Guys, remember, you can request anything for a oneshot. And I MEAN anything, now that I am officially changing this rating to M.

This one is something I just randomly thought of. I dunno.

Lost and Found

Lapis felt many ways about the orange quartz.

She felt obsessed.

She felt enamored.

She felt addicted.

She felt whole.

But she wasn't there.

Lapis missed her, despite the fact that their relationship...Malachite...was full of hurt and hatred.

She felt angry.

She felt hatred for herself.

She felt scared.

She felt lost.

But Lapis wasn't lost.

But that's what she felt like...she felt like she had lost her mind because of Jasper...lost every grip on sanity she had left...and she felt empty...alone.

She wasn't lost when Jasper was there.

She wasn't insane when Jasper was there.

She was found.

Lapis hated Jasper.

She wanted to destroy her, to tear her limb from limb from her body until she was safe.

She wanted to shatter her.

She wanted to be with her.

She wanted to be fused again.

And Lapis couldn't deny the ugly truth...

...despite all the hatred she felt towards Jasper, she loved her.

She loved her with all her nonexistent heart, but not the way the Ruby and the Sapphire loved each other...some sick love that felt addictive, and obsessive, and wrong…but completely right at the same time.

She wanted to feel all of her under her blue fingers, wanted to punch her and kick her and kiss her all at the same time...wanted to be Malachite. Wanted to sadistically state to her dark-orange striped face that she liked holding them together, trapping them at the bottom of the ocean. Trapping her at the bottom of the ocean.

And suddenly Lapis wasn't Lapis anymore and Jasper wasn't Jasper...they were Malachite, they were one. They knew all of each other's weaknesses, secrets, strengths, and feelings. Jasper and Lapis didn't exist.

Only Malachite existed.

Only Malachite and finding Jasper mattered.

Finding the piece of her that was torn away when that arrow went throw Malachite's chest.

If Lapis didn't...she would never be whole again, she'd just be a broken blue gem.