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

Chapter 13- Before the Fall (Ignorance is Bliss or so they say)

A Few days have passed, more shows.... more nights.... but before I get to what's going on now, suppose I should bring everyone up to speed. That morning after Ozzy and I had a hot and I do mean HOT night, making love twice.... later, that day/night, I did indeed stick around after Mӧtley's set and Ozzy's eyes found mine and it was like he could see right thru me, they glowed...they hungered for ME. The following makes me sound like some damned lovesick teenager, but it was like he was singing for me...to me and nothing else existed and I wanted more and naturally after the show I followed him to his dressing room, but got stopped before continuing on and next thing I knew....we were kissing, our touches....our bodies feverish and we had sex right there in the dressing room....making love like it was our last time. The following day much the same...and the nights oh the nights! After parties, which hadn't been my thing still aren't, but I went anyway.... for Ozzy and that meant a lot to him, or at least I think it did.

Which brings us to now.....another off day, I learned not to question it and just fucking go with it, Ozzy and I had sex last night...and I wake up....half way expecting or expecting it entirely: Ozzy to be gone, he usually takes off or he has....but no, I lean back into the scent of citrus and spice....long, strong arms wrapped around me, snoring softly and it makes me cry...silently.

He usually disappears....in the mornings well so far.... but.... he's still HERE.

I don't get too much farther into my thoughts before I feel Ozzy nuzzle my neck and humming lowly....

"Mmmm....my alien." When I don't respond he starts to sound worried, "Mick? A-Are you ok? Blimey, was...was...I too rough?" I can feel myself shake and carefully I am turned tightening my jaw at the pain in my back.... which passes, lucky me quickly. "Tell me please what's wrong."

I exhale shakily and stammer thru my sobs, "I-I thought.... you'd b-be g-gone. You...you're always LEAVING Oz. Leaving me....h-have I done something wrong?"

Ozzy sighs, taking my hands and kissing them before he locks gazes with me, that some look from days ago, the guilt and the.... look like I MEAN something to him....

"No...no it's nothing at all you've done Mick. I'm not good at this bloody shit, relationships and the like." Like some damned naïve as fuck, love struck fool I had NO clue, he was referring to his marriage to his then wife: Sharon and their often volatile or love/hate relationship. "I've been a right selfish bastard not thinking about how much it hurts you, ya know? I've never known anyone like you.... i care about you a lot." My heart I admit starts to beat wildly like Tommy pounding away on his drums at those words but those damned doubts.... those red flags.

I can feel my face fall....

"A-All.... i mean...." I try and find the words and find myself getting angry, "Do you have any idea how the fuck I felt when you left me the morning after our first night?! For fucking once in my life...I thought that someone would be there for me!" Ozzy is stunned by my outburst and stares at me opened mouth and in shock, as I huff angrily fumbling for my clothes.... guess I'll go get fucked up somewhere today...go read a book or play my guitar in some dark corner kind of thing.

"Mick...I'm sorry.... I..." I cut him off, fumbling with my belt as I've managed to pull up my pants at this point.

"NO!! You.... I.... just CAN'T be with you right now. I should be happy you decided to stick a-around." I swallow my sobs, as I keep getting dressed and Ozzy doesn't say another word until suddenly, I feel his hands try to cup my face and I shove him...not hard, but shove him I do...., "How can I trust you Oz? Tell me, I am so afraid you'll up and disappear on me.... if not today then tomorrow, and I want....and DESERVE something more than sex. Although..." Damn my blushing at a time like this!! "The Sex....is...like nothing I've ever known or felt." I finish lamely chest heaving....and I run, ignoring his calls of my name as I hightail it to my room grabbing the only thing I feel truly 'loves' me: my guitar as I strum it unplugged.... gripping the fret board tightly the tears spilling down my cheeks, landing on my guitar one by one.

What the FUCK is wrong with me?!! He tells me he cares about me....and I lose it and vent at least some of my frustrations on him.... about how he hurt me....and I can't trust him, some things I just can't let go....

I place my guitar aside; it's not helping anyway.... maybe if I drink myself into oblivion despite the morning hour? Before I can do anything else.... a series of desperate knocks on my door, and I fully expect it to be Tommy or Vince, mainly Tommy because he likes to fuck with me and people in general that way, although since he's been with Rudy it's not quite as much and i highly suspect its mainly due to the fact, he does NOT want to piss off a hormonal and pregnant Nikki Sixx.... but no, it's Ozzy's distinct and PLEADING voice rings out....

"MICK.... PLEASE...PLEASE...LET ME IN...please.... talk to me!"

Against my better judgement, I get up and open the door and before I can glare or do anything else, Ozzy takes me in his arms and crashes his mouth into mine, as if devouring me.... fearing I'll disappear.... fire and ice, the same old song and dance. Then the kiss becomes slow and sweet until finally we part for breath....and that scent.... HIS scent of Citrus and Spice lingers like a brand on my skin, forever burned into my brain.

"Damnit..." I sigh, still being held in his arms. "I can't stay mad at you."

"I don't blame you for being mad at me, I again have been fucking selfish...you've got a lot on you with Sixx and trying to be there for him. Its bloody hard for him, and you feel like you can't breathe I can tell. And I'm not helping....and I hope this won't get me slapped but um..." Ozzy pauses nervous and deep in thought, "Your eyes.... they are like fire.... its...its...hard to explain....my firefly." My heart just stopped.... did he just give me.... a pet names?!!

"Firefly?" I breathe out.

"Firefly." Ozzy breaths resting his forehead against mine, my senses reeling.

"I like it......I've never been called anything like that before." Softly now, before he pulls back enough to look at me, that LOOK again.

"I'll keep calling you that as long as you let me.... I'm trying.... I'm gonna try." Just as soft, his look growing distant a moment before the softness comes back and a grin stretches across his lips. "I was hoping today, you and I could spend some time together. We can go do whatever you want to do." And it is here his grin gets even wider, the heat in those expressive eyes. "We can do each other later naturally. I fucking can't get enough of you Mick Mars."

"You're lucky you're sexy or I'd not bother." I tease before my face softens and I find myself smiling. "Thank you for taking me out today.... just thank you."

"Your welcome Firefly....my beautiful Alien." Ozzy replies.

"My prince of darkness." I counter smiling, deciding to set our fight or...whatever you wanna call it aside for now as we head out and me telling him where I'd love to go.... just giving into the happiness....

This by the way was really our first date.....but next is where everything goes up in flames and comes crashing down around me, weeks will have passed....Nikki staring at the prospect of his fourth month of pregnancy as his third was coming to an end....him mentally struggling and not a peep out of Gene to our then knowledge....and the final night of that fateful tour.....when secrets were revealed and lies exposed in all their hurtful and painful as fuck glory and one of the darkest periods of my life would begin...the darkest and the light too, the light being the child I was carrying beginning to show signs....

A/N: Sweet and tender moments, drama....and a first date it looks like.... next chapter it will have been a month since Mick conceived though he still won't know for quite a while, but the sadly inevitable has come. Brace for it.... It's gonna be heartbreaking and wild.