Disclaimer: Eve and Jon are mine, the rest aren't.
'I swear, sometimes I'm like a child.'
Eve looked around the shattered remains of her kitchen, toeimng several shards of glass.
'I throw tantrums when I don't get my way, and destory everything in my path.'
She smiled down at the browning remains of Jon's pear peels.
'Is that all I'm capable of? Destruction? I spread my hands to everything and no matter what it is, what I do, everything I touch turns to ashes.'
"You're up late."
Eve turned around, twirling a strand of hair around her fingers. Jon smiled at her, stepping around a pile of trash, heading toward the sink a cracked cup in hand.
"Yeah... I couldn't sleep." Eve replied
Jon chuckled, filling his cup with water.
"Hm... you couldn't get dressedeither?"
Eve scratched her head and looked down at her naked form.
'I didn't even realize...'
"Oh..." She said
Jon laughed again.
"You're so silly, sweetheart." He said, walking out of the kitchen
Eve turned to him, blinking.
'Are you kidding me?' She thought 'He's fine with this? This isn't normal. Isn't sane. No normal person would do this... so why now? Why me? Does he really love me that much? Does love really turn you into that big of a fool?'
She ran her fingers through her soft blonde hair.
"When did I bleach this?" She thought 'I don't even remember. Matter of fact, why did I?'
She chuckled, moving over to the broom closet and grabbing the broom and sponge mop that felt foreign in her hands.
"I've become acustomed to the maids taking care of me and the house." She muttered, carefully moving the broom across the scattered shards on the floor
Suddenly, she began to laugh.
'I think... I've wasted enough time.' She thought
Shuichi's breath fell softly on Yuki's chest. His head was nestled in Yuki's shoulder, his mouth open, leaving Yuki praying that he didn't start to drool.
Yuki felt himself begin to smile down at his tiny lover, exhausted from several hours of intense love making.
'I really do push him too far.' Yuki thought 'He doesn't have the kind of stamina that I do, and I know that him being... on bottom... must take more out of him than I give him credit for.'
He sighed, leaning down and placing a soft kiss on Shuichi's forehead.
'You said something bad was going to happen?' He thought, his eyes wandering down to the barely visable scars left on his wrists. 'Shu... I think... you might be right.'
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A.N. I know it's been like forever since I've updated this story, but I've been so busy with all the other ones that this one has just kind of fallen onto the back burner. But I've decided that I might just place the stories that I've been updating a lot (Broken Wings, The Coffeeshop) on the back burner and work on my older ones a bit. So be expecting some more Chaos Theory soon, as well as some Stranger Things Have Happened some Orange Dream Bar, and even (back by popular demand!) Promise. Thanks for reading!