Pairing: Merle/Kagome
Series: The Walking Dead (TV show)

Kagome grit her teeth resisting the urge to punch him in the face, she could feel his gaze boring into her back. With a grunt she let her arrow fly. She watched with satisfaction as it entered the eye socket of a walker and downed it.

With a fluid grace she drew one more arrow followed by another and another until all the walkers that had shambled out of the small gas station were down. With a sigh she walked towards the fallen walkers and began pulling her arrows out of their heads, arrows were so hard to come by now a days.

With a grunt she pulled the last arrow out of a young child and shoed it in her quiver, refusing to look at the felled child. Even though they were walkers, former shells of who they used to be they used to be people.

"Not bad for a jap." He grinned as she glared at him and walked past him with a huff. He trailed after her, his eyes set on her fine toned ass as she walked ahead of him. She was dressed in blue jeans and an old flannel shit of his over a white tank top. Her hair was pulled into a high pony tail, to keep it out of her eyes, though he preferred it down. Not that he would tell her.

"I can feel you eye raping me." Her voice was low and curt. He let out a low, "Tch." And grabbed her arm with his only remaining hand to pull her back into him. He wrapped his arm around her and held her to him ignoring her small protest. "Not rape if you want it."

She glared up at him yet didn't try to leave his arms. "I'm not in the mood Merle. Now let go or I'll hurt you."

He scoffed at her and merely pulled her closer. "Like you could." He grunted as she elbowed him in the side and stomped away from him. He trailed after her rubbing his side, keeping his ears open for any groans, moans or the sound of shuffling feet. He knew when she was upset she tended to slack off on keeping her guard up.

More then once she had almost been killed because she had stormed off form their small group upset. A few times he was the one who made her mad, so he had felt extremely guilty whenever she had a close call. Not that he would tell her, it would ruin his reputation and in this new world that was all anyone had left.

As it was he was still catching a bit of crap for dating her? Claiming her? Whatever it was you could call their relationship in this new shitty world. It didn't really bother him, she was worth it, it just sometimes got under his skin when he heard the way the other guys talked about her. She was a nice piece of ass, but she was his piece of ass. Yeah, she was a good five or so years younger then him but now a day's age, race, and all that crap didn't matter.

With a grunt he bumped into her, so lost in thought he hadn't noticed she had stopped. He glanced down at her, she was a full head shorter then him, and tilted his head. "You okay?" He stumbled back as she turned around and hugged him, burying her face in his chest and just clung to him. He let out a small inaudible sigh and wrapped his arm around her waist, anchoring her to him. He merely held her as she let her silent tears fall, he rested his chin onto of her head. "It'll be okay Kagome."

It was a lie, they both knew it would never be okay. Yet she allowed herself to believe him, to trust him. It was all she could do to stay sane.