So I have finally finished this thing and I really wanted to post it already, so please excuse any minor grammatical errors. This is a two-shot meant to satisfy my fangirl needs for Tom. Also, a gift for a close friend of mine.

I don't know why, but I love him and I easily ship him with Star. He's an awesome demon thing. Apparently, I'm the first one who's posted a story for these two so yeah. Here's my first attempt at writing them. Rated T to be safe and because I'm paranoid.

Anyways, I'm crazy for doing this but here I go. I don't like flames so please be nice and I will get the next chapter up ASAP, other than that, enjoy.

I do not own Star Vs. The Forces of Evil or any of its characters.

Star looked out the window. Her soft blue eyes wandered the yard as she looked from her mini-palace. Her eyes landed on two earthlings. She was greeted by Marco and his... girlfriend. They both laughed as the blue-highlighted girl attempted to teach Marco how to balance himself on the skateboard. They seemed happy together.

Star noticed how the couple gave each other soft looks, blushing ever-so-slightly.

The blonde princess recalled that she was the one who had tried to get the two to talk to one another in the first place.

Of course, this was before she had felt different towards Marco. Before she had realized how it felt like to be put aside for someone that was suddenly more important than her.

Star was a very kind person! Yet she had always thought she was... special. This fact proved that she was easily susceptible to becoming jealous of anyone who claimed to be more special than her.

Oh, and jealousy certainly flared at her heart. A deep sadness emanated from the princess. Star placed her fingers on the surface of the glass, watching Marco longingly.

Star didn't ask for much and didn't complain about her responsibilities, yet she hadn't remembered a day where she hadn't received what little she asked for.

Now she could include Marco in that newly formed list.

Both him and Jackie had been together for a while. Star had been absolutely happy for her best friend when she had seen he had gotten his dream girl.

Then of course, he began spending less and less time with her. When Star had been ready to travel towards other dimensions with him, Marco was ready to excuse himself last minute. Most of the time he claimed that Jackie had skating competitions and had wanted him to go and watch.

Star didn't admit how dismayed she was at the fact. Not to herself or anyone.

Then was the insistent calling. The clicking of messages was a constant little bird that always annoyed her. He was messaging Jackie so often, more times than not Marco was forgetting Star was in the room. The beep was an echo mocking her.

Also, Jackie had delightfully taken her seat in class in order to sit closer to Marco. She asked if she minded.

Of course Star mind! But for Marco, she complied. Only for him.

Star had only fallen in love once before. How tragic it was. It had ended in flames... so to say...

Actually, that was accurately how it ended: in flames.

Long ago she had been paranoid that she might never fallen in love again, but Star knew that these thoughts were stupid. She would find the right person when the time came. Now she was 16 and she sadly felt affections for Marco.

Unfortunately, he didn't reciprocate. She had realized too late, and even then, Star knew who he would have chosen; not her. At first Star had been jovial that she had gotten the privilege to feel again! Although she was crushed when she realized that the guy wouldn't feel for her this time.

Now she felt lonely. Star looked away from the window and hugged herself. She sighed. It was a cold lonliess. Star only found comfort in her own arms. She closed her blue eyes, trying to make the better of the situation.

Her friend Marco was happy.

It was a hollow victor.

She felt so alone. Star needed someone! At what cost was she going to seek company? Sure, she had other friends... but Marco was something different. Star needed to take drastic measures. How low would she go in order to take the pain in her heart away?

She stood in front of her mirror. Star nervously rubbed her hands together. A cold sweat began to break through her forehead. Her stomach began churning. She clenched her teeth, trying to prevent her spine from going as stiff as a board.

"Mirror mirror on the wall, call Tom." Star ordered.

The name of "Tom," popped up. Her heart palpitated every second she realized what she was doing. It rung for what felt like a lifetime. Star hadn't even realized that she had stopped breathing.

That demon was sure taking his time on answering.

Then his face suddenly popped up.

Tom had always been a year older than her. Now he was a demon of 17, and the face in front of her proved it.

She studies his appearance.

He had a defined jawline as well as more developed features than when they were younger. His three red eyes narrowed at her warily. They weren't as wide as they once were. They had an outined shape as well the slight steak of black under them. Salmon hair was spiked a bit shorter, but like she remembered it. The earring on his left ear was still there and horns stuck out from the sides of head.

It didn't take long for his bemused frown to morph into a smirk.

"Star! I haven't heard from you in a while... To what do I owe the pleasure?" Tom questioned. Star could hear the crackling of the fire behind him.

"I would have expected you to have forgotten about already," Star remarked skeptically.

"Forgotten? Oh no! You have it all wrong. I've actually been thinking about you recently," he spoke, "I guess you can say I've missed you..." The words rolled off his tongue smoothly, making her want to believe him.

"Blah... That's something I haven't heard before," she crossed her arms. Tom almost seemed offended.

"You don't believe me?"

"I really don't wanna hear it, bunch in baloney."

"So why did you call if it wasn't to hear me?!" he seemed to snap. His eyes gleamed threateningly and the fire behind him rose. "Do you want mock me through your rejection?! Do you know how many I've had deal with it?"

Flames lashed wildly behind him. He glared in a deadly manner.

"Oh please, don't act like you're the only one who's held that part of the bad end. You're not as innocent as you think, Tom."

Tom seemed to ignore her.

"If it's not to hear my words, why did you call?"

Star stood quiet and looked at her feet. A light blush appeared on her cheeks.

There was a moment of silence. Star almost felt like hanging up on the demon. However, a feeling in her gut prevented her from doing so. It was like a strong instinct refraining from doing so. Her past babysitter had always told her to listen to her gut, so she would. She gulped and inhaled shakily.

Momentarily, her eyes closed.

"Don't rub it in, because I swear I'll beat you into tomorrow if you do...!"

She had his attention.

"But... can I meet you somewhere...?" Star sighed, opening her eyes. She refused to look directly at him. Despite her threat, she furrowed her eyebrows in her evident desperation.

Tom's expression softened and his fire extinguished. He smirked.

"Of course, Star. There's no need to ask for permission. I'll always be here for you," he said. She felt like he was somehow mocking her. "Where do you want to meet up?"

His words seemed to numb her. The meaning behind the words Tom spoke to her made some of the pain subside. Though, it bought bitter sweet memories of the past.

"Dimension Pardynx. Go to Mountain Saqa. It's either tonight or never again. " Star said, "I'm not going to deal with any of your tricks either,"

He stood quiet, as if contemplating.

"I see you put up requirements. I will see you tonight then, Star." Tom gave a slight wink before hanging up.

The blond princess stood there for a few more seconds, wondering if she had made the right choice. Regret began gnawing in her chest. Star turned to lean on the wall before sliding down in defeat to what she had just done.

The blond princess gave herself one last look in the mirror. Seeing that she was presentable, she prepared to head out with her dimensional scissors.

Too occupied, Star didn't hear a familiar presence entering the room.

"Her Star," Marco suddenly said. She quickly turned around, hiding her scissors.

"Hey..." she said plastering a smile.

"I haven't seen you all day!" Marco said.

"Yeah..." she nervously grinned. The other teenager studies her behavior.

"Are you okay?"

"Yup! Jussst fine..."

Marco gave her another look before dismissing the subject.

"I made nachos, you wanna go watch a movie downstairs?" Marco asked. Star actually began to smile.

"Really?" she asked.

"Yeah. We can watch Crime Instigators, " he confirmed. Star felt a little relieved. Marco actually wanted to spend time with her still. That... was definitely reassuring.

Star could ditch Tom and she would have a fun night with her best friend Marco like they used to. It would make her feel better knowing her best friend still—

"It'll be the three of us,"

Her plans disappeared and her expectations dropped altogether. Star couldn't prevent the frown from appearing on her face.

"Three of us?" the blonde questioned.

"Yep. Me, Jackie, and you,"

Star furrowed her eyebrows and looked away. She blushed for even thinking such a thing as spending time alone with Marco.

The princess attempted to brush it off as she remembered her little meeting with Tom. At least then, there wouldn't be a third person, or better yet, she wouldn't be the third person.

"Well Marco, I'd love to stick around, but I have somewhere to be. You know how it is, different dimensions and all..." she said looking away.

"Oh," Marco said slightly frowning, "Where are you going? Want me to come?"

"No, no, no, no, no! You stay here, be comfortable with you girlfriend. I'm meeting up with Tom," she stated. Her eyes drifted away signaling that it was no big deal.

"Tom?!" he exclaimed.

She nervously laughed and nodded.

"But he's a jerk! I thought you hated him!"

"Your point is...?"

"You said you would rather let the earth be conquered than return with him,"

"Oh shush you, I said I would meet up with him not be his girlfriend. Like that song says, I just wanna have fun. Besides, you have Jackie waiting down there,"

"But—"

"You're busy with her so I'll be busy with Tom, kay?"

She hoped she didn't sound bitter.

Marco didn't respond.

"So yeah... bai?"

Star opened a portal and looked back at Marco. She waved at him but didn't look long enough to see him wave at her.

Star felt stupid for even thinking that she would have a chance with Marco. Of course he meant the three of them! Their friendship only went so far. Star would not stay to watch both of them coddle next to each other laughing and giggling and kissing.

Nope! Not for Star!

She was an independent princess, right? She hoped so.

Once again, her chest filled with sadness.

Star frowned and exited the portal. She involuntarily walked around, forgetting where she was, too enveloped in her thoughts.

"You came,"

The blonde suddenly froze in her tracks. Her eyes widened and it seemed like months of old memories flashed in her blue eyes in a matter of a few seconds.

She knew exactly who the owner of that voice was. Star turned around to face the demon.

The first thing she did was study his appearance.

He now adorned himself with different clothing than before. A red leather jacket with his usual spiked belt, all topped off with ripped dark jeans stoping along his new shorter boots.

"I was beginning to think you wouldn't come," his voice spoke.

"I'm not the type to back out of a fight," she said.

"So that's why you called me here? To fight?" Tom asked. He appeared unamused and in slight disbelief.

Star looked down and rubbed her arm.

"Not exactly..." she mumbled. A red streak appeared on her cheeks. Her eyes were downcast and her body sagged, seeming to look almost defeated.

Tom smirked, realizing.

"So you've missed me too," he stated.

"I-I..." she gulped. Tom neared her, but something held Star from backing up. She stood frozen, yet wary.

Tom seemed different, yet still seemed to embody the same demon she knew quite a while ago.

Was is his magnetism? His charm? The fact that he continued to near her with her thought?

Star could care less. She needed someone at the moment.

Actually did she really need someone?

She could just walk away and disappear like nothing had happened!

She had gotten over the pain long ago of their previous relationship, but that didn't mean all of her longing of him disappeared as well. Tom was her first love, the most unforgettable one.

Now he was right in front of her. She frowned deeply.

Maybe the pain hadn't gone away completely.

"I... dislike you!" she pointed accusingly, regaining movement of her muscles. She backed up.

"For what?" he asked, as if acting oblivious.

"For how you treated me. You ended up being a terrible boyfriend!"

"I don't know what you're talking about,"

"Oh yes you do," she said.

"That was a long time ago,"

"Aren't you the one who holds grudges for life?" she asked.

"Why don't, instead we take advantage of the moment?" Tom asked.

"Moment?"

"For the first time in a while, you're here. I'm here..." he drifted off.

She scoffed.

"And you love me anyways..." Tom stated with too much confidence for her liking.

Star blushed and grit her teeth.

"Otherwise you wouldn't have called me,"

She growled at him with no actual words to comeback.

"Don't be so mean, Star," he mocked.

"You don't be so mean," she snapped.

Finally, the demon had walked far enough to be only inches in front of her.

His fingers went to her jaw to brush over her heart-stained cheeks. His thumb stayed on her face, delicately stroking her cheeks.

"So defensive,"

"No..." she said stubbornly looking away, blush staining the hearts.

"More than usual." he inferred.

"I don't know wheree you're getting all these assumptions from!" she rambled.

"Something's wrong with you," Tom said as if he knew her all too well.

Star, too comfortable with their current position, didn't back out, rather gave a nervous glance. Although in the back of her mind, she knew she should be disturbed at their proximity.

"Nothing's wrong at all!"

He stared at her for a moment.

"Yes there is. I can see it in your eyes." he said. She frowned.

"Really?"

"You're hurting."

"W-wha? Y-you don't know anything!" she defended. He pursed his lips.

"Where's that earth pet of yours?" he asked. Star swallowed.

"He's not a pet!" she interjected, breaking away from his grasp on her cheeks.

Tom seemed to ignore her.

"You know, the one you're always around. You take him everywhere. Frankly I thought you two were too inseparable,"

"Marco is too busy for you," the way Star looked away suggested there was something more.

Tom extended his hands again. He brushed his thumb over the heart on her cheeks again. This soothing gesture was a great contrast to his mocking words.

"Hm, really now? He's too busy for something that has to do with you? That's a first." he said. Star's heart seemed to drop at his words.

"Or is he too busy with someone else..." Tom slyly suggested. Star gasped, yanking herself away from him.

"I can see more than you know,"

She did know this fact though. Tom had this special ability to see beyond what others did, hence the third eye on his forehead. This heightened his perception, but was unnoticed because of arrogance.

"I've definitely seen that look before!" he said cheerfully. "You've been rejected,"

She felt like burying herself and just laying there.

"And now you know how it feels like to be rejected and forgotten, Star,"

"Shut up! You—you—"

Tom began leisurely taking stands of blonde hair away from her face.

"You know what it feels like to yearn for what was. You tried have feelings someone else, but in the end, it only drove you right back to me,"

Her face was red with fury. Tom grabbed her arm before she could swing at him, he also grabbed her other arm because it was aiming right at his face.

"And now you understand. You've missed me,"

"What..?" She asked in disbelief.

"I'll show you that I can make this pain," Tom said tapping the area where her heart lied, "...Go away. Come here,"

Tom pulled her into an embrace. Star blushed furiously but her first instinct to a hug was to return it. She couldn't help it. He was so warm, and it took away the coldness of her chest. The blonde princess hugged back, burying her face into his chest. A few tears ran down her face, but she stopped before Tom could see any of her vulnerability. He had already seen too much already.

She clung onto him for a while.

The demon then backed up and grasped her chin gently. He led her face to meet his in a kiss.

It had started out light, and it felt like a match was barely being lit up. Star wanted more excitement though. Whatever she was receiving, she wanted more. Becoming bold, Star deepened it at much as she could.

More tears escaped her eyes as she wrapped her arms around his neck and he around her waist. It was a bitter sweet explosive kiss.

Star could have imagined that it was Marco she was kissing, but she couldn't and didn't want to. This was Tom in front of her. Something about the fact bought her into a sense of longing and gave the moment even more passion.

Tom smirked against. her lips, slightly chuckling at her enthusiasm. He always did get what he wanted.

Star unattached from him, attempting to catch her breathe. She hesitantly looked up at him.

He confidently wore his smirk, only it had softened.

"It looks like I didn't need a wish, just a shooting star," Tom slightly mocked. She looked away, momentarily forgetting that they were still intertwined.

"I just can't—"

"Oh but you did."

"Tom, you know why I didn't want to go back to you,"

"Something having to do with my charismatic personality..."

"No, because you changed. I believe everyone can change into something good; not worse!"

"I'm different now. I changed into who I wanted to be. Unfortunately, you can't change me into anything more. As much as you hate to admit it, you will always love me for me. Not some lame uptight earthling, who can't see a shooting star when it flies right in his face,"

Star blushed.

"I don't know... This feels so, what's the word... strange," Star said.

"One minute I feel like I can't trust you, but the next—"

Star was easily distracted, and this time was no exception. She turned back to Tom and saw he was staring at her. The blonde looked into his ruby eyes.

Oh the galaxies, he was handsome.

She backed away from him, arms flailing wildly in the air.

"Ah! I don't know!" she exclaimed.

Tom pulled her waist towards him again. His fingertip traced down her jaw.

Star pouted to prevent a blush.

"You know we'll be back here soon," he said, "And you know that if Marco won't notice you, I will," he stated. "You're the star of my eyes,"

He gave her a wink.

Star knew he was so full of himself. He was so narcissistic sometimes. Yet the blonde princess knew he was right. Marco did care about her, but lately he seemed to care about his girlfriend more.

She needed someone. Tom bought her a sense of relief in her heart, even though she still held rancor for the demon. The memories they shared would always be there, but the pain he caused her would be there as well. Tom seemed to making up for all that he done. His actions... gave her a message that showed her he really did mean some of it. She was the only she; there was no third person!

She just hoped that he wasn't lying. It wouldn't be the first time though.

Though he was still far from gaining her trust again. For now, she would remain vigilant and wary of the demon.

Star gave an involuntary shiver.

Tom's hand brushed over her pale arm.

He suddenly lunged forward to steal one last kiss. She gave a slight 'mffp!' It was as if he was savoring it. Whatever he was doing, it drove Star crazy. She pounced on him to continue.

It dragged on longer than she should have let it.

An alarming thought then crossed her mind when she realized that the temperature around them seemed to be increasing. It was then that Star realized that Tom was causing slight flames out of blind passion.

"Tom!" she shrieked. He suddenly shook his head, becoming aware. The fire died down.

Once he realized, he chuckled, rubbing the back of his head with his hand.

"I might have gotten carried away," he said.

Not being able to hold it in, Star began laughing at the predicament. At first Tom couldn't find the humor, but hearing the jovial laughter of the blonde caused him to break up in a slight smile.

Tom let her finish before he took off his red leather jacket, catching the attention of Star. She completely stopped her giggles, unable to keep her obvious stare at his arms. Her wide blue eyes continued to stare, unwavering. A blush appeared on her face when she looked back at him.

Once again, Tom smirked smugly. Though, this was only for a moment.

The demon wrapped his jacket around Star, automatically making her feel warm.

"I'll see you later, Star," he winked. He began grabbing his dimensional scissors to open a portal.

Star abruptly jumped in his way, not caring what he said.

"Wait! How will I give you back your jacket?" she asked.

"Next time I see you,"

The blonde gave him a skeptical look.

"I never said I would call you again,"

Tom chuckled.

"You didn't have to,"

She mentally glared at him.

"Hm, I actually kinda like this jacket, maybe I won't give it back." Star said. Tom winked at her before departing.

Star stood there, pouting.

When she knew he was gone, sh smiled widely. Tom was certainly a jerk. But she thought he was the nicest jerk she knew.

Next day, Star woke up to the smell of pancakes. She got up, using her wand to get dressed. The blonde took a look at the red jacket on by her door hook.

Star brushed her fingertips over the fine smooth leather. It was warm for some reason. It kinda reminded her of him. Though the jacket was very nice, she admitted. It was a bit big on her, but the vibrant color made it worth it.

She unhooked it and slipped it on. Funny. She figured that if one day she'd be wearing a red accessory, it would be Marco's jacket. Regardless, Star didn't mind at all. This was just as good, if not better.

She was certainly in a great mood. Nothing would bother her. Marco would be downstairs, texting his girlfriend, and Star would be okay with that.

Any deep feeling of sadness for him had somewhat disappeared, only leaving a mild sting. Loneliness was blurring away. It would all be okay. Even Star wouldn't get her hopes up at all, that simple meeting would be enough.

She was a princess that knew how to make the most of things.

Star stumbled downstairs, jumping through the other end, rather than regularly taking the stairs.

"Hello family!" she exclaimed. Marco looked up.

"Uh, it's just me. My parents had some errands to run,"

"That's nice." Star replied skipping closer to the table.

"You seem happy," Marco commented.

"That cause I am!" she took a seat and served herself pancakes.

Her jacket was the first thing Marco noticed. The color wasn't what one would call subtle.

"Nice jacket, Star." Marco said.

"This old thing? Oh well, it's technically not mine, but thank you!" she beamed. Marco raised an eyebrow.

"So... who's is it?" he questioned taking a bite from his breakfast. She nervously laughed, blushing.

"...It's uhm, Tom's." she stated. Marco seemed to choke on his pancake.

"What? You actually went to go see him?" he asked giving her strange look.

Star nodded while greedily consuming her breakfast. Marco looked at her skeptically.

"So what did you guys do?"

The blonde make erratic hand-motions while attempting to talk with her mouth full. He sighed.

"Never mind."

She hummed and turned her attention back to the food.

Marco, on the other hand had stopped eating.

"Are you sure you should be seeing him? You did say he was a jerk."

Star swallowed.

"He's a nice jerk though. He can change, just like others."

"But it's Tom." Marco said.

"Hey look, you need to relax, Marco. I got this under control," she said waving her arms. "I can handle one guy I used to dislike."

"So you're going out with him then?"

Star blushed and couldn't help but remember what had happened.

"Umm... I wouldn't say that..."

"If you're going to see him again, then you are."

"Well... That's a bit too far, you know how these labels are."

"Maybe you should think more about this, Star."

The blonde gave him an offended look.

"Why?"

"You did break up with him for a reason, didn't you?"

"That was two years ago. I know what I'm doing."

"So you're not at all skeptical."

She thought about it but decided to lie.

"Nope." she responded. "Maybe you should give me a little more credit, Marco. I am an evil-stopping princess with a magical wand."

He wasn't convinced.