Scourge x Tigerstar
Scourge never killed Tigerstar. In fact, they never even attacked the forest... and if you'll believe it, Scourge has forgiven Tigerstar for trying to kill him when he was known as Tiny. This is a crazy one shot of Tigerstar and Scourge fuzzy love.
Scourge could hear the raindrops landing on the dumpster, but that wasn't the only way he knew it was raining. His scars hurt. He slipped out into the air and darted along to a sheltered place under a muddy tarpaulin. As he ran random thoughts flitted through his mind. He paused to give one of his scars a lick, reminding him of the forest apprentice who had given him them. Tigerpaw was Tigerstar now though. And he knew Tigerstar was under the tarpaulin there now.
He squeezed inside and saw the tabby tom curled in a corner. Purring, he found his way over there, prancing through apologetic cats who quickly left the flimsy den to Scourge and Tigerstar. Scourge lay down next to Tigerstar. "Wake up," he whispered in the warriors ear. Tigerstar may be leader back in ShadowClan, but Scourge was leader here... with Tigerstar as deputy.
Tigerstar blinked. When he say Scourge he smiled and rubbed his muzzle against the small tom's ears. "Hello."
Scourge smiled, shuffling around in the earth, it was barely a nest at all, simply a hollow in the dirt.
"Let's make it more confortable," Tigerstar mewed. Scourge nodded and stood up, scanning the inside of the den for bedding. He spotted a grubby blanket in one of the hollows - it smelt of Flint, a grey tom. He dragged it back to Tigerstar's hollow, the massive tom stood up, displaying the pair's size difference.
"They should let you have the best things, you being the deputy of BloodClan," Scourge hissed as he arranged the blanket.
"Mmmmmm..." Tigerstar padded around inside the hollow for a bit then lay down in it and drew Scourge to him with his big fluffy tail. Tigerstar started grooming the smaller cat, while Scourge lay relaxing next to him, his one white paw laying across Tigerstar's large feet with their unusually long claws.
Scourge snuggled closer to Tigerstar and the broad-shouldered tabby nuzzled the leader of BloodClan affectionately. "I love you," the former ShadowClan leader purred.
Scourge blinked, flashbacks pouring through his mind. A younger Tigerstar, paws pinning Scourge - Tiny at that time - down, a voice growling... you won't forget me! I wont. And now I don't want to forget you either.
"I love you too." Scourge's voice was choked, this was the first cat he had ever forgiven, the first cat he had ever stopped hating. I love you. The words echoed in his head as he realised it. He did, he loved him. Scourge loved Tigerstar.