room and hesitated for a moment. He turned the door knob and entered, he looked around and spotted Kid.
She was laying on the floor, curled up in a ball, and a little blood was still coming forth from her arm and upper body wounds.
Serge gritted his teeth and ran over to Kid. He lifted her up and feverently shook her.
"KID! KID! WAKE UP!"
He slowly stopped shaking her, she wasn't moving. He quickly picked her up and ran into the bathroom.
He propped her against the bathtub and glanced at her wounds. Her arm's flesh was torn in some places and she had many upper body wounds around the shoulders and stomach. He knew she was going to kill him for this, but he knew he had to do it.
He closed his eyes tightly and pulled the shirt over Kid's head. He went into the closet and grabbed a washcloth. He ran it under some water and started treating the wounds. He went into the medicine cabinet and grabbed some first aid bandages. He feverently wrapped them around her chest and injured arm, dabbing the blood that still stained the bandages.
Serge heaved with worry and exaustion. He pulled the shirt back onto Kid and picked her up again. He rushed her into his room and gently set her down on the bed. Kid still didn't move, but she was breathing short sighs. Serge rummaged through his boxes and found a small chair. He pulled it up next to the bed and sat down. He watched Kid breathing in and out, in and out. He watched her for the rest of the night until he fell asleep.
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Kid blinked her eyes open, sunlight was streaming from the balcony window, warm and inviting. She flipped herself up, remembering her wounds she looked down at herself. The wounds were all bandaged. She looked around, and her eyes widened when she saw Serge. He was haunched over, sitting on the stool, fast asleep. Kid glanced back at her wounds, the chest wounds were also bandaged. She didn't feel mad about knowing it, she smiled at Serge. She turned to him and whispered:
"Serge..."
Serge didn't stir.
"Ay... mate!"
Serge woke up with a start. He look bewildered for a second and then noticed Kid. Her hair was glowing gold against the sunlight, like the dawning sun against the water of the ocean.
He lunged and hugged her tightly."You... You had me so worried!"
Kid blinked a few times and smiled. She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled her chin up to his shoulder's.
"Alright, Mate. No more mushy stuff." Kid said, pushing Serge away.
Serge smiled while pounding thoughts ran through his head.*No... not... kiss... no... kiss... now...*
*^ ^ HEH.*
Kid flipped her legs over the side of the bed. She looked at Serge. Serge glanced back.
"Ay, mate...? Ya were tha one who bandaged me, right?"
Serge didn't answer, he was looking the other way.
"I thought so. Don't worry, mate. I'm not mad at ya." Kid smiled, her eyes closed.
Serge turned his head to her. He smiled back and sweatdropped."Please, don't smile like that... it reminds me of Ms. Mettalium."
Kid laughed and wiped her eyes."So, whatre we gonna do about Harle? She's gonna be comin' back fa sure, and she's gonna be as mad as a bloody hornet."
Serge stared away from her at the nearby wall. The searing thoughts of Harle's lips caressing his in the dank and empty moonlight. Then Kid broke through his thoughts.
"Ya thinkin about how she kissed ya, arent ya?"
Serge kept the silence.
Kid sighed and sat back. "Today's Saturday, we can meet with the others after we get out of our half day..."
*Note: Students in Japan attend a half day of school on Saturdays.*
Serge lifted himself from the small chair and smiled. "Let's get dressed and get goin' downstairs. I think my Mom is makin' pancakes."
Kid grinned."Alright, mate. Just don't get to relaxed yet."
After the two changed, and brushed themselves up they decided to head downstairs.
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Marge was flipping pancakes over the stove. She hummed to herself a short happy tune, until the doorbell rang. She flipped the pancake onto a nearby plate and stepped over to the door.
The bell rang a few more times and Marge quickly opened the door. Her eyes widened at the chaos outside her little white door.
About fifteen random people were standing outside, looking anxious. They consisted of Glenn, Prof. Karsh, Riddel, Marcy, Korcha, Leah, a young man with black hair and red highlights (who looked awfully girlish), a highschool girl with dark lavender hair that curled at the bottom, a tall redheaded girl who wore her hair up in red pigtails, an extremely tall woman with silvery blue hair, a man with unaturally high, blonde spiked hair, a well-built woman with blonde pigtails, and a very pink unidentifiable animal.
Glenn stepped up. "Uhm... is this the Hikikosu residence...?"
Marge blinked and slowly nodded in shock.
Glenn sighed with relief."May we come in, we would like to have a word with Kid and Serge..."
Marge stared for a few more moments and cautiously stepped aside.
The crowd squashed into a line and each one walked in. Marge watched as each one walked through. Pip, who was last hopped past her smiling. Marge smiled and watched him hop away. *snap* Marge shook her head and spun towards where Pip had been, they had all dissapeared upstairs.
Kid pulled open her back pack and went scrounging through it, throwing obects to the far corners of the room. Serge sweatdropped and watched each item fly by his head.
"WHAT are you looking for?"
Kid jerked out a light blue sweater vest. "My necklace."
Serge blinked at the sweater vest."Is that part of your uniform?"
Kid nodded."Yeah, I keep it in here just in case that bloody principal get's back"
Kid pulled the element ball from her pack and set it on the floor. "Where's that bloody necklace of mine?!"
Suddenly, the bedroom door swung open. Serge and Kid's eyes widened as the mob rolled in.
"Kid! How are ya feeling?"
"Kid, I'm so sorry about what happened!"
"I feel so terrible!"
"It should have been me!"
The roaring voices continued as the element ball began to shimmer, and the image of a woman shone within the ball, the image of Schala.
"Everyone..." her voice rang
The roaring continued.
"EVERYONE! Quiet PLEASE!!"
It still continued.
"QUIET!!!!" Schala erupted, causing a deafening silence.
"Ahem... thank you..." Schala smiled.
Kid sped to the element ball."....Mom?"
Serge blinked.
Schala smiled."Ah... you are well Kid. I'm happy. I hope you did not grieve to much after my death. I knew I should have told you I would be able to comunicate through the elements..."
The group stared at the little ball in awe.
Schala stared back."Now... I have one thing to tell you all at the moment. I want you to head downstairs and turn on the television."
Serge raised an eyebrow."Huh?"
Schala smiled."Signing off... (I've always wanted to do that...)"
The image of her slowly faded, until nothing but her smiling face was left, somewhat like the cheshire cat. The elements returned and once again got off balance.
The group looked at each other and blinked.
Serge shrugged."Well... let's go get that t.v. on..."
The group proceeded downstairs and sat on the couch and floor of the living room. Serge searched around for the remote but to no avail.
Kid turned to him from her spot on the carpet."Whatsa matta mate? Can't ya find the remote?"
Serge turned over a chair cushion."Nope... I can never find that stupid thing..." he reached his arm down into the chair."... wait a sec! I found it!" Serge pulled his arm out to reveal the infamous remote. Serge clicked the power button and the T.V. turned on.
The screen faded in to the newswoman's voice:
"... last night at the Silent Crest Insane Asylum. The nurse reported that a "cat-man" came from the room as she was bringing some medical supplies to the head of the asylum. The so called "cat-man" left the premises late last night and now is said to be roaming a small area of Tokyo. Also, a man named Wazuki Hikikosu, who was sent to the asylum fourteen years ago, also was reported missing from the asylum. The nurse reported that the "cat-man" came from Hikikosu's room..."
Kid turned slowly to the group."........."
To Be Continued...
*AUGH!! I HATE SCHOOL!!!!! I think I will have to crank out the chapters from now on... hey, my Original Tale, A.T. (aka Amethyst Trophy) will be posted soon! Anyone interested??*
By Yoru-chan
(hikaru67@aol.com)
Chapter 10: Mate...
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.
* = Author's note
*BEWARE OF CRAZY CAT GUYS. HIDE YOUR CATNIP. Ok... hopefully chapter 11 will go MUCH faster than this one... it was rather boring... Also, watch out for the principal, and others in chapter 11...*
Serge stirred in his sleep. The small couch was not exactly the best place to sleep, so he was having a hard time. After a few minutes of struggling, he finally jerked himself up and looked at the clock. 4:30 am. Serge groaned.
"Man..." Serge lifted himself from the couch and held his head in his hands, his legs split.
He couldn't believe that Kid would think he was a perv, and wanting to do that for pleasure. He lifted himself up from the couch. He was going to go see if Kid was alright.
He walked up the stairs and down the hallway. A drop of sweat rolled down his cheek. He reached his room and hesitated for a moment. He turned the door knob and entered, he looked around and spotted Kid.
She was laying on the floor, curled up in a ball, and a little blood was still coming forth from her arm and upper body wounds.
Serge gritted his teeth and ran over to Kid. He lifted her up and feverently shook her.
"KID! KID! WAKE UP!"
He slowly stopped shaking her, she wasn't moving. He quickly picked her up and ran into the bathroom.
He propped her against the bathtub and glanced at her wounds. Her arm's flesh was torn in some places and she had many upper body wounds around the shoulders and stomach. He knew she was going to kill him for this, but he knew he had to do it.
He closed his eyes tightly and pulled the shirt over Kid's head. He went into the closet and grabbed a washcloth. He ran it under some water and started treating the wounds. He went into the medicine cabinet and grabbed some first aid bandages. He feverently wrapped them around her chest and injured arm, dabbing the blood that still stained the bandages.
Serge heaved with worry and exaustion. He pulled the shirt back onto Kid and picked her up again. He rushed her into his room and gently set her down on the bed. Kid still didn't move, but she was breathing short sighs. Serge rummaged through his boxes and found a small chair. He pulled it up next to the bed and sat down. He watched Kid breathing in and out, in and out. He watched her for the rest of the night until he fell asleep.
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Kid blinked her eyes open, sunlight was streaming from the balcony window, warm and inviting. She flipped herself up, remembering her wounds she looked down at herself. The wounds were all bandaged. She looked around, and her eyes widened when she saw Serge. He was haunched over, sitting on the stool, fast asleep. Kid glanced back at her wounds, the chest wounds were also bandaged. She didn't feel mad about knowing it, she smiled at Serge. She turned to him and whispered:
"Serge..."
Serge didn't stir.
"Ay... mate!"
Serge woke up with a start. He look bewildered for a second and then noticed Kid. Her hair was glowing gold against the sunlight, like the dawning sun against the water of the ocean.
He lunged and hugged her tightly."You... You had me so worried!"
Kid blinked a few times and smiled. She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled her chin up to his shoulder's.
"Alright, Mate. No more mushy stuff." Kid said, pushing Serge away.
Serge smiled while pounding thoughts ran through his head.*No... not... kiss... no... kiss... now...*
*^ ^ HEH.*
Kid flipped her legs over the side of the bed. She looked at Serge. Serge glanced back.
"Ay, mate...? Ya were tha one who bandaged me, right?"
Serge didn't answer, he was looking the other way.
"I thought so. Don't worry, mate. I'm not mad at ya." Kid smiled, her eyes closed.
Serge turned his head to her. He smiled back and sweatdropped."Please, don't smile like that... it reminds me of Ms. Mettalium."
Kid laughed and wiped her eyes."So, whatre we gonna do about Harle? She's gonna be comin' back fa sure, and she's gonna be as mad as a bloody hornet."
Serge stared away from her at the nearby wall. The searing thoughts of Harle's lips caressing his in the dank and empty moonlight. Then Kid broke through his thoughts.
"Ya thinkin about how she kissed ya, arent ya?"
Serge kept the silence.
Kid sighed and sat back. "Today's Saturday, we can meet with the others after we get out of our half day..."
*Note: Students in Japan attend a half day of school on Saturdays.*
Serge lifted himself from the small chair and smiled. "Let's get dressed and get goin' downstairs. I think my Mom is makin' pancakes."
Kid grinned."Alright, mate. Just don't get to relaxed yet."
After the two changed, and brushed themselves up they decided to head downstairs.
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Marge was flipping pancakes over the stove. She hummed to herself a short happy tune, until the doorbell rang. She flipped the pancake onto a nearby plate and stepped over to the door.
The bell rang a few more times and Marge quickly opened the door. Her eyes widened at the chaos outside her little white door.
About fifteen random people were standing outside, looking anxious. They consisted of Glenn, Prof. Karsh, Riddel, Marcy, Korcha, Leah, a young man with black hair and red highlights (who looked awfully girlish), a highschool girl with dark lavender hair that curled at the bottom, a tall redheaded girl who wore her hair up in red pigtails, an extremely tall woman with silvery blue hair, a man with unaturally high, blonde spiked hair, a well-built woman with blonde pigtails, and a very pink unidentifiable animal.
Glenn stepped up. "Uhm... is this the Hikikosu residence...?"
Marge blinked and slowly nodded in shock.
Glenn sighed with relief."May we come in, we would like to have a word with Kid and Serge..."
Marge stared for a few more moments and cautiously stepped aside.
The crowd squashed into a line and each one walked in. Marge watched as each one walked through. Pip, who was last hopped past her smiling. Marge smiled and watched him hop away. *snap* Marge shook her head and spun towards where Pip had been, they had all dissapeared upstairs.
Kid pulled open her back pack and went scrounging through it, throwing obects to the far corners of the room. Serge sweatdropped and watched each item fly by his head.
"WHAT are you looking for?"
Kid jerked out a light blue sweater vest. "My necklace."
Serge blinked at the sweater vest."Is that part of your uniform?"
Kid nodded."Yeah, I keep it in here just in case that bloody principal get's back"
Kid pulled the element ball from her pack and set it on the floor. "Where's that bloody necklace of mine?!"
Suddenly, the bedroom door swung open. Serge and Kid's eyes widened as the mob rolled in.
"Kid! How are ya feeling?"
"Kid, I'm so sorry about what happened!"
"I feel so terrible!"
"It should have been me!"
The roaring voices continued as the element ball began to shimmer, and the image of a woman shone within the ball, the image of Schala.
"Everyone..." her voice rang
The roaring continued.
"EVERYONE! Quiet PLEASE!!"
It still continued.
"QUIET!!!!" Schala erupted, causing a deafening silence.
"Ahem... thank you..." Schala smiled.
Kid sped to the element ball."....Mom?"
Serge blinked.
Schala smiled."Ah... you are well Kid. I'm happy. I hope you did not grieve to much after my death. I knew I should have told you I would be able to comunicate through the elements..."
The group stared at the little ball in awe.
Schala stared back."Now... I have one thing to tell you all at the moment. I want you to head downstairs and turn on the television."
Serge raised an eyebrow."Huh?"
Schala smiled."Signing off... (I've always wanted to do that...)"
The image of her slowly faded, until nothing but her smiling face was left, somewhat like the cheshire cat. The elements returned and once again got off balance.
The group looked at each other and blinked.
Serge shrugged."Well... let's go get that t.v. on..."
The group proceeded downstairs and sat on the couch and floor of the living room. Serge searched around for the remote but to no avail.
Kid turned to him from her spot on the carpet."Whatsa matta mate? Can't ya find the remote?"
Serge turned over a chair cushion."Nope... I can never find that stupid thing..." he reached his arm down into the chair."... wait a sec! I found it!" Serge pulled his arm out to reveal the infamous remote. Serge clicked the power button and the T.V. turned on.
The screen faded in to the newswoman's voice:
"... last night at the Silent Crest Insane Asylum. The nurse reported that a "cat-man" came from the room as she was bringing some medical supplies to the head of the asylum. The so called "cat-man" left the premises late last night and now is said to be roaming a small area of Tokyo. Also, a man named Wazuki Hikikosu, who was sent to the asylum fourteen years ago, also was reported missing from the asylum. The nurse reported that the "cat-man" came from Hikikosu's room..."
Kid turned slowly to the group."........."
To Be Continued...
*AUGH!! I HATE SCHOOL!!!!! I think I will have to crank out the chapters from now on... hey, my Original Tale, A.T. (aka Amethyst Trophy) will be posted soon! Anyone interested??*