Title: I Only Know Him in the Dark

Fandom: Repo! The Genetic Opera

Main Ship: Graverobber/OC

Genre(s): Romance/Humor

Rating: T for language

Disclaimer: I do not own Repo! The Genetic Opera or its characters. Just that weird, still currently nameless chick who is stupid and hates Graverobber.

Author's Note: SO UM. I know this is pretty much just a lot of dialogue and not a whole lot of anything else. …Graverobber is probably really out of character, too. Again, this was written really late at night, so I'm not expecting anyone to like it very much. But I figure this whole fanfic will be based off of late-night muses and a lot of crack. Hopefully people like it, though, right? Again, reviews are love~ :3

"Where are you taking me?" She complained. Graverobber had thrown her over his shoulder and was now taking her... somewhere.

He smirked (not that she could see it) and said, "Now why would I tell you that?"

She sighed. "My family is gonna come looking for me, you know. There'll be GeneCops all over the place. They'll find me, wherever you're taking me."

"You sound more like you're trying to convince yourself."

She rolled her eyes. "Like that makes sense."

"Look, it's not like I'm gonna hurt you or anything."

"I don't know about you. Been coming to you for three years now and I know nothing about you."

They were going into a building now. "You don't need to."

"Just like you don't need to know why I was in that alley."

"Yeah, I don't need to know-"

"Exactly.

"-but I want to." They were going up some stairs. It looked like a pretty ratty place. "Which is why I'm not letting you go anywhere until you tell me."

"Like you will if I do? I'll just tell everyone that you kidnapped me."

"No you won't." It sounded like he was unlocking a door.

"And how are you so-" He walked through whatever door he was unlocking and let her down. "-sure of that?" She asked, pulling down and fixing her shirt, which had ridden up on the way.

"You can't afford any of the other Z-dealers."

She made a face, turning her attention toward her surroundings. There was a kitchen, a small space with a couch (she could hardly call it a living room), and then a room led off by a door, which she guessed was a bedroom. "Is this your apartment or something?"

"Yeah."

"Smart."

"I didn't exactly plan on kidnapping you, kid."

"I'd have guessed otherwise." She mumbled, adjusting the strap of the bag on her shoulder. "So when are you gonna let me outta here?"

"When are you gonna-"

"It's none of your business."

"Maybe. I look like I care whether or not it's my business?"

She shot a look at him. "Screw off."

"Think I'll pass on that one."

She sighed. "Whatever. You gonna give me a tour or something?"

He chuckled slightly.

"What? It's not like I'm being held hostage or something. If I'm gonna be staying here for a while, I might wanna know where the bathroom is. Unless you wanna force me to pee in the sink or something. Which would be kind of gross for the both of us."

Graverobber smirked. "Kitchen, Living Room, Bedroom-" He pointed at the various places, then walked into the bedroom, which was considerably big. "-and the bathroom." He said, finally, pointing to a door leading to the bathroom.

"That's it?"

"That's it."

"...Hm."

"What did you expect?"

"I dunno..." She muttered, glancing around the room. When she looked back at him, he was looking at her and kind of... smiling. She subconsciously cocked her head, just slightly, to the right. "What?" She blinked.

"Nothin', kid."

"There's something."

"It's nothing. You hungry?"

"You changed the topic. It's something."

"You some kind of expert or something?"

"No. It's called being horribly obvious."

"Are you hungry or not?"

"I ate before I left. Tell me what it is." She pestered.

"How are you not tired?"

"I'm a night owl. You suck at changing topics."

"You're persistent."

"Thank you, Captain Obvious."

"You don't need to know."

"And why am I here?"

"You gonna keep bringing that up?"

"Obviously it's the reason I'm here, so why not?"

"If you'd just tell me-"

"If you'd just tell me what it is, I'd shut up."

"No, you wouldn't, actually." Graverobber chuckled.

She raised an eyebrow at him for a moment, then smirked slightly. "I'll get it out of you eventually."