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When Angels Die

by Garu37

SLAM!

An annoyed green-haired boy grabs a skinnier blonde one by the collar, and proceeds in smashing into the wall again.

"Garu!" yelped the blonde.

" I told you this before, and I'll tell you again; I'm sick and tired of you profound ranting of nothingness , Ernest," pushing the now blushing boy even harder against the wall, " I'm embarrassed to be seen with you, and to say I'm your best friend!" Finally letting a dazed Ernest fall to the floor, Garu quickly spun around a faced a sandy haired boy who was watching the whole ordeal, with a very distraught look on his face. " WHAT'S YOUR PROBLEM , RIO?!?" screamed Gareas. Frightened, Rio didn't reply in fear of a broken nose. " If you don't want to talk, that's fine, but then you'll have to answer to my fist!" said the hot-headed Gareas.

"GARU!! What the hell are you doing! I told you a million times, don't try to kill your teammates." The blonde haired girl quickly ran over to a still stunned Ernest's shoulder. " If this is how you treat your friends, we should all be thankful that we aren't you enemies!"

" But Leena…," replied Garu. Getting up, Leena pulled Gareas aside.

"You're lucky to have such a loyal friend who will always stand by your side. One day, though, he won't be here, and that's when you'll realize how important Ernest was to you. Those are the friendships you should cherish."

"Yeah, but Ernest isn't stupid. He won't go and get himself killed." casually replied the green haired one.

" But that's not…." started Leena.

"Yap, yap, yap. All you do is talk, Leena. Now you're the one who's talking the nonsense. Let's go Ernest." As the two boys walked away, the girl sighed,

" You never listened, and you never will."

Skip ahead a few months….

"ERNEST!! NOOOO!!" screamed Gareas, with unshed tears filling his parched eyes. " You can't be….It can't be….Ernest…."

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Crappish, I know. It's my first MK piece, so please read and review. Sent remarks to briere169@yahoo.com More to come soon, when I feel like writing.