Hotshot: A Oneshot about this couple that I casually shipped. Yes, CASUALLY, I don't go out of my way to find these fics but if one catches my eye, I'll read it. Anyways, remember that you can request and now, enjoy!
Also, this one is kind of a short one so...yeah!
Pairing: ZabuHaku
Summary: Zabuza expected die and be far away from Haku. He didn't expect this.
Rated: K
Warnings: Character Death
He could feel tiny cold things landing on his exposed face as he gazed at the boy that came to mean so much to him, a hand against the cold cheek. It took him a second, but he did realize that it was snowflakes and how fitting it was that they were parting ways in the same conditions from when they first had met. He knew that, most likely, he wouldn't be going to the same place as Haku, so, he continued to stare at the young, feminine face, his eyes tracing every detail and his thumb moving ever so slightly, giving the cheekbone a brush. He committed all the features to memory, not wanting to miss a single detail. His eyelids started to droop, his strength leaving him as his heartbeat start to slow.
Darkness inched around the edges of his eyes and, as his eyes close, it consumed him, leaving him feeling cold and weightless.
Then, he was comfortably warm, sunlight settling onto his face. He could feel grass tickling the skin of his arms as a breeze swept by. He didn't know how much time passed if any had at all. His mind swirled with the face of Haku, clinging to the one person who made him hold onto his small bits of humanity.
"Zabuza-san."
His eyes snapped open at the voice and he can see blue skies, fluffy clouds and trees above him. His first thought was 'this isn't hell'.
The voice came again and it was coming from his right, calling out to him. He turned his head and there stood Haku, a familiar shape of a white rabbit in his arms and he was wearing the same outfit that he had died in. It didn't bore hole or any blood though, it was clean.
He forced himself to sit up and that's when he realized that he had functioning arms again and he was also clean of blood. There was no pain in his back where those swords and spears dug into him. He pushed himself up to his feet and turned towards the other, who was walking towards him before stopping, the arms slacking and the rabbit hopped to the ground but it didn't run, it just stood beside its master.
"Haku." Zabuza finally rumbled. He might still be a little confused about why he isn't burning in hell but Haku was more important in this moment. "I haven't kept you waiting long, did I?"
Haku's lips curled in a soft smile, a hand raising until the warm palm came into contact into his bare cheek. He almost jolted, not expecting the bandages to be off.
"You came just in time, Zabuza-san." Haku told him softly and he leaned into the touch ever so slightly. For him, it's a wonder how Haku could even want to touch him at all, after all he had done. Doing this sort of thing was...new, but he wasn't going to push Haku away now, not after everything that happened on that bridge. "What do you suggest we do?"
Zabuza stilled. What could they do now?
"Whatever this afterlife has to offer, I suppose." He moved away so the hand would slip off of his face and, before Haku could even think about disappointment of him moving back, he slipped his arm around the younger's shoulders and pull him against his body. Small hands gripped his shirt as Haku nuzzled his face against Zabuza's chest.
The white rabbit stared at the two and, once it was satisfied with what was happening, it turned and hopped away, slowly disolving into snow and leaving the two former ninjas in each other's arms, content.
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