Hiro/Kisa, drabble
Right
The sheep should have been a timid, quiet character.
The tiger should have been a roaring surge of energy and anger.
Oh, the irony.
The placid tiger was desperately, unknowingly loved by the angry, dominating sheep, and things, from the outside, just didn't look right.
But after the curse had faded, and they were simply people, it hadn't mattered when she had told the once-sheep that she loved him more than she had ever felt possible, and it hadn't mattered when he took her face in his hands and said it back, before kissing her like he'd always wanted to.