Author's Note:
Rubypearl31— Well this is my first official fanfic!
Rosette— Well maybe if you had finished the one you started this wouldn't.
Rubypearl31— I know but those ideas died quickly.
Rosette— Well at least you did this one since I'm in it.
Rubypearl31— So stop bantering and say the disclaimer.
Rosette—Alright, Rubypearl31 does not own Chrono Crusade or the To Aru series. Happy.
Rubypear31— Very.
Chrono Crusade and To Aru Crossover
A Certain Crusade
Chapter 1: Start of Something New Part 1
"Joshua, get up or we're gonna be late," yelled a girl, who looked to be in her teens, to a lump in a blanket. She bent down to nudge the lump, her sunny blonde hair shining even brighter in the rays peeking out from the bedroom's curtains.
"Three more minutes Rosette," groaned the lump, Joshua, in response. The girl, Rosette, glared at the lump as it adjusted and moved away from her hands that had been previously shoving it. Then it stopped and a content sigh was heard which only made the girl angrier, her ocean blue eyes becoming small slits as her brows furrowed. The now irritated girl suddenly got a devilish smile on her face as she reached below the bed the lump was on and proceeded to flip the mattress over.
"Wagh," came the muffled cry from the lump as it, the blankets and pillows were scattered across the carpeted floor of the bedroom.
"Ugh, that hurt Rosette," was the disgruntled reply from the boy. Finally surfacing from the blanket, he looked up with a pout, revealing a face very similar to the girls and similar blond hair and blue eyes, just a few shades lighter. "You could have woken me up nicer,'' the boy continued his complaining while rubbing his head where a rather nasty bump was growing.
"I tried, but you just ignored me and your alarm that's been going off for the past twenty minutes," said the irritated girl while pointing to small clock on the nightstand that was beeping nonstop.
The boy looked to where she was pointing and his eyes widened, "Why didn't you wake me up sooner?" This response only made the girl sigh.
"Obviously that what I was trying to do but someone said three more minutes every time I tried to wake him, but don't worry, last week I set the time on your alarm fifteen minutes ahead."
"Oh thank goodness," the boy sighed, "wait, is that why I've been going to school earlier than usual? Why'd you do that without my permission?" The boy looked at his sister, mirroring her previous glare.
"You're welcome for helping you be punctual. Now get up and get dressed. I already made breakfast," the girl turned away from her brother and headed out the bedroom door," and clean up this room later, it's a mess."
"Whatever mom!" yelled the boy while sticking out his tongue to the now closed door. He then got up and reluctantly did what his sister instructed.
These siblings, Joshua and Rosette Christopher, age 16, are twins attending A Certain High School in the ever-growing ESPer city, Academy City. Rosette, the older of the two, is a headstrong girl with a righteous heart that is always trying to do the right thing (which in Joshua's words means she's a violent tomboy with a caring heart on the side). Joshua on the other hand is an academic achiever that has an interest in writing stories (in Rosette's opinion he's an overly confident bookworm). Although their personalities sometimes clash, they are similar in their positive dispositions in life and adventurous spirits; this makes it impossible for them to ignore someone in trouble. Their belief is that you should live life to the fullest because time is short and the future unpredictable. They also have one more thing that they have in common…
"Hurry up, Rosette! We're gonna be late," yelled Joshua to his sister that was currently lagging behind him in their dash to school.
"Don't rush me! This is all your fault for taking too long to get up," yelled Rosette back to her brother as she was tying up a part of her shoulder length hair to match the small pony tail on the other side of her head. The rest of her hair that was left down was flowing behind her and the tips of her hair were finally shining in the light, revealing dark purple hair. This was remnants of a time when she had decided to dye it in junior high.
"Quit worrying about your hair!"
"Sorry not all of us can go to school with a bed head," Rosette said sarcastically to her brother, referring to his messy light blonde hair that doesn't seem to be doing any better than this morning when he woke up.
"My hair is fine; I brush it out every day. Besides, I look cooler this way."
"You have no sense of style."
"So says you. By the way, why were you so out of it this morning," Joshua questioned Rosette about her strange behavior. She had almost burnt the food because she was staring off into space.
"I w-well," Rosette didn't know how to answer her brother. "I had a strange dream," was all she could say hoping Joshua would take the hint.
"Oh, so you dreamt about him again, huh," Joshua couldn't help but say with a sly smile. He seemed to understand what she was talking about.
"Whatever, just hurry up or you'll get scolded by your teacher again," said Rosette as she ran past her brother, trying to avoid a possibly embarrassing conversation.
"H-hey! Wait up," Joshua yelled after his sister.
On their way to school Rosette's mind wandered to her dream that could have been a memory.
In another part of Academy city, another student of A Certain High School was having a bad morning. Kamijou, Touma, a first-year, was getting ready for school but a certain blue haired nun was pestering him for food.
"Touma, make me food. I'm hungry," exclaimed the small girl with emerald eyes. Her white robes, or "walking Church", were sprawled over the bed she was lying on.
"There's leftovers in the fridge," Touma said to the whiney nun, while running out of the bathroom with his uniform jacket buttoned halfway; and still struggling to button them.
"But I want cooked food," the nun continued to complained.
"Sorry Index. I don't have time," said Touma finally getting the buttons in place.
"What if there's not enough food," the blue haired girl, Index, questioned. She was pouting now and that was an alert to Touma to hurry up and leave.
"Gotta go Index," said Touma in a rush to the door, "I restocked the fridge yesterday, and so there should be more than enough to last you through the day."
"Wait Touma," Index was about to continue before Touma quickly closed the door and was out of sight.
Kamijou, Touma is what most people would consider your average teenager. He is a level zero that gets average grades, has average looks, and should have an average life, but he doesn't. Although he is a level zero he is not without an ability. He has a strange hand that is unaffected by any psychic or magic ability. Yes, magic exists, even within a technologically advanced city like Academy City. Although this is something only a select few know of because magic and science don't seem to mix well.
The girl living with Touma is Index, a magician. Her full name is Index Librorum Prohibitorum or "The List of Forbidden Books". Touma had met her right before he lost his memories, an incident that will be explained later.
As Touma ran to school he couldn't help but sigh in relief, 'Thank god I got out of there when I did, Index looked ready to attack.' He knew very well what the nun was capable of even without her magic and he started rubbing his arm just thinking about it. Underneath his uniform where remnants of a ring dotted bruise from Index's tantrum when he got home late. She was so angry, and hungry, that she bit him at least three times. Luckily, she noticed the grocery bags before she started knawing on his head.
Touma was making his last steps to the school gate when he bumped into something. He rubbed the back of his head, further messing up his already messy black hair. He had fallen back from the impact and managed to bump his head on the ground.
"Oww," was the pained grumble from the person he had just run into, the voice sounded feminine. Touma slowly lifted his head to see who it was he had bumped into. As he looked he saw something he was not expecting. A girl with blonde hair was sitting on the ground in front of him, rubbing her back from what seemed like pain, but what Touma had noticed made him blush.
The girl had finally gotten orientated had noticed the position of her legs. "Pervert!" was her scream as she whacked him upside the head, leaving a large bump. Touma honestly felt like this kind of situation happened too much for one person (he really has horrible luck).
The voice and fist was something Touma recognized all too well. The girl he had just run into was none other than his classmate, Rosette Christopher.
"Touma, you pervert, pervert, PERVERT!" was all the girl could say as she glared at Touma holding her fist vehemently. The strikingly blonde hair and blue eyes, and deadly glare, made him certain that this was his classmate. Now Touma was worried for more than just being late, 'Wait… late? Shit, I'm gonna be late.'
"Hey, Rosette do you think we could have this conversation later?"
"What was that?" 'Shit' was all Touma could think as he saw Rosette get a dark aura, "Trying to get out of your punishment, pervert."
"Now look, we're gonna…"
"Rosette, Touma, you better hurry up or you're gonna be late," was the voice from the other person with Rosette, who Touma had just noticed to be her brother Joshua. He soon ran past the school gates leaving the two on the ground.
"Damn, gotta hurry," Rosette now took this chance to look back at Touma, "this is all your fault!"
"What how is this, my fault?" was all Touma could say as he heard the bell ring.
The two ran into the school, leaving behind a trail of dust.
They got to the classroom, panting and out of breath, and opened the door.
When they got there, their teacher Komoe-sensei sent them out to wait in the hall way until first period was over.
As they stood in the hallway Rosette had a pissed expression. Touma snuck a worried glance over. The girl Rosette and her brother, Joshua, are the only people other than the "froggy doctor" who know he lost his memories. They had figured out quickly and confronted him about. They even know about "Imagine Breaker", Touma's ability to negate any paranormal ability.
They told him that he had been their childhood friend since grade school, something he really can't believe considering their strange personalities. Then again, he was pretty weird himself. It seems they noticed his odd behavior after he lost his memories; even most people didn't seem to have a clue.
"What got a problem with me," Rosette had noticed his stare and glared at him for what seemed like the hundredth time today.
"No, not really," was all he said and went back to looking at the window.
Rosette had gone back to staring at the ground while muttering something along the lines of 'stupid idiot pervert making me late'.
When Touma had taken a glance back to Rosette the dark expression was gone and she was staring off into space with a strange look. Somewhere between the lines of longing and pain, and maybe something else that he couldn't make out. He wanted to say something but just left it be and spent the rest of the period staring out the window.
Rubypearl31— So what did ya think?
Rosette— Where's Chrono?
Rubypearl31— Answer the Question first.
Rosette— If Chrono's not in the story I'm leaving.
Rubypearl31— What!? You have to be in the story you're a main character.
Rosette— Why should I care, you already gave me an embarrassing scene with an obvious idiot.
Rubypear31— Hey don't call people names. And if you aren't in the story then I'll pair Chrono with Satella.
Rosette—No! Not that witch! I'll be in the story. Wait… does that mean he is in the story.
Rubypearl31—Wait and see!
Preview:
'Ugh, why do I have to in trouble with these idiots,' Rosette thought to herself, referring to the three idiots of her class, Aogami, Tsuchimikado, and Touma.
As Saten was bandaging his leg, the guilt still getting to her, she really wished she could help stop the pain. As she thought this a golden light flowed around her hands.