Sora-san: Who hates Aion? Ooh me me! (ehem) Anywho here is chapter 5! ...Is it just me or do my chapters keep getting shorter...? Oh well. Please read and review! ((And I do not own Chrno Crusade. No matter how awesome that would be.))

Why Can't Dreams Be Real?

5. Anger, A Car Wreck, And My Total Lack Of Preparation

"Are you sure about this Rosette? Sister Kate says it might be a trap…" Azmaria said nervously.

"Relax Azmaria! If it's a trap I'll be ready!" I said, giving her a thumbs-up as I packed my gear. Just as I was preparing to pick up my things, Chrno came over and slung the pack over his shoulder.

"Chrno what are you—"

"I'm coming with you." Chrno said firmly.

"Chrno the client asked me to go alone!"

"And you listen to everything they say? You don't even know who our client is! They could be working for Aion! I wouldn't let you go at all if I didn't know you'd come anyways!"

I backed away, surprised at Chrno's outburst. He'd never yelled at me like this before. "Ch-Chrno…"

Chrno's hard glare softened when he saw how alarmed I was. He sighed. "I'm sorry…Rosette. I…just don't want you to get hurt again." Chrno confessed, looking away.

"Um…"Azmaria said, worriedly glancing from Chrno to me and back again.

I walked over and ruffled her hair. "C'mon. Let's all go."

"Ok!" Azmaria said brightly.

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"Rosette look out!" Chrno yelled.

I swerved the car to the left, narrowly avoiding a telephone pole…and instead rammed into a building.

"Rosette…you wrecked the car again…" Chrno said, sighing in relief that the ride was over.

"Chrno…you're talking too much again…" I said, kicking my door open. Looking quickly from side to side, I leapt out. "Huh…I guess no one's here…" At least…I thought that until I felt something brush against the back of my leg.

"Eyaah!" I yelled in surprise, whirling on the culprit, my gun pointed straight at them.

"Rosette, are you ok?" Chrno asked worriedly, running around from the other side of the car.

"Meow." Said the leg-brushing culprit innocently, looking up at me without fear.

"Stupid cat…" I muttered, lowering my gun.

"Hey a kitty!" Azmaria said, just coming up behind Chrno and I. The cat proceeded to lick its front paw.

"I don't have time for this." I groaned, turning to my companions. "So where are we supposed to be going?"

"And you wanted to come alone…" Chrno muttered, turning and walking away, Azmaria right behind him.

"…What is that supposed to mean?" I asked, hurrying after them. "Chrno? CHRNO!"