No Power In The 'Verse

by Artemidora

River reflects on her vague, uncongealed desire for Kaylee and/or Kaylee and Simon's relationship. One-shot drabble, vague and one-sided River/Kaylee, Simon/Kaylee mentioned, slight River creepiness.

I wanted to taste her like an apple. Except she's a person.

And Simon got there first.

He thinks I don't know because I haven't said anything. Or because I don't care. Or because "I don't understand personal relationships." I understand too much of everyone else's relationships. Being me is like reading all of their diaries, all at once. They shout over each other.

I see them at night, on the red engine-room floor. Even when I'm not peeking, I see them. I feel them, burning.

And no power in the 'verse can stop it. Not even apples.