Hey, this is Jen or Aoshi'sgirlinstraightjacket whatever you want to call me. (Besides anything vulgar because I don't appreciate that.) Okay so this is my first fanfic so don't be too hard on me.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything that you might want to sue me for.
Okay, just to be on the safe side, there is some language in here and some fluff but we can all live with that can't we?
So on with the story.
"You son of a bitch." said a loud voice. In the main room of the police department three windows shattered from the loud squeal that emitted from it.
"You whore." boomed the reply. A hand came up to slap the face of the man that uttered the insult. Misao Makimachi fumed on one side of the desk while Saito Hajime stood stoic on the other. Her braid whipped around her as her head shook in fury.
"You know I am not a whore!" Saito smirked.
"That's right you're too young to be a whore, you're just a baby now aren't you." Misao's chest rose up and down trying to get more air into her abused lungs.
"Saito I am not a baby!" Saito winced from the blow of her voice to his ears. Her voice seemed to get a higher pitch every time she screamed at him.
"Then stop acting like one." He rested his hand on top of the desk. She did the same as she leaned in to be eye level with him.
"Sometimes you're just as immature as I am." She said. Her voice was dropping lower in hopes that it would make her sound more convincing.
"You always had a way in bringing out the best in me didn't you weasel." His glare was piercing her as her face grew red.
"Just stop it! When will this ever stop! I'm so sick and tired of you! When will you ever stop doing this?! She turned to run out the room but before she could a hand grabbed her elbow. Misao turned to look at Saito. Tears were visibly streaming down her cheeks. His touch surprisingly was soft and gentle.
"Do you really feel that way?" He said softly with concern in his eyes. She looked up at his face. He came closer and brought her to his chest. He leaned his head down to claim her lips. Misao's mind blanked and she became dizzy as she clung to him to keep her balance. He broke the kiss and she foggily looked back into his amber eyes.
"Why is it that we always end up kissing after every fight?" Misao said. Saito smirked down at her.
"Because after all these years of us dating I've learned that it either gets you to rationalize or gets you to forget." Misao leaned her head against his chest as he wrapped his arms around her.
"Oh, so what were we fighting about?" Saito's eyes widened at her question.
"Um..." In a final ditch effort, Saito swooped down to give her another kiss. Hopefully this time she'll completely forget.
Okay so for my first fanfic how did I do? I wanted to start out small so I did a one-shot. Hope you all liked it and I really hope you all review. So REVIEW!!!!!