AN: Yeah, yeah, I know, I should be working on either The Dragon Empress or Enemy Fire. Problem though, I have plenty of ideas for chapters for those two, I just don't know where to go. And a lot of those ideas are for later on in the story.
So, until I can sort through them all and figure out my course of action, I'm gonna try writing some oneshots for one of my favorite couples: Sakura and Kisame!
Honestly, they might just be my main OTP. They seem to have personalities that would mesh really well together if they were actually ever given the chance to interact on a civil level.
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"Always been a black sheep living in a daydream
In too deep, in too deep"
Kisame rolled over and opened his eyes to stare at his love, her hair splayed over her pillow like ivy. He always wondered, first thing whenever he woke up and saw her laying there, if this was just another daydream of his.
He had to always to ask himself if he had fallen in too deep with her, if he truly deserved her.
And then she would stir, and then she would wake up and look at him.
And he would be reminded all over again why he loved her.
"I'ma give you everything, I'ma give you everything forever, everything
Don't even know sleep, gonna keep it all G"
The way she would look at him, like he was the earth and everything on it, made him want to kneel in front of her and worship her.
He wanted to give her everything.
He wanted to give her the sun, the moon, the stars; everything.
She deserved everything.
There were nights where he couldn't sleep, where all he could do was stare up at their ceiling and ponder.
Those were the nights where he would write down something new he wanted to give her. He would hide the journal full of notes, promising that one day soon, he would be able to give her everything he had written down.
He didn't know that the only thing she wanted, was him.
"On the same team, same damn team
'Til my body 6 feet, I'ma give you everything forever, everything"
He knew that there were lots of people in her life who thought he was dirt beneath their feet and he didn't deserve her.
He knew that they tried to whisper their thoughts to her, in hopes of getting her to change her mind.
He also knew that behind that polite smile of hers, was a hurricane itching to be released at them.
One day, someone went a little too far, and he could only sit back and watch.
"Oh Sakura, you could do so much better than him, he has nothing to offer you! Such a shame really, that you feel the need to defile yourself with a creature like him-"
"Shall I list all the 'things' Kisame has to offer to me? Or should I list all the ways to Sunday I can hurt you without ever getting caught? Hmm? Which would you like? Cause right now, I can easily list a couple. No? Then keep that useless mouth of yours shut since all it's good for is letting your tongue wag. Oh, and since we're on the topic of mouths and tongues, Kisame's got the best one in this damn universe. And he certainly knows how to use it better than you do, if you catch my drift."
After that, everyone kept their opinions to themselves, lest they be thoroughly dressed down like that poor soul had been.
After that day, he had vowed that until he was dead and buried, he would give the world to his queen.
"I'm that Al Capone cadillac, drive like a maniac
Killer like zodiac (yeah yeah yeah)
Shock to your cardiac, 'til the end got your back
Even when you're gonna crash"
He wasn't going to lie, he was not a good man, he had done horrible things throughout his life.
Terrible, horrific, despicable things.
But she chose to stay with him, despite everything he had done. She chose to ride with him, chose to be with him 'til the end.
"I'm still gonna ride with you, ride with you, ride with you
You know I'd die for you, die for you, die for you"
"Wha?" Was his intelligent reply.
"You heard me, we're in this together." She crossed her arms over her chest, nodding her head once like the matter was over and done. It wasn't, not for him, not yet.
"No no no no no no. I can't let you do this! I can't - I won't - I - Kura-chan, I can't let you get involved."
"Too bad it's not your decision. I'm with you, a hundred percent, 'til the end of the line, ride or die."
"Baby girl, I'm not a good man, I've done shit that would make any sane person run and call the cops."
"Who the fuck said I'm sane? I have a whole 'notha voice in my head telling me to set shit on fire all the time." Kisame was thrown off by the comment.
"Wait, what?"
"Put it all on the line for you just to keep it bulletproof (oh)
Stay with me tonight, I'll be your alibi"
That first night he stumbled into her apartment, adrenaline high wearing off as quickly as it happened, she had simply rubbed the sleep out of her eyes and glared at him for getting water everywhere.
He remembered how the smell of rain clung to him like a second skin.
Remembered how tired she had looked, wearing her matching pajama set and leaning against her bedroom doorframe heavily.
Remembered how she didn't even question his being there, simply glared at him for leaving puddles of rain water on her hardwood floors.
Remembered how she had told him to put his wet clothes in her washer and that she probably had something for him to wear to sleep in.
He had asked her if she was aware of what she was doing. She had wave him off, grumbling under her breath about men and not knowing how to knock like decent people.
He remembered chuckling at her as he pulled his coat off and hung it up before bending down and removing his shoes. He had thought about where to put them, before deciding to leave them there.
She had thrown a towel at him and pointed first at the puddles on her floor, then at his shoes. She hadn't said a word.
He had wondered if she knew what she was getting into, by letting him stay there.
"You can stay with me tonight."
"You sure?"
"Yeah, if the loud ass sirens outside all any indication, it looks like you need a strong alibi."
"You offerin'?"
"Yeah, I am."
AN: Song is Alibi by Krewella. Listen to it when you read this, it'll make it better.
Actually, you could listen to that song for the first chapter as well, as that's what I was listening to when I wrote that one.