A Diamond in the Sun

by Sar Meister


Chapter 2 - The origin and the fiery burst of a crush

Diamond’s mornings were always utterly boring to her, always the same mediocre startup. She’d try and sleep in many times before, but each time the help was stubbornly insistent that she wake up and welcome the day. So it was with great reluctance that Diamond Tiara woke up to “greet the day” as it were, silently contemplating how best to use her daddy’s money to block-out the sun, or at least slow the rotation of the Earth to allow for more sleep. Sighing, she left the comfort of her bed where her friend Silver Spoon had slept during their sleepover. She was peacefully asleep and softly snored away the morning, which made Diamond all the more jealous, as she left her room.

Closing the door to her room, she found one of her maids waiting for her silently. In secret Diamond liked to imagine that her maids were like the ones from anime, the ones that could do incredible things, though Diamond knew that wasn’t likely.

“I’m guessing breakfast is ready?” She asked with a tired expression, her body only slowly waking up to the world around her.
“Yes, we’ve prepared for you an omelette and french toast, with a side of orange juice to help start the day.” The maid replied quickly, her stiff and rigid posture as unchanging as her emotionless face.

“Sounds good. Bring it to Sunset’s room, I want to spend the morning with her today.” She ordered, the same order she had been giving ever since Sunset was brought into her home.

“Of course Lady Diamond, will that be all?” She asked with a small tilt of her head. Upon receiving a nod she bowed to her lady and left the hall to complete her orders.

Diamond sighed in relief once she left, and made her way directly towards Sunset’s room. Once inside she found that Sunset hadn’t moved, much like she hadn’t since the day she was brought here. Her body was slowly healing and the sun's rays shone gently onto her sleeping form from the window. An assortment of roses, tulips, and sunflowers were slowly wilting away on the nightstand next to her. The heart monitor next to the bed beeped away with the rhythm of Sunset’s heart. Fun fact: Sunset’s blood type was the same as Diamond’s, O negative, something Diamond had found out when she was told by her family's personal physician that Sunset would need a blood transfusion.

Diamond smiled softly as she looked at Sunset. The majestic mane of red and golden hair that, when caught in the breeze, looked like it living fire. The cheeks and mouth that so easily split into a smile whenever she was happy. Yet the one feature Diamond wanted to see more than anything were her eyes, that always seemed to shine like stars from the sky.

“Kiss her… You know you want too…” A voice echoed into Diamond’s head, causing her to groan and she just barely stopped herself from facepalming in aggravation. It was the voice of Mental Spoon. If her real-life friend Silver Spoon was helpful, then Mental Spoon was the very idea of torture.

What do you want Mental Spoon?” She asked mentally, wishing that for once she could escape the insufferable mental succubus that made her thoughts an even more impure place, than her teenage hormone driven mind was already doing.

“Oh you know just the usual, here to get you thinking where you want to be thinking instead of narrating and detailing… why are you narrating or detailing anyway? It’s not like you’ve got some diary or love story you’re writing. Unless you are, in which case let's make it a Romanticism Erotica novel with plenty of sex scenes and passion that’d make a nun horny with forbidden pleasure.” Mental Spoon suggested, quickly firing off on that particular train of thought like a bullet from a gun.

Diamond could only blush furiously in response. Although she was against the very idea of saying Mental Spoon had any good ideas, Diamond couldn’t deny that the thought of writing a romance novel about Sunset and herself had crossed her mind at times before Anon-A-Miss… Particularly during her bad-girl days, though the reformed Sunset had grown on her quickly afterwards. Furthermore, it would have also been a lie to say she didn’t have a few pages of a story written out about a love that wouldn’t be supported by the public, like the one she wanted with Sunset.

At this time Mental Spoon seemed to notice that Diamond wasn’t paying her much mind as she quickly brought herself to her attention.

Come on, it’s just one little kiss. Hell, she’s asleep for crying out loud!!! Who’s going to tell the difference? Who’ll even notice? Definitely not her “friends” for what it’s worth… If not that would you at least tell me why are you so infatuated with her?” She asked, seemingly curious, surprising Diamond out of her inner thoughts.

Huh? I thought you would know why? I mean you are part of me, at least that’s what I’ve been guessing, even if I dread every second that you're there messing with me.” Diamond said, her mind not sure how to comprehend this new information she’d been given on Mental Spoon as an entity of her mindscape.

Well you see Diamond it works like this, I'm just a figment of your subconscious and your subconscious knows that you want to narrate it.” Mental Spoon said, with a casual smirk, leaning against the wall and filing her nails as if she had better things to do with her time.

Well you see, it all started when she first showed up at CHS during the freshman year….” The world began to fade away, as she returned to the days of old that laid deep within her memories.

Cue Flashback whirring noises.

Diamond was in the hallway talking animatedly with Silver Spoon, discussing classes they found boring and what they were going to do for the upcoming weekend.

“Then I was thinking maybe we should get started on Fullmetal Alchemist while working on our science homework.” Silver suggested with a playful smirk. The obvious joke of this combination of anime and homework wasn’t lost on Diamond who proceeded to try and hold back laughter.

“O-ok… just as long as its Brotherhood and not the original.” Diamond said with a playful glare. “Wouldn’t want to fail our chemistry homework.” Diamond giggled at her own joke.

They continued to gossip, joke, and generally chit-chat as they made their way to their respective classrooms. Eventually, they stopped at the middle of the hallway, Diamond’s class down the hallway to the right, and Silver’s to the left.

“I’ll see you after school Silver, tell me how your history class goes.” Diamond said with a soft smile for her friend, knowing full well her friend's hatred for the subject.

“At least it’s the last class of the day.” Silver replied with a weary sigh, as she pulled out her history textbook. “Have fun enjoying your reading class, maybe you should show Ms. Cheerilee the story you’ve been working on. It’s really good, and I’m sure she’ll like it too.” She said before making her way to her class.

Diamond turned away chuckling softly as she thought it over, wondering if maybe she should show her teacher her story. Maybe it would help her find the center of the story, the conflict that it needs. Lost in thought like that, Diamond was suddenly woken out of her revery by the sound of a metal locker door slamming shut down the hall from her. Diamond, being the curious little girl that she was, immediately made her way towards the noise, careful to be as quiet as possible.

    Peeking around the corner, Diamond felt her jaw drop as she beheld what she could only describe as a leather-clad goddess. Standing there in the hallway was a girl, a few years older than Diamond, with flaming crimson and gold hair. Diamond’s gaze wandered up a pair of smooth, amber legs, that seemed to go on forever, leading to a tantalizingly short, orange skirt hugging her curvy hips. A spiked leather jacket framed a pair of slender shoulders and an… impressive amount of chest that jutted out between the lapel.

Diamond felt her knees weaken and her body growing hot, as she watched this girl give a verbal lashing to the much taller, brawnier jock, who was cowering in front of her. By the end of it she had him on the verge of tears and bowing to her. For a moment there was nothing but the flame-haired girl and Diamond, the girl’s furious and intimidating form and Diamond star struck by the goddess herself. Time seemed to be frozen before the sudden sound of an angry teen awoke Diamond from her daydream. The girl stood in front of her, looking down at Diamond with an angry glare.

"What are you looking at?!" She snapped, her burning glare the equivalent of a thousand suns, and her body giving off an immensely powerful aura.

"I... umm.. nothing!" Diamond stammered, looking up at her in fear, shock and, if she was honest with herself, also a little turned on. Her body betraying her as her heart thumped wildly at mere the proximity of this girl to her.

"Good, you better not have seen anything." She said before walking off, giving Diamond just enough time to glance at her powerful, beautiful slender legs and shapely ass. Diamond started to drool at the sight, all other mental processes seemingly shutting down to focus more on her features. When the girl was finally out of sight, Diamond was stood there for a moment, the world slowly fading back into reality and her face growing bright red. She yelped as the late bell suddenly rang and forced her to rush off to class, arriving just as the teacher was taking attendance.

“Oh, welcome to class Diamond, you got here a little late so how about you take your seat and we’ll get through class.” Miss Cheerilee said, her voice as cheerful as her name implied and Diamond hastened to obey. While she wasn’t a teacher’s pet, she did prefer to stay on the good side of her teachers. Upon sitting down in her favorite desk, the one closest to the windows on the left side of the room in the fourth row, Diamond began to think about the mysterious flame-haired girl she’d just met

Dang that girl… she was so beautiful, her beautiful sexy legs, shapely ass, and amazing brea….. EYES!!!” Diamond thought quickly, hoping to stop the growing blush on her cheeks.

Ah come on Di, it’s nothing to be embarrassed about, thinking about a cute, sexy thing like that flamester. I mean, I’m pretty sure we felt something quite scandalous from that encounter. Damn, she was sexy…” A disembodied voice spoke, startling Diamond Tiara out of her thoughts.

Looking around for a moment in confusion, she noticed what appeared to be Silver Spoon standing before her, but wasn’t… For one, Silver Spoon always wore her hair in a bun, yet this one had hers out and flowing in natural luscious curls. Gone were the eyes of her smart, tactful friend that seemed to analyze everything in front of her, replaced with eyes of lustful desire and untamed fiery passion. However, what really gave it away was the clothing. In place of Silver’s prim, crease-less purple vest over a blue button-up shirt, was a spiked bikers jacket, her chest noticeably larger than her friends, and her skirt, studded with spikes and ripped at the side exposing her slender leg.

“Wh-who are you?” Diamond asked quietly, surprised to see someone, especially someone who looked like Silver Spoon, dressed in such a way.

First, Di, think it don’t say it. Second, I’m Mental Spoon and this is my origin, baby!!!” The girl cheered happily, giving Diamond a sultry wink.

Diamond was stunned into silence, both physically and mentally, as she tried to understand what was going on. Looking her over, she couldn’t describe her as anything other than Silver Spoon’s lost delinquent twin sister, if she had one. Eventually, she found the ability to think once more and decided that she should question this version of her friend whom, if she were, to be honest, was really hot.

"Wh-what do you mean your origin story?" Diamond thinks to what she sees as a stranger in her friend's persona, though strikingly what she had always imagined her friend would be if she'd been better blessed in her assets.

"Exactly as I said, this is my origin, like Lelouch or the prostitutes of the old west and the towns they created." She said with a lustful smile, so carefree, yet there was a look in her eye like she was planning on gobbling up Diamond's lady parts like a Thanksgiving all you can eat buffet.

B-but what are you? What’s this an origin of?” Diamond asked more than a little confused by her answer.

Taking on a seemingly darker tone."I'm the thing that keeps you up at night. The Lust that haunts every dirty corner of your mind. I will never rest and neither will you... until you get laid." She said returning to her lighter chipper tone at the very end of her monologue, playfully pushing out her chest. Her seemingly never-ending cheerfulness and fiery desire ever present on her features. It was as if all of her inner desires had been personified in this mental version of her friend.

Sighing softly, she decides she’ll have to work at learning more about this mental projection another time. With that in mind, she starts to pay attention to her class, lest she gains the ire of her teacher. class continuing as normal, minus the constant annoyance that was this Mental Spoon, as she called herself. Eventually culminating in the end of class, in which Diamond was one of the first to leave, not sure she could face her teacher at the moment with these troubling thoughts and the unclean specter following her everywhere she went.

Upon exiting the school building she bumped into someone. “O-oh I’m s-” She tried to say, but was suddenly cut off when she felt herself being picked up quickly by the collar of her light jacket, forcing her to look into the eyes of the girl from the hallway. The sight instantly brought back all the naughty thoughts, that had been plaguing her mind for the last class period of the day. Diamond didn’t know whether this was true love she felt, or just a crush spurred on by her lustful desires, but she knew that she was sinking ever deeper into her infatuation, as she gazed into those cyan eyes.

“Hey, watch where you're going!” The girl said with the kind of wicked glare that normally would work in intimidating others. For Diamond, it worked in other ways. Her strong body seemed to hold muscles, that did nothing to impede or distract from her obviously, gloriously crafted and managed form. Any fat seemed to have gone to the front assets, teasing Diamond with how tantalizingly close they were, yet remaining untouchable by the frozen girl. The leather of her jacket hugged her form in a way that was both seemingly tight, yet also comfortable in a way that allowed her to breathe and left much to the imagination.

“I-I didn’t mean too….” She stammers quickly, feeling her cheeks burning up at being held so close by the dominating deity. She hadn’t expected to meet her newly formed crush so soon after the last encounter. Though if there had been any doubt in her mind, it was gone now, as she officially knew… she would need new panties and soon.

The girl glared at her, her grip tightening on the jacket, before suddenly pushing Diamond away. When Diamond looked around to see what might have caused the girl to stop in her most definitely and totally unwanted attention, her eyes caught onto Silver Spoon watching them, carefully holding a phone and seemingly getting ready to call someone, as she witnesses the sight.

    ”Make sure to watch where you're going next time.” The girl said, before quickly speed walking away, leaving a confused and very wired Diamond to pick herself back up, as her friend came rushing over to her.

*Flashback ending noises.*

“From there I was utterly smitten by the majestic beauty that is Sunset Shimmer, and her great br-PERSONALITY!!!” Diamond said quickly, catching herself once more, causing Mental Spoon to break out in laughter and Diamond’s face to turn red over the close call.

You know, you can deny it all you wish, but eventually it will be found out and it won’t be because of me. It’ll be because of you, my dear sweet Di. Remember, Sunnyset is a smart girl, manipulative and cunning, but especially smart. She’ll find out eventually.” Mental said, in what could be guessed as a comforting tone, for the usually snarky, perverted, lustful manifestation of her friend.

Before they could get much further, a knocking at the door notified that her food had arrived. Taking notice of just how hungry she had become, Diamond made her way to the door. Upon opening it she was greeted by the same maid as before, though now she was wearing an apron and holding silver platter full of food. Double portioned, just as Diamond enjoyed.

“Your food Lady Diamond, I apologize for the wait, honored guest Silver Spoon wished to make an order just as I was bringing the food out.” She said with a small nod of her head.

After thanking the maid, and being left to her own devices once again, Diamond began to slowly eat her meal, feeling the effects of her hunger diminish with each bite. “Soon Sunset… we’ll be able to share meals like this, only you’ll be awake, and eating it with me.” She said, clarifying to absolutely no one in particular.

So question, if you’ve liked her when she was the bad girl, what happened when she got the laser blasted in the face, like the Death Star on Alderaan?” Mental Spoon asked with a curious inquiry. “I’ll admit while I’ve been with you for some time, that always did confuse me.

“Oh… well truth be told, I wasn’t sure how to feel about the new Sunset. She just seemed like she’d lost something of herself… her confidence, strength, ambition… she acted like a more pushover version of Fluttershy. At least till the Battle of the Bands incident. At the end of it, that godawful chapter had finally ended and Sunset became much stronger and confident again.” Diamond said, admiring her love once more, imagining all the fun and love they could have once she awakened and the world brightened again.

So what's the plan then?” Mental asked. “Do you just plan on investigating or are you actually going to do something about it? What about the Failboom’s?

Diamond sighed softly, completely unsure of what to do with Sunset’s friend group. “I… I don’t know. They’re something that while I would rather never having Sunset near… It’s not my decision to make, but her’s. If she wants to be friends with them or give them a second chance after this, then I won’t stop her.” She replied, taking a sip of her orange juice to wet her suddenly dry mouth. “But, till that time comes, I will not stop until I’ve cleared Sunset’s name and gotten the school to leave her alone!” She said with fiery determination in her eyes.