Her sky blue eye's twinkled with mirth as I casually suggested that she stayed behind. She wouldn't hear of it. She kissed me gently and declined my offer even after I begged on my knee's and everything. I hated not being allowed to fight when everyone else was. I was a medic so Leader-Sama forbade me from fighting so that I was alive to heal everyone. I didn't want her to go. There are something's that Medic's can't heal. I kept dreaming about her death, about me being helpless and I would wake up screaming. She would lie patiently with me, stroking my hair and occasionally kissing me till I had calmed down enough to get back to sleep but the dream always returned. She was lying bloody on the battlefield, obviously no longer living. I would look down at her, her blue hair now red with blood and I would hear her voice,
"Why me? Why did you let me go? Why didn't you force me to stay." I would stutter and stammer different excuses but nothing changes the dream. It's about then I wake up screaming and she is there to comfort me and to dry my tears and to hold me. We don't have long. Leader say's that the war is drawing nearer. She still won't change her mind and is point blank refusing to stay. The dream's are getting worse but she is still patient. I tried talking to Leader-Sama but he said that it was her choice. Nothing will work. Most of them have already gone and I am swept off my feet trying to make sure that none of them die. We have already had a few close calls. I don't know how much longer I could hold out. I didn't want her to go. She might not come back. But she won't listen. And now she is going. She gives me the flower from her hair and I pin it in mine, making sure that it is in the same style. We hug and she whispers in my ear that she will be O.K. I try to be brave and not cry but a few tears escape. She wipes them away and the last thing I see of her is her looking back, waving and laughing. I had just finished healing when I felt it. A deep tearing from inside my chest. Like my heart was being ripped in half. I knew she had gone. The flower fell from my hair and as I picked it up it the last thing of her that I had crumpled.