You reach into the bag and almost instantly your fingers close around something that clamps onto your thumb.
"OW!!" You exclaim, jumping back from the bag.
Looking to see what happened, you realize that Allen's golden golem Timcampy is still attached to your thumb.
Quickly you shake it off and look to the white haired exorcist that caught it.
"Allen?" You ask, your heart racing slightly with nervousness and unease. The boy was like a brother to you. You didn't want to do anything with him.
...Did you?
The white haired exorcist shook his head in confusion. "No, I didn't put Timcampy in there."
It was your turn to be confused. "Then who--?"
"Boy, do I love this game!" A familiarly deep voice came from the doorway. You looked and your eyes widened to find General Cross of all people standing in the doorway with a lecherous grin upon his face.
Immediately Allen growled and stood in front of you protectively. "There is no way in hell I'm allowing you two to be alone together for seven minutes." He snapped, glaring at the red headed man that was walking towards you.
Without saying a word, Cross reached into his coat and slapped a thick book of bills and debts into Allen's face. The white haired exorcist took one look and fainted on the spot, muttering numbers as the others rushed to revive him.
You reached down to help, but was swiftly pulled into the closet.
The doors shut, leaving you and the general in darkness and after a moment Krory's soft voice called out: "S-seven minutes starting now, I guess..."
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As your eyes adjusted to the dark, you see Cross smirk and make his way towards you.
Quickly, you put your hands up in a defensive pose, ready to activate your innocence if necessary. You shut your eyes in anticipation, but when no form of sexual assault or harassment met you, you slowly opened them again.
Cross was leaning against the opposite wall with an amused smirk on his face and a cigarette in his mouth. His arms were crossed over his broad chest and you could hear him begin to chuckle.
"Do you really think so badly of me?" He chuckled, brushing red hair away from the masked side of his face and fixing his glasses. "You're cute, but a little too young for me."
Your cheeks begin to flame red in embarrassment. "W-well Allen always s-says--"
"Trust me, I know what that ungrateful apprentice of mine has to say about me." He cut you off as he reached into his coat yet again and pulled out a small bottle of what you thought was labeled as vodka.
The man didn't even cringe as he downed a third of it's contents in a single gulp.
Slowly, you lowered your defenses. "If you're not as bad as you say, then why do you make him believe you're the villain?"
Cross grinned widely as he finished downing another third of the bottle. "If something happens to me, I don't want him to mope and try to bring me back like he did with his foster father, Mana."
Your eyes widened as you realized that General Cross was actually a good man who cared for his apprentice enough to make Allen hate him just in case.
"Now, knowing my apprentice he'll probably wake up any second now and won't wait the entire seven minutes." Cross muttered, glancing at a watch on his wrist.
Sitting down on the floor, the general then pulled you down onto his lap and winked. "Sorry, but I have a reputation to uphold!"
He wrapped his arms around you and brought your face close to his the moment the doors to the closet slammed open.
"MASTER!!" Allen roared. "SHE'S UNDERAGE!!"
Your cheeks were pink as the white haired boy pulled you away from the general and into his arms protectively.
Cross sighed and stood with a grin. "It was fun while it lasted." He said with a shrug, walking out of the closet and towards the door. With one last wink in your direction, the general walked out of the room, leaving you with a soft smile on your face and everyone else worried about whatever could have happened.
There's a certain exorcists worried about you now. Care to see what he can do?
