Disclaimer: I don't own Chrono Crusade, but in some parallel universe. . . I probably still don't.

Author's Note: See chapter one.

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SEVEN

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Sin Six: Gula

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"Down with the roll, down with the soup, and- oh, I don't believe it! The slab of roast is devoured whole within two seconds flat!"

Rosette, mouth bulging, shot the devil beside her a very sour look. He retorted with a bland stare of his own, still commentating into a spoon. "Is she finally slowing . . . ? No! She's just pausing to drown a glass of milk! One gulp, two gulp, three gulp- vanished! And now she's hacking up a lung, people! What a performance! I give it 9 stars and a Heimlich maneuver."

A vein throbbed on the blonde's forehead.

"Gruooohno!" she attempted to snarl, but the frightening effect she'd been hoping for was completely ruined by the fact that she was busily trying to swallow. Yes, her "scare appeal" was that of a bunny slipper's at the moment.

Another gag, a cough, and a very loud gulp later, she cleared her throat. Better try that again. . .

Chrono smiled dryly at the irritated expression on her face, leaning his chin against the back of his palm; twirling the bowled utensil expertly between his long fingers. "Hm? You try to say something?"

A real growl managing to fall from her lips this time, the nun dropped her fork and knife and attacked the demon's noggin, knuckling it furiously. "You shut up! Just 'cause I eat fast doesn't mean I'm street show material!"

The boy snorted. "You don't eat! You inhale!" he protested, writhing against her vice-like grip. Her expression grew darker.

"CHRONO!"

"What? Why are you mad at ME, you vacuum?"

"Because you're being rude!" she snapped, rapping him smartly with her fist. "And it looks like I'm going to have to teach you some manners!"

"HA! If you had any of those to begin with, I wouldn't be having my head yanked off!"

(People were beginning to stare, now. Not that Rosette or Chrono noticed, of course. Sister Kate, having run out of stomach medicine a few hours back, decided it would just be easier to ignore them for the time being. At least, until Remington got back from the pharmacy. . .)

The exorcist glowered, kneading her knuckles closer to his tender skull. He yelped. "Can it, you naughty little boy!"

"LITTLE?" he chortled coldly, slightly offended. "Let me remind you, missy, that I am over 100 years your senior!"

"Oh really? Then why am I always the one that gets charged with pedophilia attempts?" the sister grumbled inaudibly.

". . ." Chrono blinked, sure he must have misheard. ". . . Huh?"

A blush formed on the young woman's cheeks. "N-nothing- and don't eavesdrop! It's RUDE."

"Eavesdrop?" he repeated dryly, a scowl tugging on his lips; gaze locking with his Contractor's. "What- while you talk to yourself?"

"Shut up!"

"No, YOU shut up!"

"No, YOU shut up!"

"No, YO-!"

"BOTH of you shut up!" Azmaria snapped, tousle haired and baggy eyed- glaring angrily up from her dinner. The pair silenced themselves instantly, shocked; frozen in a battle position. (The rest of the convent blew out their cheeks upon noticing this turn of events; relieved that the noise was gone, but also sort of sad that their entertainment had disappeared with it. All the same, Kate still desperately desired her medication. And some earplugs. Yes, earplugs would do quite nicely. . .) "Honestly!" the apostle sighed, wearily sipping her chicken broth as she turned away again. "Do you two ever stop flirting? And here I thought music was the food of love. . . not beef."

Neither had anything to say after that.

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Sin Six: Gluttony


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