Characters Included: Rude, Tifa
Prompt: 22) Enemies
Word Count: 115
I could remember watching her, even back then when she was our enemy, moving gracefully in battle like a dancer. Each move expertly corriagraphed to inflict the most damage to her enemy without hurting herself, without letting her enemy get in a punch.
I suppose I fell in love with her the first time I saw her fight, her long hair flying behind her, fists lashing out, kicking, attacking, blocking, sweat glistenting on her porcelain pale skin, her eyes burning with a firey rage.
I couldn’t help but want to take her into my arms and kiss her mouth, hold her to my side, make her mine.
But enemies are enemies.
And they never mingle.