~ クローム 髑髏

"H-hello, I'm Chrome Dokuro! M-mist Guardian and here to serve Mukuro-sama~!"

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Old Friends

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Hearing her name from Chrome quickly gave her a sense of relief, she was no longer alone in this new place, surrounded with unfamiliar faces that she couldn’t even approach. She had Chrome, one of her precious friend, that thought alone could bring happy tears on the corner of her eyes, ” Haru transferred school you see!!” she explained, trying to hold in the incoming sob, “— I miss Chrome-chan so much, Haru thought she wouldn’t see Chrome-chan for a loooong time.” she mutters, Haru’s smile breaking as she finally sobbed. Haru warps her arms around the guardian, pressing her cheek on hers. 

She stayed close to her friend for a few minutes, using the moment to calm and straighten herself, “b-but what is Chrome doing here?” she asked in between sniffed, loosening her arms around her to moved back and face her again. Glossy brown eyes meets dark purple ones and this time Haru was smiling. ” Hahi-!! come to think of it, You did say something about Bunkyo” she laughed. How could she forget something that important? During those short calls with Chrome, she did tell them where she was. ” Haru’s has been forgetful! I should have called you!” she adds, ” I’m sorry!”  She should have looked apologetic, but the brunette was too happy and couldn’t help, but grin instead. 

" Chrome is still very cute I see" she teased, letting out another feminine chuckle, Chrome seems a lot brighter and prettier to Haru’s eyes, she must have grown while she was away. Admittedly the day Chrome left their home town, was one of the saddest day she could remember, the calls were nice, but it was different when she was there. She wishes Kyoko was here too, but they’re all busy now. 

"Do you think we can hang out for today,Chrome-chan?" she beamed, hooking her arms on hers. " Tell me everything that happened to you while Haru was away!"

[dellanebbia]

Chrome was relieved that Haru at least had a friend in this large new city to hang out with. When Chrome had moved here, she generally had no one, which forced her to try to come out of that little shell she had created for herself. But, it wasn't like she was entirely forced because in doing so, this led to her being able to meet all sorts of new and wonderful people, some of them irreplaceable.

At the mention of why Chrome was in Bunkyo, caused the shy girl to merely tilt her head in question. Didn't she mention it to the Guardians and the girls that she was moving to Bunkyo? Irregardless, Haru seemed to have remembered, her laughter immediately filling up the space between them. Ah, the warmth filled her of seeing an old friend and made Chrome feel just that much more happier. She shook her head with a small smile, "... Don't worry... It's fine, Haru-san." And then a large grin appeared on her features and Chrome couldn't help but smile just a touch more broadly.

A blush tinted a little darker shade at her cheeks, averting her gaze down to the ground. "Th-Thank you... Haru-san is very c-cute... too." It seemed that Chrome still had trouble with her stutters, something that it would take awhile for her to get accustomed to not doing. Since it had been so long since she's seen her old friend, old habits come back harder then ever. However, a little part of Chrome wished that Kyoko was here as well, giving the three girls some of the break and comforts that their friendship offered her.

At the question, the eye-patched girl nodded her head, "Yes... I can hang-out for today." Even as Haru hooked her arms through Chrome's, a little bubble of excitement and happiness just blooming within her chest. "Um... B-before I start... H-How is everyone? Is Boss doing all right?" While she wanted to tell the exuberant girl of her life here in the busy city of Bunkyo, she knew that the Boss would be concerned about her, as well as the other people who lingered back at home. Taking the girl in her arm, she guided her down the street toward the original location that she had been set about going. It was her day off and she had been trying to find a gift for Oreki-san, even though he seemed to have... gone off somewhere.

A little, she could feel just the slight twinge of happiness and pain at the distance. Where had Oreki-san gone? Well, she hoped that he was all right and that he was doing well. "What is Haru-san doing here?" she decided to ask, pushing her slightly troubled mind to the side. After all, a part of her still couldn't quite get over the fact that they had... well... essentially...

[dellanebbia]

♥;

-slowly crawls to life- hm, I need threads. :I anyone want to RP with Chrome? 8D I'll make the starters. And if anything, I'll probs end up making an open cause I don't know where everyone went. S:

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Old Friends

chrome—dokuro started following you

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eh? Brown lashes fluttered back and forth in surprise, staring at the familiar looking teen, though Haru wasn’t sure if she was who she thinks she was, but, Haru still found herself running towards her, arms raised as she waved her hand around in a frantic motion in attempt to get the dark haired girl’s attention. 

"Chrome-chan! Chrome-chan!is that you?!" she calls out, running after her. Hopefully she really was Chrome, it really would be embarrassing if she wasn’t. "I miss you! Haru didn’t think she’d see Chrome here!" she adds finally in front of the other girl.

[dellanebbia]

It had been a long time since Chrome had been able to see anyone from her hometown. In fact, it's been so long that she thought she often saw illusions of them when she very well knew that it was next to impossible to see them. Irregardless, Chrome didn't mind. She still called Kyoko and Haru from time to time, making small talk to let them know. Even I-Pin was great to talk to, the first person to help her open up to the rest of the group in the first place. Despite the fact that she had missed her old friends back home, she sort of had new ones here in Bunkyo... and... someone special now. He was a person who had left their mark on her, forever changing her.

Despite the fact that Chrome was rather happy with the changes since she's come for, she still from time to time, missed them. They were the first, after all, and that in itself was special.

For a moment, while standing at a crosswalk, she thought she had seen Haru's image. Hm? There was no way her friend would be here. But then, her voice rang even louder this time around, snapping Chrome to the source. She then clearly saw the familiar figure of the costume making friend appearing in front of her, waving her arms broadly as she turned at the name call. It couldn't be! She soon came to a stop in front of the quiet girl, causing Chrome to murmur, "H-Haru-san...?" albeit a little hesitantly.

A small smile managed to make its way to her face when she realized that it was indeed Haru, a blush tinted her cheeks in happiness, "It is you, Haru-san! I didn't think I-I'd be seeing you here in Bunkyo. What are you doing here?"

[killua-oniichan]

[dellanebbia]

I have work in the morn so I shall talk to you all later! Night~!

[dellanebbia]

Keeping Warm

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She looked to be deep in her thoughts when he saw her, silently watching the horizon, but she didn’t seem the least bit at ease. The response Chrome had to seeing him again discouraged him a bit, but he wanted her to see that he wouldn’t leave her. He had a look determination to his gaze and his furrowed eyebrows, a contrast to the earlier meek uneasiness. With the pushing she gave at first, he kept his hold secured. Her movements stopped when he spoke up, but couldn’t see why because he kept his eyes closed. Finishing what he said, Houtarou opened them to see that Chrome had begun crying as she was muffling them in his chest.

But it wasn’t somber, she was hugging him back and pulled them closer. It showed that she accepted him and was happy for his confession. It felt unreal.

It was more than enough of a reaction he could’ve expected, assuring him that his words were heard this time. Houtarou felt a bit proud of himself for that fact, and it came with such a reward as Chrome couldn’t recollect herself from her sobs to say anything more than his name. The poor girl was frightened, he realized, and now her relief and happiness at his words alone had spilled over. Soon she did, and looked up to him with an enchanting smile that he had seen so little of. As he thought of how she’s become important to him, and too made him happy as a result, Houtarou felt his own face brighten, a subtle smile on his face too, he allowed it to show. While this was a big difference that what he expected his life to go, he couldn’t say that he didn’t like it. 

As the girl solidified the love she felt for him, he could feel the smile stick to his face. It was getting a little embarrassing now, but he couldn’t hide it from her now. But he replied by leaning down and lightly kissing her chilled cheek. At this point, Houtarou didn’t worry as much as he did, especially with the bright atmosphere around them again. His gaze did look out back to the sky, now much different than what it was before. A pale, cloudy purple had changed into a bright gold and red, and the snow appeared to have lightened, falling more slowly. Some snowflakes have already gotten stuck on Chrome’s head. He had forgotten that it was cold around them. Everything seemed brighter, the red of the sun, the pink on her cheeks.

He wanted to let the moment last a bit longer, selfish as that seemed, but had a feeling that she wouldn’t be against that. Then he let his grip loosen on her, but didn’t want to let go of her just yet. “By the way, Dokuro, I think this makes another promise. With…our relationship, I mean.” He said, assuming she was willing to accept it. “Since I do make you happy, and you make me happy as well, then,” His eyes roamed for a moment to find what exactly to say. But he took a breath again and looked back at her. “With the way we are, should we let it stop there?”

[dellanebbia]

She was unable to frown, really, since her feelings for the male that held her in his arms was in front of her. She's never felt this happy since Mukuro-sama had come and seen her in the future or that time when he had allowed her to essentially fight for the Vongola Decimo. And now, a feeling that was different from anything she had ever felt before bloomed from her chest and out, overflowing with affection and happiness toward the stoic male. All she wanted to do was that they stay like this...

The gentle smile that appeared on his face then only continued to make her swell with a happiness that she now could not describe. It was overwhelming and it only filled her with glee to know that he was able to make such an expression. Least to say, it was picture perfect and Chrome never wanted this to end.

His head lowered itself in response to her words, pressing his own lips to her own cheek just like she had when she had confessed to him only moments ago. A giggle was heard as she gently tightened her hold on him before easing off, loosely holding onto him before burying her face into his chest again, a shiver crawling over her as she realized that it was cold, but she wasn't the least bit bothered by it. When his own hold on her loosened, she pulled away enough to peer questioningly up at him.

Another promise? She was a little confused by what he meant when he continued, letting him finish before she allowed her confusion to be voiced. But she nodded when he mentioned that they both made one another happy and that was something that she could no longer deny. After all, the very thought of him had made her heart only swell a little more in happiness at the thought. She was still a little in bewilderment that he... he loved her too! He seemed a little unsure though, a little uncertain until he spoke up a query that made her tilt her head.

"What... do you mean, Oreki-san?" she asked softly, a little hesitant herself. Her hands gripped him a little tighter again. "I... I don't want it to stop... I never... I don't... I wouldn't... want to... stop..." she bowed her head, "... I don't want to stop... making you happy... Oreki-san." She pulled him close to her, embracing him entirely as her chin rested on his shoulder to look up toward the sky while the rest of her was pressed against him. "But... I'm... just happy right now that... you... are happy too."

However, it was around that moment when the teacher had appeared. The sun had apparently set now and now it was time to head in. The teacher looked surprised to see them here but crossed her arms, "It's time to head in for a little check before you guys set off again to whatever you guys wanna do on this trip."

Chrome pulled away from him at that moment, heading down toward the stairs as the teacher watched them with almost a critical eye before Chrome turned and momentarily flashed him one of her smiles. But her hand never left and she had apparently taken the opportunity to reach for his hand, linking her fingers with his own as she guided him back to the lodge.

[dellanebbia]

Keeping Warm

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He felt her head move as she looked up at him, looking curious at what he had said. When she questioned him, his mind had already began to put the pieces together. That the core of each emotion that he had came from her, that he was happy to be with her now, to remind her that she was still important to him, how he’s grown to care for her, he wanted to tell her this. But as all reveals went, they had to be worded for understanding. But he only bit his tongue. This hesitation, that would not let him stray from the lifestyle he had which kept everything manageable, was what he wanted to be able to get rid of this moment. This boundary felt like it was one sided, because even now he couldn’t spit it out. How familiar this felt…

As she said that she understood, his head rose up to see her expression. Her gaze lowering was disheartening, and a feeling of fear came up. Was it what he meant, or something about herself? Just as he put everything together, had he done wrong again? The closer he seemed to getting an answer, the more it seemed like he was incorrect. But Chrome put her hands to his chest, she spoke to the thump of his heart, the core if his fear. Her pause allowed more time for him to assume, until she spoke up. Whispered words that he could only describe as bright red, causing the grey boy to resort back to his state of shock. His hand let go of her head and he could only stare at her, seeing her face getting closer to his. His eyes were wide as she reached up and left a soft kiss on his cheek.

But she backed away with her arms now back to her sides, space between them now. Though she gave a smile, she couldn’t seem to be able to say anymore, as if the damage had been done. In an instant, Chrome left around the corner and gone from the silence and the moment they had, and he felt something drop in him. Still, Houtarou could only stand there in the aftermath of her actions. His mind couldn’t assess what just happened, until he reached up and touched his cheek. Chrome said that she understood what he meant, and that she loved him. The feelings didn’t flutter then, but they submerged him under until he knew he couldn’t escape. Oddly enough it didn’t smother him, but Houtarou felt the relief as he understood. Instead everything urged him to stop her, to hold her close again, and, his fingers clutching, admit that he loved her. At this point it was useless to avoid coming to that conclusion. It was there and he ignored it and wouldn’t say it, and now she left.

So much for a quiet lifestyle. The boy let his hand fall and pulled himself back together to find Chrome. He started around the corner, much quicker than he thought was possible for him, and headed back to the glassed room. It was particularly cold near the doors, and no one sitting appeared to have come from the outside for a while. Since she had run off, he assumed Chrome would try to go where she thought he wouldn’t. At first he was hurt from her sudden retreat, but as he thought about it more, it didn’t seem like something she wouldn’t do. Now that he thought about it, from what she’s told him before, she was reluctant to get close to people. Quite possibly, he remembered, with the belief that they’d leave her. I said I wouldn’t… Her pained face stuck in his head made it a bitter recollection.

With that much, he opened one of the doors, cringing a bit from the cold air surrounding him, but walked outside and shut the door. Houtarou shivered again and buried his hands in his pockets From here, he wasn’t exactly sure which direction to go, and couldn’t rush since the ground had several ice patches. He looked up at the sky, seeing the colors mix into a purple as the sun lowered. The pale colors were soothing, this spot a good perspective to look up, covered mostly from the trees and additions of the lodge. Near by, a trail led to a set up stairs, the signs seemed to call it a spot for observing the slopes and the sky.

He ascended up the stairs, taking careful steps all while keeping his eyes fixed at the top of the stairs. At the top, he spotted something at the end of the plateau. Realizing what he was about to go into, he began to feel nervous again. Houtarou took a breath before he called, “Dokuro, I understand!” The cold made his breathing visible, even little more so. He walked closer to her. Without thinking anymore, he reached out and pulled her back to him, an arm around her shoulders and another holding her head back to his chest. The cold didn’t hit him now. “I’m sorry I didn’t say, but I do understand. And Dokuro, I…” He closed his eyes, keeping himself together, and spoke, “I love you. And I won’t leave those whom I love.” The words fell so calmly that he didn’t think he actually said it. Like he only thought of it and it defied belief that it would become a voice. Houtarou believed it was a mere image again that would turn back to a simple, quiet moment in time.

[dellanebbia]

The first place she had gone to, the first place she had run away to was the outside. Knowing how Oreki-san was, he wouldn't willingly come chasing after her in the snow, especially since it had just snowed, making running through something so freshly fallen was difficult. The cold air greeted her and all she could think about was running... far away from her selfish desire to hold herself close to the male that she had gotten close to overtime. She didn't want to drag him down, to come and help her from the problems that she herself had almost escaped from.

Her eye darted around outside and eventually made her way up the stairs that overlooked the slopes and the otherwise view of the mountain... high enough that it could see the horizon in the distance to see the fading sun. Someone had apparently been wise enough to figure out that it'd be popular and the stairs were gratefully cleaned away for someone to climb up it. Now at the top, she gripped the railing and her gaze became lidded. Why had she confessed such thoughts to someone? Why when she very well knew that it'd eventually be taken away from her.

When it came to things like this, she didn't know what she ought to do. This feeling was something she had been battling for such a long time, to say otherwise that she had been succeeding would mean she was almost lying to herself. While it had been quite a long time since she's seen either of the Vongola Guardians and her dear Mukuro-sama, she had left them behind for the sake of coming to Bunkyo, to begin anew. While she had been accepted among them as one of their own, it never did necessarily tackle the problems she felt at home.

Chrome could see her breath in the air, a cloud against the chill of the air. It only took a few more minutes of silence and her own thinking until his voice rang out toward her. Alarmed, her head shot up and toward him, releasing the rails as she stepped away. Whatever it was that he said, whatever it was that he had wanted to say, she only felt fear of rejection, of that denial to shove her aside for anyone who was that precious to her. She had felt it once, and never wanted that feeling again. Backing away, she wasn't expecting for him to reach his arm out and taking hold of her as her face was now into the warmth of his chest again.

She wanted to pull away, Chrome wanted to run away, not yet ready to hear the words he had to say but he said them so calmly, so... She stopped pushing just as he said that he understood and had momentarily paused to take a breath to whisper something she had thought that he wouldn't dare say, having since he wanted to stick to that grey life that he had told himself he had wanted so long ago. Again, that burning sensation came to her eye and this time, she was unable to stop the tears as they fell.

He... He returned it! He... did understand!

Choking back a sob, she wrapped her arms around his torso and held him tightly, squeezing him in her embrace... partially it was because she was in disbelief and another because it was in relief that he did understand what it was that the both of them apparently had been experiencing. Her voice muffled, she only seemed able to say his name, over and over again, "Oreki-san... Oreki-san... Oreki-san!" A few minutes passed before she finally managed to say things other then his name, this time, she let go enough to able to look up and face him. A beautiful smile had graced her features then, tinted by the blush and the setting colors of the sun.

"I really love you, Oreki-san!" It almost felt like her heart had burst free, freed from insecurity and the worry that he would leave her. No, he wouldn't and he had promised. Even more then that, he had returned the feelings that she had held so dearly and so precious to her, thinking that he may very well not hold the same kind toward her. The tears flowing freely, she could barely contain the feelings of happiness within herself from it to appearing on her face.

[hardworkingnanamin]

A Curious Visit || Chrome & Nanami

Ever since Nanami arrived at Bunkyo, one of her main priorities is to look for part-time jobs. Considering the lack of her parents’ financial support, she would have to figure her way out to meet her daily needs. It became a habit for her to look through flyers and announcement boards, looking for any potential job offers she could take up. She’s not exactly talented in any field, so she had limited options.

One particular day, her eyes caught the sight of a flyer of a maid cafe, which continued to fill up her mind ever since. The image of the girls wearing frilly maid costumes, they just looked… cute. She wondered if she would look as cute wearing them. A part of her insisted that it’s a silly idea, but she couldn’t help but to wonder. Days passed by and began considering to apply a job as a maid. The flyer didn’t specifically said they’re hiring, but perhaps she could give it a try. Although she wasn’t sure if she could do it. It’s embarrassing. 

Day by day, the girl grew curiouser and curiouser.

Until one day the curiosity took her over and she finally came to the address written on the flyer. Is this really a good idea? She hesitated. Isn’t it weird for a girl to come to a maid cafe all by herself? Usually they’re for some bunch of forever alone guys, right? She started thinking if she should head home, but she already came all the way there. At least she wanted to see what it’s like to be a maid, and see the adorable outfits with her very own eyes.

Not wanting the curiosity to bug her any longer, Nanami finally opened the door and entered the building. She hoped she won’t get to regret this.

[dellanebbia]

Chrome Dokuro had worked at this cafe for quite a long time now, and can now be considered one of the veteran maids that worked at this cafe. So that meant that she had become quite the popular favorite for the regular customers that paid their visits to the quaint little cafe. While her personality was still that shy-like girl that she was, she was now accustomed to how their patrons treated her and one might say that she was slowly growing up, becoming something a little different then what she was a few years ago.

While she had no idea what she might become like in a few years time, when she is considered an adult, for now, she was content with thinking of the present and was content with how things were. While she was sad that she had left her friends at home, back in another city, she had no minded coming out here for a new start, to begin anew with her own independence and strength.

The door bell rang, signaling the entrance of a new customer... or rather, master or mistress. "... W-Welcome, Mistress!" Chrome greeted the girl, who was also petite form with her long brown locks tied up into a ponytail behind her head. She seemed inquisitive and gently so, Chrome shifted her head down, "How many...?" Hm, she doesn't believe she's seen the girl from anywhere before, which led Chrome to believe that she may just be a new patron to the cafe.

The cafe was slow today, with only one other customer in the corner that had another maid serving him at the moment. The other maids were off cleaning or preparing for the little dinner rush that was soon to come. That left just Chrome to help attend to the incoming flow of people that may or may not come in.

[dellanebbia]

brb. dying.

[dellanebbia]

Keeping Warm

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Bringing her with him, Houtarou tried to sort out the thoughts clouding his mind and trifling with his emotions. What sense was to be made of them, and why? The anxious feelings wouldn’t leave and felt as if they were sitting in his core, making him feel sick. Having not known the lodge, he had no idea where he was leading the two of them. At least this area they were entering was quieter.  It had to be that headache coming back, it wouldn’t leave him at ease at all. This was a bad idea coming here—

“Oreki-san!”

The third call of his name was the only one he heard. Chrome raised her voice and broke through his thoughts. He wasn’t expecting this kind of reaction from her, and only then noticed that she pulled her hand out of his grasp. She…hasn’t done that before. Houtarou turned to her then, and he truly had no idea what she was going to do. Instead, she outstretched her arms and pulled him close to her into a hug. Those feelings fluttered in him and shattered any remaining trace of his collected shell. “D-Dokuro?!” He said, his voice rising in shock at her surprising actions. Houtarou wanted to ask what she was doing and why. But all of his rushing thoughts hushed when he heard the soft words muffled, seeing her bury her face in his chest.

“… I… I’m sorry… I won’t ask that of you anymore.”

As she spoke, his shock was replaced with concern, and his body gradually relaxed at the close contact. Chrome’s actions became less of a reaction and more of an attempt to comfort him, he realized. The feelings still remained, but stopped making him feel uneasy and just…warm. Chrome always could do that, the girl whose touch was careful and light was instead tightened firmly around him.

He listened and acknowledged how Chrome was confessing more to him, that he couldn’t break away and handle this later now. Doing that only benefited him and left Chrome alone without warning. Even so, running away from the situation only put another one right in his face, and it wasn’t getting easier. But he didn’t wasn’t expecting this. That her concern would worry him, and happiness would find it’s way back to him. She cared about him, and before he could understand. Oh Dokuro, He thought with his eyes lowering, and his hand reaching up to hold the back of her head. He lightly stroke Chrome’s violet hair with his thumb. I really have been selfish, haven’t I… 

The tangled thoughts unraveled as Houtarou assessed this situation, they made revelations that he himself wouldn’t face. (It seemed like letting Chrome help him would calm the uneasiness he could get stuck into, but he assumed he couldn’t ask so much of her.) If he was going to get rid of the thoughts in his head and the concern of the girl clinging to him, he had to speak up. Words were doomed to fail him as he began to feel his heartbeat a bit louder and louder.

Trying never hurt, though. “Dokuro, I would say that you can say you’re sorry when it’s actually necessary, but I probably should too.” He repeated the familiar phrase. Houtarou watched the head nuzzle against him, it’s attempts to come closer to him in any way. And he fulfilled it, holding her head close and ducking his own near hers. “Don’t believe that, it’s not what it is. I don’t feel bothered, not by you or whatever you’re feeling, I’ve said so.” His tone lowered to a soft voice, meaning it only for her to hear. “I may not feel things as strongly as others, but I know how that feels. Even if I don’t understand it yet.”

[dellanebbia]

He slowly began to relax under her touch, her embrace and she could feel the tension that he had only moments ago began to ease their way out of him. She couldn't tell what it was that he was thinking about, didn't dare look up to see the expression that was on his features now for the fear that he may very well reject her. But, she could hear his steady heart beat beginning to beat a little faster, louder... why, she couldn't understand or it was rather that she couldn't see why his heart would race until she felt the gentle stroke of his thumb against her hair.

He began to speak, uttering words that he had said before and she felt the familiar sensation of a burning in her eye as she could feel the tears begin to well up once more. She didn't want to bother him, never did she ever want to feel that she had burdened him when she had already done so to Mukuro-sama. A sigh would be felt when his hand moved to lower his head toward her own, continuing to listen as his voice softened.

Part of her wanted to question him, to ask him why he was doing what he was doing, but his words of how he didn't feel bothered by the emotions she kept displaying toward him. Was it all right? But... here he was, in her arms, with him so close that she could very well pull him into her... right into where her heart resided. However, did she want to pull him there? Did she want to bring him in where all of that darkness resided that she had carefully kept tightly reigned in? Chrome squeezed him a little more as he continued, his voice a soothing timbre that calmed her rather frayed nerves.

However, one statement left her confused. How did what feel? She gently pulled away to peer questioningly at him. "... How what feels, Oreki-san...? Understand what?" Her hands squeezed the back of his shirt when she felt her heart clench at what he was mentioning toward and suddenly, everything fell into place as her eye widened in surprise and realization. That's why... Ah, so... this was what it felt like... the feeling that caused the girls around her in class to giggle and blush whenever that important person came near. It would explain why her heart was racing almost a mile a minute inside her chest, how it beat so loudly against her ears.

Her eye looked down at that moment, especially since it had just dawned on her. Closing her eye before she took a heavy, ragged breathe, "... I... understand... Oreki-san. I—" she paused when she noted once more, of what it was that she was doing, that she was allowing herself the self-indulgence to do this... to selfishly tell him what she had only moments ago realized. She placed her hands on his chest, opening her eye partial way to stare at his shirt before breathlessly saying, "... I... I love you, Oreki-san." She leaned forward and gently placed her lips against his cheek before she pulled herself away, barely within arm's reach. She smiled, briefly as if pained, "I... I don't... I..." She turned away and ran, quickly disappearing around the corner.

[dellanebbia]

Keeping Warm

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The two walked by one of the large rooms of the lobby area. When Chrome called him, Houtarou looked over to see a window take up the back wall of the hotel, so people inside could watch as skiers flew by. Some with equipment were inside to thaw out from being inside during the morning. She went over and peered outside, her hands pressing the glass that was almost iced on the other side, and he remained near the entrance to take in their surroundings. The boy thought of how he hasn’t been able to see her in such a simple setting, and took the moment to observe her from where he stood.

Through the faint reflection he could see from the glass, she looked mesmerized by the snow-covered outside. Chrome was blessed with a fragile form that matched the gentle nature of the girl. A sparkle in one eye, he has practically forgotten that he only showed one, as it revealed much about her already. Thoughts and emotions behind a single amethyst iris.Then he heard some voices near where he was, rather enthusiastic ones that broke through his trance. Houtarou looked toward the direction with light curiosity to some speaking up in English and noticed that they watched where Chrome was. There were only bits and pieces he could translate, but the tones of the speech especially, he started to understand. A frown found its way onto his face, with grumbling thoughts like don’t even think of bothering her, you don’t know her came into his head. Something about their gawking over her bothered him, he couldn’t even shake it off easily. He walked closer to where she stood so he didn’t have to hear it. Less of it, maybe.

He went back to her as Chrome turned to him, but hesitated when he saw the expression on her face, seemingly out of nowhere while the scowl on his disappeared. The question she gave with a quietening voice, still worrying herself over him for no reason. He still didn’t see why he had to worry her so much, it seemed inevitable. As her gaze fell to the floor, he stood there in front of her, silent. If anything, I should be asking you the same question. No, it wasn’t that he minded, but it made him feel embarrassed as well, with that bit of uneasiness that he noticed earlier. It was happening again, every time she had a certain emotion to her face or in a tone of her words, it found a way onto him as well. Things couldn’t be simple to deal with, it seemed.

Houtarou approached to stand next to her then, only able to see the top of her head, her gaze on the floor. “I don’t mind it, Dokuro.” He spoke to the glass in front of them, gradually getting lower as he voiced his thoughts. “It’s not very new to be, being like that.” Houtarou took a sip of the coffee and added, still looking away from her and fixed on the falling snow outside. “And with you here, I don’t see how I can be unhappy right now.” While that was true, it raised a question in him, as he tried to consider answering her question seriously so she wouldn’t have to worry about it. Was he happy, it wasn’t an answer that came to his head, but an alternative to the question that he couldn’t voice, lest she would misunderstand. But this alternative that came with a wave of anxiety that was beginning to overwhelm him. A deep breath being the only sound he made in reaction to it.

His finger tapped against the cup in his hands, this area around all these people with this conversation was beginning to make him feel fidgety. “Let’s keep looking around, it’s too loud in here.” He decided in a oddly steady tone, pulling his eyes away from the window. His headache felt like it was coming back through the thoughts in his head. He just needed more silence than what this room had, almost tempted to get away from Chrome again, but figured it would be worse on him. Instead he reached for her hand, quick but holding her gently, noting to be careful not to seem as anxious as he felt.

He secured it to lead them out, away from the voices he could barely understand, and yet decided he didn’t like, and the cold that threatened to bring back his earlier sickly feelings. Even though the boy couldn’t bring himself to look at her right now, he didn’t want to be without her.

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For a moment, silence enveloped them, causing Chrome to only wonder what it was that was going through that mind of his. He had always seemed complex, his mind always seemed to be thinking about something and sometimes, she didn't even exactly understand what it all meant, but she knew better and was grateful that he even showed a little bit of change whenever he allowed it to appear on his features. And every time he allowed even an inkling to appear on his face, she always felt... happy that she could see them, try as he might to hide them.

He moved to stand beside her then, looking up toward him just as he turned away. Oreki-san started to speak, his voice dropping lower and lower as he sounded to... admit his thoughts. Suddenly, she felt grateful that he had agreed with her and that he wasn't at all bothered by her rather sporadic emotions (even though it's just mostly in front of him rather then anywhere and anyone else.) But what surprised her was his further admission that he wasn't at all unhappy with her beside him and somewhere, once more, that little fluttery feeling returned to the pit of her stomach. No, she didn't dare think that way, didn't dare want to go there since...

And then, she continued to observe his thinking, and how concentrated he seemed to be when in such deep thought. Suddenly, the urge to reach forward and to touch him, and to pull him out of those thoughts of his to bring him back to her momentarily overwhelmed her as her hand reached up toward his cheek before her hand abruptly stopped and she withdrew it, holding it close to her chest. Was it wrong that she only wanted to continue touching Oreki-san? Was it wrong that she wanted to keep him to herself? Was it wrong that she wanted to... just... hold him close?

“Let’s keep looking around, it’s too loud in here.”

It sounded surprisingly calm and all Chrome could do was blink in surprise as he glanced around the room. Anywhere but... And then his fingers reached for her own, holding her hand once more as they were moved quickly out of the room and toward another place and as she would suspect, somewhere quieter. He seemed almost paler, almost unnaturally calm. Even though he wasn't looking at her, she was beginning to dislike this side of him... this side that wouldn't look her...

He eventually led her to a very quiet part of the lodge, quiet and away from all the noise that were called guests and English speaking people. It was a quiet room that had the beautiful view overlooking the horizon and the vast area of green the receded into the distance. Her voice had been quiet at first, had been painfully muted but still, she tried to speak out, "... Oreki-san... Oreki-san... Oreki-san!" By the time she had spoken his name a third time, her voice was just a touch bit higher then her inside voice, but still lower then that of a shout. At the same time, she pulled her hand away from his hand for the first time, almost hissing at the loss of contact.

He only had just enough time to turn and react accordingly to her sudden change before her arms reached out and wrapped themselves around his torso. She buried her face into his chest once more, hiding from view just as she could feel her arms brush gently against the wall that lined the room, now secluding them away from everyone else. Her voice was muffled then, "... I... I'm sorry... I won't ask that of you anymore. I... I don't want to make you uncomfortable... You don't have to answer... I... I just want you to know that... you..." She nuzzled against his chest before gently squeezing him, "... make me... so... so very happy... So please... d-don't... look away from me like that... D-Don't..."

[dellanebbia]

Question for Mun: Sieg-Hart or Jellal.. who's better?

WH-WHY WOULD YOU DO THIS TO ME. WHY. WHHHHHHYYYYYY?! Omg. You cruel-hearted anon. WHY. OMG. I DON’T KNOW. I HONESTLY DON’T KNOW fjeiwofjoew -sobs-

Okay, -coughs- but on a serious note, I don’t know. Sieg-hart had his own beautiful merits of being one of my favorite characters and Jellal is getting to the point of being up there. I like the self-conflict that Jellal currently has and Sieg is sexy and awesome in his own right and plus gives me waves of nostalgia. SO NO, I CANNOT DECIDE WHo IS BETTER. :I ASK ME WHEN I FINISH REREADING RAVE MASTER.

[dellanebbia]

Your Chrome is adorable. I love her a lot and I can't help but feel pain in my chest when she is sad. You can draw me in with so many emotions. And of course she and Oreki are cute. Your writings are great and you get so in character it is amazing.

Thank you very much, strange anon. I don’t know who you are, but you’ve been going around to every kind of muse and complimenting them on whatever it is that makes them their muse. And I am glad that whatever I write invokes the pain in your chest because I certainly do when I write the replies. She’s a very vivid character who has yet to understand many things, and her relationship with Houtarou Oreki is one of those things that is going to be a constantly changing, beautiful thing.

And pffft! Yes, they are. xD And thank you very much! I am glad I am still in character with Chrome omfg because often times, I wonder how do I write Chrome when I’ve been away from her for awhile. But again, thank you for thinking so! ;A; I hope I continue to reach your expectations with my writings of Chrome. ;w;

[dellanebbia]

Does the mun have any character in mind that they would pick up as a muse in the future? If so, why? Would you prefer they be in the group setting or as an indie?

Ah well, I’ve already answered this on the other muse of mine. Please refer here for the whole thing because I ain’t typing out all of it again. x_x; I am rather ambitious so in the near future, I’d like to RP as Lelouch though.

Why because I find him hilariously smart and to RP a guy who isn’t very athletic but is rather intelligent gets me curious. And I think he would be better in a group setting then as an indie. x3

[dellanebbia]

Is there any particular thing the mun would like to see/happen in a thread for their muse?

Well, I’d like to see several things happen in my threads with my muse. One is that she eventually meets all of the Vongola guardians in this AU’ed verse. I mean, due to the background I have set up for her, she doesn’t know or is associated with Tsuna and the rest of them like normal. While she is associated with Mukuro and the others of the Kokuyo gang, it’s because I tried to be canon while still doing AU at the same time… Like, does that make sense? But otherwise yeah, I’d love for her to meet everyone else.

Another thing is that I’d love to see either Houtarou or Chrome realize that they do indeed have feelings for one another. While Houtarou is more inclined on reaching it, Chrome will not be thinking she does for she does not understand her own feelings all that well. (She doesn’t have very many female friends or rather, any at all.) But yeah, so those are the two I’d like to see happen? x3

[animeunleashedrpconfessions]

I CAN’T WAIT FOR MORE HOUTOME! CHROME AND OREKI ARE ADORABLE AND THE MUNS ARE FABULOUS AND I LOVE THAT SHIP TO DEATH!!!!!! - submitted by heiseiholmes

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[animeunleashedrpconfessions]

[dellanebbia]

 I want to thank the new and the old mods for all of their dedication and hardwork that they’ve put in so far into the group. Since I was an old member, I love all the new changes! It’s more complex, informative and beautiful to look at. I look forward to all the future ideas and events that you guys have in store for us. KEEP UP THE AWESOME WORK, OKAY. - chrome—dokuro

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