Shot in the Dark: A Mick Mars X Ozzy Osbourne Story

Chapter 3-Back in the Saddle...Here We go Again

Doc has unfortunately been true to his word; it's been a week barely and already we're out on the fucking road...AGAIN. Like I said it's not the right time now, true we can't put shit like this on old forever but given what's going on with Nikki...attempting to keep Doc off our backs, attempting to keep the fact Nikki is pregnant with Gene Simmons child a secret.... It's emotionally draining. In the very least, it would have been better if it had been a few weeks if I HAD to be back out on the road. Doug, our co-manager is the only one who gives a shit and TRIED to get Doc to give it more time but to no avail.

Who are we touring with? Ozzy Osbourne the infamous Prince of Darkness. I love his music that's no secret....and...and...well you can guess.... i just don't want to admit the way I react hearing his name, that its HIM....no one would notice me, they tend not too unless I have a guitar, so why the fuck would he? And WHY does that bother me?

So here we are on the bus, we haven't met up with Ozzy yet.... that's supposed to be at the venue and thank GOD Doc is traveling separate from Us, Doug is with him keeping him off our backs or trying too.

Currently Nikki is in the bathroom, puking yet again.... him having declared just before that.

"Morning sickness is rough...." Before he hightailed it to the bathroom. I believe he's meant to say too that motion and the bus hitting bumps doesn't help.

"Damn I hate this shit for Sixx, he hasn't talked to anyone since last week." Vince sighs from his place in the booth as he calls it, playing cards with Tommy.

"Dude, you can't so much as mentioned 'kiss' or 'Gene' around him." Tommy chimes in.

"Can you fucking blame him?" Vince counters.

I meanwhile am listening. Strumming my guitar my mind anywhere but what I am doing. We're all broken out of our reverie by the sight of a pale and shaky Nikki, who makes a bee line straight for where we keep the snacks coming back with an armful of cookies and chocolate and he notices our pointed gazes...and snaps

"WHAT?!"

"Sixxter? Um, are you sure you should eat all that? You keep getting sick." Tommy stammers awkwardly.

Nikki rolls his eyes and stomps off with his sweet treats.

"Damn, I thought he was scary before he was pregnant." Vince remarks before his gaze turns sad. "It doesn't help what happened, making money don't mean shit right now....it...I mean HE especially needed more time. I don't know what the fuck to do, about Doc or anything besides being a friend, defending him."

"He shouldn't like be alone I guess." Tommy sighs, twirling his drumsticks.

"I'll go talk to him." I sigh, and right as I get up the pain in my spine flares up and I grit my teeth. I must try and talk to Nikki.

"Let us know dude." Tommy calls to me, as I make my way to the bunk room and the sounds of sobbing can be heard, painful heart wrenching sobs, lucky I guess for me...the doors open. And I sit on the bunk opposite Nikki whose treats have been set aside. I have, other than what happened last week with Gene Simmons, never seen him so broken.

"Nikki?" I question.

"Fuck off Mars!" He sobs. I sigh.

"Look, I wanted to come talk to you...the guys are worried. So am I. You don't need to be alone right now; I was fucking serious and so were they when we said we'd be here for you. I know you Nikki, you get too much in your own head and that's dangerous, especially now. Rant, scream.... just fucking let it all out."

"W-Why.... d-doesn't anyone want me?! Why am I so unlovable? I fell in love.... he...I can't say HIS name, he was actually...I mean treated me better then anyone e-ever had p-partner wise. H-He said, he'd never had anyone l-like me...known anyone l-like me. That's ALL I am good for, is to be used and thrown away like yesterday's trash! I am beneath him, and now...now I'm so fucking scared Mick! I'm having his kid, which explains why I have insane cravings for sweets...but he doesn't want kids.... not with me, not with anyone. I was sexually abused, physically and mentally...and he's just like THEM." I move over to Nikki's bunk, and he buries himself in my chest, needing very much physical contact after his painful speech.

"You're not unlovable Nikki.... but you and I are a lot alike in some ways, we both believe we aren't meant for love, just used to being used.... hurt, 'love' being a foreign concept. "I pause a moment and my thoughts...damn it all for some reason drift to Ozzy.

"We're just two fucked up souls, aren't we?" Nikki mutters bitterly. "And then after that shit-fest last week, there's Doc...and...and...my stage outfits, I'm already showing. How the fuck can I hide this? From Doc.... from HIM. "Nikki snarls. "I don't know what I am doing.... i can't take care of myself much less a child."

"Nikki that last part is BULLSHIT. You've done things that people told you that you couldn't do, you're taking care of yourself now...you're sharing how you feel.... don't be afraid to do that.... now, why don't we get you and baby fed huh?" I rub his back and fish around for one of my clean hankies, telling Nikki to keep it and he dries his tears and starts in on his cravings.

"So.... How do you feel about Ozzy? Touring I mean." Nikki's tone is sly, damn him and I hear noises outside the door, I know DAMN good and well Tommy and Vince both are listening, and then Nikki laughs outright in astonishment. "Mick Mars...Mick Mars himself...blushing!"

"Fuck you kid." I mutter.

"Come on Mick, everyone knows you have a thing for him." Nikki needles but noticing my crestfallen expression. "Hey.... i am sorry for teasing you..." He starts getting teary eyed. "You're a good friend...and...and I am sorry that I haven't been there for you like a f-friend!"

"Hey...Hey, truly Sixx its OK. You've had a lot going on and I'm not Mr. Social...the quiet one, the one no one notices unless I have a guitar in my hand."

Nikki finishes his cravings really in record time, laying back groaning...hands on his stomach....

"Dizzy...." I rushed around for something for him to get sick in and by some miracles find some ginger ale.

"Close your eyes and try and rest huh? You and the baby need it." Nikki is literally out within moments, I cover him with his blanket and quietly leave and sure enough Tommy and Vince are waiting outside the door, I put a finger to my lips for quiet and head for the front alley as we call it, sitting down.

"So how much did you hear?" I raise an eyebrow crossing my arms.

"Just the last part about Ozzy, Nikki was right man." Vince shrugs.

I roll my eyes, "Whatever.... Nikki is really struggling. He...Gene broke him, broke his heart. But my feelings are that Nikki and Gene, BOTH DO love each other, but neither wants to see or realizes. Gene though was very much wrong in what he said, what he DID, and he has a lot to atone for, if he can. Maybe in time I hope he comes around. But again, I get the feeling...eventually or sooner rather than later Gene will find Nikki and THAT will not go well I am telling you now...and Doc, we'll do what we can...I think we can trust Doug...but things are gonna get really fucking nasty." Boy, I had NO fucking clue then just HOW nasty things would get...and I am not just talking about Nikki, But myself and Ozzy. and if you're wondering, I DID in fact try and tell Nikki or suggest that Gene did love him at the time, but he refused to hear.

"Fucking sucks, but I believe you are right Mick." Vince knocks back a shot from Jack.

"Um dudes I have a thought? You think talk to the tailor about. For Nikki.... fitting his wardrobe for his pregnancy?" Tommy hesitates. "I just was thinking of trying to help...and, and... there's making sure there's water any. And i heard peppermint is good for nausea." 

"Sure, if you want Nikki to kill you for saying that." I deadpan before saying, "It's not a bad idea, but Nikki needs to have a say. "Tommy nods his ascent. "Plus, the water and peppermint are a good idea, Tommy." Say what you will about Tommy, he's serious when he needs to be and he can make EVEN me smile, even if no one else sees it...the point is he's a good friend, always has been. 

Here we go again...another tour, another shit show I am sure will follow.... what on earth could possibly happen NOW? What else can go wrong? 

A/N: Next chapter they meet! And oh, are things really going to get interesting to say the least!