Missed You

A Chrno Crusade fanfic.

By: Wondering Heart

Summary: (Slight AU) When she was 14, Rosette and Chrno went their different ways, eventually forgetting all about each other and their past friendship… kind of. Now, two years later, Rosette begins to have constant dreams about a certain devil. How will she react when the demon from her dreams shows up in real life, and it's gone completely insane?

Rating: PG-13

A/N: Wow. I sure got a lot of reviews for last chapter… O.O (It means a lot to me- THANK YOU!)

Disclaimer: Hahaha! I just bought all Chrno Crusade rights on eBay! So THERE! (Somewhere, in great, awesome Japan, our favorite mangaka Mr. Daisuke Moriyama goes: "What the hell?")

Chapter 4

The wounds were more severe than what he had originally planned. Chrno realized this as he carefully examined Rosette's bloodied body, allowing himself to lick the blood off in places where he thought she wouldn't mind. The girl was about to experience a lot of pain once she drifted back into consciousness; she was going to hate him for what he had done to her, the demon knew that, and the worst part was; he didn't blame her.

"Damn it." The purple haired demon whispered under his breath. He had lost control, he knew he should've stopped hitting the human girl once she had fainted, but he just couldn't stop! Her blood had become too overwhelming, too addictive for the brutal demon inside of him, he couldn't control it. He didn't want to control it. It had been too much fun for him to allow himself to stop. Chrno paused his examination for a bit as he remembered what had happened. He could still hear her scream and cry, begging for him to stop before she became too weak to even do that. Those very screams only served for him to enjoy harming her even more, intensifying his want to hurt her, to cut her flesh with his own claws as he tried to make her scream as loud as she could, bathing her in her own delightfully crimson blood…

"Damn it!" He repeated, this time more intensely as he put his arms around Rosette's hurt body. The body he had hurt. The body he would hurt again. Because it would happen again- he would make sure of that…

Even at this very moment he was being tempted into hitting her. Wounding her again, making her bleed until there was no more life left in her delicate body. He lusted for her blood, her screams, her pain- But he would have to wait. She would never be able to survive another attack as weak as she was now, the blood loss would kill her. He was forced to wait until she got better. Well enough so that she would last as long as she did this time. Who knew? Maybe, if he was patient, if he made sure to be careful, next time she would last even longer. Damn it. He hated waiting; always had and always will. He would make sure she paid dearly for making him wait.

After who knows how long, the demon finally finished cleaning the girl- the work wasn't exactly perfect, but he had done as best as he could, and that was enough for him. Rosette still hadn't wakened up and he was starting to grow worried. Maybe she would need what humans called a doctor, after all… She could still be bleeding internally, and that would certainly not be any good. Chrno sighed; how could he take her to a hospital, if those stupid humans always ran away whenever they saw a freaking' demon?

He would have to leave her someplace nearby where another human could find her; Chrno decided. That was the only way… He took the girl in his arms and spread his black, bat like wings. He needed to hurry, but at the same time he needed to be extremely careful not to hurt Rosette; humans were fragile, after all, and this one was already broken. He only hoped she would survive the trip.

With this thought in mind, Chrno forced himself to fly as hard as he could towards the nearest human city. Rosette didn't move at all the whole way there. The situation proved to be more delicate than what he had considered it to be. The demon cursed as he frantically searched for a place where a human might find her, a place where he could easily watch over Rosette without being detected. After some fast searching, he finally decided to leave the human girl near what humans seemed to call a drug store. This place should do; many of the city's inhabitants seemed to go to this store frequently, be it night or day, and since it was already dark out Chrno wouldn't be noticed if he kept his distance. He left the Rosette on the hard, dirty floor and flew to the roof of the building next to the shop. The devil waited for several minutes until, finally, a woman walked close by and came across his toy. She screamed for help in some weird gibberish accent and a few seconds later, Rosette was being deposited, with the help of a few other concerned looking humans, into a strange metal container. To Chrno's amusement, this weird container seemed to have a mind of its own, as what seemed like its severely deformed feet moved and carried the object –and its passengers- towards what Chrno hoped to be a hospital.

Chrno quickly followed it with ease. The bizarre object was faster than a human, but compared to a demon's speed that meant nothing. Some time later, they arrived at yet another building. Human cities seemed to be certainly full of these structures lately- Chrno could hardly remember when these same humans belonged in ridiculously small tribes. These human pests were obviously growing in numbers, and the demon could only speculate on the reason why Pandemonium wasn't controlling their amounts before they proved to be unbearable.

He sat on a tree within the hospital limits and resigned himself to wait. She was inside this human building now; there was nothing else he could do except for waiting for Rosette to come out. He only hoped it wouldn't be too long.

A/N: Damn. This is the first time this has happened to me! I had so many ideas for this chapter but I simply had to leave it here! I'll just get right on with the next chapter then, before my current calm/depressive mood goes bye-bye!

PS: I've read reviews concerning me allowing only certain kinds of reviews- or something like that. The only thing that comes to my mind for an answer to your concerns is: What the (forgive the expression) hell are you guys talking about? Can you even do that? (Remember: newbie here. Doesn't really know what she's doing. :P)

And, to change the subject: Whoa. This has been one short Author's Note, compared to my last ones!

(And yes, I do realize my humor attempt was failed, Sephyrah. Don't mock me. :P)

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I think I just made my Author's Note longer, didn't I? Damn you, hyperactive fingers! DAMN YOU!