Disclaimer: I do not own Kamikaze Kaitou Jeanne or the rights to the Nina Goddess of Dance song "Cry Die" or else I'd be A.) Very rich, well known, and very loved or B.) A premiere techno artist with fantastic songs. Please do not sue me… I'm a very poor and I'm currently unemployed.

This it the very first Kamikaze Kaitou Jeanne fan fiction I've ever written and I'm sorry for the characters being out of character. (Support Nina Goddess of Dance by downloading her songs for free and legally at www.mp3.com. This fan fic is based off of the manga because I like the storyline for it a lot more than that of the anime.

If you think this story is out of character… and a few of you probably do… it's a fan fic, okay?! O_O!!

Cry Die

By a girl who is poor and unemployed so please don't sue her

It's a serious threat to the world…

There's no room for hesitation…

It was two whole years after the fight with Satan between Heaven and Hell. Everyone was well into their new lives in a world without demons. Maron was no longer lonely because her parents had returned and she has Chiaki's love as well, Miyako was enjoying her life as a college student at the local university, and Yamato was an apprentice for his grandfather in the family business.

Of course, shortly before the battle against Satan Maron had admitted her true feelings to Chiaki… and showed them, as well. The two were a happy engaged couple planning to be married next spring. You could never see Maron walking around town without a smile on her face. What girl wouldn't be happy to soon be marrying a handsome young man like Chiaki Nagoya?

***

It was a clear but cold winter day in the district. The outside was painted white by a swift storm, the streets were glossy with a very thin layer of ice, and the heather in every house and apartment was on warming up the chilly occupants inside. One of these occupants was Maron Kusakabe. Maron was sitting on the couch in front of the TV as she shakily sipped a cup of hot chocolate. Her medium length brown hair was just hanging down below her shoulders because she didn't bother to even style it; hence she had no intentions of going out today. She was wearing a pair of light blue pajamas and a matching robe over it to help keep out some of the cold and to warm her small body. As she watched the glowing screen, a petite brunette weather girl was predicting clear skies for the rest of the day to the middle of the week. Looking out the window, Maron let out a disappointed "Humph!" as she saw a plethora of small white annoyances falling from the sky almost seeming to fill the atmosphere completely. As she looked out to the snow, she couldn't help but to think about her friend Finn. Finn would have enjoyed looking at the beautiful white flakes.

As in life I'm over hurt…

All the time we're living here…

Maron couldn't help but to feel a little depressed thinking about her beloved friend Finn… she knew she would see her again someday, but she didn't know when. She wished she could be there with her right now so she could have someone to talk to since her mom and dad had went out to work for the day. Maron took her attention away from the window and her eyes fell upon the telephone on the stand near the edge of the room. 'I'll call Miyako!' she thought to herself, but she noticed the phone's clock and saw that Miyako would still be in class at this time. Maron would have went, but she didn't dare to go out into the blizzard earlier in the morning. 'I can call Chiaki. He should be on his break by now', Maron thought. She knew how hard Chiaki worked six days a week as a medical student and memorized the time for his break period. She got up from her seat and walks over to the phone. She reached out a shivering, blue fabric draped hand to the phone and picks it up then presses the speed dial for Chiaki's phone number then waits.

"Hello?" Chiaki's voice answered.

"Hi, Chiaki. How was your day so far?" she said in a voice that told she was smiling over the other line.

"Not good and not bad. My assignments have been killing me, but I'm still alive", he lets out a small half-hearted laugh.

"I'm sorry to hear that… I hope your day gets better later on."

"Yeah, me too."

"Listen… do you want to do something later on tonight like dinner?"

"I'm going to have to pass. I have a lot of work to do and it has to be turned in by tomorrow morning", he said in a somewhat colder tone. There was a awkward pause, "Can we reschedule it for another time?"

"Yeah… sure, Chiaki," Maron answered somewhat hurt. It was clear that she was no longer smiling.

"I've gotta get to class. I don't want to be late."

"Okay. Bye, Chiaki… I love you."

"I love you too, Maron" a click was heard. He had hung up.

I wanna die, I wanna cry

I wanna turn around to look

Maron hung up the phone after he did. She just stood there staring at the plain wall for a moment. Why was he acting so… distant? Now that she thought about it, they haven't seen much of each other during the past few weeks. Chiaki wasn't his normal happy-go-lucky self. It was almost as if he were… depressed and no longer Chiaki. This worried Maron as the thoughts sank into her head. What could be making him so depressed? He had been like this ever since he came back from his trip to Kyoto. Perhaps something depressed him when he was there. Whatever it was, she wanted to find out.

She walked away and went into her room to get dressed for the day even though the day was already half over. She looked through her drawers and pulled out a green and off yellow dress. It had long, yet somewhat fluffy shoulder sleeves with spiky ruffles on the top bodice. The skirt of the dress had a off yellow matching "apron" outlined with dark maroon. She closes the drawer, throws off her robe and pajamas and is soon wearing the dress. Maron picks up her sleepwear and places them folded onto her bed then walks out of her room, into the hallway, then into her kitchen.

I won't give up, I won't give in

I live my pain by the book

"I wonder what I should make Chiaki for dinner tonight" Maron said to herself. As she looked around the kitchen, she found a French cookbook titled, Cuisine on the Riviera. Remembering Chiaki's favorite dish, Au Gratin, she starts flipping through the pages looking for a main dish and a few other sides to make for the meal.

***

"Maron! I had to go to class by myself today because you wimped out because of a little blizzard!" the screech of no one other than Miyako was heard from the other side of Maron's apartment door accompanied by banging upon its surface.

"Okay, okay! I'm coming!" Maron shouted from the kitchen. Being Miyako's best friend for so many years, she knew she didn't like to be kept waiting. Maron made a dash to her front door, but as she was about to open it-

"Too late! I got tired waiting", Miyako said at the precise time she swung the door open. She walks through the doorway and says, "You really need to start locking your doors more often. Anyone including me can come through here" she places her hands on her waist and look at Maron slightly annoyed. She sniffs the air, "So, what's for dinner tonight?" she smiles and makes her way to the kitchen.

I wanna die, I wanna cry

I wanna turn around to look

Yes, Maron didn't lock her front door too often, but there weren't any bad people in or around the building so she didn't really worry about it. She walks up to her front door, closes then locks it. She turns around and heads to the kitchen. "Oh, I'm making dinner for Chiaki. He said he's too busy with homework and we can't go out to dinner tonight, so I'm making dinner and bringing it to his place tonight."

Although Miyako and Yamato were an item, she still couldn't help but have some feelings for Chiaki left inside of her. Sometimes it made her feel somewhat bitter hearing about all the things Maron and Chiaki do for each other. Maron loves Chiaki, Chiaki loves Maron… she is Maron's best friend so she felt obligated to put her feelings for Chiaki aside and think of only Maron's happiness. Besides that, she knew it wouldn't be right to be in love with her best friend's fiancé. "That's very thoughtful of you, Maron. I'm sure he'll appreciate it" she said.

"I hope he likes it. He's been working so hard lately" she said before exiting the kitchen into the living room. She sat down on the couch.

Miyako walked out and took a seat next to Maron, "I'm sure he will. He'll love anything you do for him because of how much he loves you."

"Thank you, Miyako" she adjusts herself into a more comfortable position with her right leg crossed upon the other as she leaned back. "So, what did I miss today?"

"You didn't really miss anything. There were so many people absent, the people who actually did show up got extra credit just for being there."

I won't give up, I won't give in

I live my pain by the book…

A large blue sweat drop appears on the back of Maron's head. "I see… I guess I'm lucky then," she says with a small charming laugh.

She let's out a small audible sigh. "You better be there tomorrow… It was so boring in there today with no one to talk to!"

"Sorry, sorry" Maron said still sweat dropping with her eyes closed. Just then, a wall clock chimed the house: it was 5:00.

Miyako looked at the time, "I guess I had better be going… I hope you two have a lovely night" she said while getting up.

"Thanks, I'll see you tomorrow morning then" Maron replied.

"Good night" Miyako said before she exited through the front door.

***

Maron had packed up the food she had just prepared for their dinner in a brown basket. Inside there was a set of white candles, two candle holders, a match booklet, the Au Gratin, Duck au orange, and steamed asparagus. Because she always visited Chiaki every evening when he came home, she had her own key. She walks through the opened door, takes off her shoes, then flips the light switch on. She neatly sets the dining room table placing the candles near the center a few inches apart from each other and the plates one on each side of the table neatly set with the food upon it. Knowing he would be home at any minute, Maron quickly dashes over to the door, standing quietly next to it. She laughs to herself then dims the lights.

The door to Chiaki's apartment opened and light pierced into the dim room. The tall slender figure of Chiaki Nagoya walked in closed the door then took off his shoes. He removes his coat and hangs it on a coat hanger then throws his books on the floor with a loud sigh. As he was about to reach for the light switch, he feels a pair of slender arms wrap around his waist. "Welcome home, Chiaki," it was Maron.

Somewhat startled, he looked behind himself and down at her "Hey, Maron…"

As I wear my new disguise, such a cold situation

And you couldn't realize it's the world we're living in

"Since we couldn't go out for dinner, I decided to bring dinner to you so we could be together tonight. I hope you like it, sweet heart."

He took his gaze off of her and looked up across the room to see the dining room set in a romantic manner; candles, champagne flutes, fine china, the works. He bought Maron forward to caress her lovingly. "Thank you, Maron… it's perfect" then he gave her a short kiss in the lips.

She breaks the kiss, "I'm glad you like it."

"Hey… I'm gonna go freshen up before we eat, okay?"

"All right. I'll wait for you out here then."

"Okay. I'll be sure not to keep you waiting for too long, Maron," he said breaking their loving embrace. He walks off and into the bathroom.

I wanna die, I wanna cry

I wanna turn around to look

'I hope he won't be too long…' Maron thought to herself as she began to walk around the room. 'Oh, I just remembered something!' she thought to herself then dashed into Chiaki's bedroom which was right down the hallway. Walking to the corner she goes up to his large bookshelf and finds her biology textbook and takes it down, but ends up knocking something over. 'What's this?' it appeared to be some kind of journal… she thought it was very odd for Chiaki to keep a journal since she remembered him saying that he doesn't need to write things down about what happens everyday in a little book. Even stranger that it had a red bookmark in between two pages. Her curiosity got the better of her and before she knew it, she was reading.

"I've been so busy lately I've forgotten to write about the best vacation I've ever had in my life. Last month I went on a personal trip I had won to go to Kyoto and stay in the best hot spring resort in this region of Japan…"

'Wait a minute!' she yelled in her mind, 'He told me the best vacation he ever went on was with me the summer of our graduation from the Momokuri Academy when we went to Tahiti together!' She continued to read on:

I won't give up, I won't give in

I live my pain by the book

"I was starting to get a little lonely since I was the only one vacationing so I went to a extended winter festival that was being held in a park. I wanted to be around some people, so… yeah. I was trying to see if there was any one I knew, but there wasn't which wasn't a surprise considering the size of the metropolis. As I was about to just give up and go back to my hotel room, I saw her… a woman a few years older than me who was wearing a white kimono with large red flower prints all around it. There were a lot of people and she ended up getting caught in the crowd. I wanted to get her attention any way that I could. I didn't see her again that day and I decided to just give up. The next day, I saw her again and I got the chance to talk to her and have a conversation. It was the best conversation I've ever had in my life! We had so much in common it was unbelievable. It didn't take me long to realize that I was madly in love with her…"

I wanna die I wanna cry

I wanna turn around to look

Maron couldn't bare the pain anymore; she dropped the book to the floor as she bursted into tears along with screams of pain and agony. She never felt this much pain in her life. Even the pain she was in when her parents abandoned her at such a young age. She threw herself onto his bed as the hot tears streamed from her brown eyes to her now very pale cheek. How could he possibly do this to her? Right now all she wanted to do was die…

I won't give up I won't give in

I live my pain my the book…

That's the end of the first chapter of my song fic. If it's not good then I'm sorry it's not to your liking. I haven't written a fan fic for so long. Any way, please write a review so that I know there are people who are actually reading this. If no one's even reading it, there's no point to me even writing the next chapters, so your reviews do count.