To this day, Pearl could remember the day Moonstone was born.
Regrettably and something that she would never speak aloud; It was always her most favorite fusion to be apart of.
A large built figure with four tall muscled arms and a well built chest. Long silver hair that glimmered in the moonlight and would fall over its shoulders in long wispy bangs. A large, smooth rock on its head and a pointer, triangle gem just below in the place of its nose. A yellow diamond uniform that was purple and slicked around it's figure.
Four eyes. Two the colour of fresh oranges, two a sky blue.
High cheek bones.
Poised lips.
A star and a triangle messily mashed together.
A voice as sweet as silk, that had a stern masculine undertone to it.
A tongue as sharp as glass
A crossbow that they would form for protection, using their arms to gracefully hold it between their fingers.
A weapon of mass destruction that no gems had formed before
It was on the beach before the temple when they had first formed. On the fourth month of the first year she had been meeting with Jasper.
Jasper had offered her to dance, hand held out to her and her orange eyes carrying a soldem burden.
They had started slow, a mess of limbs tangling between them.
Cold hard nails and fists in burls fighting
Gently they had found a rhythm and Jasper had twirled her around
Her feet had grazed the sand, creating blisters and cuts by Jaspers strength. Marking her as Jaspers and no one elses
But that didn't mean they let their pace stay slow. They did eventually get faster and twirl and twirl and twirl until both her and Jasper's limbs had started to ache.
Again and again again. Jasper had insisted, until they got it right.
Only when the sun had began to rise again had jasper suddenly turned Pearl towards her huskily and stared into her blue eyes.
She knew the homeworld gem must have seen the fear in her eyes. But what worried Pearl the most was that she knew that Jasper definitely saw the acceptance in them as well.
For she had kissed her.
No battling tongues or angry whispers. Jasper would always be the dominant one
And they had fused.
And she, no, they had felt so right
She had never felt the same completeness before in her life. If only getting close to it when she was in Jasper's arms.
Moonstone had been so pleased with herself that she had danced along the shore and into the ocean, a smile on her face.
A cruel sadistic smile
She had told Jasper afterwards that she wanted to tell the others so much of the completeness, the pleasure, the love, the unity, the pure feeling of feeling right.
Ying and Yang, black and white, ocean and fire.
But she knew the others would never understand what they had.
So they had unfused.
And Jasper had left.
Pearl turned with a cruel, juvenile smirk on her face. And Jasper's lips curved into a calm, passive look.
Yea...so this was the first chapter, was it good?
Anyway can you pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty please leave a suggestion about what to write with these two in the comments below? I will write them with anything, horror, AU, god-damn canon-divergence, anything!
Till then, Bye!