Beautiful Stranger

by Grey Bard
Email: fitzrose at email.msn.com

 

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Disclaimer: (to the tune of "We Wish you a Merry Christmas")

Please, please please please please
don't sue me,
I am aware
They're not mine,
No money was made on this,
for I'm not Sci Fi

Oh Mr. Rockne, please forgive me,
This is done in love for your exquisite show!

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<< Haven't we met? >>
Some kind of beautiful stranger
You could be good for me
I've had the taste for danger

If I'm smart then I'll run away
But I'm not so I guess I'll stay
Heaven forbid
I'll take my chance on a beautiful stranger

I looked into your eyes
And my world came tumbling down
You're the devil in disguise
<< That's why I'm singing this song >>

I remember the first time I saw you. You were scared and angry as anything and I still thought I was hallucinating, but the first time our eyes met I felt something. A shock of, I don't know, recognition. Not love at first sight, don't get me wrong; I was scared of you, but something else too. D*mned if I know what it was. All I know is that p.o.'ed and hot eyed and sweaty with adrenaline you were the most beautiful thing I had ever seen. And nothing was ever the same again.

I have never felt this way. Not like this. Not this combination of fear and pain and loneliness and respect and sheer animal attraction. There is no one like you, Aeryn. No one else has ever been able to put you out of my mind, not even for a minute, I mean microt. Believe me, it's been tried. No one else is ever you, so no one else is ever enough. You're amazing. Intelligent and honorable, vulnerable and oddly gentle, but none of that makes you less dangerous, not even for a moment. There is something feral about your wariness, about the way you move like the hunter you are; lithe and smooth like some magnificent savannah predator, deadly but magnetic. That caution might have seemed ridiculous back before, paranoid even, but all the rules have changed.

Somehow a little of the attraction comes from the danger. Something in you calls to a part of me I'd never even suspected existed. The universe has taken on sharp edges, and suddenly everything *matters* because of you. You woke something up in me. Something old and strong and fiercely greedy for living now that it's tasted a good thing. I think I've snarled more in the time I've known you than in all the rest of my life put together.

<< To know you >>
Is to love you
You're everywhere I go
And everybody knows
To love you
Is to be part of you
I paid for you with my tears
And swallowed my pride

Beautiful stranger...
Beautiful stranger...

If I'm smart then I'll run away
But I'm not so I guess I'll stay
Haven't you heard?
<< I fell in love with a beautiful stranger >>

Do you know what it's like to have always known what you were and what you are doing, be good at it and suddenly have it mean next to nothing? Yeah, I guess you do. It's just... I was a grown man at the top of my field with a brilliant future ahead of me and now so little I've done, so little I know means anything here!

But it isn't the whole displacement thing that got to me, it was you. Even being spacewarped through unknown millions of light years wouldn't have changed me the way you have. This all would have been one big thrill ride on the way home, but now Earth isn't home. Not really. Because of you. Because of us. Because there's little joy in kiddie rides after a rollercoaster. Because...... Aww, frell. Who am I fooling? Because even my pride isn't worth losing you, and Earth is no place for a Sebacean. Not forever.

<< I looked into your face >>
My heart was dancing all over the place
I'd like to change my point of view
If I could just forget about you

To know you
Is to love you
You're everywhere I go
And everybody knows

I looked into your eyes
And my world came tumbling down
You're the devil in disguise
<< That's why I'm singing this song to you >>

I've killed because of you, and to be honest, I'm still not sure how to deal with that. I don't mean that poor medtech that got in the way of the virus. I mean Larraque and the virus together. I killed a man in cold blood, and you know what? I didn't hate it.

In fact, it felt kinda good. Because you know what? When I blew up that Marauder ship I wasn't thinking about that medtech the virus had used me to kill, or poor Larraque trapped by the virus just like I had been. H*ll, I wasn't even thinking about saving the universe from the virus. That all came later. All my mind could see was his knife in your gut and his leering smile, and all I knew was that he had to pay. And it felt good.

I'm not a killer, Aeryn. No, that's not true. I *wasn't* a killer. Because it was my finger on that button. Because if it had to have been it would have been my hand on the knife or the trigger. Because I would do it again in a heartbeat. And I probably will have to.

And for all my pain and guilt, part of me still exults in it. And yeah, I look closer at faces now, and I don't like to sit with my back to a crowd offship. I never forget to check for exits, I always have a lie ready.

Maybe what I'm trying to say is at heart, we're not that much different, are we, anymore? And we're getting even less so. Belonging to both peace and war, locked into what we are by each other. And that feral part of me? It doesn't mind the idea of a mated pair of hunters, covering each other's backs and fending off the world.

It's not safe. It's not sane. It would have seemed totally alien to me before I met you. But you know what? I kind of like it.

<< To know you >>
Is to love you
You're everywhere I go
And everybody knows

I paid for you with my tears
And swallowed my pride

Beautiful stranger...
<< Beautiful stranger... >>

 

 

Grey Bard