AN – I haven't written a fanfic in a while, but I'm going to try making my first RENT fic. I'm going to write this fanfic as a One-Shot, but I'll also try to make it so I can add more to it if you all want me to keep writing it. Also, this is, even though they're not my favorite couple, a Maureen/Joanne fanfic in mostly Joanne's point of view. I hope you like it.
- Take Me or Leave me
- Tango: Maureen
- Joanne thinking
Disclaimer – I don't and will never own RENT or the songs used in this fic. Those are all Jonathan Larson's.
It Will Come
x-Sweet Seduction-x
Take me for what I am
Who I was meant to be
And if you give a damn
Take me, baby, or leave me
Take me, baby,
Or leave me
Guess I'm leaving!
I'm gone!
Not long after both Joanne and Maureen said their last words, Joanne walked out of the room and got her jacket before leaving the building all together. She started walking down the street, towards their apartment, with crossed arms, mumbling, "Tango: Maureen" as the few moments between her and Maureen haunted her mind. Rewind, replay, again and again.
Flashback
"You were flirting with the woman in rubber!"
"There will always be women in rubber flirting with me!" Everyone in the room looked at the fighting couple.
Every single day
I walk down the street
I hear people say, "Baby's so sweet"
Ever since puberty
Everybody stares at me
Boys, girls
I can't help it, baby.
Joanne watched Maureen as she sang this and started to walk away. Yes, people flirt with you, but you do it too and just as much! You were the one flirting with the woman in rubber not her. And what about the woman at Corporate America?
So be kind
And don't lose your mind
Just remember that I'm your baby
Take me for what I am
Who I was meant to be
And if you give a damn
Take me, baby, or leave me.
Take me, baby, or leave me.
As Joanne started walking away, Maureen stood up on a table holding a sculpture. She turned around as Maureen continued to sing to her.
A tiger in a cage
Can never see the sun
This diva needs her stage
Baby, let's have fun!
You are the one I choose
Folks would kill to fill your shoes
You love the limelight too, now, baby
So be mine and don't waste my time, praying
"Oh, Hunny Bear, are you still my, baby?"
Maureen got off the table, lifting her shirt up until Joanne said her first words since she started singing.
"Don't you dare."
Take me for what I am
Who I was meant to be
And if you give a damn
Take me, baby, or leave me.
No way, can I be what I'm not
But hey, don't you want your girl hot?
Don't fight
Don't lose your head
'Cause every night, who's in your bed?
Who?
Who's in your bed?
Kiss Pookie.
I asked you to commit to me and you said you would, but you're not. I can't help it, I don't want to lose you.The two of them were now on the stairs with Maureen at Joanne's feet. Joanne pulled her up and started to sing to her in reply.
It won't work
I look before I leap
I love margins and discipline
I make lists in my sleep, baby
What's my sin?
Never quit. I follow through
I hate mess, but I love you
What to do with my impromptu, baby?
So be wise
'Cause this girl satisfies
You've got a prize
So don't comprise
You're one lucky baby!
Take me for what I am
A control freak
Who I was meant to be
A snob yet over-attentive
And if you give a damn
A lovable droll geek
Take me, baby, or leave me
An anal-attentive
She didn't just say that…
That's it!
The straw that breaks my back
I quit!
Unless you take it back
Women
What is it about them?
Can't live with them or without them
Take me for what I am
Who I was meant to be
And if you give a damn
Take me, baby, or leave me
Take me, baby,
Or leave me
Guess I'm leaving!
I'm gone!
Flashback End
Joanne sighed, taking her keys out, and quickly opened the apartment door. She set her keys and jacket down, looking around.As she looked around, eyeing Maureen's things, she thought back to what Mark had said when they first met. Mark was right.
The Tango: Maureen
It's a dark dizzy merry-go-round
As she keeps you dangling
You're wrong
Your heart she is mangling
It's different with me
Joanne slowly started to put Maureen's things together. It wasn't different. It was the same, maybe even worse than what Mark was saying. Why was I so sure of myself when I knew he was right?
And you toss and you turn
'Cause her cold eyes can burn
Yet you yearn and you churn
And rebound.
I think I know what you mean.
The Tango: Maureen
Now I know what you mean, more than ever. Why does this have to happen now?
Did you swoon when she walked through the door?
Every time, so be cautious.
Did she moon over other boys?
More than moon
I'm getting nauseous
The lawyer put the last of Maureen's belongings in the pile she had started. She's a flirt. That's all she is. One minute she'll be there beside you and the next minute she'll be out flirting with some other girl…or boy. Who knows what else? She sang the last few lines of what she had come to know as the Tango: Maureen, quietly to herself.
"And the end came." As a hand landed on her shoulder she wiped her eyes dry just realizing that she was crying. Then she looked up, giving Maureen a cold glare, "Here's your stuff."
She stood up before Maureen could say a word and walked into her bedroom, closing the door behind her.
AN – I know it's a bit short and it's not my best, I might just redo this chapter/one-shot and make it a little less confusing with the change of lyrics and a bit longer. I just want to know what you all think first, so please review.