A/N: I'm back from the dead... Here's a short oneshot from me to test if I can still write, sigh... My other fanfics will be updated soon, hopefully. T_T
Nina and Anna have a standoff. After a grueling fight had just ensued with no clear victor, a ceasefire was called for now. Both were in a state of shambles, their outfits were torn and tattered as collateral damage from their bout. They're currently at some remote location with no one else in sight. Anna is the first to speak.
"So it's come to this huh?"
"Heh."
The two femme fatales slowly walk near each other until they're within arm's reach of each other. Both were slightly panting. They stare at each other dead in the eyes. Neither of them move a muscle. Anna extends a hand. Nina merely looks at it and isn't really sure what to do.
"What is the meaning of this, Anna?" was the inevitable inquiry. Anna merely flashes a tired grin.
"I've groan weary of fighting you. I guess... I want to bury the hatchet." Still nothing. Anna's hand was still out for a handshake but Nina wasn't doing anything. Anna then pulls her arm back and sighs.
"Fine, be that way. I'll be going now, see you around...sis." Anna whispered the last word as she started to walk away leaving Nina with her thoughts. Or so she thought until she felt a hand on her shoulder.
"Anna." At the mention of her name, the brunette turns around to see Nina who had a ghost of a smile on her features.
"I... want peace too, I guess I ju-" before Nina could finish, Anna in an out of character manner went in for a hug, cheeks flushing red at the foreign closeness with her estranged sister.
Nina at first hesitatingly wraps her arms around the brunette's back to reciprocate, but then follows through willingly when she heard faint sobs. Nina allowed tears to fall from herself as well.