Locked Within

Disclaimer: I live in a bowl in seeming hot water... not a dog house!!! In other words, I don’t own CC... weeping, weeping...

Author’s Note: There’s going to be major time laps here so I’ll try to mack it clear as possible. I did so much research of the most popular fan service outfits they are. Also I did some bra sizes research here too... don’t ask me how, I just did... I think I’m gona get Thatz of the Dragon knights to edit again... mostly because my grammar check tacks way to long. If you couldn’t tell from before I write how people talk. Grate for the dialog and internal thoughts but the rest... well she already knows... Don’t ya!! (Talking to Thatz of the Dragon knights here if you hadn’t figure it out yet) at least I think you’re a girl.. I mean the word ‘fandgirl’ is in your e-mail address.

MisoGirl: Another chapter! YA!!
Remington: Hey I’ve never bin in one of these things before... I mean with you.
Elder: Me too! In another one I was locked in a closet.
MG: I have a closet?
R: Yes you do. It’s right over there. (points at the closet)
E: Then again I was in there with Rosette...
R: (reads ahead)
MG: What are you doing?
R: (angry mark pops up on his head) That’s all I do in this chapter? Stand in the corner and read a news paper!!
E: At least you get to appear. I have no screen time...
MG: Well I’m planing for you to show up in the last chapter... sorry.
E: It better be good...
MG: Trust me... It will... wink, wink, nudged, nudged...
R: Why do you say it?

Lesson time for all the good little girls and boys!!
BREASTS AND BRAS:
There are two parts to a bra\'s size: the chest size (also called the band size) and the cup size. The chest/band size is represented by a number (32, 34, 36, etc.) and is the part of the bra that runs across a girl\'s chest and around her back. The cups are the parts of the bra that hold the breasts and come in letter sizes (AA, A, B, C, etc.).
Bras come in many sizes, which are different combinations of the chest sizes and cup sizes - 32AA, for instance. It\'s important to get both the chest and cup sizes right to ensure a proper fit. Some bra manufacturers are now starting to offer cup options in half sizes in addition to regular cups to help girls get a better fit.
A SIMPLE GUIDE:
AA-A-B-BB-C-D-DD-DDD&F-G-H-I

MG: I was worried I got it wrong in the 1st chapter...

Gems and Birth Stones:
JANUARY: garnet and rose quartz
FEBRUARY: amethyst and onyx
MARCH: aquamarine and bloodstone
APRIL: diamond and crystal rock or quartz
MAY: emerald and chrysoprase
JUNE: alexandrite and moonstone
JULY: ruby and carnelion
AUGUST: peridot and sardonyx
SEPTEMBER: sapphire and lapis
OCTOBER: opal and tourmaline
NOVEMBER: topaz and citrine
DECEMBER: tanzanite, zircon, and turquoise

Locked Within
Chapter Three:
Development

Ewan quietly stood in the corner flipping through the pages of the Daily Profit. Barely reading the adds and sales plastered all over the pages. Light sky blue pools peered over the top edge. The blond priest studied the tall and quite worried frame before him. She flicked her long scarlet hair over the shoulders, as the butler stood calmly by the door holding her coat.
Sister Kate leaned back into her chair, rubbing her temples. “Tell me where Sister Rosette is...” The head nun ask in a dry tone. She was not pleased with the witch in her office. Not that she hated her or anything like that, but it’s unthinkable to have a witch to just waltz in the head office of an Catholic organization.
“At the manor.” The gem witch replied.
The nun raised an fine eyebrow. “And Chrono?”
“With her.” The redhead answered.
Silence fell on them like a ton of bricks. Non of them spoke. Sister Kate was listing up reasons why Rosette and her demon would stay behind. Satella not having the heart the tell the motherly figure what happened. The only thing heard was the rustling of the paper as Remington turned the pages quite feverishly.
“Why?” The sister broke the silence. It was just a three letter word, but it was like three jalopies crashing at once in the middle of the sidewalk.
Satella shifted in her spot in front of the desk. She cleared her throat and began to speak. “Well... brace yourselves, for what I’m about to tell you just might shorten your lives...

At the Manor: (AN: this is a time laps if ya need ta know...)

Running up the aged stairs, the very annoyed summoner grumbled and cursed under her breath. Rushing on her white high-hells she’ll make the dame blond, small chested sister pay! What’s taking them so long!!! When she was fed up from waiting so long, she summoned her Klares–wasser to kill all the living vomit monsters.
Storming along the hallway she hade to bash a fue low level parasites out of her way. Seeing a familiar pack ahead of her she pick up her pace. Her scarlet hair trailing behind her. Stopping and slumped her head down when she saw the straps were snapped off. “Dammit where are those two?” Raising her head she saw a light of a flashlight.
The German walked over to the light and picked it up off the floor. Their was no singe of a fight or a struggle of any kind... this was nerve raking. Chrono wasn’t the typ to give up without a fight. Maybe this is what happen to the men that came before us... She shook her head to get rid of such thoughts.
“Think Satella. Think.” She told herself. “Now why would Chrono just ditch all of the weapons?” She scratched the back of her head and taped her finger on her knee. The girl started to bat her head to get any ideas into it. Teeth grinded against each other. Her form started to shake with the building up rag within her.
“Dam you Rosette!!! If you never ran off in the first place that wouldn’t have happen!” Then the witch mentally slapped herself. Of corse!! Remembering the little demon’s loyalty towards the vicious nun. She must have bin in trouble and he took of to save her.
Looking back at the pack she let out a deep sigh. “That idiot.”
Standing up she saw a second flashlight. Looking at the positions of the two objects... turning her gaze down the hall. “He must have gone this way...”
Ack! I’m talking to myself! Griping the flashlight tighter she sped her way down the hall. Coming closer to a pair of turns ahead, she stopped. Looking both ways she wished their was a trail of bread crumbs for her to fallow. Sighing deeply she fished out a coin.
“Okay tails right, heads left.” She told herself. flipping it in the air she let it drop to the floor. Shining the flashlight onto it...it said ‘HEADS’. “Left it is then...” She scooped up the silver dollar, she turned to her left.
WHITE!
What the? Satella turned around. There was a flash of white to her right. Raising the light up she saw nothing... but there was something there. She looked down at the coin in her palm. Quickly she stuffed is in her breast pocket. “Stupid coin...” She muttered under her breath, then took off to her right.
Satella practicality killed over exhausted. She bin running forever turning around random corners and not really thinking of which way to turn. Why did I run... She wondered. Taking in a deep breath, she opened her chocolate pools. Seeing something ahead of her that was still hidden in the darkness. Taking a fue cautious steeps forwards.
The light soon showed it was a man. Worried for the poor man she sped up, then seeing he wasn’t breathing. Inspecting the body she noticed her was cover in sweat and an odd paste. His expression was rather pained and oddly pleased.
The scent of salt and hazel-nut filled her nostrils. Studding him further, there was some sort of poll on his leg. She turned the flashlight on it and immediately turned away.
Well... that explains the paste....
Rather embarrassed that she saw a dead man’s thing, she almost got up to go back... until she saw a discarded slice of fabric. Satella picked it up in her bare hand. It was cheep wool and was died navy-blue just like the militia uniforms.
“It can’t be...” she breathed out. Scanning the floor for any prof it wasn’t her’s, and not someone else’s torn clothes. Her heart sunk down into the pits of her stomach...
Imitation cotton bloomers torn up lay just a fue inches away.
“Rosette?” She called out weakly. Her throat was dry, and it felt like she just swallowed a sand box. She swallowed some spit and cleared her throat of any mucus.
“Rosette?!” She called out again, this time her voice was clearer. She waited for a response. It looked like she wasn’t going to get non...
“Satella?”
It wasn’t the nun...
“Chrono!” The jewel witch responded. She quickly got up on her feet and ran to the source of the sound.
Light shone upon the little devil’s face and golden hair. The red clad boy small arms were tightly wrapped around the girl’s torso. He was sitting down with one knee raised. She was sitting on the lowered knee with his raised one pressing on her back. His violet braid draped over her shoulder. The younger lulu was in a hunched over position, her head tucked under the boy’s chin. It was like as if she was being swallowed whole by his body, and didn’t care...
The young nun cringed and pulled the little devil closer as a new round of tears began to fall. The small lad immediately tighten his hold on her. Moving one hand up, and began to pet her head. The boy pressed his cheek to her forehead and started to coo sweet words.
“It’s all right Rosette. Your safe. I won’t let him hurt you.” He spoke under his breath, and every now and then he kissed her temple. “Satella’s here. It’s jake. It’s just Satella.”
The girl buried her face further into his chest. “Chrono... I–I wont to... to g–g–go... h–home... now... please?...”
He pulled her closer, kissing her closed eyelids. “Yes. We’ll go back to the Odder. You won’t have to come back here ever again...” The demon said wile he was rocking the heterocercal girl back and forth.
“Chrono?” The German asked slowly. He turned his eyes to her, showing without words he was listening. The jewel witch stood dumb struck at the uncustom and slightly creepy embrace. Swallowing hard she now sees that the lower half of the nun was bare. “How... what... why...?” The woman stuttered.
He growled and tighten his embrace on her. He pulled her to his chest, as fat crocodile tears ran down her soft pink cheeks. Rosette continued her begging and pleading to go home.
“That low life, bottom feeder, blue skinned jerk, Bikou! That has no right to breath the same air as her!! Raped my Rosette!!!”

“WHAT???!!!???!!!”
Satella nearly exploded out of her skin. The pair of voices continued to echoed through out the room, across the courtyard, pass the gates, shook the fields across America, and some people in Canada hear heard a soft whisper. The old man by the door was quite pleased that his hearing was going, or else it could of bin much worst.
The young jewel witch looked between the nun half out of her chair, and to her minister with a torn papers in each hands. The redhead considered running away for a moment, but didn’t. The way the blond minister eyes were staring at her with wide eyed shook and mixed concern.
Satella cleared her throat and repeated what Rosette said to her. “It’s jake. It’s not as bad as it sounds.” She took a deep breath and filled her lung, not believing she was going to comfort them with this ludicrous logic. “Her virginity may have bin tainted but not stolen. Her attacker only went through the back...” She cleared her throat again in embarrassment. Cracking open one eye she peeked out at two very confused faces. Sighing deeply to explained what she meant, wishing that they’ll stop staring at her like a pair of starving kittens. “He only forced anal sex on her. Not vaginal...”
Thunder shook beside her until... “THAT NOT ANY BETTER!!” The priest bellowed.
“That’s what I said!!” She said with her hands raised defectively.
“WHO WOULD TELL YOU THAT?!?!”
“Rosette said it! Please settle down, your too close!” The young woman pleaded.
“Minister Remington! Stop scaring our guest!” The head nun ordered. The adust hair abbess was now standing with her hand on the back of her chair. Sitting back down into the leather chair, she took in a deep breath. “Now Mis. Harveneit. What happen to the three of you next?” Kate asked in a voice laced with concern.
Satella cleared her throat, and scooting away form Ewan. Tacking a fue short breaths the young German continued the tale. “Yes. After I learned that Rosette was attacked in such a manner, I insisted that I drive them back here.” She explained. “After a short exchanged of words, the three of us got out of the hallway maze. I walked ahead with the flashlight, Chrono carrying Rosette behind me.”
“I thought you said Rosette wasn’t injured... physically.” The Abbess reposed.
“Yes. She wasn’t harmed in anyway to stop her from walking. That was Chrono’s idea.” Satella informed. “In-fact Rosette was complaining that he was treating like an ‘little baby’. I hade the same opinion, but he just wouldn’t let go.”
Catching the reverend’s up-teethed expression out of her eye. Satella quickly answered his unsaid question. “Don’t worry. Chrono wrapped her low portion with his coat. So he wasn’t staring at anything ‘incrimateing’.”
“Well that’s good.” The abbess sighed. “Please go on...”
“Of corse...” Satella said wile brushing some scarlet strands out of her chocolate eyes. “Well getting to the point that you two are most interested in...

After sitting Rosette in the back seat, Chrono settle himself next to her. The elder woman got into the driver’s seat. The jalopy came to life and started off down the road. The devil grabbed her hand out of an newly required reflex.
Rosette sat in the back just blankly staring out at nothing. Her free hand balled up into a fist, her thighs began shaking. New tears threaten to fall, they swelled up in her already sore swollen red eyes. She tried to held them back. Tried to show the world that she was as strong as everyone said she was. If she held them long enough... if they didn’t fall down her salt stained cheeks... maybe... Just maybe... they’ll go away and she’ll laugh and smile again.
But...
It hurts...
She wiggled uncomfortable. Her poor body was in turmoil. She still felt her flesh being violated. Still felt his tail squirming inside her vaginal walls. Cold fingers pricking at her chest greedily. Lip as jagged of rocks on the cliff crashing against on her soft tender ones. A slimy tong leaving sticky trails all over her exposed skin.
When he removed his tail from her, she truly was happy. The girl thought his attack was over and he’ll just go away. Instead of following her internal-wishing, he throw her to the floor and shoved that infernal thing down her throat. Forced her legs to open and... and... His member tarring started to her anas apart.
“Rosette?” His voice, soft, sweet, concerned....
Turning her blurry vision to the sources...
Chrono...
Even with her vision is distorted and burred, his form came through clearly. His violet hair sparkling like tinny crystals. His deep chroma depths shining like polished diamonds. The sun shining through the windows made his tanned skin gleam bronze in it’s light. He was a demon, yes... that part was true... but... he was so unlike a devil.
More tears cascade down her cheeks. She shouldn’t be looking at him like that! Ever since that oaf touched her... Who would want to be with me now?... she just so tainted now... before she was easy on the eyes... good enough fore Elder to look up her skirt... Now even he wouldn’t say... because she’s... she’s...
“I’m ugly...” She whispered as she hid her face in her hands.
“NO!” Duo voices echoed in the car. The driving redhead had her grip on the well so tight that her knuckles were white. The devil wrapped the violated lulu slim hands into both of his. Satella quickly returned her gaze to the unstable road ahead. Chrono kept his eyes locked on twin glistening sapphires that continued to leek out waterfalls of tears.
Tacking in a deep breath, the scarlet haired German brock the silence. “I have no idea what you gon through... but your are certainly not ugly.” She said in a soothing tone. “I’ll get the bastard for you and you can even have the final blow...”
“I DON’T EVER WANT TO SEE HIM AGAIN!!” The younger woman wailed.
“Of corse not.” Chrono’s velvety voice smoothed over the atmosphere inside the jalopy. “We’ll go back to the Magdalen Oder. You can have your favorite dinner, and nice big glass of the sweetest milk. When Elder get perverted... you can kill him with your spoon.”
“I don’t wanna see Elder...” Rosette whispered in a husky voice.
“All right. You won’t see Elder at all...” The devil cooed.
Satella just smiled warmly at his way of comforting her. The poor thing just bin(what she thought)violently raped. She hade no say in what happened to her, and now Chrono is letting her make all the decisions. He must have dealt with something similar to this before... the German witch thought.
Her chocolate pools peered back at the young sister. Her clothes were torn and shifted about in ‘places’. “Nipkin...” Satella sighed. “Lets get you a lovely new dress to ware.”
“Can I keep it?” It was barely above a whisper, but the unlike Rosette childish voice blew into the redhead’s ear.
“Of corse...” She answered.
“I have to get out of this.” Rosette said looking down to her lap. “It probably wont look good once it’s on me. But anything is better than this.”
“Rosette!” Chrono said sharply. “Don’t ever say that again.” He growled, and bared his teeth a bit. Obviously pissed that his girl would say something like that about herself.
“But it’s true!!!”
“No it’s NOT!!”
“Don’t lie to me! I’m uglier than a pile of steaming–!”
Satella just about hade it with the nun-girl’s antics. She was good and ready to slap her right up side her head. But when the blond just stopped in mid sentence, and no more of the devil’s angered voice complaining... the scarlet haired witch looked back.
As they say ‘curiosity killed the cat’!
The jalopy nearly swerved off road and rammed into a (rather dead looking) tree. The German diver turn her attention back onto the road. Blinking fiercely, the woman tried to erase what she just witness from her mind.
In the back seat the young nun couldn’t believe that the small demon was in a full body embrace with her. Not only that but he was kissing her again! One of his legs was looped around her’s. The devil’s left arm strongly gripped her waist, and his right encircled itself around her shoulders. His soft tanned lips sweetly pressing themselves to hers. Her eyelids became heavy when the sound of his pleasured moan escaped their sealed lips.
Her eyes cracked open from their almost closed state. She shouldn’t enjoy this... doing this with him. Someone who was so much like a big brother, and even a father to her.
He moved his knee, making hers move with it. His vermilion coat slid a bit, making her thigh peek out more. He changed his position so the his inside-thigh was rubbing against hers. A low rumbling purr emerged from his chest, completely enjoying the fell of her skin through his clothes.
She hade to stop this!
Try to get him to snap back to the fatherly figure she lost so long ago. Twisting and pulling away, she attempted to brake the contact. That only resulted in him gripping her tighter. His left hand fond it’s way to her shoulder blades, and his right entwined itself in her hair. Gently holding her head still wile his tongue came into play. Creamy tasting saliva filled her mouth. Her limbs shook, unable to fight him off anymore. He muffled her gasp when he grinded his knee against her moist opening. Gently he lay her down on the back seat, never braking the kiss. The coat fell to the floor and forgotten by the couple as they moved. A moan of displeasure escaped her swollen lip as he pulled back, his tongue slipping out last. The devil looked at her with glazed red eyes until he turned his attention to her neck. The nun gasped the demon’s name and ached her back up, pressing her soft round breast against his chest. Pulling her own knee up to repeat the action he was giving her. The girl beneath him became aware of his condition. Growling he gingerly nipped her soft sweet white skin of the throat, demanding more.
Her face a bright scarlet, Satella could only guess what was going on back there. She took a quick glaze behind her... “What the hell do you too think your doing!!!” She screeched as her foot slammed down on the brake. Which caused the car the turn sharply, making the demon’s head to crash against the door.
“Ow! What was that for?!” The demon whined. Little wells of tears clung to his eyes.
“What do you think!!” The witch yelled back.
Chrono raised an confused eyebrow. He remembered holding Rosette’s hands trying to comfort her. Getting mad when she said she was ugly. He pulled her closer to stop her saying that... but after that it was a blank. Wait... where’s Rosette!? And why do I fell like I’m wrapped up in something?...
“Chrono...” A feminine voice whined. Slender legs wound themselves around his hips. “Kurono... please?”
He felt his face burn with a new shade of red as blood rushed to his head. What the hell? Rosette?! What game is she playing at?!! He couldn’t speak, he couldn’t move!! His questions echoed in his mind, still unable to speak them.
Her arms wrapped themselves around his torso. Warm fingers combed through his hair. She rested her head on his shoulders, her breath tickled his neck as she breathed through her mouth.
Somehow he regain use of his hands. The demon reach forwards and grab her hips to push her off him... but it back-fired. The fell of her satiny flesh under his palms nearly made him pass out. He would of too, if her pleas didn’t keep him awake.
“Kurono please? Don’t stop, pretty please?” The golden blond lulu begged. Silky soft kisses tailed up and down his neck. A coy little clapper dipped out and tasted his skin. The poor demon’s mind was going white hot with pleasure. She pulled back and look into his eyes.
The devil was wishing he wasn’t drooling... which he was.
With a soft coo the golden nun leaned forwards and continued her begging. “Please Kurono... I need you...” She whispered sweetly into his ear, letting her lip the brush the sensitive skin. Kissing his ear she whispered in a tone low enough so only he could hear. “I want it, Kurono...” Her soft hips grinded against his trapped member. Her satin like flesh, her sensual voice tickling his ear, her soft kisses on his throat... The fell of her moisten opening seeped through his clothing... that and add the fact that she ‘needs’ and ‘wants’ him.
He snapped.
She was ready. And she wanted him too.
“Oh! Gods, Rosette!!” He whiled unable to control himself. He pulled her closer, and moved to remove his shorts. Resting his head in the crock of her neck. “Dear god Rosette, why–why are you so beautiful?” He moan in pleaser as her sent fill his nostrils. He growled possessively, and glared at his offensive shorts. Dammit!! The zipper stuck!
He half played with the idea to tear them off...
She grinded against him harder. “Now... please? Now...?” The girl moaned in his ear.
That dose it. He’s tarring them off.
Satella nearly screamed when she heard the ripping sound came from Chrono’s pants. The witch quickly grabbed the two entwined ‘lovers’, and pried them apart. The young nun whimpered, and cried out to her demon lover. As for the devil, he growled and hissed out for his well earned mate.
Who would dare... The demon thought viciously. He fixed his glowing red eyes upon the intruder. The intruder was a ruby red lulu. Not as beautiful as his soon to be mate, but not too bad to look at either. His demonic instincts burned to get rid of this offensive woman. To kill her and get to his mate before she changed her mind about him...
A yelp of pain escaped her throat when claws dug into her ankle. The young woman turned her gaze to the boy. Her heat skipped a beat from the loathing stare he gave her. “Chrono?” Satella whispered. The only response was him digging his claws deeper into her flesh. What’s gotten into him?!! The German witch yelled in her head.
“Kurono...” The golden nun coaxed for his attention. “I want you to think only of me, Kurono...”
“ROSETTE!” the horny daemon bellowed. He forced Satella into the front of the car. Then he literary jumped Rosette. The demon grabbed her hip greedily, as she wrapped her thighs around his waist. The ready and willing woman beneath him reached up and gently pulled his head down to her chest. The violet haired devil growled with need and pleaser as he tore off the remainder of his chrome red shorts off his need. Now free of the infernal clothing, he press the tip of his phallus to her moist vagina. He savored the feeling of her love juices poring over his member.
“Kurono... please hurry. Please?” The aroused female begged. “I need you so bad. I want it so bad.” She pleaded as her mouth nipped and liked his ear. The devil was comprehending whether to thrust into her pink flower, or to sink in slowly and savor the feeling of her walls...
Wham!!
Something hit him on the head.
Bam!
“Ow!” Rosette squeaked.
Bash!!
“Ah!” Chrono wrenched form the growing pain. Someone was beating on them. Rather hard. His mind began to clear as words started to filter through his ears.
“WILL!” Satella screamed at the top of her lungs, and hit Rosette again. She was hitting them with her high hell shoe. The young witch pulled it off her foot when Chrono ripped a hole in his shorts, big enough for his cock to pop out. “YOU!” She hit Chrono again. “TWO!” She whacked Rosette. “STOP!” She bashed Chrono. “ALL!” Rosette again. “READY!?” Chrono again. “I!” Rosette. “AM!” Chrono. “RIGHT!” Rosette. “HERE!” Chrono. “YOU!” Rosette. “KNOW!?” Chrono once more before she let her arm drop, exhausted. (AN: If you couldn’t tell... she was hitting them with each word she spoke.)
“Satella, why are you beating on me for?” Rosette whined. She moved to give Satella a taste of her own medicine. Until she felt something rubbing against her down there... Turning her blue gaze to her front she saw Chrono was really close to her.
Really close in-between her legs.
In-between her leg with his dick poking out.
With his dick poking out and press to her vagina.
She blinked...
She flushed a bright red...
“Aaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!” She screamed. “GET OFF ME CHRONO!!!” The startled nun then promptly and painfully kicked the small blushing demon off of her.
Her face turn a darker red when she remember everything. The fact that she was bagging him to fuck her. She didn’t care if Satella was there or not! She got scared and jealous that he was looking at the jewel witch and not her.
God!
She never hade those feelings before. To want someone to do all kinds of dirty things to your body... and enjoy it.
“Satella?”
The said woman jumped.
She was more or less happy to see her friends back to normal. There was an embarrassed blush dusted on her cheeks, after seeing Chrono’s ‘little devil’. His ‘friend’ was larger then one would guess from his child like appearance and size. She immediately turned to the girl that called out to her.
“Rosette...” She breathed, and nearly jumped out of her skin when the blond girl throw her arms around her neck.
“What’s wrong with me?!!” She wailed. Crying heterocyclicly into the German’s shoulder. “Wh–why d–did... I wont h–him to-to... do that to me!?” She asked in-between hiccups.
Chocolate brown pools gazed sadly down at the golden head resting on her shoulders. Satella started to gently pat the girl’s back, much like her sister did to herself. She quickly grabbed the coat and covered her rear, seeing that it was still quite bare. The jewel witch head buzzed with questions of what the hell could provoke her friend to do such a thing...
After having his senses knocked back into him, quite literary, he began to beat himself for having such dirty thoughts about his little contractor. When he sat up after Rosette kicked him, his eyes nearly bled out of their sockets. The sight might very well stay with him until he goes to his grave. Unwanted dirty thoughts reemerged in his head... Her butt is cute... He shook his head fiercely. Hating himself for even slightly agreeing with Bikou.
“That bastard. I’ll kill him...” He hissed under his breath. Mentally adding, and gouge out my eyes...
“Chrono... that’s wonderful and all but...” The scarlet haired lulu said not looking at him. “You would want put some shorts on or something... if you want to fight evil today...” She said, wile blushing deeper.
He cocked an eyebrow at her odd comment.
Wait... cock...
He looked down hoping he’ll at least be limp... but no. There it was... hard, big, and pumped full of blood. He quickly throw his hand over himself on a silent yelp. Grumble and cursing under his breath how his body won’t listen to him.
“Awww...” A soft disappointment moan echoed in the woods surrounding the manor.
That voice... Chrono’s blood ran cold.
“Brother... couldn’t you just make your spell a bit stronger? She fighting it off...” She continued to whine.
“Now, now my dear sister Izusa. How fun would that be taming her?” He purred.
A growl escaped Chrono’s chest. He was about to curse that wad of spit at the bottom of a garbage bag, smelling of dry alcohol and rotting rat faeces. Before he even hade enough air in his throat to utter a word, Rosette was thrown on top of him. “Eh?” Was all he could muster.
“Keep an eye on Rosette!” Satella barked over her shoulder as she hoped out of the ford. He just nodded and wrapped his arms around the trembling girl.
The woman pulled out her chrysoprase, ready to summon her Brave May knight. “Show yourselves!” She ordered, already guessing that the male was the one that violated the young nun.
“My... she’s demanding.” Mused a cool female voice. “So... What do you say brother? This one will make a cute dominatrix!”
“I suppose so... but I like to be the dominate one, you know that sister.” He chuckled.
“OH–! Brother you noty boy.” She gasped.
“I said come out where I can see you... you... perverted demon!!” Satella stuttered, her rage already blinding her.
“We all ready are where you can see us, you fierce mother bear.” He answered very calmly. The jewel witch growled deep inside her chest. He continued, like she was the most stupid woman on the face of the earth. “You’re just not looking the right way...”
Growling Satella fowled the voices. They were up in a tree, swinging their legs about like little kids. A male and a female, and they hardly looked liked siblings. “What do you mean by ‘fierce mother bear’?”
“Just what I said. Your fierce just like a mother bear.” The blue man stated cooly. “Now.” He breathed. He slid off the branch he was siting on and landed smooth as silk on the road ahead. “Were are you tacking my pet with out my permission?”
“Rosette doesn’t belong to you!!!” Chrono bellowed. His eye glowed dangerously red as he glared at the intruder. He tightened his protective grip on the trembling blond. “It’s alright.” He cooed in her ear. “He’s not going to touch you, promise.” The soothing devil said, kissing her temple and gently massaging her neck a bit. All the wile he never stopped glaring at Bikou.
“Whoa. If looks could kill.” Said a stone like voice. The white lady jumped down next to her brother. Satella turn her attentions back to the two intruders. They Stood side-by-side in a very suggestive manner.
Satella nearly gaged. She hade about enough of the two, and stalled no more. The brave may was out in full force. The witch stood and basked in her summon brilliant light. She was clearly pissed off and more annoyed then ever.
Her face red with anger, she could still hear Chrono’s soft coos of reassurance to Rosette. The image of the forbidding pairing in the back seat getting it on jumped into her mind...
A small hit a jealousy punched her stomach. The young woman quickly shook it off. They were best friends long before I even met him. Of corse he’ll be worried about her. Their practicality broth and sister. She glared at the two amused siblings for provoking the small devil to do such a thing to the young nun.
“Someone can’t tack rejection well.” The skimpily dressed female said.
“Eröschen!!!” The ruby red haired witch commanded her Ritter Juwel. The large knight swung at the pair of siblings. The gigantic crystal sward passed right through them like they weren’t even there. “Wha–?”
“Looks like we were forgotten brother.” Whined the woman.
“Now, now my sweet sister...” Cooed the man, as he nuzzled his face into her hair. “That’s just means we got the upper hand my gem like sister Izusa.”
The shorter bianco woman gave a small cheer. “Oh–! Brother your wonderful!” She jumped up and hugged her brother around his neck. An evil smirk crept across each of their faces. The young German gave a startled squeak when the demonic woman seemed to evaporated into thin air. Still flabbergasted by what she just witnessed, the male was soon found standing just inches away form her. Satella jumped completely caught of guard. He was easily one and a half heads taller then she was. Give or tack a fue inches, with his bangs stick up like they were.
He looked over her with his cerise pools. He licked his austere lips with his puritanical clapper. “I enjoyed the wild uncut stones, but the polished gems aren’t half bad either.” The looming man said as he lean in close to her face.
The German’s woman stomach twitted into a disgusted knots. She quickly slapped him away from her. “Get away from me you disgusting creature!!”
Satella immediately doubled over from pain. A hard and very angry punch landed itself into her gut. The blanco sibling reappeared like smoke form a tea kettle. “Don’t.” Her eyes flared up. “Ever say that about my brother.” She hissed out.
Large masculine arms wrapped around her shoulders. “Now sister... she’s entitle to her opinion.”
“What are you?” Satella hissed out in pain and frustration, but mostly fear. She back up against the car to protect her friends in some way.
“We were the things that were. When the demon first took flight in the new world of man... we were already old. My sister and I are not bounded by your foolish laws of the flesh. Not one nor the others, but all things that mack up the lives as you know it.” Bikou said in an antique manner. His eye mocked them form his unknown knowledge, as his sister giggled. “We need no horn or food to survive. All we need is life that can feel any extent of a thrill, wether welcomed or forced upon.”
“Chrono?” A shaken voice whimpered. Satella turned her head just enough to see, Rosette clinging onto Chrono. He pulled her closer and wrapped his arms around her head to keep her from looking outside of the car. “Chrono don’t let him–”
“Shhh...” He cut her off. “I won’t let him tough you. I’ll kill him before he gets a chance to.” He pulled his face down behind his arms. What ever he did made Rosette’s tremors soften and slowed down. He pulled back up and placed his head next to hers. Now cheek-to-cheek the small demon rocked her from side to side. “He won’t touch a single hair on your head. He won’t breath on you. Heck! I won’t let him to utter your name...” He whispered softly into her ear.
“That’s soo sweet, isn’t it brother?” The white lady said as she turned around and hugged her brother’s shoulders. “The little puppy boy is so delusional that it’s adorable!” She squeaked.
“Puppy boy?!” The demon repeated, a bit perplex as to why he was being compared to a dog. Soft whimper from his side, and gentle pulls on his white shirt on his shoulder. The young golden lulu hid her face in the cork of his neck. He bent his head just enough to bock the figure out of her vision. Even seeing him scars the living day lights out of her. The demon patted her head as he continued to rocking her back and forth, and side to side.
“Awww! Look at that. She’s such a late bloomer!” Izusa cooed. “So innocent and small. Not even close to her mature self.”
The man cracked a smile at his golden little toy. “Yes...” He sighed. “We should fix that.” The blue dude finished as the two white and blue siblings slowly turned into smoke. “I wouldn’t tack her too far... unless your planing to pimp her out that is.”
“What the–?” Satella said as she looked left to right not believing that they were gon. Standing up to her full hight, with her stomach still aching a bit. She nearly jumped out of her skin when Rosette’s scream burst out of the car.
“Rosette? What’s wrong?” The violet haired boy asked.
“I don’t know... my chest just–” the nun said casting her gaze upon her best friend.
“Lebechkin?” The older girl said as she leaned in though the window.
The young blond look between the two, seeking for an answer. But neither gave her any. She opened her mouth to tell them...
SNAP!!
“AH!” She screamed and arched her back. Twin pools of sapphire blue peered at her back perplexed. Her cheeks turned a bit more pink. “Ummm... I think my bra just brock...”
“Eh?” Chrono asked just as confused as the girls. “Why would it suddenly just break like that?” It was a question he whish he hadn’t asked.
riiiip...
It started out as a soft ripping sound, than it grew into a loud ripping noise. He followed the sound and looked down... just in time to see torn bits of light gray and deep nave blue fabric fly off of Roette’s chest. His question was answered.
Satella gave a small yelp of shock, as the exorcist covered her sudden overly developed breasts. “What just happed?!” She screamed.
“I don’t know!!” Satella answered.
THUMP.

“So...” The head nun sighed. “Rosette’s sudden... ‘development’ was do to the two demonic siblings spell casting?”
“Yes. That’s what we believe.” Satella answered.
“And you left Sister Rosette and Chrono behind, out of fear of what other spells they were going to cast?” Kate questioned.
“Yes.”
The tension returned to the room again. They were glaring at her like it was her fault that Rosette was violated, and was cursed to stay behind. I offered to stay behind too! Dammit!!
A loud crashing sound erupted inside the room. The door was swung opened as a elderly man rush into the room.
“Elder?!!” Sister Kate yelped. “You should knock first before–”
Before the good sister couldn’t finish her sentence, the strange man began bellowing in the jewel witch’s face. “You mean to say that Rosette’s lushes breast were bare and in the open?!! Not only that, they were bigger too?!!!” The poor German leaned further back and nodded slightly. So slightly that the other two couldn’t see her move an inch, but the old man that hovered over her face could. Her threw back his head and whiled. Falling to his knees he asked, “Why?! God! Why have you forsaken me?!!! To have such a lovely sight happen so far away from me?!!” He continued to ask god why he did such an awful thing to him on the floor.
“Why?” The priest asked, completely ignoring the old man on the floor. The woman turned to him with a questioning gaze. “Why did Chrono stay behind?”
“Oh! That... well you see...”

The two women turn to the small devil, but he wasn’t there next to the nun. Both of the girls turn their gazes down at the floor of the car... and sure enough there he was pasted out on the ground with a little blood dripping out of his nose.
“Chrono!” The two cried out, but for very deferent reasons. As int the case of Satella Harveneit she was concern for the lad. But in the case in Rosette Christopher...
“Kurono!!!” She hissed out. The nun bent down and pick him up by the shirt collar, still covering her chest. Pulling him up to her face she bellowed, “Don’t you dare die on me Chrono!! If you die on me I’ll kill you!!”
The witch gaped at the young sister’s cruelty. As she shook him fiercely about and continued to threaten him. The poor lad’s face was bright red and swirly eyed told it all... he fainted. The jewel witch was very curtain that his nose bleed hade nothing to do with the fall.

“AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!!!!” The old man burst into fits of laughter, rolling around the floor like a loon. “Now that’s what I would of liked to see!!! The most powerful demon in Pandemonium fainting just because he saw a pair of breasts!!!! With a nose bleed to boot!!! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!”
The jewel witch slowly backed away form the strange creature. The head nun rested her forehead on her palm shaking slightly, completely unable to stop the old man. The reverend scratched the back of his neck with an odd expression on his face.
“It’s not that funny...” The blond man said.

“Ug...” The devil grounded. He felt like plane landed on him. The sent of dust reached his nostrils. He snorted a bit, and cracked his eyes open. The devil soon found out that he was in a very large room. He was lying on a big fluffy white bed. Fore identical cherry wood posts stood at the corners of the bed. A canopy of a light creamy white color hung over him. It fell over the edges, making a soft glow around his form. An open window let in a gentle breeze that made the curtains around the bed sway slightly from side to side that surrounded him.
It was all so much like a dream, but his stiff neck told him other whys. He slowly sat up and scooted over to the side and let his feet dangle over the edge. The demon rubbed his temples, he tried to clear his mind. But to no avail, he hade a pretty good guess to where he was...
“Chrono?” A soft voice cooed at him from the end of the bed. A sweet sent of flowers and honey tickled his senses awake. His ears perked up and the hairs on the back of his neck stood on end. He turned his head knowing who it ecstatically was.
“Rosette!” His body froze when he saw her. His skin crawled, and his limbs twitched with a sudden urge to do all sorts of things to her.
She hade her hair pulled back slightly, tied off by a small white ribbon. The young woman wore the only thing she dared to ware in front of him. It was a maid uniform, but not a normal one. The entire design of the dress seem to emphasized her breasts and legs. The fabric was satin and silk, so it shimmered in the light. The color was a dark plum, that made her golden hair glow more. The deepness of the colors made her skin look more lighter and softer. This dress design hade a very skimpy mini skirt. It was sleeveless, with a simple bow on the collar and waist. The leggings were hooked up by a grader-belt.
The only word to describe her is...
“Chrono? What is it?” The young lulu leaned over him, and placed a soft slim hand on his round cheek. He was soo taken in by her vison he didn’t see that she walked right up to him. Her eyes shimmered like freshly polished zircons inside sapphires. “You look so pail...”
He just sat there in dumb shock, his eyes not wonting to blink. His heart rate shot up. The devil’s crimson pools wondered over the sight in front of him. He could see down her dress!! He felt himself getting ready. He swallowed a bit trying to tell her to put on his coat...
“Ah!” Rosette yelped. “Stupid skirt... stay down!” She ordered. She straiten up a bit, and with her free hand began to pull down her skirt. “Honestly! What kind of maid could get any work don if her ass is hanging out?” The young nun asked.
“Too...”
“Eh?” She turned back to her best friend just in time to see his huge nose bleed.
“Too... sexy...” he breathed out. Then the great devil that killed one hundred of his own kind, passed out.. Right into the young woman’s chest. Staining the white lace with his blood.

FIN

Final thought: Well that’s it! Hope you enjoyed it! Okay I wont ask you guys for advice any more about names and what not... But I do have one teeny tinny question for ya all... WHY DON’T YOU GUYS REVIEW ON MY OTHER FANFICTION?! Sorry for that out burst but I would really like to know... I just have too many ideas for the next chapter of ‘Land of the Sun’ I can’t chouse... and if I put them together the chapter will be insanely long!

PREVIEW!!!
Trapped inside the manor with his hormones going out of wack Chrono tries to find a way to keep himself under control. But the siblings have a deferent plans for the two...

MG: There! Are you happy now?
R: About what?
MG: About the stuff I just put in. Ya know... you scaring Satella... and Elder laughing on the floor...
E: YA!!! I showed up!!!
R: Great...
MG: Why are you mad?
R: I’m mad because I’m not with sexy Rosette!! (glares at MG)
E: YA! I wont to be with sexy Rosette too!!! (glares at MG too)
MG: OKAY... I understand Elder... but Remington?
R: Hey! I have a sex drive too ya know!
MG: Alrighty then.... too much information! (Looks away form them) please review on your way out? Eheh...