A group of various one shots.
One Shots: (1)
Reason To Live
They didn't really get along.
He dodges to the right, three kunai appearing where he had just stood. He looks up at her, anger apparent on his face, and retaliates by sending a solid kick in her direction.
Actually, they really never got along.
She easily reads him, disappearing before it can hit home. He lets out an airy growl in annoyance.
They were too evenly matched.
She missed and sighed in irritation.
…too alike…
He let out another low growl.
But maybe that's why they got along when they did.
He swings his sword dangerously close to her head.
They were both violent and prone to fighting...
She ducks and kicks his legs out from under him, laughing a little too darkly at his misfortune.
…both hard to get along with…
His eyes narrow and he grabs onto her sleeve, pulling her down with him.
… Both had a lot of enemies…
They rolled around on the ground: pushing, punching, kicking, and hair pulling—anything to get the advantage.
…both had regrets…
Her knee hits home between his legs and he takes a quick intake of air.
…secrets…
She laughs again, a dark smirk on her face.
…lies…
Dark eyes look up at her and the smirk disappears.
…hate…
He jumps up and picks her up by pulling her hair.
…and a small mackerel of darkness that tinged their souls.
He now laughs darkly at her and her eyes sparkle with unshed tears.
They both liked inflicting pain…the same pain they were forced to feel…
She bites back a whimper and forces herself not to cry.
…the same ache of loneliness they had for so many years…
She spins in his grip and elbows him in his stomach.
…until they met each other.
He spits out blood and his arms reach up to his broken ribs.
…Until they found someone just as broken…
She giggles, her insanity peaking through.
…just as hurt…
He grabs her by the head and smashes her small form into the ground.
…just as lost…
She slowly lifts her head, blood smeared across her forehead and under her nose.
…vulnerable…
He laughs evilly and tears of happiness leak out the corners of his eyes.
…forgotten…
She grits her teeth and pushes off the ground, forcing herself not to sway.
…hated…
Fire comes from her hands and it angrily caresses his hands and sides.
…feared…
Smoke and blood sizzle from his fresh wounds and he cries out in pain.
..and maybe they just found someone that would accept them.
She grins at his pain and he whips his head up to look into her crazed eyes.
Albeit, a little crazy…
She begins to laugh and he quickly begins to laugh with her.
…they both had someone to love…
She goes up to him and kisses his burns.
…even if in their own little way…
He smiles and kisses her bloodied forehead.
…they had found their reason to live.