(First attempt at writing fic instead of an original story in agessss... And first attempt at non-gen fic. ^^; Sorry if it's not quite what you're looking for. I'm assuming my story takes place not too long after the movie. The crappy sequel doesn't exist
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Though she wanted to head back before the fields flooded, Nakoma found herself asking an entirely different question. "But why?" she asked. "I know you were looking for something... But Pocahontas, you've been looking for something all your life, for years. When your father finally let you have a canoe, I thought that was it, I thought travel was what you were looking for. When the white men came and you fought to create peace, I thought maybe that was it. But I don't understand what you're looking for." A loud crack of thunder split the air, and lightning illuminated the little hideout. Pocahontas was watching calmly, so Nakoma clung to the courage to finish what she was saying
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Pocahontas/Nakoma, a first kiss between them in the cornfield.
Awkward and adorable is optimal. :)
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