This is a translation into english so if you see mistakes just say it and I'll fix them.

A story by Steven (Like a shooting star)

Visions

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It was a cold night in Autumn, Greg was lying on the roof of his house, transport, recording studio, all in one on wheels and momentarily he frowned remembering that maybe one of those things shouldn't be mobile.

"Note for me" he murmured "Transform office in studio" yeah, that was the thing.

He put his arms under his head using them as a pillow, in the silence he looked up to the heights, to the dome made of light and air that we call sky, to the sparks of fading and cold light. The moon painted everything in other shades, weird shadows in the clouds and an unnatural paleness in everything else.

Greg closed his eyes, enjoying the calm, the soft wind through his hair and then he shivered, a wave of frozen wind blowed.

He blinked "AAHHH!"

"AH!"

"Pearl! You're going to give me a heart attack!"

"You didn't bring Steve home, It's late!" Pearl was always like that, the quiet steps of a cat and the subtlety of a low blow.

"Shshhhhh" he blew taking a finder to his lips "He fell asleep and I carried him to the back of the van"

"He's going to catch a cold with this weather"

Pearl jumped and landed on the ground without make a sound, she opened the door of the van. Steven was sleeping wrapped in a sheet, It was warmer inside of the van, she guessed It had to be so, all in all Greg couldn't spend every night trembling for the cold; the air was charged with the chemical traits of his exhalations, the boy breathed quietly. She was used to this strange trace of his presence, It was really weird like something that should be annoying could calm down her by now.

She perceived a weak smell, the dinner of the boy that he didn't eat at home. At least he had had one.

Greg poked his head over the edge of the roof "Leave him there, don't wake him up" he said in a whisper

Pearl look between Greg and the boy frowning, he was really cute when he was sleeping "Good!" she accepted whispering a bit too aloud. Pearl closed the doors carefully and once again got on the roof. "I'll take him home in the morning" he said but Pearl simplely sat down in a cornet with her legs hanging. "It's ok, I'll wait for him" she said.

"All the night?" Greg asked arching an eyebrow "yes" she said shrugging

"Of course" It wasn't a strange answer coming from a gem. Greg lay down again in his place and began to hum a song very slowly "I hear the universe calling my name" soft words more spoken than sung. From the edge of his eyes he glanced at her, the gem was beholding the sky pensive. His humming was ceasing "a penny for your thoughts"

"Uhm?"

"Eh, what are you thinking about?"

"My home"

"Is it so far away?"

"Too much..." She raised a hand to point out something "That is the galaxy we visited before arriving here"

Greg narrowed his eyes "That stain?"

"That stain is bigger than It seems"

"I always dreamed about that, you know? About going out there"

"Obvious enough Mr. Universe" she said rolling her eyes "that's what all your disks are about"

"Didn't you hate my disks?"

She smiled "Not all of them are so bad" then she frowned "It's not like I could avoid to hear them, you were always very noisy"

"Hey, Pearl..." It was uncomfortable to ask "Do you think that someday...are you guys going back to homeworld? "

She looked at him and then at the bright clear moon "maybe...someday...but this is our home now, of course Steven would come with us, we could never leave him"

Greg looked down "Is that all right? Can Humans travel like that?"

"With a little more of work, It'll be possible too" she said gently "You could come too"

Now THAT made him to look at her, she turned to look in another direction and her tone was that one full of delight and malice that Steven seemed to have erased "I mean, that way you won't have to die waiting for him"

Greg frowned and said through gritted teeth "Thanks, Pearl"

It's amusing how a small gesture can release a world of posibilities without anyone noticing, It never crosses your mind, no one suspiction, cause nobody can see it. The reality is made of stories that never came true and lost opportunities or that was what Garnet said.

Garnet awoke from Its slumber, Its three eyes opened wide, what she saw...this was...new. A second of intense internal debate passed before a grin appeared on her face. Seeds of dangerous conspiracies in her brain.

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Chapter 1 finished! xD This one is my second favorite pairing in Steven Universe so I'm translating this short fanfic if you can read spanish I have 8 chapters more (profile).

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