nLord Cynic: "I'm back, run for your lives! (Watches as the readers take it seriously and bolt) Heeeey! Don't leave me!… I'm all alone… eh… I hope there's someone out there. Here's your next chapter. I did say this would be RosetteChrono orientated, but they aren't the only characters I'll focus on. I plan to include as many characters and songs as possible to further scare the crap out of you people. Muwahahaha… eh, I'm lonely. This chapter's about Joshua and Azmaria, so you might expect excess fluff. I pounded a pillow last night, so, uh… yeah.
Oh, a few last thing. I'll be replying to reviews before the chapter gets underway, and to make things easier: Lyrics, Joshua, Azmaria. I hope that clears things up."
"Outsane"
Yay, one of my Chrono Crusade-writing idols!… eh. Yeah, I had the foresight that people might have trouble telling the words apart. Seems you did, but praise be to Magdalene that was solved. Yay! Oh, and I hope the bunnies have large stomaches… this has considerable fluff. Considerable.
"Princess of The Shadow Land"
All right, no funeral for the story after all! Thanks for letting it thrive in all its… somethingness. However, I won't let the story end in 2 chapters. Not gonna give myself the satisfaction of being lazy. Of course, we'd all want it to happen as soon as possible, right? Still… this would be far too interesting to finish so soon. Don't worry, though. I've got the ending all but planned out in my mind. That is, unless the body of the fanfic causes it to alter. Meh.
"JasmineScent85"
Thanks for the praise. I'm glad you could understand this, and here's the next chapter.
"Motokonobaka"
There'll be no hanging for this story. Thanks for the support.
"Centauri Cruxis Angel"
For some reason, that reminds me of Tales of Symphonia… your username, I mean. I'm not sure if the first chapter was a cliffhanger, though. More of an interval, perhaps. Hey, maybe you can teach me to dance, though. I pretty much suck at it…
"Maiden of the Moon"
Another of my Chrono Crusade-writing idols. I am so privileged… I think I'll return to getting into the mindset of the characters after this. This chapter was mainly in third-person more than anything, so there goes the uniqueness. As for Rosette spitting her punch… well, she must have better tastes in music than I. Then again, everyone does. You don't wanna know what I've got in store for everyone in terms of songs… eh… um… yeah.
Lord Cynic: "I don't own Chrono Crusade. Furthermore, I don't own "First Date" by Blink 182, or "Sugar Rush" by ATeens. Pfft, like I can sing…"
Jukebox selection 2
In the car I just can't wait,
To pick you up on our very first date
Is it cool if I hold your hand?
Is it wrong if I think it's lame to dance?
Do you like my stupid hair?
Would you guess that I didn't know what to wear?
I'm too scared of what you think
You make me nervous so I really can't eat
A young boy stared across the room at the girl in the corner and sighed heavily. His blonde hair was of a lighter shade of hers, but his eyes were the same colour: a clear blue. Oh, Rosette, my dear neesan, he thought sympathetically, can't you even try to enjoy yourself? However, when he aforementioned girl noticed his gaze, he averted his eyes to a different direction. He knew better than to irritate her, for fear of dire consequences afterwards. It was strange, therefore, how different they were socially - he was very outgoing and easy to get along with, while she was cold, distant and sharp when approached. It was difficult, therefore, to believe that they were brother and sister.
Let's go, don't wait, this night's almost over
Honest, let's make this night last forever
Forever and ever, let's make this last forever
Forever and ever, let's make this last forever
His thoughts were cut abruptly when he noticed what - or who - he was staring at when he dodged his sister's glare. His eyes had landed on a small girl with long lavender hair and wide, apprehensive red eyes. She was sitting by herself, her mouth opening occasionally to sip nervously from the cup of punch she was clutching. Her bright eyes shined coyly as she watched everyone else having fun, and she seemed scared out of her wits. The blonde boy laughed softly but not cruelly at her expression, provoking curious looks from his friends. Noticing their gazes, he simply waved a hand dismissively and told them that he 'remembered' something funny that his sister had done once before.
When you smile, I melt inside
I'm not worthy for a minute of your time
I really wish it was only me and you
I'm jealous of everybody in the room
Please don't look at me with those eyes
Please don't hint that you're capable of lies
I dread the thought of our very first kiss
A target that I'm probably gonna miss
He continued to watch the girl, and he soon discovered the real reason for his amusement. The shy, lavender-haired girl seemed almost like his darling sister. They were hesitant to participate in public functions, preferring to stay on the sidelines and remain spectators. He also observed that, even though she appeared to be frightened on the outside, the pale-haired girl's red eyes shined with a hidden fire underneath their gentle exterior. It was as if he was seeing a more gentle, fragile version of his sister in her. The thought raised another bemused chuckle, which raised suspicion looks from those around her. Again, he assured them that he was simply 'remembering' some of his sister's antics, which seemed to satisfy them as well as cause a quiet snicker. However, his resolve was solid - he was going to approach her and persuade her to join in the festivities. Hopefully she wouldn't bite his head off... like a certain sister of his.
Let's go, don't wait, this night's almost over
Honest, let's make this night last forever
Forever and ever, let's make this last forever
Forever and ever, let's make this last forever
He excused himself from his colleagues, who were surprised at his departure from their company. Nonetheless, they permitted his leave, of which he was relieved. Now he could talk to the mysterious, pale-haired girl and hopefully make a new friend. Lord knows unless you're Rosette, you don't deserve to live out a party by your lonesome, he thought with a wry smile. He briefly twisted his head back to glance at the aforementioned blonde girl, but she was drilling her eyes into her refreshed cup of punch, so for once she didn't notice the blue orbs watching her. He was relieved for this, and decided to resume his personal mission, to get to know the mysterious girl that had attracted his intrigue. Hopefully she wouldn't pull away - although, he wasn't so arrogant as to believe she would be attracted automatically to any sort of charm he possessed. Besides, he could've sworn he felt butterflies fluttering in his stomach.
Let's go, don't wait, this night's almost over
Honest, let's make, this night last forever
Forever and ever, let's make this last forever
Forever and ever, let's make this last forever
Forever and ever, let's make this last forever
Forever and ever, let's make this last forever
Slowly, he approached her table, unbeknownst to the stares he was attracting. He'd always been known to be extremely friendly, and often approached new people and tried to be friends with them. Some people thought it detestable how he allowed himself to open up to so many people, oblivious to the consequences. However, he didn't care what they thought, and neither did his sister or his friends. He was grateful for that, and it gave him the strength to walk up to the lone girl, even if the butterflies in his stomach were starting to increase in population. Was he already developing a crush on the girl, even if he didn't know her? He would find out very soon, if she would allow him.
I get a high whenever you're around
Sweeping from my head to my toes
I gotta get my feet back on the ground
The small, lightly haired girl looked around nervously. She was very uncomfortable about being at the dance function, but was determined to stick it out. Anything to prove that she wasn't a scaredy cat crybaby like a lot of people thought she was. However, it was getting harder to fulfil the promise she made to herself, because as she watched the dancing couples, she started to get a little envious. Though, she wasn't the type to be spiteful because other people were having fun, she just wished she could join them.
Cuz you make me go out of my way
Crossing the line
Making me say what I have in mind
She smiled and blushed lightly as she listened to the lyrics. She hadn't come for romance; it hadn't truly crossed her mind. However, now that she thought about it, it was quite appealing. Unfortunately, it just seemed impossible - her shyness made it extreme difficult to talk to boys, or people in general. As a result, she was wrongly interpreted as being a snobbish foreigner due to her hesitation, when it wasn't the case at all. She was just in need of a friend, and was unable to make one. Boy or girl, it didn't matter, as long as they might break her out of her shell.
You make me so excited
And I don't wanna fight it
I start to blush
You are my Sugar Rush
Ain't nothing better baby
Is it for real or maybe?
I start to blush
You are my Sugar Rush
She was so engulfed in her thoughts that she positively started when a soft, mellow voice interrupted them. At first, she thought the voice was addressing someone else, and thought nothing of it. Of course they wouldn't be talking to her. Why would they? She was just a small, shy girl, incapable of communication. Why would anyone approach her? What would they gain from getting to know her? The voice spoke again, gentle and polite, but again she paid no heed of it. They're talking to someone else, she convinced herself. I'm just a face in the crowd, possibly in the way of the person they're really talking to. There's no way they could mean me.
I got a sweet tooth and a taste for you
It might me too obvious but
I can't help my self from what I do
Her thoughts were interrupted again, this time by a hand on her shoulder. She immediately assumed that the person wanted her to move, and she made to excuse herself. However, it was the same voice as before that assured her that she didn't need to budge an inch. She blushed lightly at the cordiality displayed by the person, and began to lift her head to give gratitude. When she did, she instantly encountered the warm, blue eyes of a smiling, jovial blonde-haired boy, and her blush intensified considerably. The smile on the boy standing in front of her widened at her reaction, causing her throat to tighten and her stomach to flip. However, her mouth acted on its own according, returning the boy's bemused grin with a coy smile of its own.
Cuz you make me go out of my way
Crossing the line
Making me say what I have in mind
Her heart had stopped beating as soon as she'd seen the boy's face. She was flattered to be spoken to at all, but for someone with his countenance to acknowledge her, she was beyond embarrassment. No, she didn't know anything about him, but his face simply shined of charm and kindness that must've been the cause of many an ensnared heart. And he was talking to her, of all people! She could not believe it. Maybe this was what it was like to be falling in love.
You make me so excited
And I don't wanna fight it
I start to blush
You are my Sugar Rush
Ain't nothing better baby
Is it for real or maybe?
I start to blush
You are my Sugar Rush
Once again, she had to fight to decrease the shade of red present in her cheeks. However, while she battled her embarrassment, she noticed he was a little flustered himself. More so, there was a light pink tinge on his cheeks, something she found very adorable. Wait, adorable? She really was falling in love. Oh, it was like in the fairy tales she used to read. Maybe he was her Prince Charming, and this was their ball. Oh, if only that could come true.
Baby you're my Sugar Rush
I get weak and talk too much
You're the sweetest thing I ever tasted
Baby you're my Sugar Rush
I get weak and talk too much
For a while, they simply sat at the same table, each blushing but unable to tear their eyes from the other. She perhaps glowed brighter than her male counterpart, much less used to the attention. However, she could've hugged herself in the joy she was experiencing. She did notice envious glares from other single girls, but for once, she didn't care. She was much too happy, even if she did feel a little selfish. No, her mind scolded her, don't feel that way. This is why you never had anyone to talk to you before this. She had no pessimistic thoughts thereafter.
Cuz you make me go out of my way
Crossing the line
Making my say what I have in mind
Suddenly, she felt the piercing gaze that was different from the jealous stares. It bore into her like a knife through butter, and her first response was to twist her head around to view her antagonist. Then she saw her, a tight-lipped, narrow-eyed, older girl in a corner of the hall. She was gripping her cup with claw-like hands, causing its liquid to spill into the floor in front of her. However, the lavender-haired girl noticed that she had blonde hair like the boy, as well as the exact same blue eyes.
You make me so excited
And I don't wanna fight it
I start to blush
You are my Sugar Rush
Ain't nothing better baby
Is it for real or maybe?
I start to blush
You are my Sugar Rush
Speaking of which, the boy noticed the distant confrontation between the crimson-eyed girl and his sister, and he quickly told the former about his sibling. She immediately understood, but became nervous nonetheless. What if his sister doesn't like me? she thought desperately. She looks really scary, and I'm not sure her cup can be squashed any further. However, she got a pleasant surprise when the boy stood up and extended his hand to her. She blinked, blushing brightly and unable to move, until he requested a dance with her. Her previous fears evaporated in an instant, she complied, and they took to the dance floor.
Baby you're my Sugar Rush
I get weak and talk too much
You're the sweetest thing I ever tasted
She felt him wrap his arms gently around her waist, and she kept in time as they danced to the song. She was blushing beyond belief, which even the blinking lights couldn't disguise. It was worth it, though, even with the renewed glares from girls without partners. The song started reaching its conclusion, so she laid her head upon the boy's shoulder and allowed him to lead. Increased warmth around her indicated that he'd wrapped his arms tighter around her waist, and she sighed blissfully. She hadn't expected something like this to ever happen, but here she was, and she was enjoying every moment of it. However, there was still a certain sister whose opinion she was desperate to obtain.
Baby you're my Sugar Rush
I get weak and talk too much
You are my Sugar Rush
She manoeuvred gracefully so that she could face the back wall of the hall. Her partner knew what she was doing, so it was easy for him to comply and allow her. The flashing lights from the ceiling made it difficult to see anything, but through the relative darkness the girl could see the face of the person she was looking for. The girl in question was sipping her punch cautiously, but there was a certain... lack of hostility in her expression and body language. The lavender-haired, red-eyed girl was puzzled at the change of the boy's sister's character, but perhaps relieved nonetheless. However, she was stunned when the blonde girl permitted a smile and a nod of approval. Her stomach did a somersault at the thought that the boy's sister approved of her dancing with him, but she was grateful nonetheless. She grew an appreciative smile of her own, and she swore she saw the blonde girl's smile widen slightly.
Lord Cynic: "If you thought I'm a sap now... be ready to call me much worse, cause there's more to come. Much more. Oh, and as a Japanese lesson, "neesan" means older sister (or, as Outsane tells me, the way that boys say it). Of course, we already knew that... right?"