Disclaimer: I own Chrono, yes I do! I'm a liar, how 'bout you!
Author's Note: See chapter one or chapter seven.
WARNING: Mild spoilers for the sixth manga of Chrono Crusade.
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Ticks of the Clock
Some Getting Used To
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Left, right. (Wow.)
Up, down. (This is sort of weird!)
Shake, twist. (I feel so much lighter. . .)
Shrug— (Like I've lost ten pounds!)— yeah! (. . . Well, I kinda have, now that I think about it.)
And repeat! Left, rig—
"What on Earth are you doing?"
Chrono froze, cheeks pinking as he spun to face his Contractor— noting the distinct lack of slapping against his back as he did so. (This is gonna take some getting used to.) "Er. . . I was just. . . um. . . getting used to. . ."
Rosette glowered. "God, Chrono—you had your braid hacked off, you're not posing for a shampoo advertisement of anything. So stop with the posing and shaking and let's go!"
But as he turned around to continue walking—feeling insanely embarrassed—, the nun couldn't help but muffle a whimper, fingers itching to plait nonexistent tresses. Dammit, she mentally sighed. This is gonna take some getting used to. . .
(NOTE: The second ficlet idea I had from reading manga 6—yes, Chrono's beautiful braid was chopped off. NOOOOOOOOO! Perhaps the saddest moment in the entire series. . . (laughs) Nah, just kidding. XD But as a fangirl, I was slightly disappointed. I mean, c'mon— NOW how is Rosette supposed to get in any alone time with him when she can't braid his hair in the mornings? XD Oh well. Luckily, hair grows. Maybe it'll have a chance to grow back. (I seriously doubt it, but. . .) In any case, he still looks sexy. Though I doubt anything could ever change that. XD XD XD)