A/N: Guys. You guys do not know how sleepy I am right now. XD And well, you've seen my poll right? On who is better for Mireya, Genesis or Rox? Well, most of you go "Well, who the heck is Rox?" You're about to meet him, mm'kay. To give you guys a brief overview—and replenish your minds, make you remember some stuff you may have forgotten—he is a Third Class SOLDIER that had his eyes on Mireya before Genesis came into the picture.

Don't worry, he's really funny. :P

Thanks to all my lovely reviews and favers and stuff like that. And The One and Only- Joey A.M has a story called 500 Days Of Genesis. XD

Go read it, guys. It's like my "Our World Is Grey" remember that? XD Because I do~

Anyway, yes um, "Maps" by the Yeah Yeah Yeahs, guys. XD

Wait! They don't love you like I love you; wait! They don't love you like I love you; Ma-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-aps...

IV.) Fat Bottomed Girls

The blond Turk walks beside the Third Class SOLDIER, his blonde, spikey hair cascading down his back in layers of pointy gatherings of hair. He is taller than her, overshadowing the woman. She does not have her Turk uniform on—and in all actuality—she is on her day off. She is wearing a pink dress that stops above her knees, the same dress she wore to the LOVELESS premiere in which she met Rox. The dress is strapless with black lace decorating it. She wears a sash around her waist which provides her with a train that falls around her legs.

On her arm is her mesh-glove, just in case the two get any random battles while walking through the park catching up. If need be, she can call Trick in a heartbeat. That bird has always stood by her side.

Mireya's eyelids droop down and she is exhausted, barely able to move. It is night time, the stars twinkling ever slowly. She does not know if she can take another step forward. "Rox, I'm tired..." she utters, blinking two times. She wants badly to spend her day with Genesis, but he has other plans concerning Shinra work. She does not mind—distracting Genesis from his work is the last thing she wants to do, and Rox is only a Third Class SOLDIER, so he does not have that many missions to begin with.

She just feels like she needs someone to keep her company, and Rox is more than happy to fill the empty void in her heart. He smirks at her, which is something she has grown use to. "You want me to carry you, Turk?" he says playfully, doing his traditional grin. She rolls her eyes. If ever there was a cocky Third Class SOLDIER... Completely drained of her energy, Mireya stomps her foot as weakly as she can.

"Stop kidding around, Rox," she moans, just wanting to go home. Rox, on the other hand, took that a different way. "My feet hurt, and can you just please walk me home?" He sees his chance and he takes it. Just from the way that she slurs her words, he can tell she is way too tired to even notice if he makes advances on her, which he does anyway, whether she is sleepy or not. He smiles a toothy grin.

"So you want me to just take you now, huh?" She knows that his mind is still very much in the wrong, but she is so tired that she does not want to fight it. She slumps over in defeat, not once denying that she needs Rox to take her home.

"Gaia, kill me now, I think my ankle is broken..." She sounds miserable as Rox prepares to sweep her off her feet. His bright, Mako-infused eyes gleam in the moonlight, making Mireya let out a small 'eep'. Blushing, she steps away from him, almost remedied of her sleepy trance. "I want to ride on your back, Rox! Y-yeah, that's it!" She notices that she is talking way too fast by the way his smirk widens at her. "I'm sorry, I can't—" She looks for words to say, but is utterly tired and defeated. "Please Rox, take me home?"

"Say it like you mean it, Turk," he coos. Mireya narrows her eyes.

"My foot may be broken, not my brain," she hisses. He smiles. He has had his fun. He is not a bad guy and would not want to take advantage of the only girl who makes him smile. As Mireya props herself on top of Rox's back, he cannot help but think what makes Genesis so right for her. He is happy for her, but he would be even happy if she was with him instead of the First Class SOLDIER. Rox starts walking, making sure Mireya dose not fall. Eventually, the female fighter lays her head on top of his, dozing off.

The two are not an official couple, he thinks. He still has some time to prove to her that he is the better match. He did meet her first, after all.

And he is walking.

And walking.

And walking down this road, and all of a sudden he starts to feel something fleshy underneath his fingers. His smile instantly fades away into a frown. He does not want to believe it, but he is actually grabbing her backside while she is sleep—possibly drooling on top of his head. A part of him wants to shout for joy, but this scares him. What if she woke up and found out?

His nose starts bleeding from such a thought, and he is saddened that he cannot stop the profuse, red liquid falling from his nose. What if Genesis comes out of nowhere?

A tear rolls down his face as he thinks of the worst case scenarios, his nose bleeding even harder.

Why is he such a hopeless romantic?