Masks and Unicorns

Note: Okay, this is my first time doing non-anime/game fanfiction! I literally just saw suicide squad and absolutely loved it! Out of all of the things I loved in the movie, Boomerang x Katana was definitely my favorite! Of course, they're not outright together, but the flirting and I don't know just seeing them together made my heart flutter! I definitely hope there will be a sequel, especially focusing on Boomerang and Katana. I hope this is okay, please make sure to review and leave your thoughts on the story!

Chapter one

A fist slammed into a concrete wall, a loud grunt accompanying the sound of flesh hitting an unmoving wall. He could not free himself, he couldn't do a thing. All that was possible was to sit, eat, sleep, and once and a while play with a pink plush unicorn—if the guards were feeling generous. George "Digger" Harkness sat down on his lumpy bed, back of his head slamming against the wall. Even though he practically helped save the world, George (aka Boomerang) was still forced to be alone in this unforgiving cell. 'Boomerang' was a criminal, he did a series of crimes which included murder and stealing—he was unforgivable in the eyes of the law; and even more unforgivable to himself. George had done bad things in his life, yet he never felt true remorse until he joined this 'Suicide Squad' as 'Deadshot' so graciously put it. Why did the infamous Captain Boomerang feel remorse? Well, it was a feeling he didn't really want to admit just yet. He caught feelings for someone, someone he knew he was never destined to be with, even if it killed him inside. This feeling of unrequited love did more damage than solitary confinement could ever give. Yet, who was this person that had captured George Harkness's heart?

"Boomerang-san?" A voice rang out, interrupting the brooding thoughts of the criminal. Blue irises stared towards the door, blinking a few times as 'Boomerang' was repeated again. Standing up, the male wandered towards the door, brows knit in confusion.

"Who's there?" An Australian accent piped up, face dangerously close to the slit in the door. Soon it shot open, revealing nothing but what lay beyond this cell. "The hell?" George mumbled to himself, inching closer to the small opening in the door. Looking down, he saw a white mask with a red circle on it, a few scratches and dirt embedded into it. "Katana?" He questioned, but was immediately interrupted by the sword that now entered the small opening in the door, blde against his neck.

"Why? Why are you doing this to me?" A thick Japanese accent cut through jagged English, mending the broken words.

"W-What…?"

"Why can't I get you out of my head?!" The Japanese woman yelled, dark brown irises staring into his.

"K-Katan—"

"My husband died… he was all I ever loved… all I ever needed… when he died, I died too…but now… I-I feel like…" "Katana" couldn't finish the sentence, her voice cracked under the pressure as tears began to stain her cheeks. Shaking her head, the female retracted her swords and whispered something in Japanese into it, before using it to cut down the door. George was now free, the open world now before him. What also stood before him was Katana, the female who had freed him from his prison…his physical prison.

Taking a moment to adjust, George stared blankly at the female. This was the thin—no, person who had kept him in his internal prison he was trapped in. After their epic battle, George knew he was in love with the masked woman he barely knew. The way she spoke, talked, composed herself… 'Boomerang' just loved all of her. Shaking his head, the criminal took a step closer to the woman who had captured his heart, cupping her cheeks and giving her a deep kiss. Katana's eyes widened behind the mask, but soon melted into the kiss herself. Why else would she free him if she wasn't reciprocating his feelings?

Once the kiss had ended, George looked around, realized she had murdered some of the guards to get here.

"Bad girl, huh Katana?" The male teased, causing a scowl from the other.

"It's… Tatsu…"

"Okay, Tatsu. Are we going to get that drink or what?"

"What…?"

"Oh, c'mon! You remember, the date I asked ya on when we all were together?"

"Oh…"

"I know some great bars, but just know I'm not a great tipper."

"Try not to steal the tips, Boomerang-san..."

"Of course not! I would never!" 'Boomerang teased, slinging an arm around the girl but quickly retracted, running back into his cell. Tatsu turned around, brows knitting in confusion; even though they were obstructed by her mask. Soon he reappeared back to her side, waving a pink unicorn plush in his hand. Tatsu laughed dryly, crossing her arms as the two made their way out of the building.

"I can never forget Pinky." George smiled, causing an eye roll from the Japanese warrior. It was true, he could never forget his unicorns... and he could never forget her.

Note: Finally, first chapter done! I tried my best with this; I really really ship Boomerang x Katana, and so please let me know whether I did a good job portraying them so far! There are a few similarities to TheFudge is Grumpy's Boomerang x Katana fic: We Should get a Drink Sometime, but I can assure you this is an original story! (You all should definitely check out their amazing fic though!) Please review and I'll see you in chapter 2!