Perfection

Perfection

Dark Ace knocked lightly on the door. There was no answer, so he silently let himself in. Inside, Ravess was arranging her violin bows in a like. He watched her with a faint smile. When the bows looked fine to him, Ravess would find something wrong, and re-adjust them.

"You have OCD." He told her.

"What?" Her voice was a mix of anger that she had been disturbed and surprise that Dark Ace was in her room.

"You have obsessive compulsive disorder." He repeated slowly.

"No I don't!" She snapped.

Dark Ace raised an eyebrow and looked pointedly at the violin bows. Ravess took her hand off the bow she had been adjusting and sat on the bed. Her golden eyes scanned the room, noticing every speck of dust and detail out of place. He chuckled as her hands fidgeted in her lap.

Dark Ace sat beside her on the bed and took her hands. Her eyes were on him now.

"You really crave perfection." He commented.

Her eyes sparkled. "Maybe I've already found it."

xoxo,

Ravess and Dark Ace

A/N: Please reveiw! Tell me if you liked it, hated it, or if you have a request. I'm currently working on Finn/Piper and Finn/Stork, just so you know.