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Beyond Reason

The oneshots are all completely unrelated, though most of them will follow the theme of rare or unusual pairing. I'm doing this because well, I like doing weird things sometimes… doesn't everyone?

Some of them will be AU, some will have an alternate timeline and it's multiple parings… that's an explanation in itself. There will most likely be five of them... or more... I don't know yet.

I.

Assumptions

Jack really didn't know what to call it but the words "arranged romance" came to mind. The Duel King and the world's top model, could everyone possibly think that they were together out of their own free will? There had to be someone pulling the strings from somewhere. He couldn't complain though, not when the public oohed and ahhed at the prospect of Misty Lola hand in hand with Jack Atlas.

At least, that's what he saw in tabloids. And merchandising. And anything else on the side of the street that he occasionally glimpsed at when he was driven to Misty's highly embellished apartment.

Their romance however, was stale. No sex yet, which was something Jack was kind of grateful for, because he didn't know how he would please the experienced 20-something year old model being 18 and having only lewd memories of his days in Satellite.

And not just sex. No kissing either which included anything from the full mouth to mouth to little nips on the cheek. Misty herself was against that. She was an enigma, she had to be for her art. She didn't sell sex in her long flowing dresses; she sold the illusion of it. Or at least, that was what she had told him once.

He wasn't pressured, he just went with the flow of things which would often lead to evenings out together, premiers of some kind, and maybe Galas hosted by Godwin. In the end that was all they had together. And who was he kidding? He and Misty were nothing alike.

Misty sipped her coffee, a faint smile playing out on her face as Jack entered, as if he amused her beyond all reason.

"The coffee would have become cold if I had waited any longer; I hope you don't mind me starting without you."

"Do whatever you want." He said taking a seat across from her.

Misty's slight smile turned into a frown but she kept her composure with that earnest clarity of hers. "Why did you have to meet me here? No one's going to see us."

"Who cares?"

"I just thought you might. I could really care less what they say about us." Her tone wasn't like his apathetic one. She was cooler, colder even. It reminded Jack of a TV program he had seen while flipping channels: the husband and wife having a conversation and neither of them knowing exactly what to say since they didn't understand each other at all, even after all that time, or maybe because of it.

It frustrated him.

Misty could tell. "Well come out with it already."

He had no reservations. "You aren't satisfied with this arrangement and neither am I. Why do you keep agreeing to see me everywhere? It's not working out."

Her frown didn't change. "Well for the publicity obviously."

"Publicity?"

"Of course. Even if I am a top model, I'm nowhere near as popular as you are. Models don't get into nearly as much action as duelists do."

He couldn't tell if Misty was lying to him or not. "That can't be all of it."

Another grin emerged on her lips, this one more cunning than the last. "And who says I'm not satisfied?" Her gaze wandered to him, her eyes sparkling like the jewel on her forehead.

"Well if that's the case," Jack started, but he wasn't quite sure where to continue. He had assumed Misty was as unhappy as he was all this time, that their love was just a show like everything else in his life. Her actually liking him- that was something completely new. He needed to rethink things a little more.

A pause settled over the room in which Misty entertained herself with drinking more of her coffee before placing it down on the little coffee table that separated them. She behaved as if she was all by herself, no one to impress.

"Let me see your palm."

"My what?"

"You do know what a palm is."

He bit back the insult and obeyed, taking off his gloves and showing Misty the object of her sardonic desire.

"Now this is amusing."

"What?"

She held his hand in front of her, not really looking at his palm but at the back of his hand. Under his fingernails where all the dirt and dust lay from riding duel after riding duel and maybe as far back as Satellite. Her touch was obviously smooth for a model's, yet surprisingly her hands were cold even after holding the steaming coffee.

"I don't really like dirty boys you know." A blush dusted his cheeks as she chided him as if she were making fun of a younger sibling. He quickly withdrew his hand, placing it comfortably in the glove it belonged in.

"Enough already. What are you doing this for?"

"I wanted to know if you were in love with me." She spoke dreamily. Her eyes glazed and that smile of hers trembled with excitement.

"Do you have your answer?"

"I won't know until you know." This infuriated Jack. The blush would go away and he could always hide his hands under gloves, but Misty had left her mark. She had outsmarted him- Jack Atlas- had made him almost confess that, although there was no basis to it, he had a little crush on her. And what was worse was there were no rematches in the game of love.

"I-I have to go." He muttered.

"Wait."

"What is it?"

He knew she could tell he was angered, and on top of that impatient, but her smile only widened into a genuine grin. "Come here." She leaned against the coffee table and her hands were quickly on his face, in his hair.

He wanted to pull away but he couldn't. The sensation felt too good from all the weeks- or was it months- of waiting for some kind of physical contact from the woman who was supposedly his girlfriend. "Feel good?"

He nodded.

"It gets kind of lonely here. I hope you'll come visit me again."

He grunted a yes as the woman caressed his hair, dangling her fingertips just close enough to his jaw so that every nerve stood on end, waiting for more. He could get used to it.

Misty is such an enigma… probably because we've only been graced with a few seconds of her backstory as of now. Also, I figured her and Jack would be that famous saying: Lonely at the top.

Let me know what you think. Should I continue doing this?