The Challenge: Not My Favourite
Take
a pairing that you have either become disgruntled with in the time
you've spent in the fandom or just downright dislike and write it to
your liking.
Word Count: 150
Not My FavouriteBy Rociel
23 November 2004
As he stretched lazily on the sun-kissed brow of the hill, he gazed longingly at the fluffy white clouds drifting gently on the warm summer's breeze. How he wished he could be as free and easy as they were! Without a care or worry in the world.
He sighed dramatically, dreading the time when a mission would crop up and he would be called to duty. It was difficult enough to forever be resigned to work with the less privileged who did not share his superior intellect. Worse if he had to work with him.
These days he found himself having disturbing thoughts about the other, inexplicably drawn to his pure white innocence.
It was most unnatural.
Males should not fall in love with other males.
Praying this troublesome little infatuation for Akamaru would soon pass, Pakkun rolled over to scratch his back as a blade of grass tickled him.
End.