Hello friends, it's Theabridgedkuriboh and I am taking part in #ZexalSharkWeek because Shark is my favorite character. I love his personality and his love for his sister. Also I'm a huge Sharkbaitshipper so most of the one-shot or maybe all of them may be Sharkbaitshipping. Also, since I'm watching the dub NO SPOILERS please. I've been spoiled by others before, but more accidental since I wasn't careful. So, please no spoilers. Then again, I have no idea how you can possibly give spoilers but just don't. Anyways, I guess that kind of explains why I didn't do one for the first day "Past life" since I didn't get to his past life yet. The dub is slow right now; we haven't gotten a new episode in a few weeks. Anyways, no one cares about that; let's just get onto the damn fic already. Also, I don't know what this will look like since Fanfiction won't let me edit anything so, sorry for possible bunching and multiple spelling errors if there are any…but knowing my luck there probably will be.

Date: 12/31

Theme: Destiny

Pairing: Sharkbaitshipping.

AU: Church/Religious (I guess)

Rating: T for language.

~~~~ZexalSharkWeek~~~~

It was sun down in Heartland City, the sky was a dark midnight blue and the stars shined bright yellow in the high above skies. The breeze was fair. It blew softly leaving a more refreshing feeling then a chill. It hit Yuma's hot tan skin as he ran, his vest hitting his chest as he ran. His sneakers pounded into the cement.

Yuma Tsukumo: A young teen, age thirteen, not very bright in academics but was wise in many other things. He valued friendship and family. He was a bit clumsy but he has some athletic ability. He used to take Gymnastics lessons with his sister but quit a few lessons later when he got bored and made friends. Plus, he hated the leotards. Too tight for his tastes.

But enough about that, he was frantically running across town trying to get home. He was a few hours past curfew because he fell asleep near the river on the grass. He awoke with a start when a truck honked its obnoxiously loud horn as it passed by. When he woke, he checked his watch to see it was almost ten o clock. He then quickly ran towards his home, which leaves us to where we are now.

He was rushing towards a large staircase. He was going too fast to slow down. He tried to stop but tripped over his own two feet. He let out a cry as he fell down the stairs, landing on his chest. He groaned as he sat up from the ground. He shook his head to rid the shock before jumping up and continuing on his way.

As he ran, he felt like he had eyes on him, but he ignored it. He was in a rush to get home. Not to mention he was starving. He hadn't eaten since lunch. His grandmother's rice balls were so good. That must have been one of the reasons why he fell asleep. But he didn't care about that. He needed get home before his sister -Akari- got any madder than she most likely was.

A little while later he arrived home. The lights were still on meaning someone was still awake. He gulped from nervousness. He could already hear Akari shouting at him already. He hesitantly walked up the stairs. His heart pounded as he did. When he finally reached the doorway, he grasped the door knob tightly before walking inside the house.

Akari was sitting on the couch writing her next article for the newspaper. She was always looking for the top scoop. And when she finds it, she always works really hard on it. This is why she's famous for her top notch reporting. Even though she rarely gets a good story. She stopped her writing and looked back at Yuma as he walked in. She stood up from the couch and walked over towards him. Yuma just kept his head low.

"Yuma, this is ridiculous, you know not to stay out late on a Saturday night." Akari said.

Yuma bowed in apology. "I'm sorry Sis, I fell asleep and lost track of time."

Akari just sighed. She then scratched the back of her head. "Well, then just go eat some dinner and go to bed. You have to get up early tomorrow. And please get up on time this time." Yuma nodded. Akari handed Yuma a tin full of left over's. "It's from dinner. Your plate that was left without an owner to eat. Don't waste any."

"Right. See you in the morning." Yuma said before he started for the stairs.

"Hey Yuma," Yuma stopped as the landing of the staircase. He gave his sister a puzzled look. "Where's your golden key?"

~~~~~~ZexalSharkWeek~~~~~

Deep in the shadows there are said to be those of the darkness lurking within. That evil is said to thrive with darkness. Why was that? Who created that hypothesis? Was it someone of darkness themselves? What a typical stereotype!

Dark blue eyes pierced through the darkness of an alleyway. The owner of said eyes leaned against the wall of the alleyway, he watched closely at his surroundings. He couldn't be found. He was being searched for.

He heard frantic footsteps heading his way. He brought himself farther into the alleyway. He moved his dark purple hair away from face. He waited and listened. It must be the cops. But, they couldn't have found him already. A shadowy figure ran by, as soon as it went by he heard the cry of a boy.

Shark blinked. What the? He was hesitant but slowly made his way over to the edge and peeked his head through. He looked down the staircase. He saw a kid around his age, black hair with red tips that stuck out awkwardly, are they supposed to be bangs? He was also wearing a red vest with a white hood over a blue shirt, he could make out a "D" shape but Shark wasn't really sure. He was also wearing white pants from what he could tell. And maybe some fingerless gloves, he seriously needed to get out of the dark but unfortunately that was kind of hard to do with the fuzz on your tail.

Shark watched as the boy ran off, as if he didn't just fall down a cement staircase. Shark was awestruck. This kid, he was...he was...so weird. No normal person can just walk away like nothing ever happened. Is this kid even normal? Whatever he was, it was strange.

He saw something shine in the distance, right where the kid had landed. Shark looked around. The coast seemed to be clear. He hesitantly stepped out of the dark alleyway. He looked around once more before making his way down the staircase. He saw it flash once more. Shark made it to the bottom, he saw right on the landing, the last step, a necklace. He crouched down and grabbed the trinket. He examined it. His eyes narrowed.

"What the hell is this thing?" Shark mumbled to himself. He clenched his fist around the necklace before placing it in his pocket. "Whatever it is, it must not be important if this kid just left it behind. What a shame."

Shark quickly made his break for it. He needed to find somewhere to hide for the night. He couldn't return home. Not yet anyways! He quickly left the area, his thoughts heading back to the necklace every now and then.

ZexalSharkWeek~~~~

It was morning, about ten thirty to be precise. Which means, Yuma got up late? Again! He scrambled around to gather clothes to wear after he got out of the shower. He was rushing to the bathroom; he needed a shower but needed to make it quick.

"Yuma, you got five minutes. Was h your hair and whatever and get out. I can't believe you woke up late again. We're really cutting it close this time." Akari shouted to him just as he shut the door to the bathroom.

He quickly stripped himself of his clothes and showered as quickly as he could. He was going to be late. He needed to get going. After he finished washing, he quickly stepped out, dried off and dressed. Once he was done dressing he raced out of the bathroom and down the stairs.

"Let's go Akari. We're going to be late." Yuma shouted.

"You're the one who is going to make us late so let's go." Akari shot back as they ran out the door.

When they arrived at their destination, the car came to a stop in the parking lot. They quickly got out of the car and ran inside and Yuma quickly made his way to the front. Akari found a spot in the aisles.

As Yuma made it to the front, he made his way through the door. Five minutes. He quickly grabbed the white robes that were given to him and placed them over his clothes.

"You were late again, weren't you?"

Yuma looked behind him, over his shoulder as he spotted his pink haired friend. Yuma scratched his cheek.

"A bit late. But I'm here now." Yuma answered.

Trey grabbed the ribbon to the robe and quickly tied it around Yuma's small frame.

"Well Father wanted me to let you know that he appreciates you coming every week, and he doesn't mind that you're a bit late at times, but wishes that you made an effort to be here on time." Trey responded.

"Ah, well I'll have to tell him that I'm sorry aren't I?" Yuma said.

"He would appreciate it, yes." Trey giggled. He bowed to his friend. "May God be with you!"

"May God be with you!" Yuma said in responded.

"It's time."

Both teens looked back as they heard Father's voice. He smiled at the children before motioning them before with him.

"Coming Father."

~~~~ZexalSharkWeek~~~~

Shark walked up the path; he admired the sparkling water as it shined against the painted glass windows. He saw his own reflection in the waters mirror. He raised his head as he made it to the open doors of the chapel. It looked more like a castle but does it really matter.

He stepped in front of the doors and looked around. It looked like every other church from the inside. Nothing new. Now, if he finds what's he is looking for, he can get out of here. He stepped inside. He felt a chill go down his spine. He hated this damn place. It always have him chills and the windows always seriously creped him out.

"You just missed Mass, and to say I'm disappointed. Today was a good one. Father surely preached his heart out."

Shark looked down at the front, he saw that kid from yesterday. What the hell was he doing here?

"I didn't come here for preaching." Shark said.

"Oh then what is it? Are you in need of something?"

Shark rolled his eyes before pulling out the necklace in his pocket. It shined brightly as the sun hit the edge for a second.

"My golden key!" The boy reached out for the necklace and took it from Shark. "Where did you find it? How did you know it was mine? Who are you anyways?"

Shark placed his hands in his pockets. "The name's Shark. I saw you fall on your face last night like an idiot."

Yuma blushes and scratched his cheek. "I see. I have been told I'm clumsy. Guess it's true!"

"That's an understatement!" Shark mumbled.

"Anyways, there has to be something I can do to repay you. I thought I surely lost it forever." Yuma said.

Shark looked around before making his leave. "No thanks. I just want to out of here."

Yuma ran up to Shark to try and catch him. He stumbled a bit and grabbed onto Shark's coat. Shark was forced to stop. He looked back at Yuma. Yuma looked up at Yuma with a smile.

"Sorry, I just really want to repay you in some way. Thanks to God's guidance, you were able to find your way here safely to me. I want to help you as well I'm some way."

Shark "tsked" before looking away from Yuma. "What I want is for you to let go so I can leave." He pulled ha jacket out of Yuma's grasp. "And God did nothing. I don't believe in God, at least not anymore."

Yuma blinked again. "I see." He placed his hand on Shark's shoulder. "What about fate? Do you believe that fate brought us together?"

Shark just stared at Yuma. What was this kid's problem? Doesn't he listen? Shark shrugged his shoulder away from his hand. Shark spread his arms wide.

"I don't believe in God. Do you understand this? I desperately want to leave this place because it seriously creeps me out and annoys me that people are praised upon by things that may or may not have happened. There is no way in hell one person created this earth. That's explained by science. God did not create me or you. Once again science has that answer. So please, no more preaching about God and fate."

Yuma was taken aback. Did Shark really feel that way? Yuma sighed.

"Very well then, but remember. If you need a friend, come here. I won't speak of God or anything involved with him. I swear this to you." Yuma said.

Shark just smiled to himself. "Do whatever you want. I don't care. But I won't guarantee I'll come back." Shark said, his voice echoing off the walls as he walked out of the church.

Yuma clenched his fingers around his golden key.

Destiny brought these two together. Polar opposites. Different beliefs. Different lives. Yuma just hoped one day, Shark would see it that way as well.

~~~ZexalSharkWeek~~~

Was it good? Was it bad? Did I go a bit overboard? Do you think I should make another one shot for tomorrow's theme? Well we'll just see then. I most likely but you never know.

Review for me everyone, I really appreciate it. Do it for Shark-sama. Show him your love.