Hey guys, I'm back with another fiction. This was supposed to be a song fic but another idea sprung in my head so, I'm taking the risks and chances of ruining my second fiction.

About my other story, I'm Home, the epilogue's coming out later this October, so watch out. :)

All I ever wanted

You can do this. Just take it slow and savour the last few minutes with her.

And with that, Brady bravely entered the young girl's room. He saw her sleeping peacefully in her bed. He then began to silently walk towards her and knelt down to face her.

Brady fixed her hair; pushing away that stray hair that blocked her face. He stared at her for a minute, and apparently got lost in daydream. How could one resist loving such an angel like her? She's beautiful, intelligent, and brave. She may be stubborn at times but she never forgets to be flexible too.

Brady grasped her hand, and then, the memories flooded his mind and heart. Memories like the Mermaid incident, the prohibition of poetry, the time with Mikayla's Muco fever and Brady's Waka fever and many more memories that they both shared.

This time, Brady's eyes began to water, knowing that he wouldn't be seeing Mikayla in a long while. He breathed in deeply and sighed. He got up, bent down and kissed her forehead.

"Bye 'Kayla"

As Brady headed outside, he passed by Mikayla's nightstand and saw a photo of her. He looked at it and smiled. She looked happy and carefree. He took out the photo from the picture frame and replaced it with a photo from his wallet. It was a picture of them both slow dancing at the kings' prom.

Brady looked at Mikayla once more and left.

The sun was out, and the early morning breeze was blowing. The trees were swaying and the birds were singing. Everything seemed to be perfect for Mikayla. Wow, today is going to a beautiful day... before the kings destroy it.

Mikayla got dressed and prepared herself for her morning shift. When she got her comb out from her nightstand, she noticed the photo in the picture frame. Well, that's odd but when and where did I get that photo? Confused, Mikayla left her room and went to the throne room.

Boomer woke up early today because he was starting to have a tummy ache. When he stood up to greet Brady, he just saw a fixed bed with note on the sheets. It said "To my brother". Boomer read it with eyes widening after every line. He checked Brady's closets and found most of his clothes gone, including his guitar. He dashed downstairs and called for Mason.

"Mason, lock all the gates" commanded King Boomer while running down the stairs.

"What's with the commotion, my king?" asked Mason.

"Brady left!" exclaimed Boomer.

"Are you sure? Maybe he's just outside on his little adventures"

"Yes, I'm sure. All his things are gone. And he also left a note. Here, read it" Boomer said shoving the paper into his face.

"Okay, my king"

"Mason! One of the balloons is missing!" exclaimed one of the guards.

"Brady" Boomer and Mason said in unison.

A few minutes later, Mikayla came.

"King Boomer? Why are out of bed already?" Mikayla asked.

"Mikayla! Oh, Thank goodness you're here. Where do you think did Brady go?"

"What do you mean?"

"He left Mikayla! He left, and the sad part about it is that he left me alone in here!" Boomer said shaking her side-to-side.

Well, it stops here for now because it's like 2:30 in the morning already and I've got school later... Ciao!

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