So um, yeah, this is my first story. Hope you enjoy reading it~
This is kinda rushed but meh. Just typing stuff.
Disclaimer: I do not own Vocaloid, Gumi/Megpoid, Last Revolver, or the guy. /tear

Fireworks.

They sparkled beautifully, brightening the dark, night sky.

"Hey.." his smooth, velvety voice called out to me. I turned to him, beaming at the smiling expression plastered on his face. The sight of him so happy… it never failed to make me smile. He leaned his forehead against mine and held my hand. "I love you" he whispered as he looked into my eyes lovingly. I intertwined out fingers together, welcoming the warmth.

"I love you too."

I walked in a much faster pace through the snowy forest, blinking my tears away from my favorite memory. I held his hand tightly as I led him around. The sound of our footsteps filled the quiet area. He suddenly stopped, pulling me back. "What are you doing, Gumi?" he asked worriedly.

This was it.

I gave him a smile, but my teary eyes betrayed the façade I tried. He came closer to me before squeezing my hand "What's wrong?" his eyebrows furrowed as he looked at me, trying to figure out what's happening. I whipped my head away from him as I squeezed my eyes shut. He cupped my cheek, facing him once again. He gave my hand a soft squeeze "I love you". I summoned all my courage and strength to do this. It hurts, but it was what I was tasked to do. My eyes fluttered back open and hot, salty tears began rolling down my cheeks.

"I'm sorry."

I pulled out my gun and harshly pressed it close his torso. "I love you too.." I cried, failing to hold back my tears, sniffs, and hiccups. His eyes widened momentarily before turning into a soft gaze.

It's not my first time shooting someone, but it's the first time I will shoot and cry.

He wiped my tears away with his thumb. His expression is still calm and gentle. I wish he didn't have that kind of expression on his face right now. I hated it. It made me feel worse. "I'm sorry," I repeated, choking back a sob. He kissed my forehead and stepped back, like he was giving himself up to me. His eyes sent a message. It said something. Something I wish he didn't say.

Do it.

My body trembled as I raised my gun, aiming for his heart. My index finger shakily reached for the trigger. "I love you.. " my raspy voice didn't say any more than those words. My finger was ready to pull, but at the last moment, he smiled and said-

Bang.

The sound of the gunshot echoed through the forest.

My eyes looked down at his lifeless body. Blood stains covered the once pure white snow. I wiped tears, only to be replaced by new ones. Kneeling down by his side, I stroked his pale cheek. "We'll be together soon, okay?" I whispered in a reassuring tone, as if he was still he was still talking to me.

As if he was still alive.

I placed the gun beside my temple, feeling the cold metal against my skin.

It was too late to realize that we were different from the beginning. Cold and heartless. Warm and gentle. A selfish liar. Generous and honest. Me. And you. All those memories. I knew that it wasn't supposed to be real. It was just the strategy for the mission. I was just there to play with your feelings back then. I never meant to fall for you. But it came crashing down to this.

If I could fix this, I want to take it back to the summer fireworks festival.

"I'm sorry, I love you."

I smiled, and pulled the trigger.