Psst aye imagine the guy behind Tom in this picture is Jordan xD

Song: Mirrors by Justin Timberlake

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Toms p.o.v.

"TOM!" I heard Sparklez screech from the bathroom. I threw the dishes I'd been washing into the sink and ran to to the bathroom at lightening speed. I threw open the door, and nearly hit him in the process.

"What?! What's wrong?!" I gasped.

He was standing on his tip toes in the mirror wearing nothing but a pair of shorts and his shades. He looked absolutely terrified, but I couldn't help but to admire him. He looks fine as hell without a shirt on. "They're spreading! Oh my god they're all over my arms and legs and it's going up my neck and UGHHH!" He rubbed at the new tattoos on the collar of his neck.

Oh gods they really had spread. They stretched all the way up from his stomach to his neck and then even further below his waist to his knees. His hair was getting worse too. Or better...depends on your point of view of it. But now it was getting even more purple, and his eyes were the same. They glowed a beautiful violet color as he looked frantically at his legs.

"Calm down! You scared me to death. Do they hurt or anything like that?" I traced the outline of a flame on his arm. It stretched all the way up to his shoulder blade, and looked to be heading further towards his neck.

"No! It's-...this is just-...it's weird! Why aren't they stopping? Are they gonna keep spreading until my entire body is covered in flames? And what about my hair?! It's not even black any more! The purple makes me look weird..." he groaned and buried his face in his hands.

I sighed and wrapped my arms around his waist from behind. "You know you look crazy hot to me, right?"

"I know...to other people I must look creepy though..." he looked into the mirror again, his eyes tracing over the new features of his body. He looked sad and stressed. "I mean, look at you! You look so attractive and normal...I look like I work at a tattoo parlor." He scoffed in disgust at himself.

"Stop it. You look great, I promise." I rested my head on his shoulder and kissed his neck.

"I don't like my hair...I think I might shave it off." He messed with his spiked hair in the mirror with a frown.

"Don't shave it...it looks perfect Sparklez I swear. I love the color."

He sighed and let his shoulders slump. "Whatever. I think I'm gonna go over to Mots for the day so I can train with him. Dianite says I should start up again incase Botan might come after me for revenge. I'll worry about this mess later." He pulled away from my arms and walked out of the bathroom. I don't get it. Why wouldn't he like his hair? I think it's cute. And it brings out the color in his eyes more. Whatever that means.

'Hey Syndi, I think I might have a solution to that problem.'

I don't think he's in the mood for a right rumble Dia, but thanks anyway.

'Not that! The boy doesn't like being different from the rest of you and he's afraid he'll be made fun of. All I'm trying to say boyo, is that you need to make him feel a little less out of place. That's all.'

Make him feel less out of place...

I smiled at myself in the mirror, studying the faded blue color still lingering in my hair.

I can do that.

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Jordan's p.o.v.

"51, 52, 53, 54, keep your back straight or I'll start over Sparklez."

I sighed, but I did what he said anyway, aligning my back and making my body straighter.

"55, 56, 57, 58, 59, put more weight on your arms."

I huffed and put more of my weight on my arms. This is getting more and more difficult.

"60, 61, 62, keep your back straight!"

"I'm trying!" I whined.

"Try harder!" he roared.

I swallowed my profanities and kept going. Mot is like a drill sergeant. He never stops giving orders, even when I'm flat out exhausted and I can't take it anymore, he still pushes me to the brink of my body giving out.

"97, 98, 99, 100. Alright you can stop."

I let my arms weaken and my body drop. Ugh it felt so good to lay down. I hate push ups.

"No sleeping, we got more work to do." He nudged me in the ribs with his boot, but I simply could not get up. My body refused. I didn't want to make him mad, but my body seriously wouldn't move.

"Mot give the poor boy a break. He can't move he's so exhausted." Dianites voice startled me, but it's not like I could flinch anyway.

"Dia he isn't gonna get any better if I give him breaks," Mot snapped. "He needs to learn to deal with his misery and not rely on other people to hold his hand..."

I know I should have gotten angry at that, but I didn't. I just felt sorry for myself. Guilty for being weak and vulnerable to my own emotions. I wish I was more like Tom and Mot. They're so tough. Maybe if I had been a Dianitee I would've been stronger.

"Mot. Sparklez isn't you. He does not deal with emotions by himself. And if I hear that tone again from you, I will surely smite you where you stand."

Mot scoffed. "I don't care what you say. I'm not giving him a break so he can go mope and make out with corpse brains. You wanted me to train him, so I'm training him."

Ouch. That hurt a little.

"Mot..." Dianite warned.

"And it's not my fault if he's a damn Ianitee and he's sensitive. Look what happened to your friends that didn't toughen up Sparklez, do you want to be like them? Because I'm sure if you don't switch sides soon, you're gonna end up with the exact same fate as your fellow Ianitees."

Annnd that killed me. Now I'm dead.

"MOT SCREZIATO THAT IS ENOUGH!" Dianite roared. Mot flinched and hunkered down, like a scared little kitten.

"Don't fight over my miserable life. It's not worth it, I swear. He's telling the truth anyway. You shouldn't yell at him because he's telling the truth..." I tried to sit up, and my body actually decided to work this time, so I was able to.

"It is not true. None of your loved ones died because they were weak. They-"

"They were weak. That's why they died. They couldn't fight. Ianite was weak, Capsize was weak, Ianita was weak, guard Tom was weak. Everyone was weak. And I'm next, because I'm weak."

"Sparklez no that's not what I meant, you're not weak you just-" Mot tried to protest.

"No, I am weak. I don't even know why Ianite left me most her powers. She knew I wasn't much of a fighter. Martha would have been better at this than me. She could defeat Botan if she had the power."

"My sister loved you Sparkly boy," Dianite said in a gentle and sad tone. "More than she loved anything else. She knew you had the heart and courage to fight in her honor, so she bestowed her powers onto you. You aren't weak. You are strong with heart."

But what good is my heart? I wanted to ask. It isn't a sword or a shield I can use to help my loved ones. It's just a weakness.

Mot sighed. "Sparklez I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said that shit. I know it's been tough for you and Tom lately, and I shouldn't disrespect that."

"It's fine. Just tell me what else I have to do so I can go home." I stood up from the floor and wiped away some of the sweat beads around my forehead.

"...can you give me 100 sit-ups?" Mot said with a small smile.

"I sure can." I smiled back.

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I got home really late because after Mot asked me to do 100 sit-ups, he made me do 100 jumping jacks, run 15 laps around his house, and 100 more push-ups on my finger tips. I am so exhausted I can barely walk. I hope Toms home. He said something about going over to Sonja's later before I left. I just want to take a nice long bath and then cuddle with him afterwards.

But as I walked down the path to the tree, the lights were off, and I assumed he still wasn't home. That's disappointing...
I opened the door and flicked on the light to the kitchen. This place is messy. I'm gonna have to clean it later.
I walked own the hallway and I go our room, picked out some sleeping clothes, and then went to the bathroom.
As soon as the hot water touched my aching muscles, I felt a million times better. This is just what I needed...

I sighed and leaned my head against the tub for awhile. It was so quiet and peaceful.

"BOO!"

"AH!" I screamed and scrambled to the back of the tub, but I relaxed when I heard evil giggling from the corner. Tom was hiding behind the shower curtain.

"Tom you suck...I thought you weren't home."

"Nope. I've been here the whole time, waiting for ya." He still remained behind the shower curtain.

"You gonna come out of hiding or you just gonna stand there like a creep and watch me bathe?"

"I gotta surprise for you Sparklez..." he sang.

"Oh yeah? And what's that? You gonna throw Terrence on me or something?" I rolled my eyes.

"Nope...something else. Try and guess again."

"Are you going to pull out your phone and film me naked?" Because that wouldn't surprise me.

"Nooope! One more guess."

"I don't know Tom. Just tell me. I'm really not in the mood for..." I trailed off as he stepped out from behind the curtain.

He had purple hair.

My jaw hit the floor. "OH. MY. GOD."

"I know right?!" He squealed excitedly.

"Wh-...how-...WHY?!"

"Because! I wanted us to be twinsies!" He grinned so widely it almost stretched to his ears.

I burst out in a fit of giggles and pointed at his weird hair. "You look so ridiculous!" I cackled.

"Yup! Now I can look ridiculous with you!" He leaned over the tub and sneaked a kiss on my cheek.

I snorted at his cheesiness. "Tom Syndicate, I love you so much."

"As do I, my purple troll. Now scooch over. I want some tub action." He peeled off his shorts and shirt, which made me blush deeply.

"No! No sexy time tonight I'm tired..." I sank down deeper into the water and pouted.

"Too bad. I dyed my hair for you, so you better be giving me some of that Glittery booty tonight." He pulled own his boxers and I turned my head so I wouldn't start blushing like a mad man.

"Tom I mean it! My muscles hurts and bones are aching so badly..."

"Fine." He crossed his arms and pouted like a child in the corner. I sighed and laid my head back to where it was before. Finally. Some relaxation.

But then I felt lips brush against my ear, and I knew I wouldn't be able to say no to his next question.

"What if I just want some cuddle time in the tub with my hubby, hm?"

"...okay. But no sexy time. I need a break."

"Yaaay!" he cheered. I laughed at his over excitement.

I felt him squeeze in beside me and wrap a hand around my waist. "Hey there baby."

"Don't call me baby," I retorted back with my eyes still closed.

"Hey Sparklez..."

I groaned. "What Tom?"

"You wanna sit in my lap? Might be a little more comfortable."

"No Tom."

"But it's so cramped it here. And my poor lap is cold."

"Tom. No sexy time."

"It's not sexy time, just cuddle time. Come cuddle with me on my lap."

"If I do will you shut up?"

"Yes."

"Fine."

I kept my eyes closed as I moved into his lap and leaned the rest of myself against his body. Oh...this feels nice.
"Ah...that's better." He chuckled and kissed my neck slowly.

"Yeah...it is." I relaxed against his warm touch.

He feels so good. I don't ever want to leave this tub. I mindlessly played with his violet hair while he hummed a John Legend song. His hair is so soft. I wonder who dyed it for him. Probably Sonja. She's the only one who knows how to do it.
"Tom..."

"Hm?"

"Maybe...we can have a little sexy time."

"I knew you'd agree with me sooner or later," he laughed and pulled me further up on his lap, kissing me in all the right places.

Today was a good day, and it's only getting better.
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