This fanfiction -gasp!- has absolutely nothing to do with 'Paper Flowers' and it's sequels. Kagemaru isn't even mentioned in this story. Not once.
Enjoy the fluff. Mwaha.
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Behind the Boathouse
An Aoi Umenokouji/Goh Hinogami oneshot by Strike to Incinerate
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She would meet him, he had faith. After all, it was every girl's fantasy to sneak out late at night and meet a lover for a midnight, moonlit stroll. She was just a simple girl, nothing extraodinary about her... pretty, but average.
So why was it that he felt himself... gravitating towards her? Was it that bright smile she held for everyone, including a monster such as himself... it certainly wasn't her 'prowess' in the fighting ring. Three years, not a win in sight? Huh. She just didn't give up... It was impressive to see someone so petite hurl a man twice her size over her shoulder and snap two of his limbs, though. That, he could appreciate. Very few people, even in his line of 'work' could do that.
So she was pretty and outgoing, and knew how to break some bones. That meant nothing. He wasn't even looking for a girlfriend... he was looking to complete a mission. If it wasn't her neck, and the necks of fourteen others, on the line, then it was his.
And why was it that as soon as her limber frame came into view that he suddenly felt awkward and nervous? Hmph. He didn't. He was feeling something else, it was as simple as that. She was smiling, and in the dim light from the waning moon, he could tell that her face was flushed, too.
'God... she does look beautiful,' he thought.
Not that he cared how she looked. Subconsciously, he ran a hand through his spiked up slate blue hair. Not that he cared how he looked, either.
"A boathouse?" she asked, her lashes fluttering in surprise. "I wonder why they have a boathouse here...?"
"For boats," he grunted, stuffing his hands into his pockets.
She chuckled. "Right... but what I meant was..." she trailed off. "I guess it's not important. Let's go on that walk, huh, Goh-san?" she said.
He could tell that she was itching to grab his hand and make this little fairy-tale complete, but he wasn't going to oblige. Slowly, he started to drift towards the lake's edge as they walked around it, staring at the glassy surface and the reflection of the cream-colored moon. She kept close to him. He tried to ignore it when she shivered, but when she wrapped her arms around herself, he peeled off his sleek, black leather jacket and handed it to her.
She accepted it, and pulled it around herself. "Thanks. Why did you drag me out here, anyway?"
Well, it seemed that he had been planning on shanking her and dumping her body into a lake, but suddenly... it had turned into more of a date.
"I felt like taking a walk. Problem?" he asked.
"No, no..." she said quickly. "It's just... you're kind of a loner. And you invited me out of the blue."
He smirked. 'Kind of a loner? Kind of a killer's more suiting...' he thought, but he kept his thoughts to himself. "If I was a loner, I wouldn't have invited you," he replied, watching as she looked towards the lake, shot down.
"Ah... okay."
Somehow, making someone... making Aoi, feel like a fool, just wasn't as much fun as it usually was.
She suddenly plopped down on the grass, pulling her knees up to her chest. "Oi, Goh-san..." she glanced up at him. In her eyes was the look of someone who wanted to make a difference... who wanted to save someone.
'Does she think she can save me?' Hah, as if. He didn't need saving, besides. He sat beside her, one leg relxaed and stretched out, almost touching the edge of the water, the other pulled up.
"What?" he tried to bark, but she only smiled. Apparently, his bark didn't have as much bite as he had hoped for.
"Thanks... This is really pretty," she said, then looked back to the water's edge.
He was confused for a moment. Why in seven hells was she thanking him...?
"That is why you brought me out on this walk, right? To see the lake?" she asked, dipping one of her hands into the water. Ripples peeled through the once mirror-like surface, distorting the moon's reflection.
He tweaked the silver piercing in his lip. "Sure," he agreed with a small grin.
It disappeared when she leaned against him, sighing.
He jumped.
"What're you doing?" he growled.
Again, she was unafraid. "Want me to move?" she asked.
He shook his head. The contact was unexpected... but not unwelcome. An arm, moving seemingly of it's own accord, slid around her shoulders. "No."
"Okay." She seemed happy about that.
They were silent for a few moments... then he nudged her, checking if she was awake. She moved with it, then against him again.
She was asleep... or so he thought, until her hand snaked across his leg and grabbed his.
He moved it out of her reach. "Stop that," he commanded.
"Aw... that's not very nice..." she replied with a soft pout. That made her lips extremely appealing... he leaned in, still keeping his free hand away.
"So what?" he whispered.
She pulled away, making a dive for his hand and landing across his lap... she was turning it into a game.
He chuckled, and quickly stopped. He had no time for games or dates... or pretty, persistent girls.
She sat up, straddling his legs, and grabbing his arm.
"Hey!" he protested, but she ignored it.
She pulled his hand down and laced her fingers against his. "I win," she stated, smiling and tilting her head to one side.
He snaked his arm around her shoulders again, and pulled her in for a kiss.
Against her lips, she swore she heard him whisper the words, "Be my angel..."
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Aw... Some Aoi/Goh fluff. I heard the song, 'Possum Kingdom' by the Toadies, while I was in the car, on-route to ice-cream with my mom and sis, and I was like, "OMGWTFGOHANDAOI?!"
This oneshot is based verrrry hevily on the song. If you're wondering about the song's odd title... I think that Possum Kingdom is a place in Texas. o.o;
Review, please.