A/N: So, I decided to do this mino-series of (Jade/Cat) fics. Each drabble will be inspired by a song (but these are NOT songfics). Each are about one Microsoft-Word-page long. They may get longer, if people want. Some make sense, some don't. They are all in different styles (pov, tense, narration, etc). Hope you Enjoy. Oh, and I rated this T, but it may get a bit M-ish in some of them. Nothing that bad though.
"i'll give you my dirty little secret"
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.clunk. cat knows who it is before she even turns around. she would recognize the sound of jade's boots striking the vinyl floors of hollywood arts anywhere. it's just one of those sounds she's committed to memory- like the purr of a kitten, or the exact pattern of jade's breathing (in&out in&out)..
she feels a hand on her forearm and she is whipped around, and jade is there. cat's brown eyes widen, and her breath hitches, making a small gasping noise which is lost in the sound of the rain pattering on the skylight above them. neither of them speak for a minute and cat wants to ask why jade has her arm in a death-grip, but she knows better.
cat wobbles a bit on her feet and then she is thrust unceremoniously into a nearby janitors closet. she feels her back slam against the wall as jade shoves her. her head slams painfully onto the cold bricks behind her. she lets out a soft "oh!" and jade spins around, facing her.
cat looks up at her and tries to think of what jade looks like. to cat, jade looks like something beautiful, something gorgeous (gone entirely wrong). like a fairytale (where everyone dies in the end), or like a unicorn, perfect and innocent, (smattered with blood, a huge gash in its side). cat decides that jade looks like an angel- an angel of death and despair. the contradictions hurt her brain so she stops thinking and looks back a jade, who is pacing back and forth, her black-ring-clad fingers running through her hair.
"jade?" cat starts, but the swiftness with which jade whips around to face her steals the next words right from cat's mouth.
jade walks up to cat, and she is close, (so close, too close), and cat's involuntary reaction is to close her eyes.
"cat, i need to tell you something." cat's eyes fly open. "would you like that, cat? if I were to tell you something? something special?" jade always talked to cat like she was a child. cat couldn't really explain why she was ok with it, but it was jade, so really, everything was ok (ok, ok , ok). cat's eyes lit up, like a small child being offered a piece of candy.
"like a secret?" she whispered, her voice rising at the end.
"yes. like a secret."
cat smiles. jade scowls. cat thinks she looks beautiful anyway.
"ok" cat looks eager now, and jade leans down, putting her mouth to cat's ear, and cat waits in anticipation, like a child playing telephone.
"cat…i like you."
"you like me?"
"yes…" jade looks hesitant, and cat is worried- she has never seen jade look anything but confident. "but not in the way that i should like you. not in the way you like red velvet cupcakes, or puppies and kittens, or…" she trails off.
"jade, how do you like me?" cat looks up and her, her huge, brown, innocent eyes lit with curiosity.
"like this," jade says, and she smashes her lips into cat's.
cat doesn't know what this should be called, and she isn't sure if she's supposed to like it, because this is jade west, and she's cat valentine; but she does like it, a lot, and between their ragged breaths she thinks she can hear the rain beating outside, creating a violent rhythm that sounded a lot like jadejadejade.
A/N: So, this was the first one, and I PROMISE, they get better. No, seriously they do, I've already written them. Please Let me know if you think I should continue. :) Happy Writings ~AT