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Disclaimer : I do not own Xenosaga...

(Notes : The summary also says KOS-MOS / chaos. It got cut off)

Pairing : Jr.X MOMO

Genre : Humor / Romance

Title : Anything For The Unforgiven


Chapter 3 : Red Rose Pedals Fly In The Wind
Shion looked at MOMO's expression. She seemed to have lightened up a little since Jr.'s little ... "act".

"How do you feel MOMO?" Shion asked the pink-haired girl.

"I feel ... great ..." MOMO said, stretching and flopping down on the couch in Shion's room next to KOS-MOS and Allen.

Shion smiled a bit worrly. She hated seeing MOMO sad. It just wasn't like her.

MOMO looked KOS-MOS up and down. KOS-MOS looked at her.

"Is there something wrong?" she asked in her monotone, yet beautiful voice.

MOMO smiled.

"KOS-MOS?"

"Yes? What is it?"

MOMO looked around and blushed. She returned her gaze to the red-eyed model.

"Can we play dress up?"

KOS-MOS stared at the girl.

"I was created for combat, not for playing."

MOMO looked down, then back at KOS-MOS.

"Plaese?" The 100 series begged, cupping her hands.

"Yes, please?" Shion begged with her.

KOS-MOS looked at Shion for a moment.

"If that is what you wish Shion" She said, MOMO taking her hand and walking out of the room.

"Say chief, what are you working on?" Allen asked.

Shion exhaled, running her right hand through her brown hair.

"It's nothing really. I'm still just trying to - "

"Trying to figure out KOS-MOS' black box componets?" He finished for her.

Shion nodded.

"Chief, you work to hard" Allen said standing behind Shion and shaking his head in the palm of his hand.

"I know, I know Allen. Just let me - "

"No! I'll take over here," Allen said, placing his hands over hers in an attempt to stop them from working, "And you go take a break. Okay?"

Shion got out of her seat (with the help of Allen). Allen sat down in Shion's chair.

"No! But Allen - !"

"Don't worry about it Chief!" He smiled at her.

Shion faintly blushed.

"Okay. If you say so ... " Shion said, her heels clicking as she began walking off.


chaos sighed, listening to Jr. say something about doing someting for MOMO. chaos tried to pay attention, but the U.R.T.V.
constantly switched ideas. It was hard to keep up with the words that came out of his mouth.

"Jr.?"

"Yeah chaos?"

"Can we take a break?"

Jr. scratched his head. Thinking about to do for MOMO was making his head hurt.

"Why don't you just try to apologize again?" chaos asked the red-head.

Jr.'s eyes met the floor.

Jr. took a step towards MOMO.

' "MOMO, I'm- " '

' "No!" ' MOMO yelled.

She pushed Jr. aside and ran out of the room.

"I ... I don't wanna see her ... cry anymore ... " he said, sitting on the livingroom couch next to chaos, resting his head on chaos' shoulder.

"You know ... not all tears are tears of happiness Jr." chaos responded.

Jr. lifted his head. Blue eyes met green for an instant, then hit the floor.

"chaos ... you are so slow" Jr. smiled, shaking his head.

chaos smiled.

"No. I just like to take it easy."

"Oh! Am I interrupting something?"

Jr. and chaos looked to the entrance.

"MOMO?"

"No," chaos started, "You're not interrupting anything. What is it MOMO?"

"Well, I just wanted to show you what I did to KOS-MOS. Come on in!"

KOS-MOS walked slowly into the room.

chaos and Jr. gasped.

KOS-MOS wore a long, skin tight red dress that was somewhat like a corset in the top, the sleeves long and kimono like.
. She had on light makeup and carried a yellow fan. The sides of her hair was pulled back supporting a yellow bow, while the rest of her ocean hair cascaded freely down her sholders and back.

"Wow ... " chaos breathed.

KOS-MOS looked at chaos, their eyes locked into the other.

MOMO looked at Jr and walked behind KOS-MOS.

"Come on KOS-MOS. Let's go show Shion."

KOS-MOS looked down at MOMO, then nodded. Jr. looked at the floor while chaos watched KOS-MOS and MOMO walk into the shadow of the hall.

"Heh ... Heh Heh ... "

chaos looked at Jr.

"Jr., are you feeling okay?"

Jr. looked at chaos and nodded.

"So, she likes dress up does she?"

"What are you up - "

"I'll see ya tomorrow, okay chaos!" Jr. smiled and ran off.


That disturbing feeling ran through chaos' veins once again...