Sex, Lies, and Diamonds | By : hathawaynoa0093 Category: +S through Z > Steven Universe Views: 13267 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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"I will only speak to Steven Quartz Universe."
"You don't make the demands. We do. Tell us how and why you're here."
"I will only speak to Steven Qua-"
"You do understand that even if we had him, we'd never let you talk to him?"
"Liar. I saw him in the docking bay. I just want to talk-"
"Sure, right before you start touching him like we all know you will."
"I won't! I gave that up!"
"You don't 'give up' touching kids!"
"I was wrong, and I got better!"
"That's a hell of a saving grace to all the lives you and your empire destroyed! Thank goodness White fucking Diamond came to her senses after five thousand years of raping and molesting!"
"Jasper," a voice said over the intercom, "interview time's over."
Jasper grumbled as she stood up from her chair, then got in White's face.
"Sadistic fuck. Freak-show mother-fucker. We'll get something out of you soon enough. Y'know why? Because we've got something more powerful than your inferiority complex and self-loathing. It's called a volume knob."
Jasper stomped out of the interview room. White could hear her yelling indistinctly. Suddenly, blaringly loud music came on over the speakers. White shuddered and blocked out the sounds, rolling her eyes at such a primitive technique.
Oh, Jasper, she thought. You haven't changed a bit.
-
"And this, Steven, is where all the magic happens."
"Whoooa..."
Steven was awestruck as he glanced around at the pilot room. It was tan colored, just like Garnet's ship - in fact, it was almost exactly like Garnet's ship, just more spacious and having more doors and ladders. Steven gazed out the window and out into space, his mind void of negative feelings for a very short time before a hand much bigger than Garnet's gave him a pat on the back.
"Welcome to your new home, kid. The Diamonds and their friends won't even catch a whiff of you over here."
He looked beside him to see a very large Gem, one with smoky, dark blue skin and bundled, yet flowing rows of hair. She wasn't smiling or giving any outward signs of happiness, but Steven could sense joy radiating from her body just from his presence.
"We're all glad you have you here, Steven. Name's Bismuth. I'm the leader of this rebellion."
"Rebellion?" Steven asked. "But there's nothing to rebel against. The empire's gone."
"I hate to say it, but that's where you're wrong, boy. The Authority's still alive and well, not just in force, but in spirit. And your mom and all her little Crystal friends? They're planning something real big. The Authority Loyalists have been getting harder to kick out of our spaces, and even harder to remove from theirs. They're reforming the old guard, and bringing in new ones too."
"Wow... I thought the thingy my mom pushed through would have done something."
"Oh, it did. It gave us a hell of a lot of future fighters in the forms of former Cluster members."
"That was a lot of F's."
"Yeah, and- huh? Lot of F's?"
"You, uh... You used a bunch of words with the letter F in them, and I thought... Sorry..."
Steven averted his gaze away from Bismuth, awaiting a yell or something physical. Bismuth looked down at him, confused.
"Nothing to be sorry about, kid, but... Maybe save the jokes until after I get done explaining the sociopolitical situation post-Authority?"
Steven gradually looked back at Bismuth, worry in his look.
"You're not... uh... I mean... I..."
"You expecting something?"
"Y- yeah..."
"Like what?"
"...uh..."
Without a word, Steven dropped his pants. Bismuth raised an eyebrow in shock and confusion before looking away.
"Woah, woah, woah! I didn't need to see that!"
Steven blushed as he stood there, his legs starting to wobble as he looked at the floor.
"I'm really sorry... That's what my girlfriend would make me do when I... talked out of line..."
"...The fu-? The hell's up with your girlfriend?"
Then the hatch leading the the lower level opened.
"Hey, Bis? Jasper's interview- WOAH!"
The hatch closed shut. Steven covered his face with his hands, not bothering to pull his pants back up out of shame. He heard Bismuth dash towards the hatch.
"Hey, come back! This isn't what it looks like!"
"I'm real sorry about that," he heard an older boy's voice say. "Guess I should have knocked!"
Then he felt his pants being pulled up. He opened his eyes to see a human boy, a few years older than him, with a light-brown skin tone and messy, auburn hair, dressed in a strange yellow-and-red spacesuit.
"Hey, dude, is this how you greet the ladies?"
The older boy gave him a chuckle and a pat on the arm, but Steven wasn't laughing. The other boy's smile quickly dissipated before he held out his hand.
"Name's Lars Barriga. Also known as Lars of the Stars!"
"No one here calls him that," Bismuth added, making Lars shoot a glare at her.
"That's what my fans call me!"
"Yeah, all six of them."
"You... Shut up," he said with a chuckle before going back to Steven.
"Anyways... Welcome aboard the Light of Justice! More like the Tan of Justice, right?"
"Lars," Bismuth interrupted, her voice denoting annoyance. "Does the kid look like he's in the mood for jokes?"
Lars frowned before stepping back.
"Aww... I thought I could see him crack a little smile there."
"It's okay," Steven replied as he stared at the floor. "I just wanna look out into space."
Bis and Lars looked at each other, then back to Steven. Lars awkwardly waved at him before going back down the hatch.
"Alrighty then. Have fun!"
Bismuth led Steven up to the pilot controls, allowing Steven to gaze off into space.
"That was... really awkward," she said after a few moments of silence. "Just stay right here and come down to the living quarters when you're ready. I've got some business to take care of."
Steven didn't respond as he stared off into the expanse of stars and lights in front of him. The hatch opened and shut again as Steven took a while to collect his thoughts.
I probably went too far. I think I made her hate me now...
-
"What the fuck did those sick motherfuckers do to him?"
"He told me enough to know that we can't let them near him for the rest of his life."
"The kid just dropped his pants even after I said he was fine! Then he said his girlfriend makes him do that when he... Ugh. Makes me wanna beat the shit out of all of 'em..."
"Agreed."
"Hey, guys?" Steven announced as he climbed down the ladder into the living quarters. "Are you talking about me?"
He stepped onto the floor to see Garnet and Bismuth having a chat at a table. The two flashed smiles at him, although Steven knew they were just for show. They dropped the ruse quickly enough.
"Yes," Garnet said. "We were talking about how you, uh... You know. Can you come here, please?"
Steven began to feel a tingle of fear and revulsion in his lower back and head as he approached the little table. Something bad was about to happen as Garnet gave him a rub on the shoulder.
"Me and Bis have been talking, and, uh... We think it's best you hang with Lars during your time here."
"...Huh?"
Steven was already mentally preparing himself for it. The fakeout. The practice. The touching. The... intercourse. Then out came Lars from one of the rooms, wearing a casual purple shirt and jeans.
"Did someone call for Lars of the- ...oh. Hey, Steven."
They all awkwardly looked at each other in silence before Steven slowly got out of his seat and inched towards Lars. It was too surreal, too uneasy for someone to say something as Steven soon stood by Lars' side.
"Uh... Okay. I'm hanging with Lars now."
Everyone was quiet for a few seconds more before Garnet burst into an alleviating laughter that made everyone else laugh along. Steven blushed as he laughed out loud, releasing some of the pent-up tension as Lars rustled his hair.
"Hey, Steven? I was thinking. Wanna know why I'm here?"
"Heheheh... Uh, yeah, sure thing."
The laughter quieted down as Lars led Steven to his room. Looking around, Steven saw that it was the exact same as Garnet's ship, just with some paintings and posters on the wall instead. The posters were for sports events from a long time ago, and the paintings were all spectacularly well done - one of Lars and what Steven assumed were his mom and dad caught his eye as the painting hung over Lars' bed.
"Like that one, dontcha?" Lars asked. "Did it myself, and from memory, too."
"I'm just surprised someone my age did this. It looks so good!"
"Heheh... Your age?"
He sat in the chair at his desk, rolling it towards Steven.
"Unless you're three hundred and sixty seven, I'd think twice about saying that."
Steven's eyes widened in amazement.
"...What?"
He waited for the snicker or the 'psych'. But it didn't come. Instead, Lars grabbed the bottom of his shirt.
"Check this out."
Lars pulled his shirt up to reveal a shining, beautiful pink gem where his belly button would be. Steven's mouth hung open. He was speechless. Lars let him gaze for a bit longer before pulling his shirt back down.
"Yeah, I'm what you'd call a human experiment... If I was still a human. Nah, I've been a gem since your momma put this bad boy in my belly... Oops. Did I say that out loud?"
Now Steven was just confused. His face contorted, trying to make sense of the bombshell Lars had just dropped. Lars gave him a chuckle.
"What the hell?"
"Hey, now. Language, little dude."
Steven sat on Lars' bed as Lars rolled up to him.
"Lemme unjam some of the gears in your head for you," Lars said with a smile.
--Three hundred and fifty years ago--
Lars had finished packing his most important things in his backpack. He'd written his last notes to mom and dad, the both of them out at work. He looked back at the inside of his house one more time before closing the door, wiping tears from his face as he walked off.
I'm really sorry, he thought, but I just don't wanna be here anymore.
He walked aimlessly outside of his cul-de-sac and into the bustling noise and action of a small city. It was a sunny day, and he was wishing he had packed a water as he made his way from the city outskirts and into the city itself. He could feel swarms of eyes surrounding him, glaring at him as he crossed his arms and began to consciously control his breathing.
You're okay, no one's coming for you, no one's gonna...
"Hello," he heard an older man say at his side. "Aren't you a little too young to be here?"
Lars turned to see a stereotypically evil looking man. Poindexter glasses, black suit and slacks, fedora. A weasely face that stared almost angrily at him.
"Come here, let's see if we can find your parents-"
Lars broke out in a run, ignoring the man's cries of "come back" and "stop". He did his best to avoid contacting others as he ran, the man's yells to "stop that kid" growing faint as he dashed down the crowded sidewalk. Before long, he was one with the moving crowd as he clung for life to the straps of his backpack. His eyes caught an alleyway as he tried to ignore all the other eyes he could feel staring at him. He dashed into the alleyway, hiding behind a garbage receptacle. Looking around to make sure no one was watching, he began to cry.
He put his hands in his face and sobbed quietly so no one could hear him. Then, still sobbing, he opened his backpack and pulled out a steak knife he had lifted from the house. He held the knife in his hand as his heart raced. He felt a chill running up his back, his thoughts going back and forth between what to do.
I.... I can't... Mom and... They don't care enough to stop me... But they'll still miss me...
Suddenly, he felt a pair of eyes staring right at him. He gripped the knife like his life depended on it, looking around like a madman. Then he looked up. Something was looking down at him from the top of the building. Then it fell. Lars dropped the knife onto the pavement and covered his face with his arms.
*BANG*
He could hear the pavement beside him shatter. He slowly opened his eyes to see a tall, pink lady staring at him, confused.
"Hello," she said. "What are you doing?"
Lars sniffled as he felt warm kindness radiating from this strange woman.
"Uh... I... I ran away from home... And I'm gonna... I was gonna kill myself..."
He broke back down into tears as the strange lady sat beside him, grabbing his hand.
"Ah, okay... Why?"
"Because I... I don't wanna live anymore..."
"Why not?"
"Because I hate my life!"
"Why?"
Lars couldn't give an answer. The pink lady gave him a reassuring hug.
"I can help you, human."
She held her hand out towards the brick wall, and suddenly a strange, bright oval shape appeared in front of them. Lars' eyes widened from amazement, although it did little to ease his sorrow.
"M- Miss... How are you gonna fix me?"
She gave him a wink.
"You'll see."
She grabbed Lars' arm and led him through the portal, taking him out of the alleyway and into a place he had never seen anything close to in his whole life. He gripped his backpack's straps and stared in awe at the strange thrones in front of a vast expanse of stars. His jaw would have hit the floor, if it were possible.
"Ah, Pink! So good to..."
The voice of another woman came from behind Lars. He turned around to see a blue lady with long hair looking at him oddly.
"Pink? What is this... Thing?"
"I haven't told you about these?" replied 'Pink'. "This is a human, species homo sapien, from Sol's Terra 1601!"
Lars was incredibly confused as he wiped tears from his face.
"I'm sorry, but... Who are you?"
"Oh, where are my manners?" 'Pink' said. "I am Pink Diamond of the Great Diamond Authority! And this is Blue Diamond. Now, what's your name?"
Lars was silent as his eyes alternated between the two of them.
"My name's... Lars... Lars Barriga... And I don't like it when people look at me."
-
"Stop touching me, Blue Diamond..."
"My apologies, Larsbarriga. I've... I've never seen anything like you before. What an interesting little species you homo sapiens are! I just need to tell the others-"
"Blue? He asked you nicely."
"Oh, alright, Pink..."
Blue walked out of the pink room as Pink sat with Lars on her bed.
"You'll have to excuse her. She's a bit, eh... clingy."
Lars could sense Blue's eyes on him as Pink talked about nothing. He looked towards the door to see a pair of eyes peeking through the crack. Then Pink put her hands together. A bright, shining light emitted from the crevices of her closed hands. Blue darted into the room, looking shocked.
"Pink! What are you doing!? You can't just forge a gem for this... admittedly very interesting human boy! You'll kill him just like all the others!"
Lars felt a pang of horror before he began to tear up.
"I... I don't wanna die, Miss Pink!"
"You won't," Pink responded. "Because I haven't tried this yet."
The light from her hands stopped. She pulled her hands apart, and floating on her pointer finger was a beautiful pink diamond. Blue's mouth was wide open as Pink rolled up Lars' shirt and pushed the diamond into Lars' belly button. His body seemed to embrace the diamond, his button absorbing - and then being absorbed by - the gem. It shined brightly before Lars felt an intense, firey pain from his belly.
"Nngh...! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!"
After a few seconds of the absolute worst physical pain he had ever experienced - and the Diamonds looking confused and scared - he blacked out.
--Present day--
"Next thing I knew, I was at some super secret facility they keep folks like me. Eh, Gems like me. Can't tell you much because I was fast asleep before Bis' and the others broke me out a bit before... Well, before there wasn't a need for those facilities anymore. So, yeah. I'm a Gem because of your mom."
Steven was chomping fistfuls of popcorn as Lars finished his story. He gulped down his current handful before Lars swiped some pieces from his bag.
"And where'd you get those, mister?"
"Your eyes were closed, so, uh... I made myself a snack."
Lars rubbed Steven's head with his clean hand while eating up the popcorn in his other hand.
"Heheh. I like ya, kid... So, long story short, it literally took hundreds of years for me to get to where I am now. I've put my regrets and sadness behind me... Maybe that's just because of all the serotonin and brain chemicals they pumped into me during my nap."
He pointed at his door with a showman's smile.
"I know what some of you are thinkin' - God, I wish that were me!"
"Who are you talking to?"
"Just some of my otherworld fans."
"Otherworld? Is there a camera on your door or something?"
"Nope. I'd make a joke about there being one, but, uh... Anyways. Welcome aboard, enjoy your stay, if you find my snack stashes, don't take too much. 'K?"
"'K," Steven replied, putting the popcorn bowl on the floor and standing up. He went towards the door when Lars rolled over to him and grabbed his arm.
"Hey, dude. You're gonna get past it."
Steven gave Lars a smile of confidence - one he hadn't given in the longest time.
"Thank you."
--Meanwhile--
"Uh... Hi."
"Come in, Connie."
Pink beckoned towards Connie as she and Yellow comforted Blue, who was sobbing hysterically. Connie had never been on the Gem Homeworld before, although she didn't expect her first trip to be something like this. The young girl stepped forward, towards the three Diamonds when Pink held her palm out.
"Do you know why I brought you here, Connie Maheswaran?"
"No," Connie responded.
"I brought you here... To make you the fifth Diamond."
Blue stopped crying. Yellow angrily glared at Pink.
"Make HER a diamond!? We all know you can't make one for another hundred plus years! Who's gonna do it, us!?"
"Yes," Pink said with a stern face. "You and Blue."
"You want US to spare OUR powers to turn this NOBODY into a DIAMOND!? ARE YOU CRAZY!?"
"YES! I! AM!"
Pink's booming voice startled Yellow, who stepped back. Blue looked up, parting her hair and staring up at Yellow.
"Please. This human's already laid the groundwork for so much of Steven's-"
"We can't even find the little bastard anymore. He's disappeared like dust in the wind!"
"We'll find him. We have... Her."
Blue held her hand out.
"Please. When she delivers Steven, our empire will be back and bigger and even more powerful than its peak."
Yellow clenched her fists and teeth before joining a palm with Blue, yellow and blue lights colliding between their closed hands.
"Fine. But you and the human owe me."
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