Obsession

A Night With Smoke

Smoke was once again my safeguard on the way back to his room. I could tell that he was looking for Sub-Zero, but I didn't want for him to. I liked Sub-Zero, but not like this. This is not how I had portrayed him. The seriousness I could understand, but the douchbag-gery I couldn't. What the hell went up his ass?

"It's a bit safer now, considering the other Lin Kuei members are sleeping," Smoke said slowly, occasionally looking around. "But you could never be too sure of things."

"Hmm..." I replied, staring at his feet again. 

"...Are you hungry again? It's been awhile since you've eaten."

"I'm fine..." I whimpered.

There was a brief silence besides our footsteps hitting the clear marble floor. Why was I so concerned over how Sub-Zero saw me anyhow? I had been wondering this my whole life, only it wasn't just towards Sub-Zero...it was towards my mother, my classmates, my teacher, everybody who had some kind of association with me. Was I so much of an exasperation that even a video game character has to shun me? What was wrong with me? Did Smoke even want me here? What about Raiden? What will happen when I do meet Jade, and Kitana...will they do the same thing? Do I have some kind of human contact repellent around me or something?

These thoughts caused tears to well up. But I would never allow them to fall. Whenever tears began to rise, I vowed to myself never to let them fall, never to let any present or future enemy see such weakness. My nose began to run, but I covered it as quickly as I could. I will not be weak. 

We approached Smoke's bedroom doors and before going in, my face slammed against his body. I was dazed, unaware of what was going on until I felt his smooth hand lift my chin.

"What's wrong."

The left side of my face began to throb and I groaned in vexation as I pushed his hand away. "Nothing. I'm tired, can we go in."

He quickly lifted my chin again and when I tried to escape, his fingers gently dug in to my skin. 

"Look at me." He commanded with great concern.

I purposely darted my eyes to the left and right to avoid his own. He firmly shook my chin to get me to stop, and it did the trick. 

"Ama, look at me."

I sighed and looked at him. "What?"

He seemed to desire to search for the turmoil that was in my life and destroy it. Although it was touching, I didn't want him to. I had to fight for my own; it's my life after all, and nobody else is going to live it or fight for it like I had to. I huffed with great irritation and felt my tears begin to flood to the point where they blinded me once again.

"What do you want, huh? I'm looking at you, aren't I? What?!"

Smoke seemed unaffected by my shouting. His eyes simply continued their quest to search and destroy. 

"Tell me what's wrong." He said firmly yet lightly. 

The tears disappeared just as quickly as they had risen and I sighed. 

"Is it Sub-Zero?"

After a couple of seconds, I nodded. 

Smoke released my chin and opened one of the doors. He motioned for me to go inside by raising his arm and giving a slight wave of his hand.

"After you." He spoke smoothly.

I went in and watched as he entered, closing the door behind him slowly and carefully. He walked over to the plush pillows we were seated at earlier and sat before summoning me to join him. Blushing, I conceded and sat across from him. His arms were out in that relaxed, boy-like aspect and his head tilted to one side. What was he thinking when he looked at me besides awkward and feeble girl sucked through from another universe to another universe?