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Oh Well.
He held her as the battle raged. There was nothing he could do now, not with a wound of that size that was bleeding that fast. He wasn't a medic. He couldn't heal, though he prayed to whatever god he could think of that he could at that moment. Spells and screams and battle cries rang out around them, but for Gajeel, it seemed as if the world had gone quite. Sound faded as the wound bled, a gaping hole through her chest the size of a fist that was too close to her heart for her to last much longer.
Stroking blue hair tinged with the gore of war, the dragon slayer choked back angry tears. She couldn't die. She wasn't allowed to die- to leave him!
Slowly a hand reached up to cup his cheek. Water-logged crimson met with hazel, and she smiled. It wasn't the smiles she had given in the first of his days at the guild. Those were scared and nervous and reeked of distrust. Nor was it the shy and blushing smiles that he had become accustomed to whenever he entered the guild. No, her smile rang out with everything she didn't have time to say to him. All the hopes and fears and trials and triumphs that she had foreseen for them. The love and tenderness that were constant companions within her heart shown through in her gaze. It was not a wide smile, nor was it bright, but it was there.
And then he sobbed.
"Please..." he begged her to stay. To live and to fight and to simply stay with him.
You are my sunshine,
"Gajeel," her words were soft and wet, heavy with the blood that was slowly drowning her. "You have to let me go. Do-don't cry over me. Live your life, make peace with this world. Don't morn me all your life. Oh my dragon I wish-"
Her words were cut off by wet, bloody coughs that racked her body. Shushing her, Gajeel, held her closer to his body, afraid that if he loosened his grasp she would be gone forever. Sighing, Levy leaned into his chest listening to the shuddering of his heart as he willed himself not to cry.
My only sunshine,
Everything that could have been flashed before his eyes. A life that was filled with love and peace and her. All the plans they had made melted away she her breathing began to slow.
You make me happy,
Why was this happening? Why did everything he touch wither away? Didn't he deserve happiness? Didn't he deserve to have her? To have a glimpse of happiness after so long of only darkness, and then to have it ripped away…
When skies are grey.
Maybe he didn't. Maybe he didn't deserve her constant smile and laughter, but what had she done that mandated that she must die? Wasn't she a good person? She lived to serve those around her, she LIVED to make sure others did! Shouldn't that have spared her?!
You'll never know dear,
He wanted to rant and rage and sob and scream at the heavens. Instead he held her, with his nose buried in her hair remembering all the things that never were. He held her and waited. A soft whisper rose from her lips then, barely audible, even for him.
"Gajeel"
How much I love you,
"See you soon."
Please don't take my sunshine away.
The cry of anguish that came from him shook the valley.
She was gone.
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