So this is an angst drabble that I did.
Its nothing special but please, please read and review.
I do not own -Man, Hoshino does the lucky lady.
MistressKanda
L a v i y u u
Why?Why, Why WHY?!
It wasn't fair.
And he didn't want to hear that bull-shit that life wasn't fair.
Lavi knew that already.
But this wasn't fair, not to him, not to Kanda, not to anyone!
Why had the other been so reckless?Why hadn't he told anyone that it was the last petal?Why?
It was horrible…to see that perfectly pale body be brought through the doors, a crying general clutching his final son , who had been sacrificed for this war, tight to his chest.
The red haired bookman didn't realized that he had tears running down the one side of his face.
He didn't realize that moments later he had fallen to his knees.
Or that he had screamed the fallen fighter's name.
He hadn't realized…
That through all the fights, the yelling, the attacking and the silent treatments…
Lavi hadn't realized that…
He had come to love this now fallen fighter.
Not…not until it was too late at least.
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And so he mourned.
For the first time in years Lavi, Bookman Jr., he himself as one person mourned.
For the loss of best friend, an equal, a fighter, an almost lover and another soldier in this unforgiving war.
The tears just wouldn't stop coming.
And so he cried.
And so the body of the fallen swordsman lay, motionless…
Neither dead nor alive,
But it didn't make a difference.
No, because the strong and fiery tempered samurai was still not there.
He was still gone.
And so he mourned.
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It was the slight twitch of a hand that made the whole place erupt in murmurs and questions of their fallen comrade.
It was the flutter of dark lashes against pale skin that made Lavi's heart clench in hope.
It was those icy blue eyes that looked up at him that made the Bookman Jr. cry tears of joy.
And the last straw was the attempt that Kanda made to reach up and either wipe away the red head's tears or smack him that did it.
Then, Lavi snapped and pulled the swordsman up into a desperate hug.
But…it was his name on those perfect yet chapped lips that did it.
"Lavi…I'm back?"
"Welcome home.""Che."
"I love Yuu.""Shut up Usagi."