Title: Tattoo
Author: Christine
Contact: qsmistress23@hotmail.com
Series: VOY
Part: 1/1
Rating: [PG13]
Codes: P/K

Archive: Sure, what the hell. Anywhere is fine, just let
me know first so I will know where to look for them. <g>

Disclaimer: Paramount owns everything Trek. I own everything
and everyone I made up. <g> Am I making money from this? What the hell are
you smoking?!

Feedback: Yes! Oh God Yes!!

Author's Note: Umm? OK this is just something silly that came to me one
night. Please let me know how you liked it or didn't. Stupid? Well, duh!
What else can I write?

Summary: Sneaky, sneaky.

"What the hell is that?"

"It's called a tattoo."

<Rolls eyes> "Well duh, I know that. But why did you get it?"

"Well," <blushing> "I wanted a symbol of the love between the two of us."

<Eyebrow raising> "Why didn't you get one with my name then?"

<Soft laugh> "I could've done that. What would I do with it if we ever
broke up?"

"What makes you think we'd ever brake up?" <Pouting>

<Throws hands in the air> "I never said we would. I'm just saying."

"Uh huh, sure." <Walks over to his husband> "What does it say anyway?"

<Looks at floor blushing> "Slave."

"Really?" <Grins from ear to ear> "Why?"

<Looks up> "Cause."

"Cause?" <Looks bewildered> "Cause what?"

<Bobbing up and down nervously> "Just cause. I have my reasons."

<Holding back a chuckle> "Ok, you don't have to tell me."

"Good." <Smiles> "What to go to bed?" <Starts heading towards the bedroom>

<Eyes light up> "Sure!" <Follows his husband into the bedroom>

"You won't tell anyone, will you?" <Pleading look in eyes>

<Straight faced> "Course not."

<Sighs> "Good."


Next Morning.

<Walks into mess hall> "Good morning, sweetheart."

<Heads turn towards sound> "Morning 'Slave'! <Entire messhall yells>


<Closes eyes and puts head on table> *I'm a dead man.*

<Death glare> "Thomas Eugene Paris! You're a fucking dead man!"

<Bolts from chair and out of the door>

<B'Elanna walks over> "It worked."

<Smiles wickedly> "Yeah." <Sits down and winces> "At least now, I can get
the Doctor to finally take a look at these damn hemorrhoids."

<Uncontrollable laughter> "Hey Starfleet. Too much info."

~*~*~*~The End