Final chapter. Yes, I know I'm evil. Please don't kill me. -uses hypnotism- You love me, you really really love me... -chibi eyes- Pwease?.!

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Chapter 4

Chrono ran. He didn't know where he was going; rain and tears had blinded him. He ran mindlessly, sobs heaving his thin form, hands clenched into fists, violet hair streaming behind him. The devil ran until his foot slid in the mud, and with a cry, Chrono crashed to the ground on his side, panting for breath.

Sobbing into his arms as he lay in the mud, the violet-haired devil slowly pushed himself up, looking into the distance. In front of him was the Elder's place, his own room in the back. He stood, his hair fanning around him in a soaked violet curtain. It had gotten undone during his fall. Chrono ignored it, running forward and opening the door. He didn't bother to remove his soaked and muddy clothing, he ran straight into his room.

After folding the piece of paper that he had messily scratched a note on and throwing it on his bed, he rifled through his drawers in the closet, pulling out a vial of holy water. 'This is it… The end to my pain…'

Chrono clenched his hand tightly around the crystal vial, and then ran from the room, back out into the pouring rain and crashing lightning. His feet made splashing sounds as he went, the rain streaking his clothing and down his face and neck.

Chrono raised his head as he went into the building that he had ended up at. It was the church. 'Ironic, how I would end up here… The place that this all began, I will die in…'

Chrono crept forward, feeling as though he had to be quiet in the church. 'I don't belong here. I'm not supposed to be in a holy place like this… Not me, a devil, a sinner… But I will rid them of my presence… Things will be well again…'

Chrono knelt before the alter, staring up at the stained glass windows. Lighting flashed, lighting the area, and Chrono slowly uncorked the crystal vial. 'I'm sorry Rosette… But I'm only making your life worse by being here, taking your life, not helping your progress with your… boyfriend…'

Chrono felt a few tears slip down his face at that thought, and he raised the vial, hesitating, and then throwing his head back, drinking the contents of the bottle in one fatal gulp.

The effect was instantaneous. Chrono coughed violently, his hands clutching at his throat as he gagged on blood. Icy talons of pain spread out from inside him, choking him with their intensity. The room began to blur, and Chrono leaned over, more blood and saliva leaking from his lips to splatter on the floor. The devil struggled to his feet, trying to move away from the holy place, not wanting to stain it's purity with his blood. But he failed, and Chrono fell to the floor as his vision fled.

The lightning flashed again as the back of a pale hand hit the ground, the crystal vial in the limp fingers released to roll away from the still body on the floor. There was one more shuddering breath, and then the church returned to its holy silence, as though nothing had happened within its walls.

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Azmaria jerked awake with a sharp cry, clutching her hands in her nightgown over her heart. Something had happened, but she didn't know what it was. Confused, the apostle girl climbed to her feet, pulling on a coat and leaving the room. She didn't pay much attention to where she was going, but she felt drawn to Chrono's room.

As Azmaria reached the room she instantly noticed something was wrong. There was mud and water all over the floor, and Chrono was usually such a neat person. The closet was left open, drawers hanging out in complete disarray. The pale girl crept forward, and then her eye was caught by a folded piece of paper lying on the bed.

Confused, Azmaria crept forward, picking up the paper and unfolding it. 'A letter?'

The girl's crimson eyes widened as she read, and tears started to pour down her cheeks, a hand rising to cover her mouth. It wasn't a letter. It was suicide note.

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Rosette gasped in shock as something in her snapped. Her blue eyes flew open, and she pushed at the boy holding her. "John, get off!"

The boy growled softly, continuing to hold her. The girl frowned, pushing at him again. "Get off me!"

The boy named John shook his head. "Oh no, you think I'm going to agree with that? I've got you now, and I'm not going to let you go."

Rosette growled, and her fist connected with the boy's head an instant later. "You think you can just order me around? Well excuse me, but I do believe this was our first date anyway! It's a good thing I don't want another! Now get off this property!"

John shook his head. "You started this relationship, you think I'm gonna let you end it? Besides, we haven't even had sex yet."

Rosette's eyes sharpened. "That's what you wanted? Sex?.! What makes you think I would let a low-life like you even get close to that? You're just lucky I've had a little drink tonight, or else I would have already blown your balls off." Rosette let her hand sneak down, resting her fingertips again the hilt of her gun.

John raised a brow. "You wouldn't."

An instant later the barrel of a gun gleamed in his sight, Rosette's flaming blue eyes glowing in fury just behind it. "Try me. Now get out of my sight."

That was all it took, the boy was gone. Rosette, searched inside herself, trying to find what was missing. Something had broken; some part of her was gone. She frowned, looking deeper, and then realized.

Chrono. Her bond with Chrono was gone, snapped. She could no longer sense the little devil.

Panic blossomed in her mind. She took off at a run for Chrono's room, slipping her gun back into its holster as she did. 'Please God, let him be alright! Just let it be something that's happened, nothing's wrong!'

Rosette threw open the door to Chrono's room to find Azmaria sitting on the floor, sobbing into her hands. The blonde moved forward slowly. "Az? Where's Chrono?"

The apostle held up a piece of paper wordlessly. With shaking fingers Rosette reached to take it, reading it silently.

The words were written messily, as though in a hurry. It was fairly short and to the point.

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I'm sorry, but I can't keep doing this. Rosette, I've taken so much from you; Joshua, your life, your dreams and hopes. I can't keep doing that anymore. I loved you, but we were never meant to be together. I guess this world is just better off without me. Azmaria, I loved you like a sister. You'll be a fine woman one day. I hope that both of you will live well, and enjoy your life, never give up living. Goodbye.

Chrono

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Rosette shook her head. "No… No!" The girl looked down to Azmaria. "Where is he?.! Do you know where he is!.?"

Azmaria shook her head. "No! I just came in to find that on his bed!"

Rosette turned, running from the room. 'Don't let me be too late!' She ran, running towards the church, something drawing her there. She burst through the doors to see that there was nothing amiss. She walked forward briskly, and then slammed to a halt.

A single pale hand was extended from one of the pews, visible from the elbow down just in front of the alter. A crystal vial of holy water was lying near the limp fingers, empty.

Rosette let out a shout, running forward. She slid to a stop by Chrono's still body, gathering the devil into her arms. "Chrono! Chrono, answer me! Don't you do this to me! Please, wake up!"

Chrono's face was as pale as snow, blood and saliva trailing from the corners of his lips. His eyes were still open a slit, dull lifeless crimson shining through eyelashes heavy with tears and rain. The devil's long hair lay in a glossy curtain beneath his limp body, soaked in rain and mud, framing his slender frame in violet.

Rosette placed her fingers against his neck, and then sobbed, burying her face in her friend's cold neck. "No… No! Chrono please, don't go! I love you, don't go!"

Rosette held Chrono to her chest, and screamed. "NO!"

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Rosette sniffled, the tears running silently down her face to fall onto the still and expressionless face that lay before her. She tenderly swept the violet bangs away from Chrono's face, running her fingers over the line of his jaw and down his cold throat.

Chrono had been bathed, his long violet hair carefully scrubbed and brushed through by Rosette herself, now lying in a glossy curtain beneath his form. He was dressed in one of the militia's male uniforms, showing that the militia saw him as a valuable help to them, even though he hadn't really been a part of the organization. Red roses surrounded his limp body in the coffin, coating him in their scent. His hands were folded on his chest, the life-clock resting beneath his fingers, a cross settled on his stomach, not touching his skin.

Rosette choked on her tears, pulling her fingers away from Chrono's expressionless face. 'Why didn't you just talk to me Chrono? Why did you hide from me? You knew that you could tell me anything, so why didn't you come to me…'

Rosette kept going in endless circles with herself, trying to figure out why Chrono had done what he had, trying to know why he hadn't just come to talk to her. She felt lost now that Chrono was gone; she didn't know what to do.

Azmaria came forward, tears trailing over her pale cheeks, clothed in mourning black. The apostle girl had been devastated just like Rosette, knowing that her big brother figure was gone had been tough on her. But she would go on, like Chrono had asked them to. She would continue to live her life, and she would live it for Chrono.

The apostle girl looked to Rosette, where the blonde was standing silently, a single red rose gripped in her hand. Azmaria sighed, and then put a hand on Rosette's arm. "Rosette… Chrono wanted us to keep living, you know that, right?"

Rosette looked to her. "Yes."

"I know how you feel, I feel the pain too. But you can't just give up now. Live for him, since he can't be here with us. Go through each experience thinking of him, think of him all the time, and live for him. That's what he wanted, and that's all we can do to honor him." Azmaria smiled through her tears. "All Chrono wants is for you to be happy, for you to smile. And so, smile every day, for him."

Rosette blinked, and then smiled as well. "You're right Azmaria… I just… wish I would have been paying more attention. I wish I wouldn't have said what I did, and I wish that I had been smarter. If I had, then Chrono would still be here."

Azmaria looked down to Chrono's still face. "You can't think like that. A lot of things could have happened, but they didn't. Like I said, all we can do now is keep living our lives, and move on, for Chrono's sake." The girl looked up at her 'big sister'.

Rosette looked up into the sun peering through the stained glass windows of the church. "At least he will be buried properly, and honorably. I'm glad the Order saw fit to give him a burial that was made for one of the Order. I really think that he would have liked it."

Azmaria nodded with a smile. "Me too."

Rosette paused. "Azmaria, will you sing? Sing to Chrono…"

Azmaria blinked, and then nodded, clasping her hands together and choosing her song carefully.

"Lead me Lord…

Lead me in thy righteousness…

Make thy way plain before my face…

Lead me Lord…

Lead me Lord…

For it is Thou, Lord…

Thou, Lord only…

That makest me dwell in safety…"

And Rosette could have sworn, that as she closed her eyes in the warmth of the sun, she could hear Chrono's voice in her ears.

"Thank you…"

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That's the end. Kind of sucky I think, but I tried… Let me know what you think, and thanks for reading! –throws pocky and plushies- Thank you my reviewers! I love you all!