Notes: I have never read a Skithia X Krekk fan fic before so, I though I would write one. Skithia was never shown that much in the cartoon, so her personality remains a mystery to me.
Enjoy this one-shot and please tell me what you think of the pairing:)
Skithia didn't know when she began to feel sorry for Krekk or when she began to feel other certain emotions towards the weakling. But if she did know when these emotions began to form in her heart then she would find a way to go back to that certain time and knock some sense into herself for letting it happen in the first place.
Maybe then, her heart would stop feeling like it would burst through her ribcage and her hands wouldn't sweat so much to drown a M'arrillian.
She hated it. Just plane hating feeling this way whenever Krekk was around her.
They were just comrades working for Von Bloot. They never even spent time together unless they were on a mission or something work related. They rarely talked and when they did it was only a few words. Nothing more.
Yet for some odd reason that Skithia couldn't explain, she would have to fight the urge to come to Krekk's rescue when Von Bloot or someone else hits him. That was when she realized she fell in love with the weak, fragile, one-eyed create, when she caught herself caring about his safety.
Her mother always did say that you know when an Underworlder was in love if they didn't want to see someone get hurt.
She hoped no one would ever find out about how she feels towards that yellow, idiot Krekk. She might die from embarrassment. Especially if her old adversary, Takinom. She could just hear the laughing and jokes that wretched female would say whenever she thought about her secret getting out.
If only her mother could have told her how to get rid of this inconvenient emotion known as love.
They were just comrades and nothing more.