~a/n: damn it feels good to be in front of the computer again! I missed you all so much!! Anyway, I've been thinking of maybe a nice, short piece about those lovely powder faced creatures, Flo and Tocuna. So if any of you don't approve of yuri (lesbians), discussion of suicide, eating disorders, or other disturbing subject matter yet to be decided on, run screaming from this story and read some other fic. Thank you for your time.

T h e H e a t o f t h e C h a o s

C h a p t e r O n e : E v e r y t h i n g w i l l b e W o n d e r f u l

Flo bustled into the silent apartment, carrying a bag of groceries. "Tocuna?" she called.

No response.

A familiar panic flooded her insides as she set the bags on the table. "Tocuna?" she called again. Still no answer. Oh god, she thought, how will I find her this time?

She burst into the bathroom. The water was still on and Tocuna was in the tub, her head back and a pair of headphones on her ears.

"Hi," she said, pulling off the headphones and sitting up a little straighter in the bubbly water. "What are you doing home so early?"

"I just, you know, felt like getting some groceries." She shrugged casually, but her heart was beating rapidly and she tried to hide her shallow breathing.

"'kay."

"Right." Flo said distractedly. She left the room and breathed a sigh of relief in the hallway. There were two reasons why she had been so alarmed, one on each of Tocuna's pale, slender wrists. On a day just like this she had come here, to the apartment she shared, and found her lover in a bathtub full of blood, her head back, eyes glazed-

Stop it, she told herself firmly. She shook her head as if to clear it and began putting the food away.

But her memory persisted. The other time she had come home late at night. She had been fighting with Tocuna over an ex-boyfriend and had spent the evening out to give them both a chance to cool off. She came back to the apartment and found her halfway through a bottle of sleeping pills, choking down sobs and forcing the pills down her throat. After that Flo had quit her college courses and got a job at the same times as Tocuna worked. That way, she would almost never be alone.

What would I do without you, Tocuna? I'm nothing without you. She shook her head again and tried to ignore her thoughts. That time was over. The doctor said Tocuna was stable now.

Tocuna came out of the bathroom wrapped in a faded black rode and smiling. "Wasn't expecting you home from your errands until much later. I had no time to clean up." She walked over and threw her arms around Flo from behind, breathing in the scent of her dark hair. "I'm glad you're early, though. Everything will be wonderful now."

"Yes. Everything will work out wonderful." Flo turned to face her and kissed her cheek. "Someday life will be wonderful."

~A/n2: I just felt the need to point out that this is a pre-theater troupe story, which will probably end when they join said troupe. And don't worry- I swear that the quality will increase and there will be some breed of storyline to this story.