A/n: lyrics used: "Two Different Worlds" , FOREIGNER, their not mine.

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I know this girl, she's always on my mind
She lives in her world and I live in mine

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I gazed out over the world I created. Hn…created in my fantasies. All beings I learned to love were present. Also some I didn't like much. But it was a world like my self. Contradictions… The sky was grey. Wind still before the brewing storm that formed before me. Around me…I was where I usually was. On the highest top. Still at the great altitude I was unhampered by silly things such as lack of oxygen. I was the omnipotent creature that created this space. It consumed only a fraction of my unconscious and it was the only save haven from the harsh reality. A war plagued one.

And not in my country, goodness no. But it was like the storm brewing elsewhere. And the immanent threat, not to my country, but another, still it hurt me deep inside. More because it was a futile one. Only innocent would be harmed. But wasn't that always the way with wars? No side really did win. Only lose. And even if they fooled themselves in believing it was their win, didn't they notice the sheer destruction around them? not only did they poison the 'enemies' minds but their own as well.

I sighed deep. My dress wavering in a sudden wind gush. Lightning flashed in the concentrated cloud as I pondered on. Why was humankind so intended on self-destruction. They had been granted the power to create, why demolish? Speaking of which… I felt a tear trickle its way down my cheek. Numbly watching it splat on my raised hand. Before continuing it's path to the lowers point. For a moment it shimmered bright in a bolt of lightning. As it hit the ground a deep rumble echoed before me. Seeming to stretch into eternity.

Why…even in my save haven do I feel tainted…a fake…a being not worthy to be…fraud…because I am? I heard the small voice clearly as more tears followed the first. Why were they so unkind…

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I glanced up worried after the zillionth fight with my 'beloved' mate. At times she made it very hard to feel love for her. To stay with her during all her vengeful fits about things she would never achieve or do, supposedly because of me, actually.

Even the elements seemed against to me as a rainstorm approached. Leafs whispered to me to find a shelter. But I didn't care about getting soaked. It wouldn't be the first time. However, I was more worried about the odd weather itself. It had been raining too much lately. The lands were satiated with the water and it thus caused uncontrolled floods. As the down pour started I closed my eyes and allowed the cool drops to cleanse my face from the unshed tears. It ripped my heart each time she send me out of the house. What was the use of being a supreme being…I never felt like one but even if I did, shouldn't I be rewarded with a good family life for all the times I put my life on the line? All the times I died to protect those I loved…Why was life so cruel? Did I even deserve this?

No one deserves the treatment given to me. Why do I even allow it to happen and happen again? Because I am a bloody goody two shoes, acting like the runt they expect me to be. The runt who continues running back to the she-demon all know she is just because she tricked me when I was young and the runt I'm still acting to be. That's why.

I humped as the water started soaking through my weighted clothes and trailing down my back. Actually refreshing. And I thought I finally understood true loneliness. And why she acted the way she did. She hated it to be wedded to me as much as I hated to be wed to her. And it was 'her' own fault too.

I started laughing sarcastic. What a laugh…the woman hated her own guts for this, and blamed me. The naive boy who hadn't even known that marriage wasn't an exotic fruit. Damn had I been a sucker. And damn her for using me in that way. Oh Kami knew that I didn't regret the sons she gave me. Heavens no. I loved both to death. But as they both left the house. She aimed her arrows…all of them, probably dripping with hate as a poison at me. And I had no where to flee to other then the woods. What a laugh…again… I, one of the omnipotent beings of the universe, kicked out of my house by a hateful woman…Above the storm worsened. And the first shiver crept over me. But how the stormy weather reflected my own turmoil state of mind. I glanced up now with my eyes opened and screamed out my inner pain. And inside the storm it seemed to re-bounce. An equal pain. Equal loneliness…and I even sensed something I never did before. Someone was up there! In that storm! Not thinking really about it, I flew up. Ignoring the wind blowing my hair back. Not did I care about the charged air. Static currents chiselling around me uncontrolled.

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I sniffing fell on my knees. The storm spreading around me still. Gentle dark black clouds seemingly trying to sooth my pain. All in vain. No charges tried to go to me. Instead they attacked the surface of my seemingly perfect world. But wasn't it the way it went? No matter where? It all seems perfect from a distance, but inside, deep and perhaps hidden, decay already started. What was the use of life then? A learning school for past lives as I believed. Then why was it such a hard one...? My realities world hadn't been created to be a hell to live in, only to reach paradise in death...Was it?

Perhaps I was thinking too much. One of my bad habits. Thinking too much and long about things I couldn't change even if I wished. Hah...what a sadistic joke played by the powers that be. The do-gooder... Hell I gave it my best try. Just a shame it was like a drop of water on a furnace...Damn I was crying again. Feh, as if it would help. If it would, I would have cried a bloody fortune already. Get your act together girl...this is not helping and your only exhausting yourself.

I sat on my knees and wished the rain would have been above me so it would clean my face. Before finishing the thought I was below it as the clouds moved up a few metres. Thick drops fell down and soaked my white gown. But I could care less as the black hair strains were plastered to the sides of my face and on the dress. Soon it clung on me like a second skin as my tears mingled with the rain. For another it was impossible to distinguish a tear from a rain drop. Not that anyone would come. I carefully let the world I created, be. It was easy to go down and tread among the ones I adored.

Maybe I was a lover of masochism. Seeing them live their lives in peace. In harmony...granted sometimes fights. But that was life...never ever did anything come easy. To no one. No it took all my self-control not to go down and clamp one so desperate for some caring, that it was maddening. Until now I managed...if barely. But I did. And it was as I wished it to be. For what use did they have for my daily torments. Petty annoyances while they fought at times to protect what was dear to them. It already lived for about 5 years in her mind. And still I nourished it like an infant. Even if the time past different for the entities roaming here. One year was a decade for them. Perhaps cruel for the quick aging...but still...Maybe if they all died in a couple of yours, I'd take it on herself to join them. But I doubted I had the guts what it took. Too chicken for even that... I laughed sarcastic, choking up as I pushed down a second crying fit.

"Miss?" I stiffed at the voice. please don't let it be spoken to me...must me someone near me...how stupid not to pay attention... I glanced up and quickly had to erase the futile hope. When did I 'ever' got lucky? Never, that's why. I was born, wasn't I?

"Do you mean me?" I asked weary. Peering around to see who spoke. Though I had a very nagging idea. And I didn't like the answer. A light touch on her soaked shoulder.

"I'm here." The same calm voice stated. I whirled around and glanced gasping up. Bawling falling into a heap.

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"You shouldn't be here..." She cried on her knees. Black whips of wet hair clinging her back. I glanced at the sorry excuse for a human being. Or was she? I knelt before her as she shook her head unbelieving. Gently I stopped her from shaking. Two blurry green eyes glanced back. Inside them I saw such deep loneliness and intense sorrow I gulped. It was like I was absorbed by it...no...it was a mirror reflection from my own heart...speechless we glanced at the other. The rain still cascading down on us. Lightning flashing, and allowing brief impression of the looks of the other.

"Why are you crying?" I whispered softly. And added a pleating hint to the whisper. Silly enough, feeling that talking louder could shatter this frail and very sensitive being. I felt like she wasn't part of this universe...but in a way was connected to it. She glanced puzzled up at me. Seemingly stunned I spoke. Inside, I smiled cold. Even this woman doesn't like my true side. Better get my act back up... So I clasped the nap of my neck and smiled silly.

"I thought you looked unhappy...anything I can do?" She turned away. Seemingly insulted. This stunned me. Usually they would start laughing and get over, what ever bugged them.

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I softly groaned. Not only is he here, he's putting that idiotic act up...double unlucky day...

"Act normal." I muttered. Struggling up and waving the clouds below me again. I noticed his stunned expression. Nice move runt, now you really rattled him. At days like these I just couldn't screw up enough...dammit...other subject. "She kicked you out again?"

"Who?" He glanced so confused I took it for truth. Not the mask talking here.

"Your wife, your, I loving to hate you, wife." I added cold. His face faltered for a moment. Clearly I could see his, How could she know? Look. Then he glanced at my dress and the red emblem stamped on it...Supreme Megami? Darn...he could read.

"Um..."

"Forget it. Just go home." I grunted. Rubbing my wet cheeks, new tears flowing once more. But he didn't move. Instead he sat down. Ignoring the muddy ground. Sighing I sat beside him. We both glancing at the raging lightning storm. Finding an echo in our hearts. We neither knew what to say. I could read his mind but tried not too. We sat in friendly silence looking at the violent nature display.

***

I briefly glanced at the young woman beside me. Her glance once more dull and painfully alone. Peering at my hands I mused that I must look similar. A particularly loud clash made me look up. The following flashes lighting her face grim up. She didn't seemed as startled as I was.

"My name is Son..." I whispered after Kami knew how long. She produced a side smirk.

"I know..." I already anticipated this answer and had prepared another.

"And yours?" She visibly deflated.

"I can't tell you. It's not done."

"Why not?" I asked before I could stop myself. This was getting stranger and stranger... She looked unlike any supreme entity I ever met. She had a human skin tone unlike the purplish of Kibito...

"Because..." She never finished, instead she sighed deep. Making me itch to put my arm around her. She had to be cold. But she also seemed to hold me at bay. Over the years I developed a nose for problems and how people would respond to actions of mine. On one side I thought I could fairly well predict her response. But on the other...

"Because..." I repeated when she seemed to have forgotten my question.

"Because, I might destroy it by telling an inhabitant..." Okay...she has me confused. How could this woman destroy this planet? She didn't have a Ki that was impressive...Not at all... But she seemed convinced enough as she searched my face. As if I know the truth. I smiled ruefully. Maybe she just 'thought' she'd destroy it. Didn't need to happen. Could be just a figment of her imagination.

"Humour me." I stated. She paled.

"Your willing to gamble your existence?" She stammered. Boy...does she believe this...I nodded. She shifted a bit, glancing gloomy down. "Fine...if I lose this...but fine. It's..." she closed her eyes as I watched curious. "Rixt..." I waited for a shudder, or the prophecy of the annihilation of the world I knew. Nothing happened. Not counting the storm moving to the west. Well...that cleared that misunderstanding. She seemed stunned. Very stunned as she glanced at her hands.

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Okay...this is weird...I mused. I just said my name and it still exists...I honestly believed that by voicing my name it all would vanish. Maybe it existed too long already to be whisked away by this...I didn't really know what I felt. Relief, confusing. Anger because I seemed to have been misinformed by my own feelings of coming doom? No idea anymore. Just the feeling I couldn't stay. Maybe never come again. And just let it be in peace. I seemed to have meddled in even when I didn't wanted too. Could it be the creatures roaming about became...sentient? A world in a mind? Was the reality I was so accustomed to, in someone's brain too? Damn, they better check it out. It was messy...needed a spring cleaning 'badly'.

I rose sighing. Glancing down at the man who caused this in the first place. Thanks allot Son...thanks but no thanks...now I feel even more shitty then I did before. He glanced confused up at me, actually...it stuck a cord but I was holding my foot stiff. I wasn't lingering about. This would be my last visit.

"I have to go now." I informed calmly. Gazing at the returning stars as the storm drifted away. He rose beside me. Dwarfing me. Maybe it was just my feeling.

"Why?" I heard him ask. "You told me to stop acting. Why don't you take your own advice?" I stiffened. He...how dare he....but....huh? I didn't know.

"It's...I can't do that here." He chuckled. I heard he did. The bastard.

"Afraid for a planet explosion like when you said your name?" HE DARED ME DAMMIT.

I turned by back to him. My shoulders slumping. Ah what the hell...perfectly miserable ending of a perfectly miserable day. Not even sure I could I dropped the fond illusion of the perfect me. My shoulder broadened a bit. My body gained a few pounds... And the smooth pale skin darkened a little and wasn't that smooth any longer. My flaming green eyes dulled to a moss green. Deflated I plucked my soaked night shirt which was off white due to many laundry sessions. And my feet were getting soaked on the muddy top. I turned to face him once more as tears of shame trickled down my cheeks. And I actually felt like I could strangle him. And hated myself for accepting the dare.

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Confused at her unconvertible feelings, even shame and hatred aimed at herself...I wracked my brain to find the answer as to 'why'? Why was she so ashamed. Why was she hating herself. And why did she feel that the previous form enhanced her beauty? I just didn't get it...really I didn't. I met many girls and none had been so insecure about themselves. And here I met another creator, and she felt 'very' insecure. Maybe Dende would know her...perhaps I should take her there. Why did she look so distant... a flux in her energy pattern. Was she teleporting? Before I stopped myself I touched her arm and was whisked away with her.

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