Hehehe third chapter whooo! My personal editor helped me come up with great ideas so I hope you enjoy this chapter I have brought to you.

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Chrno Crusade names/characters…only the actual plot…

On with the storryyyyyy…..

After being scolded by the science teacher for being late, Chrno walked to his locker to get his books for the day.

First period…English…after that…Calculus…WHERE did Rosette go?

He never had time to ponder his last thought, because right then, the bell rang for everyone to get to their first class. The excited chatter of students soon filled the hallway.

In class, while the teacher called attendance, Chrno thought about Keith. Keith. KEITH. The name repeated over and over again until it made him hate the name, the actual person. The man who chewed gum like a cow, so old that it made Chrno sick to think that Rosette was with him! Why was she with him?

"Mark Louis?"

"Yeah."

"Chrno?"

"Huh? Oh, yes here!"

"Pay attention Chrno…Rosette Christopher?" the teacher scolded.

There was a silence until Chrno realized he had called Rosette's name.

The teacher started ruffling through papers and when he found the right one, he looked right at Chrno, with his magnifying glasses.

"Chrno? Your landlady told me that you'd be taking our new student everywhere…where is she?"

Ah great. Marie (obviously the landlady) was serious about making me look after her. Jeez, what do I tell the teacher?

"Uh, I was pretty sure sh-she followed me into the school. But then again…I…." he trailed off.

The teacher shook his head.

"Well, it can't be helped; I'm sure she'll find her way to the main office and locate you. Now class, take out your notes from last week. I hope you studied. We're having a review."

The class groaned as usual, ninety-five percent of the class were kids who never did their homework but were somehow smart enough to make it to the higher class.

I hope the teacher's right. Marie'll kill me if I lose Rosette.

The day dragged on, Rosette never calling from the office nor appearing during classes. Soon, Chrno lost interest in wondering where she was and did his daily routine of going from class to class, saying 'hey' to a few acquaintances, but basically nothing that amazing.

He would have forgotten Rosette's disappearance all together if it hadn't been for a familiar voice whispering his name during History.

"Pssst! Chrnoooo!" the voice whispered.

Lifting his head up from his thick textbook, Chrno looked around looking for the source of the noise.

"Over here!"

He saw her. Peeking in through the window. Through the outside.

She never even went into school! I saw her coming up the stairs behind me thought! Thought Chrno, now very pissed off.

"Rosette!" he hissed. "What are you doing out there?"

The blonde only smiled in return, holding up a carton of raspberries. So that's where she went.

"I loooove raspberries…" she whispered back, blushing with excitement.

He smacked his hand to his head, feeling very frustrated.

"CHRNO! Would you like to repeat what I just said, if you feel you can listen and look out of the window at the same time?" the history teacher snapped.

Looking back out the window to see that the girl's head was gone, he stuttered:

"Uhm…the Revolutionary War ended in 1783…uh…" The whole class laughed at his attempt to repeat what the teacher said.

The teacher shook her head.

"Yes, you are correct in saying when the Revolutionary War ended, BUT, Mr. Chrno we are talking about the French Revolution, which ended in 1799, lasting ten years…please see me after class."

More laughter.

Chrno groaned, putting his head down, mentally cursing Rosette. Another hour of detention from another teacher!

Later (After school detention)

Picking up the dustpan full of dust, Chrno grumbled all the way to the garbage, thinking about all of the homework time he was losing. Two hours! One from history, the other from the science teacher that caught him coming to school late.

Marie, being his dead parents' old friend and also his landlady, would be worried. Chrno didn't even own a cell phone to call her on.

After a few more minutes of cleaning the classroom, Chrno now bored, stopped to rest and waste time.

That was when Rosette walked in, now with a half empty box of raspberries.

There was a silence.

"Need some help?"

"No."

"Want a raspberry?"

"I don't eat fruit."

"Yeah…it's kinda my fault you're here."

"Basically, yeah."

"You're pissed at me aren't you?"

"Pretty much."

"So….I'm sorry…"

"That's too bad."

"…."

"…"

"You're a fag."

"You're a hag."

"…"

"…"

"Well then I guess you don't need my help." Rosette started walking away but not after he grabbed her hand, making her flush a little.

"What?" she demanded.

"I have to keep you with me." he said, handing her a broom. "Re.mem.ber?" he said, poking her chest with every syllable .

"Wait, you're landlady told you that, right?"

"Mmm." Chrno absentmindedly answered, starting to sweep again.

They continued the rest of the detention, sweeping and dusting in silence. Finally two hours passed, and Chrno was allowed to leave. Along with Rosette of course.

After leaving the school, and stepping into the warm sunlight of the outside, the two gave a big sigh of relief.

"Heh, imagine if you had to do all of that by yourself." Rosette snickered, walking ahead.

He gaped.

And I thought we were getting along well…Christ almighty….

The beep of a car interrupted Chrno's irritated thoughts. He looked over to see Rosette, leaning into the car, talking to….Keith. Keith. Keith. KEITH.

"Why am I getting so frustrated?" he mumbled to himself. "Oh yeah, because it's very unnatural for a friggen seventeen year old to be with some guy twenty years older!"

He didn't notice Rosette walking back to him, her steps being the only sound on the now hot pavement.

"Hey, what are you mumbling to yourself?" she asked.

"Uh, nothing….so what did Keith have to say?" he scrunched up his nose at his name.

"Nothing much, just that he thinks I'm dating you behind his back even though I've only known you for, like, three days." She giggled at the last comment, and turned around to wave goodbye to the retreating car.

"Come on, let's get walking, slowpoke!"

"Yeah, yeah…" he grumbled.

And the two began their walk back home…

Hello…how'd you like it? I'm running low on brain fuel this late at night…:p…next chapter…things.will.get.serious. (or the chapter after that…I'm just not sure anymore..)

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