Author's Note: Hi readers that are reading my fic right now. Well one of you was asking me the same question about if this is based on the Anime or in the Manga well I kinda mix them up. I know what you're gonna say . . .WTF! hehehe (sweat drops) but don't worry I am planning on making a plot and besides I've been wanting to make this kind of story dedicated to Chrno and his love ones!

Disclaimer: Chrno Crusade is not my property. Okay on with the story!

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Chapter 2: My Sun

You are the sun through the windows of my soul. . .

The soul that I have kept so very far away from the rest,

Before you're light came, I thought that my life was a worthless thing to behold

Without you, I wouldn't have found the answer to my question. . .

'Why am I alive?'

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Chrno's POV: (Still)

I was hesitating and a bit nervous. "I choose . . ."

Come on spit it out already! A little voice inside my head screamed at me.

"I choose Rosette!" at last the words finally came out from my mouth. I grew a little embarrassed at my outburst at him but Saint Peter never minded it for one bit as if he knew all along I was going to say her name.

"Chrno." Peter gracefully stepped down from his high chair. My body became tensed as he came closer to me and repeated my name. " Chrno come with me dear child and I will bring you to the soul of Rosette Christopher." St. Peter reached out his pale and wounded hands to me as the gateway unbinded itself from its long silvery chains and automatically opened as we came near it.

I used my arms to shelter myself from the intensity of the light coming from the gate but never did I close my eyes as we proceeded, never, as not to forget the seconds that passed by until I finally meet her, my Rosette.

Seconds after entering the light, I heard the rustling whistle of a train. I was a bit surprise to find a man-made machine in a holy realm. Noticing that there was no longer the blinding light, I widened my eyes to observe my new found surroundings. There was again a dark abyss in the background; there were no floors that I was aware of since my feet were covered by a thick mist and of course the large, sleek and black train gushing out steam in preparation for a long journey.

"Sir, are we in heaven?" I asked, never looking back at the old pope, and still a little dumbfounded until the pope gave out another amusing chuckle.

"Hohoho Chrno, Is this what you pictured heaven would be like?" I turned to face the old spirit with my mouth gaping open. "Of course not, This my friend is the train stop where you will be able to go back to earth and where you will meet the spirits of your beloveds. Look." His face pointed out to the door of the train that was slowly opening. My stomach flustered and my heart sank at the beauty before me.

Rosette Christopher, the same as ever, with her golden locks let down to reach her back; her milk toned skin as shiny and as smooth as when she was still a child; her blue eyes still as innocent as those of Joshua's back at the orphanage and then her smile, God Thank You!, her smile as fervent and as honest as when we first met.

"Rosette!" I called out her name.

She was searching for the source of the call. Her cheeks were glowing pink as she saw me. "Chrno!" she too began to run towards me with tearful eyes and a very wide smile.

"Rosette . . . Rosette!" I wanted to say her name over and over and over again. I wanted to feel her silken smooth hair under my chin and caress it as we had a memorable embrace. "Rosette!" my cheeks burned with the warm tears I shed.

"Chrno." She began to cup my warm cheeks as she faced me with the same tearful expression as I had. "Thank You for being with me even after death." (This is the quote from last chapter. I just made some revisions)

There was again another loud whistle from the train. "Now children," St. Peter's voice broke the dream like state Rosette and I were in.

"The train cannot wait too long. Now Chrno." St. Peter held open my palm and placed an object in it. It was a ring, golden and very antique with the very noticeable emerald head stone embedded on it. "Sir?" I gave him a questioning look.

"That you must keep and wear for the days when you will be with them. It will also tell you when time has moved and when you shall return to the outer boundaries of heaven." He closed my palm and gave a little shake before we meaning I and Rosette entered the train compartment. "Keep yourselves and the ring safe and well." The train started to move into another bright light. The fog, the darkness, including the bright saint soon faded as I waved thankfully. I heard him shout before the train was engulfed with the bright light. I think it was to remember every moment that passes by counts . . . like I needed to be reminded but still. . .

I sat back beside Rosette. I was beginning to feel drowsy until. . .

"Chrno." Rosette softly called out my name. I faced her and—BONK!—got hit on my head.

She gave a wide grin that I missed so much and I of course rubbed the painful area she had just bonked on. "What was that for?" I asked in an innocent yet still accusing voice.

"Nothing. . ." she snuggled closer to my muscular arm, her eyes beginning to close. "I just missed you. . ." I had a sincere smile on my face as I too fell into dream land.

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"Hey Wake up Chrno!" a childish voice broke me from my dreams. I was no longer sitting on the train but instead I was laying down on a bed of still moist grass on a hot summer's day. Looking strangely at me were the younger versions of Joshua and Rosette. Not only did I notice that we were near a familiar riverbed but also that I was again in my child form.

I sat upright. "Was it all a dream or is this the illusion?" I grasped my ragged cloak in frustration then I saw it. The golden ring given to me by the keeper; it even has the same emerald headstone embellished on it. I had a look of disbelief written on my face."It really is true!" I said to myself.

"Hey Chrno what are you doing?" Rosette raised an eyebrow in worry. "Yeah come on Chrno, we have a whole day of play time that none of us would like to waste on moping ya know!" Joshua from the far back of Rosette added.

I was still holding on to the thought that I and Rosette were back in the past where there was still innocence and warmth when all of the sudden, the younger version of Rosette waved a hand in front of my still phased out face. "Hey Chrno you okay?" Rosette had a look of concern. I couldn't help but hug her tightly at that moment. I felt Rosette's cheeks warming up and she began to wriggle out of the embrace. I was a bit disappointed but knowing that this was still in the past, I knew it was a set back and besides she doesn't really have feelings for me at this time.

Once we parted, I smiled as Rosette flushed red with her mouth gaping open, in short speechless. The blush soon disappeared when Rosette heard Joshua's chanting of 'Chrno and Rosette-o sitting in a tree K-I-S-S-I-N-G. First comes love then comes marriage then come Rosette with a baby carriage!' he laughed all the while Rosette started retaliating by threatening that she's gonna kill him and chased him until noon. Both siblings fell to the meadow panting and gasping for air.

After eating lunch and taking a quick nap. I found myself competing with Rosette in a 'who-could-catch-more-fish-for-Joshua' contest which I won since Rosette was fed up and kicked the water out of sheer irritation making the fishes more scared of her than any other animal.

"And the winner is Chrno!" Joshua victoriously raised my arm while Rosette only grunted. "Hmph, Chrno only won because the damn fishes didn't like my bait." Rosette reasoned out.

"Yeah right, they dislike you more than the taste of your bait Rosette!" Joshua mocked earning him death glares from the already irritated Rosette.

Rosette, hearing the last complaint that she could take for the whole day, began pursuing the cause of her bad temper, meaning her younger brother Joshua, all over the river until they were out of my sight. Leaving me to think at what was happening and what I am going to do about it.

I sighed and laid back unto the cooler grass and think yet again at what was going on. What should I be doing? I should be choosing who I want to be with and not gallanting around with the past personas of Rosette and Joshua. I raised the hand that was wearing the emerald ring given by the old keeper. I closed my eyes and tried to remember what he said to me before I arrived here.

"Remember . . ." I started to speak to myself as I heard St. Peter's words inside my head. "Remember that . . . every moment . . . counts. . ."

I don't understand it, really. What does he mean by, and I quote, 'Remember that every moment counts'? Does it mean that I should not be goofing around with the child versions of Joshua and Rosette but instead think and choose whether I want Mary or Rosette? Or does it mean that I should temporarily disregard choosing one over the other and spend my time on earth playing and reliving my only moments with Rosette and Joshua here back when they were still not separated and caught up in the grim war between Aion and God?

I rolled to my side, still confused at what I am supposed to do in this spare time, when I saw the children who miraculously stopped bickering and started to wave and call out my name. "Hey Chrno stop slacking off, Time's a wasting!" shouted the now cheerful Rosette.

Seeing Rosette then and there, made me choose the second option of what I thought St. Peter meant. Yes, It made me rekindle my memories back at the town fair when I made and reassured my vow that if she were to die I would be right there beside her all the way through. Her words were still clear to me. . ."Having you by my side, made me walk in a straight line and never pull back. . .". . . Rosette chose neither the past nor the future but the present to live on. A path that I also want to be on too. . .

"Hey wait up!" I rose from my recent position to join with the kids I grew so fond of. At that same moment, though I know it would be short, I plotted the steps into my new path.

I played with the children through most of the day, never stopping to take a rest even if the energetic Rosette wanted to. I didn't want time to waste . . . not now, not ever. I didn't even realize that time flew by so quickly until Rosette pointed it out to me. "Look Chrno it's so beautiful . . . the sunset." She stated.

I also looked out at the breathtaking view of the outstretched strings of orange and yellow. It was a beautiful and memorable sight to behold. It was a worthy ending to a wonderful day.

I looked down at the sleeping and nearly thumb sucking Joshua. At that time, I didn't even believe that someday he would turn our backs and become an accomplice of that demon, Aion.

"Say Chrno, You still remember the promise I made that I would rather become a good doctor that to be an adventurer for Joshua's sake, right? That I would rather want to take care of him than to wander around the world?" she spoke in a soft whisper as so not to disturb her brother's sleep and let him overhear her speaking.

"Yeah, of course I do." I answered as Rosette's rather larger than the usual twelve-year -old's hand brushed the bangs hiding Joshua's eyes. . . Wait that's not supposed to be the size of a twelve-year-old's hand!

"What!" I saw that Rosette was no longer a child but the Rosette that was with me on the train ride down to earth. She was wearing a ghostly pale colored tunic. I remained silent until Rosette smiled warmly at me.

"Chrno can I lay on you?" she asked and I began to blush but allowed her to by leaning on the near-by oak tree.

The light orange and yellow hues began to darken. . .

Rosette partly laid on my stomach as she stroke lovingly on her younger brother's hair.

Stars were beginning to twinkle in the almost dim sky. . .

"Don't you wish that time . . . would never cease. . ." she spoke softly as my eyelids were beginning to become heavier and heavier.

"Yeah. . . yeah I do. . ."I spoke weakly before I drifted into a dreamless sleep once more.

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"CHRNO Wake up you bumble head!!!" I half-opened my eyes to find myself inside a car and-BONK!- got hit on the very soft spot on my still child like head. I was still a child and was now wearing my red coat.

"I'm quite disappointed in you Chrno." A familiar but now older looking blonde headed girl shook her head in disappointment towards me. I was again drifting in my own thoughts for a moment. 'How the heck did this happen? I thought I was supposed to be back at the riverbank with the twelve year old selves of Rosette and Joshua!'

"Ouch!!! What was that for" I asked in disdain as I desperately rubbed my aching head to soothe myself from the pain. There I saw a pair of mad and very angry eyes glaring at me like a hawk. I gulped since I knew who it was.

"Um let me make a wild guess. I got it! You were sleeping the whole way and wouldn't wake up!" the 16 year old version of Rosette stated. Funny, I couldn't remember anything except the time I spent with the child like Joshua and Rosette then I noticed that we were moving.

"Where are we going?" I asked, getting a look of disappointed from Rosette who was sitting right beside me. "Seriously Chrno, haven't you been paying attention to what Azmaria's been saying?" she pointed out to our Apostle friend Azmaria sitting in the front seat with the old butler, Steiner. I remained silent when I heard a snort from the other side of the car seat. It was Satella.

"Rosette you should be the one to be blamed. You've done too much hitting on poor Chrno's head!" Satella stated out but since when did she care about me?

"Hey you don't have the right to judge me at how I treat my best friend!" I felt the car dangerously move sideways.

"Oh really, I think not!" both women were already confronting each other eye to eye and were quarrelling right in front of me.

"Witch hag!" Rosette provoked as Satella twitched.

"Childish hot tempered idiot!" Satella mocked.

"Snobbish, pampered and pompous witch!" Rosette retorted.

"If only my jewels were charged then let's see who laughs last!" it actually looked like Satella was getting ready to pounce at Rosette.

"Ladies, ladies, ladies" I interrupted." Please no fighting. We're in a car and in public ya know." Both stared at me, they seemed to be silent but deadly predators. At last, they settled down once I cautiously separated them.

"Hmph" both snorted out as they faced out the window of the car. I sighed. I clutched my hands to feel something hooked between one of my fingers. It was the ring but now it was no longer emerald like before, it was now blue, a deep shade of blue like those of Rosette's eyes.' What does it mean?' my mind raced and wondered even as we arrived at our destination.

"We're here!" Azmaria chirped and went outside the car. The other car doors also opened to the melodies of country music being played

I know this. . .

"The county fair ?" Rosette asked quizzically.

" What you didn't know?" I asked and got a glare from her but continued to be a little startled just like Satella was.

"The county fair?." Satella repeated, apparently she didn't hear Rosette's words due to the loud music.

"Azmaria you know we don't have time for fun right now." Rosette protested.

"That's right. Fun can't help us in fighting Aion." Satella agreed. "So-"

this scene. . .

"I know that!" Azmaria interrupted, her hands trembling and her whitish and sometimes purplish bangs covered her watery eyes. "It's just that, every one of us were living in our own worlds. Even though we are nearby, I felt, that we were . . . worlds apart." She finished as we looked in each other's eyes to find contemplation.

"So what are we dilly-dallying here for?" Rosette was the first to speak up.

Of course, how could I have forgotten this conversation. . .

"Let's go have some fun!" Rosette cheered on.

We, of course, had loads of fun playing different games that I couldn't recount. Well except for one, I remember very clearly. It was a game where a person uses a toy gun and shoots at cups at a certain range to get a prize. And, well, much of my surprise Azmaria had gotten every shot while Rosette on the other hand got zero points. I am still kind of surprised; Rosette is the best trouble shooter in the Order but she lost in an easy, not moving target practice that doesn't even bite her, that's just plain weird and absurd in some way. Rosette says that her gun was faulty but I find that hard to believe because of Azmaria's winning prizes.

After a while of calming down Rosette and telling her that it wasn't faulty. We became hungry as the night passed by. Azmaria was given hot soup by Satella while I was stuck paying money for ice cream. Sigh, she just had to have a craving for ice cream and on a cold and windy night why not! I sighed and the end result was that I and Rosette were shivering to our bones in the cold.

Not long after, our shivering had stopped and we saw lights coming from the dance floor near-by. Rosette couldn't help but try to satisfy her curiosity. Her smile and blue eyes widened at the sight of couples dancing their way through the night. I saw a tainted blush as she glanced at me but quickly turned the other way.

"May I ask for this dance?" a tall brown haired man asked Satella who gratefully accepted much of Rosette's annoyance. I think that was what she was planning all along.

After a few seconds of watching Satella and her partner twirling around the dance floor, Rosette twitched and hastily grabbed my hand. "Wha- wait Rosette no I don't wanna!"

"Shut up and follow my lead!" she demanded. Even in this second chance to relive this memory, I still couldn't get a hang on the right stepping and in the end. . .

. this happiness. . .

"AAAGGGHHH!!!" Rosette screamed in pain; not at all listening to my apologies. I knew what was coming next, as Rosette didn't answer me.

STOMP! I stepped back as Rosette tried to hit my left foot but failed. Instead she trampled on my right foot.

"Aaagghhh!!!!" a surge of pain crept along my spine. We forgot about the music, we forgot about the staring eyes of the dancers and the audience as we focused on trying to hit, stomp and trample each other's feet.

The music kept on going but I and Rosette decided to take a break. As soon as Rosette caught sight of Satella and the others, she dragged us to take a photograph, the photograph that I knew would change my beliefs and my ideals later on. I wandered off as I remembered the last fun experience I had together with my friends.

"Oof—"I accidentally bumped on a gentleman. "Excuse me . . ." he didn't respond so I shrugged it off.

I noticed an audiences' awe and gasps at the performer's fire trick. I didn't think that it was that amusing or impressive though.

"Hey Chrno!" Rosette shook my shoulder. "Oh hi Rosette" I smiled.

"Stop looking all goofy. Satella, Azmaria and Steiner are waiting for us." She grabbed my hand but stopped to look around.

"Let me guess, you don't know where you came from, right?" I sighed as she nodded reluctantly.

"Come on, I'll take you to somewhere where there're less people around." I grab hold of her warm and fitting hand as we were nearing the large platform overlooking San Francisco.

"Rosette" I woke up the daydreaming girl. "Look" I pointed out to the city's glittering and shimmering lights.

"Wow. They look just like stars!" she commented.

"Yeah . . ." I answered dreamily as I remembered that Mary would've liked to see this kind of scenery too.

"I'm glad to have seen this with you before I die." I heard her mutter weakly.

"Rosette don't . . ." I turned to see Rosette's sorrowed eyes. ". . . Don't say that"

"But I . . . don't have enough time. . ." she grasped the clock I gave to her four years ago, the clock that she held dear."No . . . I don't"

"I'm glad to have spent this much time with—"

"No!" I took hold of her hand as I reached to touch her bandaged forehead, the injuries that will never heal. "I won't let you die."

And this feeling . . .

"But Chrno—"

"If you die then I shall die with you!" I interrupted.

"Chrno you can always find another contractor." She suggested, scorn and pain were dwelling in her eyes.

"Rosette I've already told you," I cupped her cheeks, feeling the warmth escaping from them. " I will not leave you no matter what happens. Rosette, meeting you opened my eyes to a new light. You took away the darkness that was taking hold of my soul and . . . I want to thank you. . ." my eyes were getting watery as I said what my heart wanted to say to her for a long, long time.

She held my small hands that were cupping her cheeks, the space between us becoming less and less as she spoke, "Having you by my side made me walk in a straight line and never pull back to think of second chances. . ."

"I won't let you die like last time. . ." I thought as I embraced her. I felt warmth coming to my lips. I remember this was the same feeling I felt before. She kissed me then and there, right on my lips. I didn't pull back and neither did she.

After a moment, to my disappointment, she was the first to part the kiss. I opened my eyes to see that the bandages disappeared to reveal her thorned and wounded head, just like Mary, and she was again wearing her white tunic.

"Rosette what is really going on?" I somehow knew that Rosette, this Rosette, knew the answers to my long and confusing questions. She continued to smile tenderly at me as she raised my hand and touched the ring. Her fingers ran passed through it!

"I'm still a spirit after all . . ." she grinned like the way she used to, "So might as well explain it to you!" she cheered but somehow she was only trying to hide her pain. "You see Chrno, right now; you're in one of my memories. In memories that I hold dear even after death, this ring that St. Peter gave to you let's you interact with my memories and sometimes change it. It can also tell you when and where you are. Like for example . . .Ahem . . ." 'she sounds like Sister Kate' I thought and gave a weak chuckle. " the headstone turns green if the memory comes from way back in my head and it also turns blue if the memory is near in the present." She explained.

"So," it felt funny to say these words and hear it again. . . "How much time do I have left?" Rosette still continued to smile but now it was weaker. "You're already in two of my memories so you have one day left. . ."

"So when and where are we going next?" I asked.

She had a small pause before she continued. "It's in the future, Chrno. A future that may become reality if you choose me. . ." she spoke somehow in a gloomy tune as if she didn't want me to choose her. I remained silent.

"Are you ready Chrno?" she raised her hand to prepare me for what was to come. I glanced at the sparkling scenery of San Francisco and gave out a sigh for preparation as well. "Yes, I'm ready." I assured her as I held her hand. She came closer to me and touched my forehead, a white light dispersed from us as I saw the recent scenery fade into white. There was no more people, no more trees, no buildings and no more sound. . . .

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Author's Note: Sorry! It's another pause from the story awe and it's in the climax. I just couldn't help it and besides I'm still writing down the next chapter and the future for Chrno and Rosette. Don't worry I'll try to give you the next chapter before school opening for this year. Oh and here's the summary of what this story is made up:

train and the scenery of the train station- from manga

the memories of Rosette- from anime

the fact that Rosette and Mary are different people- from manga

The other scenes are either made up by me or are most likely from the anime since don't know where the heck I can find downloadable ENGLISH translations of the manga. Please if you know please help me!!!

I want this story to be the great since I've put a lot of effort into this so please read and review for me and if there're any questions please do not hesitate to inform me because this story may only have 3 to 4 chapters including the first chapter.

Sorry no preview! Haven't thought of quotes to put or write down! So just read and review please! This story, I hope touches your heart and somehow I just want the readers to cry and feel their sorrow and also mine since I'm depressed. Please tell me if it makes you cry too.