Disclaimer: Of course if I was Jhonen I wouldn't care enough to write this…at least I think I wouldn't…but then again I really can't say that seeing as I have never met him myself…Anywho, I'm sure you get the idea that I don't own Johnny or Devi.

The elevator stopped with a shudder, Johnny stood and walked out of the doors the lobby to the building was small and hideously blue. He sneered and headed for the auto lock double door.

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Her head was spinning, Why, why did this have to happen. Her heart pounded as she flew down the stairs she was still on the second floor Johnny was probably already gone, Why do I still love him? The question ran through her head as she hit the last flight of steps, it was almost enough to stop her in her tracks.

"Why do I love him?" she voiced the question, "He tried to kill me!" But her legs kept moving pumping down the steps until she came to the door. Devi's hands flew out to the handle, she ran through as the front doors swung shut.

"Johnny!"

He kept moving, Dr. Fox said never look back he thought as he reached the door to his car. The door was unlocked; he pulled it open and slid into the vehicle snapping his seatbelt and shoving the keys into the ignition he started the car.

"Johnny…I need to talk to you, I need to figure some things out."

He put his head back and closed his eyes giving Devi enough time to run to the door of the car. "What do you want Devi?"

"I want to go with you…"

"No, I don't want to take the chance that I may hurt you again. You don't understand how long it's been since I've felt even half way normal…Dr. Fox told me to let the past rest, but I couldn't leave without saying goodbye to you first." Johnny said

"That has to say something to you, you trusted yourself enough to be near me." She was frantic.

A sigh escaped his lips, "I trust myself for now, but if something happens, if I snap…I don't want you to be in the way of that."

Johnny shifted the car into drive, "If you want to keep in contact, my number is on that paper I gave you."

He looked away from her, "Goodbye Devi." His foot pressed the gas and his car sped away leaving Devi on the curb clutching the small sheet of paper.

It's better this way, I promise. He thought looking into the rearview mirror at Devi's reflection.

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With his eyes closed he rested back in the chair, "Johnny…Johnny!" he felt the chair shake and grudgingly opened his eyes,

"What do you want Dwayne?"

"The boss is heading down the hall; he's come to check out your latest project."

Johnny looked down at the few doodles he had managed to come up with since he got to the building at ten earlier that day. "Shit."

"Shit is right," The short man walked into the room and glanced at the doodles, "What is this crap Johnny? Usually you are the best graphic design artist on my team but lately…you've been slacking."

Johnny sighed, his grip tightened on his pencil. "These," he said calmly, "Are just concept drawings…they will look better when I finish them." He lied easily.

The Boss snorted before walking to another table to criticize another employee. Johnny glared at his back for a moment before returning to his drawings. His hair fell into his eyes; he had allowed it to grow quite wild since he left. He considered himself to be well off now, he had money to pay for his meds and the weekly visits to Dr. Stone. Johnny sighed I know I'm happy but something is missing.

He glanced at his drawings; they all resembled Devi. "No," he stood up, "I am done with that part of my life."

"Hey, Johnny, you feeling okay?" Dwayne asked

"As a matter of fact…I'm not." He rubbed his eye, "I think I'm going to go home and rest."

Dwayne nodded as Johnny walked out the door

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The rain was pouring; it quickly managed to soak through Johnny's coat and shirt. He was shivering now. Despite his hatred of public transportation he hailed a taxi, even Johnny couldn't stand the weather. Within ten minutes the cab pulled up in front of his building, "Thank you." Johnny tossed some money at the driver and ran for the refuge of the stoop. He unlocked the door and headed inside.

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Upstairs in his apartment Johnny had decided to shower for warmth, seeing as the heating didn't work so well. Steam poured out of the bathroom, Johnny sat on the floor of the tub looking at what he assumed scars from when he was a teenager. They were long vertical lines of raised tissue, funny that I can't even remember these. He smiled then sighed, the water was getting progressively colder. Johnny swung around and turned the water off. He stood and stepped out of the shower wrapping himself in a towel.

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Devi walked up the steps slowly not sure if she was doing the right thing Johnny said he wanted to be better…what if being near me makes him sick.

She stopped doubting her decision to find him. He seemed fine last time I talked to him. With a final resolve she started up the steps again to Johnny's floor. Devi reached his door and stood still almost frozen should I be doing this?

After standing what seemed like hours frozen she heard someone running. She looked down the hall a man with short curly hair ran up to Johnny's door and rang the bell.

"Hey," he said "What are you standing here for?"

She faltered for a moment, "I knew Johnny…I wanted to talk to him."

He smiled, "I'm Dwayne, I work with Johnny."

"Devi," She said.

Dwayne reached out and rang the bell again. From inside the apartment Devi heard his voice. "I said hold on a minute!"

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The doorbell rang, "Shit, Just a minute!" He grabbed a pair of black cargo pants and slipped into them. Again the bell rang, "I said hold on a minute!" without stopping to grab his shirt he ran out of the bathroom to the front door with a towel around his shoulders. He looked through the peep hole and saw Dwayne standing outside; Dwayne smiled and held up a package addressed to Johnny.

He sighed undid the chain lock and opened the door, "What the hell is this?" he said moving so Dwayne could walk in.

"I don't know it came for you after you left." He said.

Johnny began to shut the door. "Wait," Dwayne said, "Aren't you going to let that girl in?"

"Girl, What girl?" Johnny opened the door again. Devi stood frozen in place, she couldn't help it.

"Devi."

"Johnny…I." she started.

"What are you doing here?" He asked his voice edging on hostility.

She looked to the ground, "I've been thinking about you a lot lately."

"You could have just called me." Johnny said looking at her.

"But that wouldn't have worked, I…I had to see you…had to know you were okay." She paused for a moment looking into his honey brown eyes, "I know you don't want to be near me, you want to obliterate all feeling for me…but I…"

"Come in Devi." Johnny stepped aside.

Devi looked at him thanking him without saying a word. Dwayne felt out of place he sensed this was a personal thing, "Well Johnny I just wanted to bring that by so I guess I'll see you at work tomorrow."

"Yeah okay, thanks Dwayne." Johnny took the package and set it on the table as Dwayne left.

The room grew silent after the door closed Devi stood awkwardly in the middle of the room Johnny stared at her, taking in her green eyes, purple hair, and pale skin. He closed his eyes trying to block out her image.

Devi stood staring at Johnny with equal interest. His hair was now shaggy andcovered the tops of his ears, his skin was a little darker, and the bags under his eyes had vanished. She glanced at the towel that fell over his shoulders exposing his chest.

Johnny noticed her glance move down causing him to look down, he finally realized that he had a towel wrapped around his shoulders. "Excuse me for a minute." He turned and walked toward his room pulling the towel off, "Make yourself comfortable."

He returned a few minutes later wearing a grey shirt, "How have you been Devi?" Johnny flopped next to her on the couch.

"I'm fine…it's just that I haven't been able to stop thinking about you, I needed to see you." She finished lamely.

"I've been thinking about you a lot too." He said. He pulled his sketch book off of the table and flipped through the pages, all the women in the pictures resembles Devi. "I don't know why…It's been hard trying not to think about you."

Her eyes softened, "Johnny?"

"I have been trying, I have been going to the doctor, and I've been taking me medication. But no matter what I do your face is stuck up here." He pointed at his head, "I love you and it nearly killed me to drive away that night."

Before she knew what she was doing her arms were wrapped around his thin shoulders, her head rested lightly against his chest listening to the sound of his breathing and the beating of his heart. "Johnny, I love you too." It was the first time she had said it aloud to any one.

"That's good." He said.

"Why?"

"Because if you love me it gives me permission to do this." He put his hand to her chin and tilted her head back slightly brushing his lips against hers. It was a soft, gentle beautiful kiss. Suddenly everything that had been missing was right here in front of him.

Any who...I'm considering another chapter, I'm not sure if I want to make this sad or not.