A/N:I'm in a mood to break hearts today so suffer now! :D I was listening to "Lucy" by Skillet this time around. I'm not sorry for this.
Lost Little Anna
He stood there staring at the stone as he felt himself drifting away to past memories and smiled.
"Mikoto, your jacket. I washed it for you." Staring down at the black, leather jacket in his hands he lifted it and smelt the rough fabric. A small smile graced his lips as wide gray eyes gazed at him in wonder.
"Thank you, it smells better now." She smiled at him and trotted off. Shaking his head he shrugged his jacket on and lit a cigarette.
Kneeling down he placed a bouquet of flowers on the ground before the stone with a deep set frown. What a kid she had been.
"Mikoto! Mikoto! Tatara got his hand stuck in the sink again!" Looking down at the sweet child before him he grunted and got to his feet with a sigh. How many times did he have to get the guy out of such trouble? Entering the kitchen he didn't see Totsuka, or anyone for that matter when all of a sudden the whole of Homura jumped their feet from behind the counters and utilities.
"SURPRISE!" They all shouted making the man blink in confusion.
"It's Mikoto's birthday." Turning he saw the small child looking up at him with one of her rare, soft smiles.
"Yep! It was Anna's idea to surprise you, King!" Mikoto lifted a hand and gave the child a lazy pat on the head.
"Thanks."
He felt a single tear escape as he remembered more and more sweet things the girl had done for him and with every one he felt his heart break some more.
"Mikoto, it hurts," he looked at her. Her small frame was covered in red, so much red. As she looked up at him she began to quietly cry. "Mikoto, please. Make it stop hurting." Taking a breath he gently lifted her making her whimper. Giving her the smallest peck to her forehead he lit his aura but couldn't bring himself to do it.
She was going to die.
He knew that and he knew there was nothing anyone could do to stop it. Gasping as he fought back his sobs he gently rocked back and forth with her in his arms as his clan silently gathered around them. Whispering to her words only she could hear he pulled back to look at her face.
She smiled.
"It's so cold." He nodded and grimaced as she coughed causing a line of blood to travel from her mouth down her throat.
"I'm sorry," he whispered and she smiled.
"I'm happy. I love Mikoto and all of Homura. Ga-" choking again Mikoto lifted her up.
She shuddered then stilled.
He pulled her close again and shut his eyes. Rocking back and forth again he didn't move from that spot nor release her form for several hours.
He looked at the stone as he read the words engraved.
"Kushina Anna, 20XX - 20XX, you will always be our Red Princess." Letting his head fall into his hands he took a deep breath then stood.
"I'm sorry I couldn't protect you, Anna."
A/N:I was crying while typing this, /i hope you cry too. I'm sorry yet I'm not. Enjoy!
