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Author's note: Gosh, I haven't written in so long, I've forgotten some of the character's names!

Chapter 7

Dirty Devil

He gave an exhausted sigh and trudged through the front doors, promptly flopping down in a puffy armchair conveniently positioned for visitors in the hall.

"So…tired…" He yawned, leaning back into its cushion-y depths. "That dog has too much energy…" He sighed, eyes drifting closed as the warmth of a foretold summer's heat rolled through the doorway, it's light breeze carrying the soft scent of soap and water. Washing that dog took more outta him than he'd thought. But at least he was clean…and if he was clean…Aion wouldn't complain that he stunk. Sometimes he wondered if Aion was possibly a neat freak. 'Duuuuuuh…' He thought in his head. That was the stupidest thing he had ever heard. Aion? A neat freak? Of COURSE he was! Look at his coat, for crying out loud!

With an exhausted sigh, he stretched to his feet and continued to trudge up to the shower quarters. Elder was doing something in the shower, (of which he didn't wanna find out what), and he thought it best if he just used the one in the main building. He yawned and continued to walk up the stairs, longing for the times he could simply bound up them with an abundance of energy.

He pushed open the heavy door to the men's shower and walked in, the steam that filled the room stung his eyes and nose with the soapy smell laced with dirt, grime, and sweat. He grabbed a basket from the closet stations built in the wall, and deposited his clothes in the small basket.

He didn't generally like being this exposed around humans, but it was exempted when showers were involved. The many scars that laced his body had a tendency to frighten or shock most people, so he preferred to keep most of his body hidden. I mean, how many screams can a guy take! Course, living as a Fighter was practically guaranteed that you would receive damage and severe injuries.

Grabbing a towel, he hung it on the shower door and shut it, flipping on the water switch, he listened as the pipes groaned and gurgled until water sprung forth a second later, immediately adding to the steamy atmosphere around him.

The hot water streamed down around him, making his hair instantly pull down around his shoulders from the extra weight. The water scalded his back, tracing the indents with the hot water where his wing joints joined his spinal cord. It's been awhile since I've had time to enjoy a nice shower…he thought to himself, tracing a finger along the smoky glass to make a small smiley in the fog.

BANG BANG

"Get out Chrono! You've been in there too long! You'll shrivel up like a prune and I, as your master, don't want that!" Aion yelled as he banged on the door, making Chrono growl slightly.

"Well if you're so impatient, read the paper. I haven't had a good shower in awhile, master." He snorted, watching as Aion's hazy form seemed to swell up with anger. Puff up, little puffer fish…Chrono thought with sarcastic amusement.

"Fine. I'll go read the paper if you're gonna take so long in the shower." Chrono heard his receding footsteps over the shower hall's tiles. With a satisfied snort, Chrono set back to work on ridding the dirt from his hide.

Chrono scrubbed his hair till it shone like sunshine, his fingers smoothing out the knots that had taken up lodging in his velvet locks since the last fervent combing. He washed it and washed it until he gave a pleased smile. This should make Rosette happy, with his hair shinning like it used to. As he continued to scrub and clean his body, his thoughts wandered back to last night.

Rosette's eyes had held an intoxicated look as she sat, listening to his song that he sang out under Aion's orders. It gave him chills.

"Are you done YET!" Aion yelled, knocking loudly on the shower door.

"Nope."

He listened as Aion took a breath, getting ready to berate him for taking so long, until he suddenly glanced down at the chair. Which, he assumed, held the paper.

"Hey Chrono…?" A bad feeling ran up his back as he answered.

"Yeah?" He watched through the hazy glass as an evil smile crept onto Aion's face, making him gulp nervously.

Before he had a chance to prevent it, he suddenly found himself looking face to face with Aion, the door swinging backwards on it's hinges.

"What are you doing!" He shouted as Aion suddenly stepped into the shower, forcing him back against the wall as he held a hand to Chrono's lips. He leaned in closer.

"I have an idea…" He whispered into Chrono's ear, his warm breath brushing over Chrono's neck. He stepped closer, his body against Chrono's as he placed his hands beside Chrono's head on the shower wall. Chrono gulped, his voice locked in his throat as his body seemed paralyzed. Aion leaned in closer, his lips almost touching his skin as his hands moved from the wall onto his neck and starting to move down as the water continued to pour down around them, drenching them.

"Aion? Hey Aion, you ready to go yet?" Jenai's voice said, sounding disembodied. Chrono suddenly realized how quiet it was, considering there were about 10 other people in the other showers in the room. It seemed all of them had stopped their noise to listen to Aion and Chrono. He blushed deeply as Aion's lips brushed his neck, then moved back and finally he walked out the door, leaving Chrono standing exposed in the open shower.

"Yes, actually. I was just telling Chrono." Aion said, straightening his shirt and glancing back at him. His smile made him want to hide.

"Tell me what?" He asked, dreading the answer he would receive.

"You'll find out when we get there. Now put some clothes on and we'll go."

He yawned a distinctive yawn as Aion and the rest of the Sinners dragged him across the lawn. He still had no clue as to where they were dragging him, and he had a bad feeling he wouldn't like it one bit. Shader was carrying a nice argument with Rizelle and Jenai. He sighed as he was pushed forward slightly as Rizelle pushed Jenai, thus throwing Chrono into Aion's back. Aion stopped. However, since Chrono was so tired, he didn't fully grasp the situation to the fullest extent, and didn't move.

"My, my Chrono. How nice of you to think that way of me." Aion said sweetly as the realization of what he meant dawned on Chrono. He scrambled backwards, falling to the ground as Aion turned around. He started to walk towards him as Chrono scrambled backwards when a loud voice ripped through the suddenly-silent atmosphere.

"CHRONO! WHERE ARE YOU GOING!"

"Eep…" Chrono said as he sweatdropped, not having to turn to know who was approaching him. "Eh…Rosette…" He said as he was suddenly jerked onto his knees and spun around as someone held him by the shirt, looking into her heavenly blue eyes.

"You were leaving! With them…" She glanced at them, rewarding them all with a glare. She turned back to him. "Where were you going!"

"Um…I really don't know Rosette…" He felt her grip tighten on his shirt.

"MORE violence, Rosette? My, what a barbaric girl you are…" Satella's voice drawled from behind the fuming nun. They turned to see Satella standing next to Azmaria; Joshua apparently was not with them.

"What are YOU doing here? I thought the Order was HOLY…" She said, wrinkling her nose as several anger veins exploded on Satella's forehead.

"Why you-"

"Enough." Aion said as he clapped his hands together, breaking off the profane comment Satella had chosen to respond with. "Why don't you 3 join us? I'm sure they won't mind."

"And where would that be, demon?" Satella asked icily. His face remained passive, however, and responded calmly.

"Why, if I told, it would hardly be worth the expression you would have when you find out."

"WE'LL COME!" Rosette said, an idea apparently formed and ready in her mind. Satella and Azmaria face faulted.

"WHAAAAA!"

However, the answer was set and Aion would not take no for an answer, and so they set off again, headed to whatever torture he had planned for them.

He sighed and sunk lower into the water. It had been a bathhouse…honestly… His nose was barely touching the water as he sat in the steaming pool, the rocks that outlined the 'pool' were big, and apparently real. There was only a fence that separated the boy's section from the girl's, and it wasn't very big either…or tall…

The 'pool' got deeper as you went, eventually reaching 20ft in the middle before sloping back up to 5ft…which is where he sat now… He could hear Rosette and Satella arguing from over the fence, and he wished he couldn't hear what Aion and the others were talking about. Unlike them, he happened to be a virgin.

"Hey Chrono, haven't you ever been with someone?" Vid asked, knowing full well the answer. The chattering behind the fence stopped as soon as Vid (loudly) voiced that question. Chrono blushed deeply as he hunched lower into the water.

"Um…no…" He said quietly, hoping Rosette hadn't been listening, though he knew she was. There were identical evil smirks that suddenly came on the 3 demon's faces as he answered them. He had a bad feeling…

"Hey guys, I need to go get a towel. Stay here…" Aion said as he stood up, water rushing off him back to the 'pool'.

"Um…okay…" Chrono said as Aion walked off, closing his eyes and sighing in relief as the other 2 continued their babbling.

BANG

BAM

BOOM

((and a couple of screams to go with it))

He opened his eyes again, hearing the screams coming from behind the fence as a big burst of light appeared with a silver knight in the middle.

"YOU DIRTY DEVIL!" Satella shouted before the knight brought it's huge sword down on the grinning Aion. Chrono sighed, closing his eyes slightly before hearing more screaming and some whoots. He opened his eyes only to see that the fence had gone down as well as a twitching Aion.

End of Chapter 7, Dirty Devils

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