Another Chance

Disclaimer: I don't own Chrno Crusade or any of the characters!!

AN: Some of you have pointed out that I have a tendency to make some grammar and spelling errors. I will try to cut down on it and thanks for telling me! I have to admit that I did not take much time to go through what I had written before I posted it. As for the story plot, I think I will stick with it though I have to admit that some chapters are rather detached from the previous ones as the time interval between each one was so long that I almost forgot my original plot! feeling guilty now Hope that all of you will continue to review!


Chrno glared at the back of the gentleman who was entering the school building. Not only did he recognize the gentleman but he knew the gentleman though in Chrno's book, he wouldn't even refer to him as gentleman. Words like 'demon' and 'enemy' would have substituted the word 'gentleman' with more accuracy. In fact, the said 'gentleman' was none other than Chrno's arch enemy--Aion.

Chrno tried to repress the strong urge to walk up to Aion and demand an explanation of why and how Aion could be standing here in front of him. If only something was to happen to Aion...Suddenly something white appeared on Aion's hair. Something that has a slight yellow colouring to it... Laughter and realization hit Chrno simultaneously and he hugged his abdomen as his body shook with uncontrollable laughter. Never had Chrno in either of his lives ever expected to see Aion in such a situation--being attacked by bird droppings.

Students rushing to school stopped short in their race to class and stared at Chrno mystified by the strange sound. Never had they, in their entire time spent in Mary Magdalene High School, heard Chrno, the most handsome and yet, in a strange kind of way, forbidding person in the entire school, laughing. It felt almost absurd to find that such a fellow actually knew what laughter is.

'Something feels wrong.' Thought Chrno. He stopped in mid-laughter and looked up just to find the rest of the student body within hearing range had stopped to stare at him. He quickly put on a cool and calm expression to mask his inner self and time seemed to unfreeze as the students continued on their rush to their respective classes. He was about to continue when he felt a shiver run down his spine. He looked around for the source which awakened his danger instincts to find the victim to his laughter moments before staring at him. Chrno felt anger returning to him all over again. He returned the stare.

Azmaria stared at Chrno's hard expression and followed the direction of his glare to find that the target of his glare was the new teacher, Mr Aion. Azmaria could just smell the danger awaiting nearby. Of course no one but only Aion could have caused that expression on Chrno's face. Of course, in terms of strength and ability, Chrno wins hands down. That is except for when he was without his horns. Wait a minute, Aion? Since when had she been on first name terms with the new teacher? She didn't even know of his existence until the day before! And when did horns come into the picture? Or did she? Azmaria frowned as she felt a moment of déjà vu. Where had she heard that name before? She shook her head in an attempt to clear it. It's just plain nonsense that she was thinking. How could Chrno have horns right? Besides, Chrno might not have even known of Mr Aion's existence until today. It's probably just her imagination.

"Azmaria! Hurry! You'll be late for class!" Azmaria turned at the direction of Rosette's voice. She quickened her pace and hurried towards class.


"To lower the acidity of soil, you have to add OH minus..." the teacher droned on about chemistry. Azmaria tried to concentrate but her mind kept returning to the same memory. She couldn't get rid of the nagging feeling that she had forgotten something--Something important.

The moment of déjà vu was so strong that she could not shake it off. The expression on Chrno's face was very familiar to her. But how could it be? She barely knew Chrno except that she often saw her female classmates trying to throw themselves at him at a miserable attempt as he often brushes them off as if they were just some annoying pests bothering him. She might have walked past him in the corridor a few times perhaps not to mention that she had just came to school in his car. But still, she had never spoken to him directly before or even taken much notice of him. Something was wrong.

Azmaria stared down onto her textbook and tried to focus on the words. She stared as hard as she could. But the words started to swirl and everything was a blur after a few seconds. Azmaria heard a scream from somewhere. It barely registered in her mind that the scream had came from her before darkness consumed her.


Suddenly, everything came rushing back. Azmaria screamed in pain as her head cracked under the pressure of the memories rushing at her. Sister Kate... Father Remington...Then demons...Fiore... Aion...The war...Her parents...Her foster father...Joshua...Chrno...Rosette...

She had the 'gift'. Everyone around her suffered from bad luck. Her parents, the choir, her foster father...She could remember everything now. How could she forget? How could she have lost all those memories and forgotten people who loved her. People like Rosette and Chrno...How could she?

"AAHHHHHH!" screamed Azmaria as she shot up. She started sobbing as the flood of memories overwhelmed her. She slowly quietened her sobs and managed to calm herself. She observed her surrounding after she took a few deep breaths. She found herself in a white room sitting on a bed with white, clean bed sheet. And she was not alone. She cautiously leaned forward to see who was sleeping on her bedside table. To her astonishment, she found that it was Rosette. The Rosette who had helped her so much. The Rosette who had been through so much with her in the previous life...

Suddenly questions popped up in Azmaria's mind. Does Rosette herself remember? What if she too lost her memories and had not recovered them yet? Do any of the others remember? Azmaria's mind suddenly flashed back to that morning during the rush to school. That expression on Chrno's face when he was looking at Aion... That, in itself, is evidence. He definitely remembers...

All she needed was just a confirmation about it. Azmaria glanced about her surroundings. It appears that she was in the sick bay in school. She glanced at the clock on the wall to her right. 12pm in the afternoon which means that most of the school was having lunch break. Perfect. She pulled back the bed covers slowly and got off the bed, careful not to wake Rosette. She walked to the door of the tiny room, glanced back over her shoulder at Rosette's form and closed the door behind her before heading in the direction of the canteen.


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