hehe, i had to try my hand at a crackfic, so here it tis'! i got this from my boyfriend actually, even tho he doesnt kno it. let's just say one of my favorite things about him is portrayed in this story. you'll get it by the end. hope it's at least somewhat funny :)

total OOCness here, btw, but that's what crackfics are all about lol!

"I don't want to hear your apologies, Michael. After everything you've done…"

Michael's gaze was at the floor as he patiently listened to Sara's justified rage. He stood on the sidewalk in front of her apartment building, not ten feet from her, had been doing so for nearly 15 minutes, and so far had managed to get out "Sara, I'm sorry…".

He knew if he could just get her to notice it, if he could just get close enough, he could eliminate her anger in a second. But every time he walked towards her, she backed away.

He cursed under his breath. Lincoln and Sucre had SWORN this would work. If it didn't, he was going to kill Sucre, and throw Lincoln in his own makeshift prison cell.

"Sara, if you would just…"

"NO, Michael! After all of the lies, all of the manipulation, and especially after driving me back into my old….habit….I don't want to hear anything from you! I just got out of the hospital, I'm tired, please, just leave me the hell alo------wow, Michael….you smell…. good……really good."

During her rant, he'd finally closed the distance….and he was pleasantly stunned at her reaction.

"Oh? Thanks. Do you like---"

Before he could even get the word "it" out, the temperamental red-head was wrapped completely around his body, legs and all.

Her head buried in his neck, she inhaled…and inhaled…and kept inhaling.

"I'll…take that as a 'yes'. Um….Sara? People are starting to stare at us. And seeing as how you have my shirt in a death-grip, I'm thinking maybe I'll just….take you inside."

A quick nod and mumbled "Mhmm" was Sara's only response.

Michael turned toward the door of the apartment, took a solid hold of the woman who was apparently getting high off of him, and looked up at the sky.

"The inventor of "AXE" is a god."