Ohmigod you guys….chapter 8…hmm…

I'm sorry this chapter was kinda late.

I got pretty sick and I am still pretty sick but I still manage to bring you the next chapter. :)

Disclaimer: AML doesn't own Chrno Crusade…I'm sure we're past this stage already.

This was extremely awkward.

Rosette asked the question again, clutching her pillow, like a little 5 year old.

"Can I sleep with you?"

Chrno felt like fainting.

Here's what had been happening. After getting home after quickly walking back from Rosette's band's rehearsal, she had quickly run into her apartment, and locked herself in there, almost forgetting to bid farewell to Chrno.

Chrno on the other hand was worried about that fearful look on her face. When they had gotten back, it had been late afternoon, so Chrno had decided to do some homework from the day before.

He had purposely gotten into his homework to forget about that day. The day before. To forget about the day he even met Rosette. Even though he despised Keith and the way he treated her, it was none of his business. At least, this was what he told himself.

Just as Chrno had completely forgotten about the past week, there was an urgent knocking at his door.

He sighed, getting up from his essay, and walked to the door. Earlier he had changed into only a shirt and boxers so that was what he was wearing now.

When he opened the door, Rosette stood there looking extremely nervous. So now:

"Can I sleep with you?"

Chrno felt a little taken back by the question and a silence followed. Of course he realized that she didn't mean what he was thinking but her straightforwardness caught him off guard.

She asked the same question again, unaware of Chrno's inner mind battle.

He opened the door wider.

"Y-yeah sure, come in."

When she didn't reply or even move, he lifted her chin up with his hand.

"Hey, what's the matter?" he asked in a quiet voice.

Though he had lifted her face towards him, her gaze strayed to the side.

"He keeps calling me, harassing me on the phone. He keeps threatening all of these horrible things…and I don't want to stay by myself…" she flushed after admitting that she was kind of scared.

He smiled, and led her in.

I have nothing to do with this…But I'll help her out in her time of need…

She slowly walked in, biting her lip. Navigating herself through the apartment and into Chrno's bedroom, she flopped herself onto the bed, staring at the window.

He was silent, watching to see what she would do.

After awhile and realizing that she wasn't going to move anytime soon though, he grabbed some homework and sat down next to her on the bed to do it.

An hour passed as he did homework and Rosette nonchalantly undid and redid his braid, a plus for him because it felt really good.

It was very silent and outside the night was calm without rain or wind.

That was until the silence was interrupted by a sudden crash at Chrno's window. A bottle had been thrown at his window, sending shards of glass flying.

Chrno who had been sitting nearest to the window on the bed, immediately got up and blocked Rosette from the sharp, flying shards.

The bottle flew through the window and crashed to the wooden floor sending other small pieces of glass everywhere.

You would have suspected Rosette to scream but all that was heard from her was a sharp intake of breath and a worried whisper of "Chrno!"

He still stood there in front of her, his back to her. She walked around him to see him. A few pieces of glass stuck out of his arm, but otherwise he was okay.

"Ahhh, geez…who would throw a bottle through the window??" whined Chrno as if nothing had happened. He then tried to pull the caught pieces of glass from his arm.

Rosette frowned deeply and ran to the window. Going down the street, she saw Keith's old car drive away.

"Shit…Chrno…." She muttered, turning back around to tend to her rescuer.

She sat him down away from the window, and allowed her bangs to hide her embarrassed and ashamed face.

"I'm sorry…this is really my fault this time…I knew he was coming up and down the street like that….but I never thought he'd do that….what a jerk…what a…..that's it…it's fucking over….I don't care for him….WHY WOULD HE DO THIS???" she mumbled all of this partly to herself and partly to Chrno trying to ease one of the small shards that was embedded in Chrno's shoulder.

"O-ow…..Was he really doing that before? Ahhhh….." She pulled the first shard free that dripped a small amount of blood.

"Well….when that bastard called he kept saying 'I'm going to get you' or 'that little boyfriend of yours is trash' and I keep saying 'STOP being a bitch and STOP calling me…'" Rosette got up to go into the next room and look for a rag to stop the small river of blood flowing down his arm from getting onto his sheets.

Chrno sat there as he listened to her go through his cabinets.

For some odd reason, he liked what he had just heard. (grin)

I.HATE.SHORT.CHAPTERS….

Yet why do I keep updating with them? It's driving me nuts….

Hmm well anyways…

Any suggestions/ideas? I will listen to you all.

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