You my Flower

Disclaimer: Everyone here belongs to Lyn, look her up on the search engine. ^^ These characters are from her ULTRASHIBBY fic SailorMoon:Clarity, and you  probably won't understand this unless you read that. WE LOVE YOU LYN! As I said, takes place sometime between ISV and Season 2.

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   "So what you make me hard
   If I was harder now I would crack into a million things
   Things I didn't really need
   Things I didn't really need
   But how I wanted so
   What a nice dream
   Didn't want to wake up
   So I kept it dark all the time
   Dark enough so not to see
   But not as dark as the plans that you have for me" ~ 'You My Flower', The
   Afghan Whigs
 
 

Vinton is a big city. Bigger then it seems.
Plenty of places for me to get my cigs.
Yeah, smoking is bad for me, I know. I don't know why, or when, I started in the first place...
Maybe... it was because of him.
Thankfully, I don't have to think about it long, because there's a knock at the door. Quick. Tense.
Fuck.
I put out my cig quickly. I'd only lit it about half a minute ago.
Damn.
What a waste.
I hope whoever is at the door doesn't notice the smell as I stalk over,  smoothing out my hair. It was never this hard being a fish. You swam around in circles until the nice little savior of the world decided it was time for lunchies and sprinkled some food in your bowl, or decided you were too messy and cleaned it and ya had to stay in the plastic bowl she usually used for popcorn until she was done. Then there was the off-chance that 'god' would decide to come torment you and you really wished you were able to use and gun and it would hurt him. Hair? Cloths? SHOWERS? All trivial to a fish.  Kiera's typical not-quite-scowling-but-damn-close face is there as I open the door. She looks upset.  She ALWAYS looks upset.
"Dinner is going to be ready soon... Are you coming?" She drawls. She sounds like she has better things to do then this. Why didn't she just send Xavier up here to tell me, then?
A dinner with her family, no matter how silent, makes me a little sick.
"No... I... Uh... had a late lunch. A big late lunch." I lie. I actually missed lunch, but I got some of those crappy 75 cent hamburgers from the AM PM down by Kaitlyn's apartment on the way back here.  Kiera obviously sees through this lie.
"...Whatever." She turns, tossing her raven hair back over her shoulder.  "I'll stick the leftovers in the fridge if you get hungry later." And with  that, she's gone. I can only sigh and close the door behind her.
"That poor POOR girl... you're going to break her heart..."
I turn quickly. There he is. The FUCKING prig. I hate him. I HATE him. He ruined my life. I can only sit there and stare for a moment. His eyes. One is blue -like the bright sky- and the other is yellow like a canary at the moment... though I think I see a twinge of purple in the far corner of the yellow one. His hair is too many colors to name, but at least it's not changing right now. Beautiful. It's like silk... Probably even softer. Don't ask me how I know this.  I think I'm blushing.
Why am I blushing? I hate him... I really do... I really... really... do...
"Go away, freak." I spit out. It's instinct. I barely realize what I'm saying until it comes out of my mouth. He just laughs. Probably set reaction. He walks toward me. His hair changes colors as well as his eyes. I think I may have figured out how his hair works. There's a set pattern of colors that stretches across every inch of the universe, or at least this planet. His hair and eyes aren't multicolored... they're just clear. Purely clear so that you can see the colors through them.  Probably not, but if I don't think about something else then I'm gonna get really uncomfortable really soon, because Omnes is quickly invading my  personal bubble. He keeps pushing me back until I'm pinned against the door.  "Oh, I don't think you really meant that..." He purrs, placing his left hand on my hip while his other reaches behind me and locks the door with a quick flick of the wrist.
Why is he locking the door?!
I can't think of much else.
"What... what are you doing?!" I stutter out.
"What does it look like...?" He whispers out huskily, leaning in close. His nose brushes against mine. His lips are unbearably close. I should push him away. I know I should. But when I feel his breath against my lips all my resolve falls away like falling stars. My eyes flutter shut. He's so close I can almost feel it when he smiles. His lips still don't quite touch my own.
"...I'm going to give you a lecture about smoking, young man, it's bad for your health!"
My eyes shoot open as my mouth hangs slack-jawed.
Did... he just...?
Before I realize what I'm doing I punch him right in the gut. I swear, it's because he just got too close to me, really.
Omnes clutches his chest and falls to the ground.
"ARGH! I... I think a rib broke!" He yelps out, curling up tightly.  Now, if I were smart, I would have remembered that I couldn't have hurt Omnes even if I tried. Even on the off-chance I WOULD have been able to hurt him, I CERTAINLY wouldn't have been able to break a rib of his. I don't think he has any ribs to break.
Still, I didn't remember any of this.
I rushed to his side, holding onto him gently.
"Fuck!" I yell out. I'm near panic. Why am I so concerned over his well being? "Show me where it hurts, I might need to take you to a hospital." I say quickly. He turns so that he's lying on his back, grabbing my hand. He holds it over where his heart would be if he were human.
"It hurts here." He whispered.
"Wha... what?!" What is Omnes DOING? Same thing he always does, probably.
"I want you, Jigoku... So much that it hurts... and I know you want me, too." He grabs my shoulders and pushes me to the ground, moving above me. He presses against me. I can feel my body reacting to him. I shouldn't feel this way... "So why don't you just give in to it? I'm tired of playing games, Jigoku..."
"I don't know what the hell you're talking about! Get the fuck away from me, bastard!" I screech out, struggling against him to get away. I don't like people invading my personal bubble. Omnes holds me tightly.
"Don't fight it, Ji... Be with me."
I can feel my resolve failing me. Like back when I was first sentenced to this planet. I'd rather not go into what THEY did to me.
"I told you before, get the hell out!" I yell again, managing to get a hand free. I hit him across the face this time. Hard.
His eyes were wide. He's surprised. Did he not expect that? I've done things like this before. Well... I've never hit him across the face. Never hit him anywhere and really meant it. What have I done? He finally moves. Slowly. Looks at me. I feel like his stare is burning into me. Slowly, he begins to fade. Everything is transparent except for his eyes, though still there.
His voice is strange. Layered, almost. "... I will have you, Jigoku, make no mistake of that. I WILL have you."
And then, he's gone.
I try to keep my knees from shaking as I pull myself up, over to the bed I was sitting at when Kiera first interrupted my cigarette. Where it all may as well have started...I climb up onto it, pulling out my cigarettes from under my pillow. I grab my lighter from my nightstand. Another cigarette. I promised myself no more then two a day. I don't wanna get addicted. I had one on my way back from Kait's this morning. Does this make it three? I had to stop so soon with my last one, so it doesn't count, does it? I'll stop this one before I finish it to even it out.
 ...Crap, all that shit sounds so trivial now. All I can think about is him.
The way he makes me feel. He makes me FEEL. Maybe that's it. The only other person to make me feel was Kaitlyn and... crap... she's like the mom I never  had. Omnes is... different. He's so infuriating. I wanna wipe that stupid self-satisfied grin off his stupid, stupid face... I hate him. I hate when he's around me. And yet...I'm really disappointed that he's gone.

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