Disclaimer: I own Chrono, yes I do! I'm a liar, how 'bout you!
Author's Note: See chapter one or chapter seven.
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Ticks of the Clock
Moon
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It reminded him of the moon, in a way— slowly evolving, swelling from a dark nothingness to a bright, full globe. Ever changing, ever growing. Blooming.
But at the same time, it wasn't like the moon at all. The lunar phases didn't give him the same feeling of thrill and fear and amazement; not even in the slightest. And though this was much more intimidating, it was also much more. . . well, fun; watching her belly gradually expand, blossoming from a tiny bulge to a healthy roundness.
Chrono smiled, pressing a hand and his lips to Rosette's stomach, blushing slightly underneath her grinning stare— laughing when the baby squirmed. No, it really wasn't like the moon at all. It was more like magic. . . and when he told her so, her beam widened; opening her arms for him.
"Any day, now. . ." the young woman whispered, cuddling closer to the devil when he laid beside her, tracing little circles on her abdomen. "I'll be glad when I can move again."
He chuckled, kissing her forehead; watching the full moon rise as they both fell asleep.
(Note: Okaaaay. . . that one was inspired—and I'm serious—by a dream I had last night. o.O Crazy, I know. Still. . . it was a very cute dream. . . in a strange, strange way. But enough about that. I hope this one turned out all right, 'cause honestly, it was more embarrassing to write than Chocolate Kisses. Dunno why. . . I'm just weird like that. XD)