Author's notes: This is a one-shot fic that I have genred as an
'Anti-waff'.  I'm not sure if it fits that genre though.  It is also an
attempt at writing in the first person.


The Drug



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I remove the needle from my skin.  I lie on my bed and prepare for the
familiar rush of emotion that I know will follow.  I have been taking
the drug for almost three year's now.  This will be the final time, and
then the effect will become permanent.  I think back over time.  The
drug has been proven to work, I have been completely irresistible to any
male who crosses my path.  There have been only a select few in recent
memory who have been able to resist my charms.  When I have completed
this treatment I will remedy that situation.  They will not find their
wills so strong as to deny me what I want, and I want every man to bow
before me.  They will, I know, eventually.  They have no choice.  They
can only last so long.  The increase in output of pheromones effects
them in ways they cannot begin to understand.

It is true, the drug has worked faster and more effectively on some than
on others, but it has worked on all of them.  If I am ever in danger,
anyone I wish will unerringly come to my defense.  If I am ever done
harm, I will be avenged in the most brutal fashion imaginable.

No man can resist me.  No woman can stop me.  If I want something, I'll
take it.  If I am ever jailed I will be set free.

I have barely enough time to gasp before the wave is upon me.  I ride
the euphoria, and I revel in it.  It lasts much longer this time. 
Usually taking only a few minutes before settling.  I am now well into
the teens.  Perhaps this time, the wave will not cease.  The rush begins
to decline.  Then again, perhaps it will.

I feel more confident now, than I have ever felt.  I know the effect to
be permanent.  I know that the effect of the drug has increased almost a
hundredfold.  I know that any man I should speak to or come in contact
with will be helpless before me.  My breathing settles as the last rush
of pure ecstasy completes itself.

I rise, somewhat uneasily as I am still recovering, and I step out of my
room.  I head towards the bottom floor.  I retrace my plan in my mind. 
Those who have resisted so far will fall.  I am now unstoppable.  No man
can do me harm, they would sooner die than allow that to happen.  I
smile inwardly to myself as I think this.  I count off in my head the
names of those who have managed to resist me so far.  There are only
four that come to mind.  They will fall easily.  One almost had before.

I exit the house, my first target already decided.  He will be the most
difficult; I should break him now.  He has never wavered in his feeling
toward she who he calls his 'love'.  With my newfound power I will make
him mine.  Yes, they will all fall.  Helplessly, hopelessly, worthlessly
in love with me.  They have no choice.

I enter the place where my target resides.  I see him; he was not the
first to claim to love another before me.  I know where his heart will
lie in a day's time.  He will defend me to the death if need be.

I walk up to him and tap him lightly on the shoulder.  He seems startled
for a moment, I can't imagine why.  Perhaps he didn't see me coming.  He
turns to face me, and begins to smile as he adjusts his glasses to his
face.  He recognizes me.

"Hello, Mousse.  How are you today?"  I say, my voice dripping with
cuteness.

"Why Akane Tendo, what are you doing here?"

And I own him.

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The End?  

Disclaimer:  You should know by now... all characters property of Rumiko
Takahashi.

?_?

Brian, singing off...