For the 500 follower giveaway: The Walking Dead Crossover with Kankuro scenario! ❤️❤️❤️❤️
This is soo long overdue, and I hope you can forgive us for this late scenario. But I wanted to combine the idea of Kank telling an friend he had known for a long time with the Walking Dead, and it took a long time with school getting in the way. So I’m sorry, I hope this is up to par. ~Admin Shadow <3
Kankuro in the Walking Dead Scenario
An acrid stench of rot and death lingered in the air and clung to the walls of the cramped cell Kankuro had been given. For the fifth time he rolled over on his side trying to get comfortable, but it was hard to get cozy on a broken prison cot.
The sound of Beth’s voice singing ‘The Parting Glass’ resonated off the walls as she attempted to lull Judith to sleep, and it was helping him immensely. He could hear Glen talking to Maggie in the cell next to him, reminding Kankuro that he wasn’t alone anymore. He was part of something bigger, a community now.
He cracked his eyes open just a little as the light of the afternoon filtered through the dirty windows. An old 1950’s pinup girl was staring him down; she had been here when Maggie had asked him to take the cell at the end of the block. He didn’t mind at all, as he stared at her plump lips, mischievous glaze and amble curves. Oh, it brought dirty thoughts to the forefront of his mind.
He quickly pushed them aside because he had a very different person that he couldn’t get out of his head. For the last few months Kankuro had developed strong feels for a member of their group – a girl he had known for quite some time. She had joined Gaara, himself and Temari early on in the apocalypse. Only in the last month had they been fortunate enough to stumble upon Rick’s group at the prison after months of being nomads barely getting by.
Kankuro couldn’t get her out of his mind, even now, as he fantasized about her beautiful features. She had thick hair that flowed down to her shoulders, but she hardly ever had it down for too long – usually it was up in a messy, disheveled bun. Her eyes had a starry look to them; they were mesmerizing and if you looked too long you might get cast under her spell. And when she wasn’t paying attention, he had been lucky enough to appraise her nice ass.
They had both been put on night guard duty, together. She had been pretty reserved the first few weeks around him, even though they had been in the same group for months. He had felt some distrust lingered like a plague, but slowly she had started laughing at his jokes and easing to his nonchalant attitude.
She had become trusting enough to even tell him her backstory. It had taken a bit, but he had coaxed out the truth – that she was a lone survivor. Her family had died all in a very short period from a hoard of walkers in the very beginning.
He couldn’t imagine what she had gone through, just the thought of losing Gaara and Temari made him physically ill. Their father had died early on in the apocalypse since he had been in Washington DC. The politicians had been some of the first to get it, and being a senator had put their father in harms way. The saddest part was it really hadn’t bothered him – their father had always been very distant and even slightly cold and corrupt because of his work in politics. It really had always been him, Temari and Gaara watching out for each other.
Everyday in this new, fucked up world was a struggle and you never knew which day was going to be your last. Especially with the impending threat of this new man that called himself The Governor. So Kankuro had been debating if saying something about how he felt to this this girl was worth it.
With the lingering threat of death always dangling above them, was it worth getting attached to someone? If she died it would just leave a numbing sting that would ache and linger and he wasn’t sure that pain was something he wanted to invite. Temari had been trying to convince him that a life without risk or love wasn’t a life at all.
He had been pretty resilient to the idea at first, but now – now he was seriously considering the possibility. The thought of remaining alone and not knowing how she felt about him was corroding away at his sanity piece by piece. Maybe he should take a chance, tell her how he felt. The worst she could do was say no, well that wasn’t the worst that could happen in an apocalypse, but still.
Kankuro rolled over on his side trying to avoid the light of day that was streaming through the gaps between the bars of his cell. He only had a few more hours to try and get some sleep before his shift, and he internally decided tonight would be the night he was going to tell her. What the hell did he have to lose?
The ground was bathed in weak moonlight, causing the dewy drops on the grass to shine like intricately placed diamonds. The sky was a black void tonight with brilliant speckles of stars, and the moon was giving the forest outside the prison a white, heavenly luster.
Rick handed over his AK to Kankuro and gave him a lukewarm smile and a pat on the arm. It wasn’t unusual for their misfit group’s leader to be brotherly.
“Keep your eyes open, with the Governor as a new threat we have to be vigilant,” Rick muttered to him, his voice remaining low so none of the new people they had recruited last week could hear them.
Kankuro gave the former sheriff a smirk. “Don’t worry, Rick. I got it covered. I won’t let anything happen on my watch.” He kept his voice cool and even, but internally he was a little anxious about being on duty with her.
Rick tipped his head to the side and nodded his approval. “Yeah, can’t be too careful. I trust you and your siblings. Gaara has been doing some good work with us, helping to fortify the gates. You guys have earned your place here.”
“It’s no problem Rick, were just doing our duties, you have nothing to worry about,” Kankuro assured him, but he couldn’t keep the pride and light arrogance out of his tone.
Rick gave another nod and pushed passed him and headed back to the prison. The night was quiet, except for the sound of some walkers that were aimlessly grasping at the fence and shaking it.
Kankuro looked across the concrete fenced in yard to see her talking to Daryl. The bowmen was handing over a pistol and he had his normal, unreadable expression fixed on his scruffy face. Kankuro turned his back on them and decided to focus on his guard so he could get his thoughts together – he wasn’t going to back down from the challenge of telling her the truth. No, not today.
An hour passed, and Kankuro hadn’t seen anything out of the ordinary. His fingers clutched tight to the automatic rifle in his hands. His guard duty tonight had proven uneventful so far, and he wanted to keep it that way. He had been frequently stopping to think about what he was going to say when their paths crossed, but ended up just having such murky thoughts. He felt like he wasn’t getting anywhere, so he had decided this was just going to be impromptu and he would do what he normally did, which was go with the flow.
He ended up heeding Rick’s words more than he usually did, as his eyes scanned out toward the woods and along the fence with pure dedication. He felt his heart tighten in his chest as he saw something moving toward him.
His eyes trained on someone in the distance walking at him in the dark. He could just make out their outline, it was a woman, and he knew it was her. Kankuro felt the muscles in his legs tense and freeze, and suddenly the oppressively hot Georgia air became impossible to breath.
“Hey, have you seen anything yet?” She said as she approached him, her eyes sparkling in the meek moonlight.
Kankuro realized he had been gawking at her and he was quick to close his mouth. “No, I haven’t seen anything yet, but knowing my luck something will pop out.”
To his relief she chuckled softly, before replying. “Just pay attention. You can’t be too careful, especially not with that lunatic, the Governor who is out there. You never know when your last moment will be.”
“Yeah.” He agreed, and shit he was refusing to back down, he was going to do this. He sucked in a deep breath, because he was going to tell her how he felt. Kankuro had never heard his heart thunder so loudly in his ears. And this was harder now that she looked completely celestial in the moonlight.
“We’ve known each other for a while, right?” Kankuro said almost as a offhandedly comment and he felt like an idiot for saying it, but he could see her teeth glint in the full light as she unleashed a smile.
“I would say so, why?” She inquired.
“Well, you mentioned you never know when things are going to end, so I wanted to say this before my time was up.” He paused for a second before he forced the words out, and he wished he could have been smoother in his confession.
“I’ve always had a crush on you, and I was hoping you considered me someone worthy of you.” He looked directly at her, and he couldn’t fully make out her expression. “Ever since we got here, I’ve been thinking about everything we have been through and I don’t think I trust any one here more than you and my siblings, and I was hoping you felt the same about me.” He let the words out, and it felt like a dam had been let loss. He feared that her hesitation was a sign of her distaste for his words, as he waited patiently for an answer.
But after a few seconds of silence, she finally responded. “It took you long enough. You have no idea how long I’ve waited to hear those words,” her voice was hardly louder than a whisper.
She took light, uncertain steps toward him, and Kankuro was surprised when she wrapped her arms around his torso. Her arms around him felt warm, inviting and almost as if it was something he had been craving, yet unaware of.
He reciprocated by pulling her against him, fully encompassing her in his embrace. She seemed to nestle herself against his chest which made his confession worth it one hundred times over.
And that’s when she said anything so unexpected, and it made his heart sore. “This world is hell, but it’s nice to know that things might look up, with you being here.”
He wrapped his arm around the back tighter, and squeezed her. “I’ll always be here for you, I can at least promise you that.”
