JT: Well, I had to rewrite that last chapter three times to avoid a lemon, they kept sneaking in there. I'm probably going to put one in this chapter, so you're warned. Also, please know that I will describe in as much detail as I can. But I will skip over as many of the naughty bits as I can!

Caution: This story is rated mature. Don't read it if you're too young.

Disclaimer: I don't own Chrono Trigger! Psh. Of course I don't. Who does? Squaresoft. And no, I don't own that either (I wish!). So, that means I don't own any of the characters from the game!

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Chapter 2: Pleasure

"Mother, I will be spending the night out-of-grounds," Schala informed Zeal during supper. "I feel like a camping trip, alone. So I can think some things over." Earlier that day she had convinced Chrono to let her spend the night at their camp. When he finally agreed, they set a time, and he left the palace.

Zeal raised a suspicious eyebrow, then said, "And who said you could do such?"

"I decided myself, Mother," Schala said levelly. "I need some time to myself—time to think."

"Think about what, may I ask?"

Schala was prepared for her mother to say this. "There's lots of things I need to think about. If I told you all of them, we'd be here half of tonight and tomorrow. I just need to think things over."

"All right, then. You can. But if you're—"

Schala smirked behind her napkin. "I'm not going to get into trouble, Mother," she said.

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Chrono sat close to the cave, contemplating what tonight would bring. He simply couldn't—it would be wrong, he was a newbie, and all of his friends would be around.

But then again, why not? It would be his first. It would be fun. It would be one of the most daring things he had ever accomplished. It would be—hopefully—incredible. It would be exciting, erotic even.

He rejected the idea over and over again, turning the prospect over in his mind, until a blonde girl with a pony tail emerged from the cave.

"Chrono, what's wrong? You look troubled," she said to the red-haired boy.

"I—er, it's nothing, Marle," he said to the blonde, hoping to end the conversation there.

Marle studied his face momentarily, then left to the cave again.

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Schala hurried from the castle, a bag slung over her arm full of clothing and other nightly essentials. She noticed the redhead not far off, like he said, nearby a cave. She heard happy chatter from inside, but noticed Chrono was not part of it. She was secretly happy that she would be able to approach him alone.

When she reached his camp, she sat down next to Chrono and said, "Thanks for letting me come out here tonight."

Oh, how badly she wanted to kiss even his cheek, but withheld. She had to wait until later, then even more would happen, she would make sure of that.

At that moment, a purple-haired girl walked out. "Chrono, who's the hot dog?" she asked, looking briefly at Schala.

"This is Princess Schala," Chrono introduced her. "Oh, and Princess, this is Lucca, my inventor friend."

"Pleasure," Schala said automatically, standing and curtsying.

"Great to meet you," Lucca said, then returned to the cave. After a few seconds, a frog who walked upright; a robot creature; a blonde with shoulder-length hair wearing animal skins covering only her breasts and waist; another blonde wearing a pantsuit and ponytail; and a man Schala knew, with the same cerulean hair as her, wearing a dark cape that flew out behind him; all walked out of the cave.

Chrono said, "This is Princess Schala, everyone. She's going to stay overnight and help us on Project Mammon. Princess, this is—" he pointed to the frog creature "—Glenn;—" he pointed to the robot "—Robo;--" then he pointed at Marle "—Marle;—" Chrono pointed at the prehistoric-looking woman "—Ayla; and this—" he pointed at the blue-haired man who Schala recognized "—is Magus."

She curtsied at each of them in return.

"It is a pleasure," Robo said in a mechanical voice.

Alya said, "Good, meet you."

Glenn said with a ribbet, "'Tis thou to whom I should bow, your Highness."

Marle said enthusiastically, "How're you?"

Magus simply nodded and reentered the cave.

"Dark one talk little," Ayla told Schala once he was inside.

The princess nodded, then followed Magus. "You…do recognize me, do you not, brother?" she asked him, sitting down next to him.

"I suppose I caught a wisp of your old self," he said darkly, turning away from her.

Schala looked down. "I…wanted to tell you myself…" she said slowly. "Mother…she isn't doing well…"

"So long to the old bat, she never cared for me anyway. You of all people must remember that day."

"I do…Magus, did she hurt you with that spell?"

"It's possible," he said, shedding his cape. A large dark welt showed on his bare flesh. "It has been impossible to get rid of. Painful, too. The same type of pain felt when one lives without someone to love…" he murmured pointedly.

"I—oh, Magus, we're siblings…" she rejected, but he had already began kissing her neck.

"It's not a matter," he whispered, then drew away. "You must remember..."

Schala felt erotic at that, then insisted that they travel to the river. Magus put his cape back on and they left the cave.

"We're going to catch up," Schala said.

Chrono looked at them skeptically, then asked, "How do you know each other?"

"Siblings," Magus interjected, then grasped Schala's hand and led her towards the river.

When they reached the water, they hesitated for a moment, then stripped naked and dove under the cool, refreshing water. They came to face each other after a few moments.

"You've, er, grown up a lot," Schala said to Magus, looking at his lower region.

His flame-like eyes flared up; "You've grown up a lot too…particularly blessed as a woman."

Schala smiled and threw her arms around his neck. He began kissing up her neck again; slowly, passionately, erotically.

"Magus," she said, impressed. "You've…improved…over the years."

"Admittedly," he said, taking a pause from kissing her, "so have you."

She giggled, then French kissed him. "Let's…"

"Yes," he said, then began.

"Ohh," Schala said dreamily, slipping underwater with Magus. "Incredible," she told him, leaning to kiss him.

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Chrono couldn't think straight. He knew Magus was Schala's brother, but he couldn't get his mind off of them leaving to the river together. He had heard a multitude of giggling recently, and a few moans, and began to get suspicious of the pair. Schala was supposed to be his—he was the one who kissed her at the palace, or rather, she kissed him; and they were the two to make arrangements for overnight.

It wasn't fair.

It was too suspicious.

He had to go see what they were doing. They had been gone too long.

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Schala emerged from the water, panting. She pulled away from Magus, grabbed her clothes, and jumped onshore, turning her back to her brother.

"You're tired, I see," Magus said, getting out of the water as well.

"And you're not?" Schala asked. "You were incredible; you went forever. And you mean you're not tired?"

Magus smirked. "Of course not. What do you think I am, new?"

Schala blushed, slipping on her robe.

"I can tell you are, though," he said, kissing her neck. "Well, at least, you're forgotten a lot."

"How?" she asked, curious.

"The way you do it. It's…infrequent. Which makes it wild, but still, infrequent, which makes you tired more easily."

"I—oh," Schala said, turning towards the camp. "Interesting."

Magus leaned towards Schala to French kiss her.

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Chrono walked towards the river, determined that something was up between the two. They could be siblings—anything was possible—but that didn't mean that they weren't doing something stupid. Something, he knew, he should be doing with Schala.

Which was, of course, having sex.

But then again, what was the point of knowing something like that? If she didn't want to, it wasn't the right time. Still, he knew that she would be ready.

He approached the river cautiously, afraid at what he might see.

Two figures, obviously Magus and Schala, were facing their back towards Chrono.

"Magus, Schala?" Chrono asked quietly from the other side of the river.

Schala stood up and said brightly, "Chrono, I figured you'd get worried. Sorry we were out so long. I—er, we were going to go back soon."

"Of course we were," Magus reinforced. "I can't spend all night catching up with my sister, even though there's enough to talk about."

Chrono said, "Oh, well…let's go back to camp?"

"Let's," Schala said, hopping over the river. She gave Chrono a peck on the cheek, then hurried along ahead, her wet hair streaming behind her.

"Magus, what happened out there?" Chrono asked immediately when Schala was out of hearing range. "What?"

Magus thought for a moment, then said with a smirk, "You should know what happened, if you're asking. It's just to confirm your fears, I know that."

"I…" Chrono was unsure what to say. "I just thought…you're siblings…"

"Nonetheless," he said darkly. He then hurried along after his sister.