My first fanfic! Hope you like it!

R&R onegai!

The random, fluff-filled drabbles of everyone’s favorite exorcists!

Disclaimer: I do not own Chrno Crusade.

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Chapter 1 – Chrno’s Inner Artist

“Rosette! Wakey wakey!” Chrno whispered into his contractor’s ear. Rosette grunted and rolled over. Chrno sighed. It was already almost noon, and if today was like any other day, then it would take him a lot more work than this to get Rosette out of bed. And today, Chrno was feeling particularly mischievous. He grabbed a few washable markers, and as he removed the caps, an evil grin spread over his face. It was time to show everyone his artistic side.

Five minutes later, Rosette’s face was covered in multicolored markers. Her nose was green, she had a curly brown French-style moustache, her cheeks and chin were covered in red dots, and to top it all off, he had signed his name with a flourish across her forehead. Then he opened the window, letting the freezing winter air blow into the room, along with some snow. Rosette shivered.

“Kurr-ooh-nooo…. Close the window!” She mumbled sleepily.

“No. Not until you get up. And they’re having pancakes this morning! You don’t want to miss pancakes, do you?” Rosette’s eyes shot open, and she catapulted herself from the bed and pushed Chrno out the door, slamming it behind him. Exactly 5.7 seconds later, Rosette was dressed and dragging Chrno down to the mess hall. Chrno was having the hardest time keeping a straight face while looking at Rosette’s face. Rosette was so intensely determined to get to the pancakes that she didn’t even notice the giggles greeting her as she practically sprinted down the hall. Even as she started eating—or rather, stuffing her face into her plate—Rosette still hadn’t noticed. Then Claire sat down next to Chrno and across from Rosette, staring at her face with obvious amusement.

“So, Rosette… have a rough night?” She immediately started cracking up. When she saw Rosette’s look of confusion, she grabbed her hand and led her to the bathroom. Seconds later, a piercing shriek was heard across the entire convent, and probably beyond.

“CHRNO!! I’M GOING TO KILL YOU!!” She screeched. “YOU WON’T BE ABLE TO EAT SOLID FOOD FOR A WEEK WHEN I’M DONE WITH YOU, YOU LITTLE MAGGOT!!” Rosette burst out of the bathroom, practically shaking with anger. Chrno figured that this was his cue to start running. Even with a curly French moustache, Rosette was still scary… Rosette didn’t even register that she still had marker on her face and that the other girls were laughing hysterically at her, even Sister Kate. She was too concentrated on pulverizing Chrno. Chrno decided to hide until Rosette had calmed down a bit, seeing as how he didn’t want to die on this particular day.

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Seven hours later, Chrno was still hiding under his bed. Rosette’s rant had lasted the better part of those seven hours, and she was just beginning to calm down. About 20 minutes later, Chrno finally decided that it was safe to come out from hiding and face Rosette’s wrath. But just as he was about to apologize to her, he saw that she still had marker all over her face. He couldn’t hold it in anymore. He collapsed on the ground, laughing uncontrollably. Rosette groaned. Beating Chrno up wasn’t going to be any fun if he was still laughing at her. She turned towards the dorms and trudged her way back up to her room. She went into her bathroom and turned on the water, grabbed a cloth, and began scrubbing her face. Rosette was exhausted and her throat hurt from all her yelling at Chrno. Being angry for almost 8 hour straight really took it out of a girl. She resolved to pout and not talk to Chrno for the rest of the evening. Soon, Chrno came to her door, attempting once again to apologize. He knocked at her door, but nobody opened it.

“Rosette! Open up! C’mon, I’m sorry! Really! Let’s go get dinner, okay? Rosette?” He frowned. Even if Rosette was mad at him, it wasn’t like her to not go to dinner. He gasped. Something must have happened to Rosette! “Rosette!!” He yelled as he burst into her room. He found his young contractor laying on her bed, reading a book, and totally ignoring him. Rosette? Reading a book? He rubbed his eyes, then looked again. Amazing. “Rosette, you’re… reading!” She glared at him. Chrno attempted to cheer her up with a joke. “Wow, Rosette, I wasn’t aware that you could actually read. I’m impressed.” He grinned. A small anger mark popped up on Rosette’s head, but she continued to ignore him. Chrno frowned. This would call for extreme measures.

Such as tickling.

“Geranimo!” He yelled, and jumped on top of Rosette. He started tickling her in her most ticklish spot, right above her belly button. Rosette yelled in surprise, then broke out into irrepressible giggles. She tried to push Chrno off her, but without much luck. He was really strong for being so small. Finally, Rosette managed to flip him over, so that she was on top of him. She grabbed his arms and pinned him to the bed. Right at that very moment, Father Remington walked into Rosette’s room.

“Er… sorry for interrupting…” He spun on his heel and began walking away very quickly. It was right about then that Rosette realized that she was straddling Chrno, at which point she all but flew off him. Both of them were blushing so deeply that they were practically glowing.

“So… Chrno… whaddya say to dinner?”