I do not own Steven Universe, hence the 'fan-fiction'.

Steven Universe: Roommates

Chapter 2: The Clean Up

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From then on, I began living with Jamie as his roommate. He was very kind in helping me clean the room. As predicted, it took most of the evening to finish removing all articles of clothing as well as any trash we came across. The easy part was cleaning every sides of the cubicle dwelling. It took nothing more, but a bucket filled with cleaning agent that Jamie provided and my powers. I manipulated the liquid inside to spread through the room before having it scrubbed very inch of the room. This sort of water manipulation was child's play as I held my eyes closed the entire time; well for the most part. All I needed were my hands as I began giving my roommate a small performance.

When I heard clapping from behind, I peeked and noticed Jamie's expression along with his hands. He seemed to be quite pleased with my performance and I couldn't help myself as I added more flair to it by dancing all around the room, never losing focus on the mixture I was controlling. I extended my arms outward from my body as I performed several spins.

It didn't occur to me at the time, but I would later find out the meaning of my performance as I finally finished with the walls. I ended it by having the water mixture compressed into a simple orb before placing it inside the bucket. With that, I turned to Jamie and found what it felt like receiving many compliments. It felt surprisingly different from when I received them from Steven. He was really the only one that would come forth and praise me like that. Somehow Jamie was doing exactly the same thing to me though differently as I bent down to give a bow. Perhaps I grew too accustomed living with Steven as well as being around him. He really was the closest thing to a human that I interacted other than Connie who was actually human.

"That was spectacular...you were spectacular."

His words made my body vibrated with mirth before speaking. "Really? It wasn't really all that amazing as you made it sound. I can do a lot more than just that."

He looked surprised but spoke nonetheless. "What! Come on! The way you moved gracefully from one side to another without even opening your eyes...seeing you made my heart leaped in excitement. The subtly, the swiftness along with your mystical aura made it the more astonishing to watch. Are you a professional dancer?"

"I don't know about that, but I do like to dance."

"So you must dance a lot then?"

The question reminded me of my captivity. I didn't want to show Jamie any of my sad sides, so I quickly spun around to hide my face. "Not as much as I would like to." I left it as that, then Jamie began talking about himself. It made me wondered if he caught on and simply changed topic to please me. Whatever the reason, I internally thanked him.

He talked about his hobby, which turned out to be acting. He had always been fascinating by the act as a child that it wasn't a surprised to him that he started out as a street performer. Street performers were those who performed their 'acts' in the street rather than in a building, at least that was how Jamie explained them to me. He did it for several years before deciding to leave Beach City to pursue his dream.

Before he could say anymore, Steven came by with a box of my things. His personal tale was so interesting that I was disappointed when it was interrupted just as the excitement was building up within me. I wanted to know how he fared when he left to pursue what he loved to do the most.

"Steven!" Jamie said as Steven walked toward them. "Wait, is that everything?" He asked when he saw how small the box was.

"That's right. That's everything I own." I said as I took the box from Steven. "I got a few books, sea shells and pretty rocks I found on the beach." I said as I placed the box on top of the bed. From there, I gathered all the books and was about to head to the bookcase but Jamie came forth and smiled.

"Please Milady, allow me."

He insisted as he took the books from my hands. "Thank you." I said. I liked the amount of kindness he was showing. It was no wonder that he was friends with Steven. It made me somewhat warm inside the more I thought about it. I tried to distract myself by arranging my collection of sea shells on top of a shelf that was already mounted on the wall.

"Hey guys, I should be going. Pearl and the rest of the gang would get worried if I'm not back home before nightfall."

Oh right. How could I forget? Steven had a curfew to be home before nightfall unless on a mission. Just as I was about to speak up and walk him home, Jamie had beaten me to it.

"Why don't I walk you over there."

"Sure! That'll be awesome!" Steven said.

"I'm coming along as well." I said firmly.

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We walked back to Steven's house and the chat along the way was even more pleasant than the one we had before. Jamie didn't continue his tale, but that was nothing major as I was pretty sure he would continue at a later time. At least with this conversation, he offered to let me read some of his collections of plays and novels. He even said he wrote a few originals he was planning to transit them into his theater. I read a few stories myself, though mostly what Steven and Connie were interested, but they had this vast magical aspect that allowed my imagination to grow. I was curious in reading a manuscript, especially one that was written by Jamie.

"I hope I could maybe read a few of them. That is, if you're alright with it." I added when I realized how forward I may have sounded. The wind blew suddenly and I felt my dress was ruffling all about. I tried to face away, but then I felt someone's arms around me as they pulled me in. The exhalation of the wind lasted for a few seconds, but once it was over, I opened my eyes.

Jamie had his hold on me, but softly let go. There was an air of tension between us, but that didn't stop me from letting out with a soft tone, a simple thank you.

"You're welcome. We better hurry, the sun already disappeared." He said as I nodded. I couldn't help but noticed the look Steven had when that happened. Was there something he wanted to say?

Just as we arrived in front of Steven's door to his house, the said door opened with Peridot jumping forward to us. She seemed angry for some reason as she looked at each one of us before focusing her sight on Steven.

"You! You said we'll have a re-match today but you didn't bother to wake me up for it."

"I'm sorry Peridot. I didn't forget, honest. It just that when I saw you asleep in my bed, you looked so cute with the expression you had on your face. I didn't want to disturb your dream."

Peridot was taken back but let out a small cough before composing herself. "Right, well I forgive you. Now come on, or else we'll miss the new installment of those crying food you call friends." Peridot began pushing Steven inside.

"You mean 'Crying Breakfast Friends!'. Bye and goodnight Jamie and Lapis!" Steven said as he began waving his hand as he was pushed further into the house.

"Goodbye and goodnight." "Goodbye and goodnight to you Steven! Thanks again!"

Just as we closed the door and left, I heard Peridot's voice. "Where is she going?" I smiled as Jamie and I were walking by the quiet shoreline.

"It's beautiful...the sight of the ocean in the night. The only sound to be heard is the surprisingly soft bellow from the waves."

Jamie's talk about the ocean reminded me of when I stole the ocean to make a tower long enough for me to return home. Back then, my gem was damaged and I couldn't activate my wings. Even though Steven healed my gem and I returned the ocean to everyone, I couldn't help but feel slightly guilty for my actions.

"So as I was saying before, I decided to follow my dream and took a trip to Kansas." Jamie began his story from where he left off.

"Jamie." I said interrupting the very story I was excited to hear. There was something that needed to come out from my chest. "I'm sorry, but there's something I need to tell you."

"Sure, what is it?"

I wasn't sure on where I should begin so I began from where Pearl gave me to Steven. Back then, I was a mirror or rather trapped inside a mirror. I knew that Jamie would be confused by the amount of information I was suddenly providing. I tried to keep it as simple as possible but I knew Jamie had many questions on his mind.

"But, what I want to tell you most is that when I finally got out...I really wanted to go home. Home was really the only thing I had on my mind. And I cou-"

"Lapis." His voice interrupted me as I felt his fingers caressing my face.

"Huh?" I was on the verge on crying as he brushed the small amount of water droplets forming below my eyes. I felt him pulling me in as he held me close. Nothing was said as the waves from the ocean drew in passed our legs. The water was a nice feeling as they soaked our feet back and forth. The water also helped in softening the sands below us as they made nice cushions.

"You don't have to tell me right away..." He whispered to my ear before I lifted my face from his chest. "We're roommates after all so there's plenty of time to learn about each other. So why not call it a day and save our stories for another time. Hm?" He gave me one of those reassuring smiles that I had seen on the television.

"Okay."

It didn't occur to me until we got back to Jamie's house, but we were holding hands the entire time. It made me smile as we went inside and Jamie began cooking. I told him I didn't eat.

"You don't?"

"No, the gem on my back provides all the energy I need. So there's no reason for me to eat."

"Well, can you at least taste a sample? I'm making pasta and pasta is my specialty." He seemed proud of his ability to make food.

"Well, I guess I could..." I would usually decline when Steven or Connie offered me something like 'cookies', 'peanut butter and jelly sandwich' and so forth. Though with Jamie, I made the effort to try something at least once.

"Great! Besides, there's more to food than just eating to acquire energy." He said as he began dressing up for the occasion. He wore a chef hat and an apron before starting the fire on the stove.

That night, I finally understood what was the big deal in eating different foods. Once I took a bite, I couldn't help but ask for more. Jamie prepared a second plate before he sat down, watching me as I ate his pasta. It felt embarrassing, but that didn't stop me from chowing down on some delicious pasta with meat. He simply smiled before taking a bite out of his own creation.

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Omake

Just as we were about to leave to go to Steven's house, Jamie stopped. He began taking off his sandals before walking out bare-foot. He smiled at both Steven and I as I spoke.

"Why did you take off your sandals?" I asked.

"I'm curious how it would feel walking like you do." He stared down at my feet.

-End of Omake

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END OF CHAPTER TWO

Sorry it took so long. Let me know what you think. -sorrowXdarkness