Ninjago One-Shots

Smores (Lemon)

Ronin x Dareth lemon.  I do believe the ship is called Smores. I apologize if it is bad, it's been awhile since I've written anything. Requested by RainbowMusic8150 

THIS IS A LEMON!!  IF ANYONE ELSE READING THIS HASN'T HEARD ABOUT HOW BABIES ARE MADE OR MAKING LOVE THEN DO NOT READ THIS.  I WILL NOT BE HELD RESPONSIBLE FOR RUINING ANYONES' INNOCENCE.  DO NOT YELL AT ME FOR YOUR POOR LIFE CHOICES.  I WILL NOT TOLERATE IT.

Warning:  It's a long intro.  About 1,000 words.

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Ronin's Pawnshop.  3rd Person P.O.V.

"Look, this is a one of a kind piece of jewelry.  I'm not going to sell it for any less.  Now, do we have a deal or are you going to leave and stop wasting my time?"  Ronin asked the man currently standing in his shop.  The man wanted a ruby heart necklace, one that Ronin managed to steal from a wealthy woman in the upper part of Ninjago City, but he only wanted to pay half of what Ronin was asking for.

"I'll leave," the man growled, "because I'm certain I can get a better deal elsewhere." With that, the man stalked out of the shop.

Ronin sighed and leaned against the counter in front of his shop.  He probably could of talked the man into buying it, but he was distracted.  Just a few days ago, he had broken out of Kryptarium Prison with the Elemental Masters to fight the Sons of Garmadon.  Many people assumed he was out of it due to post-traumatic stress or something along those lines, but it was something, or rather, someone else.

During the celebration, he met someone.  This guy had been going around to all of the guests bragging to everyone that, as the Brown Ninja, he had helped the Green Ninja save the day with his "heroic" actions.  Ronin had felt drawn to him and after asking around, found out the man's name was Dareth.  He spent the rest of the time trying to work up the nerve to talk to him, but would chicken out every time, certain Dareth wouldn't like him.  He would've asked the Master of  Mind for a little assistance in knowing what Dareth thought of him, but for some reason he slipped away at the beginning of the party with the excuse, "I'm not a fan of social gatherings."

Ronin took a deep breath and ran his hands down his face.  He regretted not approaching Dareth, but there was nothing he could do.  He could try to find him, but that could take weeks, if not months, and he couldn't leave his shop unattended for that long.  There was money to be made.  Perhaps he could ask the Ninja Dareth's location, but they might no--

A sharp, rapid knocking snapped Ronin out of his inner musings.  He had just enough time to stand up straight and take a couple steps towards the door before a brown blur hurtled through and crashed into him.  He and the figure collapsed in a heap on the old floorboards of his pawnshop.

"What the actual, get off me!" Ronin cried, shoving the figure off and scrambling to his feet.  The figure tripped and fell back down, but was able to get up a few seconds after Ronin.

"Alright, what do you wa-" Ronin started, before stopping when he recognized the figure.

It was Dareth.

Ronin's heart seemed to forget how to beat for a moment and he felt his mouth go dry.  Oh, great FSM, was this the answer he gets when he regrets something?  He should regret stuff more often.

Dareth dusted himself off before turning to Ronin, who was still trying to get his heart to cooperate.

"I was hoping you might have some karate or martial arts trophies.  Mine got destroyed during the raids the Sons of Garmadon would do while trying to find Lloyd."