#zero drabbles

“Just a little farther…” Zinda said to herself, willing her arms to reach just a little more. The tree branch attempting to support her weight wobbled slightly. The large orange cat she was currently risking her life to save yowled at the disturbance.

“Jeez, I’m trying to rescue your sorry ass,” she grumbled.

“Is everything okay up there?” The rather cute red headed woman whose foolhardy cat Zinda had decided to rescue called to her.

“Everything is—just peachy,” Zinda grunted, scooting closer to the cat on her tree branch. Now that the cat was in reach, Zinda lunged, wrapping him tightly in her arms. Her sudden movement was met with a loud crack as the branch snapped under her and the cat’s combined weight.

She tumbled back to earth with a less than grateful screech. While she expected to be met with the hard, unforgiving pavement, her fall was instead softened by the cute girl who Zinda was now sitting on.

“Oh gosh, are you okay!?” Zinda exclaimed. The cat hopped out her arms to lick his owner’s cheek.

“Me?” the woman laughed. “You’re the one who fell out of a tree! I’m sure there’s a line in there somewhere about angels falling from heaven.”

Zinda can’t help her blush. “I, I never got your name, did I.”

“I suppose you didn’t. I’m Gloria, and the orange bastard cat is Warrior.”

“I’m Zinda, Zinda Blake.” She scooted off Gloria’s lap and stood, extending a hand to help the woman up.

“Say, think I could thank you with a coffee?” Gloria asked.

Zinda’s grin was brighter than the sun.

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It was a subtle thing at first, his love for Guy Gardner. It build itself slowly, like the spring winds, and before Kyle knew it, his feelings had whipped themselves into a storm.

He’d always admired Guy for as long as he’d known him. The man radiated courage and confidence and was filled with so much love for the Corps that it was a wonder the Star Sapphires hadn’t recruited him permanently.

“Before we jump”

It’s become a ritual with them. They don’t say good luck or goodbye as they launch themselves out of Aerie Two and free fall into the heart of the danger. There is no see you on the other side. Instead, it’s a mutual whisper of I love you.

“I love you gals,” Zinda calls to them as she hovers them over the drop site. Babs laughs over the coms and repeats the sentiment.

“A taunt, with one eyebrow raised and a grin bubbling at your lips“

Sakura managed to burn dinner. Again. Ino didn’t know a person could be this bad at cooking until she started dating Sakura, but luckily there’s always takeout.

“You know, I really thought the recipe looked easy,” Sakura sighs. She has sauce smeared on her face and grease on her apron, but she’s never looked more adorable.

“Honey… did you even follow the recipe?” Ino asks, already fairly confident in Sakura’s answer. Sakura’s pout only confirms it. She’s trying not to laugh, really.

“…Maybe?”

“God, I love you,” Ino exhales, taking her thumb and finally wiping the sauce off her lover’s cheek. “C’mon, get your coat. I’m taking you somewhere nice tonight!”

“Loud, so everyone can hear”

Nothing about Naruto Uzumaki has ever been quiet. So, when he decides to openly thank his  during his Hokage acceptance speech, he decides to thank his seven boyfriends in addition to his lovely wife Hinata, the village isnt sure if they should be scandalized or if they should have seen this coming. Then, he goes on to thank his lovely wife’s four girlfriends, and continues on until it is very clear that every one of the Konoha 11 has been connected romantically to the Seventh Hokage in some way.

“How can anyone not be afraid of love?”

Guy always has the worst realizations when he thinks he might die.

A peaceful negotiation had gone bad in a matter of seconds. One minute The Corps had been discussing a treaty with a local sector, and the next, they were under fire from the very people who had asked for a truce. They tried to retreat, but the doors had been sealed.

Amidst the chaos, Guy dragged Kyle into the closest thing to a closet he could find. They’d hide it out, plan their breakout once John gave the signal to regroup. And now, pressed together in the dark unfamiliarity of an alien closet, it comes to Guy. They could really die here. He doesn’t consider his mortality often, but now it’s all he can think of. He could die and all the things he’s never said will stay unsaid.

“Kyle,” Guy whispers. “I love you.”

Dark eyes whip up to meet his; Kyle’s face is marred with confusion and something else Guy is struggling to place.

“Why would you tell me that now, when we might not even make it out of here alive?” Kyle says quietly, after what feels like an eternity.

Guy shrugs. “If we die, shouldn’t I at least let you know? No one said you had ta’ feel the same, I just… I wanted to say it at least once.”

“Guy, I… I do feel the same. And that terrifies me.”

Guy’s face softens. He takes Kyle’s hand in his, brushing his knuckles with his thumb.

“It scares you?”

Kyle lets out a shaky exhale. “How can anyone not be afraid of love? Everyone I’ve loved like this I’ve, I’ve lost. It hasn’t been that long since love within the Corps was banned.”

“You know what they never did ban? Two partners havin’ dinner together after nearly dyin’ at a peace negotiation.” Guy smirks.

“…What?” Kyle stares at him as if he’s grown two heads.

“Have dinner with me. That’s all I’m sayin’. Anything else we can decide later.”

“Guy…” Kyle begins, unsure. He mulls it over and Guy starts to wonder if maybe this was a bad idea after all.