A/N: So, Kutau has been contagious lately and it apparently affected me greatly. To show proof of that, I was taken a shower one day when inspiration suddenly struck me.
(Yes, that was unnecessary for you to know, but I like putting absurd things here)
Anyways, please enjoy.
Pairing: Kukai x Utau, with a hint of others
Disclaimer: Shugo Chara and all the characters from their belong to Peach-Pit. Dammit.
Shugo Chara
Winner Takes All
By Cold-lover
It must have been destiny that bought them together once again.
Or probably fate's twisted thought of a crude joke.
Either way, the two had met under circumstances that we might just call 'coincidence'. It was a pleasant meeting, to say the least..
"You think I can't match up to you, boy?"
"Heh, who knows? I am stronger than I look you know."
Scratch that.
The moment they laid eyes on each other, sparks (not the lovey-dovey kind) were sent flying and flaring glares were exchanged between the two – scaring off many poor passerbys along the way.
"Oh, is that I challenge I hear?" Utau raised her hands to her hips, a stance women often use to show off their superiority against men.
Kukai smirked. "If you want it that way."
Daichi sweatdropped. "Oh boy..here they go again.." Iru snickered mischievously, observing their supposed 'bickering', while Eru sang some cheesy love song in the back ground.
"I declare a challenge then."
"Make that challenges. One who wins the most gets a prize from the loser."
"Oh, and what would that be?" Kukai asked curiously.
"Does it matter? Just be ready to mop up dirt when I'm finished with you."
"I don't plan on making that happening anytime soon."
And so, there begins the long quest to out-beat each other in a battle of wits, brawn, and entangled love.
Kukai Sohma & Utau Hoshina - Yeah, they're a match made in heaven.
Well, there goes the prologue. I promise, no, swear to you that it would be much better in the next chapters. (hopefully...) I have a few ideas running in my head but please feel free to suggest any prompts. Otherwise, I would have to resort to picking out random words from my big-ass dictionary which I don't plan on taking out anytime soon.
Yours truly,
Cold-lover