ShiroxKuro pt. 1

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by Shiroxkeith

by Shiroxkeith

I am desperate.
And still only god can judge me.
P.S. what would be their ship name then?
.... Shuro? Kiro?
OH I know!
Ying and yang XD
Okay enjoy this <3
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He was, what I tried to be
He was, what I wanted to be so badly
He was, what they all feared
He was all, that I wanted to be

I wanna be him. Or at least like him...

But that's as impossible as killing Zarkon, I guess.
He has many names.

The champion
The gladiator
The bloodthirsty
The undefeated
The invincible
The untouchable
The never quitter

Or how others call him.
Shiro.

I've heard that he actually is a pretty nice guy.
Yet all that I've seen proved these things about him wrong.
He was a killing machine!
Literally. Everyone feared him.
I can tell that even Zarkon is a bit scared of him. And when he defeated that monster once. He earned the name champion.
I wanted to be like him, like a little child wanting to he just like their idol.

I looked like him, I was an exact copy of him. Yet I am a little smaller also my skin is purple and my eyes are yellow. Even though it's hard to tell who is who. He is very nice towards me. Shiro is the only thing I think about.

One night I had trouble falling asleep. As always.
And somehow shiro noticed I was crying.

Something warm behind me. Something big.
And two strong arms around me. They were both hot and gave me that feeling of safety...
A feeling you would never feel when being captured by Zarkon.
(Shiro still has both arms)

I started to shiver brutally.

Sssshhhh everything is okay. It's just me. Shiro.

Waves of relive went through my body. I snuggled up closer to his chest and soon even turned around. I buried my face in his sore chest, all bloody and full of wounds. But he didn't pull back. Instead he hugged me even closer and kissed the top of my head.

"I'm here for you."
I looked up at those gorgeous grey eyes full of love and passion.
I teared up even more. "What's your name then? You can't be shiro can you?" He giggled a bit.

I thought for a moment.

"I don't have... a name..." I whispered and drew small circles in his chest nervously.
Shiro stood silent.

"If I'm shiro... then you'll be Kuro."
(For those who don't know: Shiro literally means white in Japanese so Kuro ironically means black)

I smiled happily. "Thank you. I love this name." Shiro hugged me closer again and continued to kiss the top of my head, and I continued drawing circles on his chest.

Now I have an identity.

Finally...