I'm sorry to those who like Cross, I personally don't and he's kinda a perv, but I still at least gave the character a kiss with it. ANYWHO I don't own any anime's or whatevers in this story besides John who is under my copywrite but I'm too lazy to write it down so just know that my username is my copywrite and if you want this series to continue and if you have requests, leave a comment/review

I walked back into the room filled with all the men, I let out a sigh, my eyes searching the mens as I headed towards the box.

When I got to the cardboard thing, I pushed my hand through the opening and allowed myself to search the box.

As I searched. One item caught my attention. It was round and soft, large, a bit like a vase with some kind of foil texture at the top where it was thinnest, there seemed to be some waxy paper around it's middle.

I had a strange suspicion that this was some kind of alcohol or wine, so I picked it up.

As I brought out the item, I found it to be a deep grass green, with a dark, reddish liquid inside of it. Why am I not surprised one of the men want me drunk? I thought with a sigh.

"Whose ever this is, I don't drink," I said with a sigh. Holding up the bottle between my thumb and middle finger.

"That would be mine," a strong male voice purred. This man had long majestic flowing red hair, narrow, almost black eyes, and half his face was covered with a pearl white mask, he wore a uniform much like Allen's, and Krory's except the silver trimming was gold.

"My name is General Cross," he purred.

"Hi, I'm (Name) let's get this over with," I groaned realizing this would be one of the womanizer men, well, this bottle would indeed do me quite well.

John lead us gravely towards the closet, "scream to me if he tries anything." He breathed into my ear "I didn't invite him here."

"Aw you do care," I mused half heartedly. A nervous feeling billowing inside of me, and antagonizing me with it's destructive demeanor.

John only shrugged in response and opened the closet doors allowing both of us inside. Cross pushed past me eagerly and sat down on the floor. I walked inside with much less enthusiasm.

The General smirked as I sat down in front of him, leaning my back against the now closed door, the bottle of wine still in my hands.

"Would you like a swig?" he purred mischieviously.

I shook my head. "There's no way in hell that I'm gonna let you get me drunk," I grumbled. Cross pouted slightly.

"What's the fun of that?" He breathed, getting on his hands and knees and getting very much closer to me.

I felt myself pause, my heartrate quickening as he brought his face to mine, his lips, to mine. I felt his warm lips grasp my own, a powerful feeling shot through me, it was a blissful feeling.

That feeling ended when I felt his hands grasp my chest. I felt my cheeks grow red, and fury pulse through me. It was then I remembered I had a bottle of wine in my hand.

Quickly I took it and hit him upside the head with the bottle of wine, as hard as I could, feeling the bottle shatter on his skull, the wine exploding everywhere.

"John!" I cried out, shying away from the perverted man. I heard the click of the lock and then the door opened.

I immediately scrambled out, staggering in the process and hiding behind my friend. Cross groaned in pain as he lay on the floor.

"What'd you do to him?" John asked, gesturing to the perv, one eyebrow raised.

"He touched me in a place I care not to be touched ever again so I hit him over the head with his bottle of wine." I grumbled. John sighed.

"I can assure you, that won't happen again." John sighed, patting me on the head. "I'll get you some hot chocolate, then if you're up to it, we can have you pick a new item," he said gently.

I nodded gratefully and let him guide me into the kitchen. Would I continue? Or would I end it here?