Goddess: This is a one shot about somebody's feelings about Yukina and Kuwabara getting married. I know who you think it is but my guess is that you are wrong. So on with the one-shot fiction. Bwahahahahahahaha! Ahem. Read and review people.
To say that he was pissed would have been an understatement. He was wet and he was cold. It was raining, hence the wet part. Yukina had agreed to marry the idiot. If Kuwabara hurt her, he would personally oversee his execution.As he walked down the hill to his favorite tree, he saw two bodies shivering beneath it. As he approached the clearing, he saw that one of the shapes was a dog. A puppy actually. As soon as it saw him it began to growl. That caused the other shivering mass to uncurl itself. It was a girl. She wasn't more than 16 years old. She tried to stand and fell. Her ankle was sprained, at the least. He approached her slowly, never taking his eyes from hers. It was hard to tell in the dark, but she seemed to have strawberry-blond hair. Her eyes were a startlingly clear blue. He returned his gaze to her leg. It was covered with blood and dirt. He ripped off the hem of his sleeve. Then, putting the hem in his mouth, he gently brushed the dirt and blood away. After he was finished he began the slow process of bandaging her leg. He could feel her watching his every move. When he was done, he stood back and tried to find the best way to pick her up without injuring her further. He lifted her bridal-style. Checking to see if she was in any pain, he looked into her eyes. She was confused that was obvious. She had no idea why a complete stranger was helping her. To be perfectly honest, he didn't know why he was helping her. He wasn't in the mood to help anybody. At the moment, he really wanted to kill something. He was startled by something tugging at his pants leg. He looked down to see the same dog from before. He noticed that the girl had a bookbag. He shifted her weight into his chest and scooped up the dog. He gently put the dog in her bag. Then he once again checked her condition. She was still looking at him with those eyes of hers. Then she spoke to him. "Who are you?" she asked tiredly. He jolted. He hadn't expected her to ask that. He hesitated before answering her. "My name is Shuichi Minamino."
That was my first attempt at a one-shot. Tell me if you like it. If I get 5 reviews from people who like the story, then I will turn it into a full-blown story.