Author's Note: First off, I would like to say this is my first attempt at writing a fan fiction of any sort; so all opinions and reviews are welcome, be it bad or good. Secondly, this story is HEAVILY based off Saeth the Wicked's Crimson Blue. I was so intrigued by her writing that I instantly became hooked. Sadly when I saw the last update date, it seemed to me as if the story was dead. I decided to pick up where she left off and to finish up the story with my own reinterpretations of it. The beginning chapters will be virtually similar to what Saeth the Wicked has written until I get to the point where I can start adding to the plot liberally. I hope you guys will enjoy reading it and don't forget to check out Saeth the Wicked's Crimson Blue!
Chapter 1: "It isn't any of my business"
The heavy bass drops and the flashing of purple strobe lights merely serve to disorientate John's head. Why do people like this place so much? John thought to himself.
"Come on man, stop dawdling around and help me out! Look at the way that asari moves her hips. You think I have a chance with her?" Thomas suddenly said.
John only shook his as he looks at Thomas with wry amusement. Thomas was a stout man, average by all standards: white male with short black hair neatly trimmed to fit C-Sec regulations. He was more of an acquaintance than a friend to John as they have only known each other for 6 months since John's return from the Alliance military and subsequent transfer to C-Sec.
"I think you have better chances sleeping with a varren with the way you're drooling over that table Thomas" John joked as he slapped his hand on Thomas's back.
"Hey! I thought you were supposed to be my wingman. It's not every day that we get to head down to Flux to relax, don't ruin it for me man." Thomas protested.
"Sorry, I couldn't help it; you always talk about getting in bed with those aliens so much that I'm starting to worry about you having a xeno fetish," said John with a smirk on his face.
Their conversation quickly subsided as Jane came into John's peripherals. He noticed how her straight red locks were intensified by the purple strobe lights. She grabbed John's hands by the wrists and started pulling them towards herself in an attempt to pull him up to his feet.
"Come on boys, I thought we were going to dance; not sit around checking out the girls," Jane quipped.
John delicately untangled himself from Jane's grip and said, "Sorry Jane, not tonight. I think I had one too many drinks and you know how ridiculous I look out there. You go have fun, better yet, take Thomas with you instead."
Jane's green eyes stared back into John's eyes with disapproval as she started to pout her lips. Her cheeks started to puff into a chubbiness similar to that of a blowfish. Damn, why does she have to be so adorable? John thought to himself. He quickly gave his mind a mental punch to push those thoughts out of his head as Jane finally resigned and said, "Fine, be that way John. You better not leave by yourself again without me like last time or you're not getting dinner tonight."
Jane reluctantly turned around and walked back to her asari friend. They continued dancing to the rhythmic beats of the music as John watched.
"I wish I was as lucky as you John, I mean, come on. You live in the same house as her and she even cooks for you. What more can a guy ask for?" Thomas said with mock jealousy.
John couldn't help but agree with his friend's teasing. "Yeah, I'm one god darn lucky bastard huh?" John replied.
"Ok, cross the asari off the list, you think I have a chance with Jane? I mean after all, she is your sister. You know her best," Thomas said.
John quickly corrected him, "Step-sister," and as he glanced back at Jane he sternly replied, "I wouldn't know, it isn't any of my business".
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