Um.

Yeah I really have nothing to say. I ship Gethos so much. This is pretty much just bullying Genis and Mithos coming to save him every time so...

Kinda has spoilers in regards to Mithos and Yggdrasil being Mithos Yggdrasil

They had lost.

Lloyd looked up at Yggdrasil from the ground where he lay, trying to summon the energy to get back up. He surveyed the room, seeing all his companions either critically wounded or just plain unconscious. Yggdrasil started walking towards Genis' limp body, only touched just enough from the fighting to be unconscious, not enough to be truly hurt.

"Don't...don't touch him," Lloyd wheezed as Yggdrasil kneeled down, caressing Genis' cheek.

"He's too good for this world. You don't deserve him - no one deserves him."

"Get away from Genis!" The young swordsman stumbled to his feet, but only made it a few steps before collapsing again. Yggdrasil rolled his eyes, gathering the other half-elf in his arms and cradling him against his chest.

"You take your hands off of Genis," Raine growled in a way no one had heard before. Her protective older sister side was showing, and it wouldn't end well.

"Do you think you can really take care of him? Haven't you noticed Raine?" Her face fell, trying to figure out what he meant.

"He's losing mana. It's slowly draining from him. He shouldn't have been this easy to knock out - at full power he could easy defeat me by himself." The professor's look transformed from understanding to horror,

"No...no Genis can't...he..."

"You can't save him Raine." And then he disappears; teleported away, bringing Genis with him.

I felt awful while waking up. My limbs were heavy, head foggy, but I was slightly warmer than I had become accustomed to. The room I was in was unfamiliar; spacious but fancy. There were no windows, just one large door on the other side of the room. Someone had laid me in a large bed, covered in blankets and pillows from just about everywhere I'd ever seen and then some.

"Oh, you're awake." My eyes darted back to the door to see someone standing in it.

"Mithos?"

"I was worried, you've been out for a few days." He closed the door, coming over to the bed and sitting on the edge of it. "I thought I'd never get my bed back," he giggled. I blushed, fingering the blanket laying across me.

"Why am I here? Where's Raine and everyone else?" Mithos frowned, climbing onto the bed to hug me, resting his head on my shoulder.

"I know Genis. I know you haven't been well. I know you're hurting."

"I'm not...I don't know what you're talking about. I'm fine."

"You don't have to try to lie to me. I can feel the mana seeping out of you."

"What? What are you talking about?" I was genuinely confused, looking down at my hands. Mithos put his hands on my shoulders, pulling back to look over me sadly. He didn't say anything for a long time, laying back on the bed and dragging me with him.

"It's a genetic disease among those with elvhen blood. I suppose you could compare it to a hole in a bucket. Let's say you're the bucket full of mana. Something in your DNA put a hole in you, and the mana is slowly draining from your body."

"I don't understand," I murmured, clutching my friend tightly. He just held me, not saying anything else as I process what that meant.

That meant I was dying.

We laid there for a while, surprisingly comfortable in each other's presence. I don't know why, but I wasn't scared to be near Mithos, even though not that long ago we were fighting. Only days ago, in fact.

"Mithos?" I whispered, tucking my head under his.

"Hm?"

"What happened to Raine?" He sighed, twirling a piece of my hair around his fingers.

"Lloyd and his merry band of misfits made it back to Meltokyo and are staying at the Chosen of Tethe'alla's house for now. They're all safe."

"Thank you."

"It wasn't really hard to figure out where they went."

"No. You could've killed them if you wanted to, but you didn't. So, thank you."

"Oh. Um. You're welcome?" I shivered a little bit, snuggling closer to his warmer body. "Are you cold?"

"A little," I admitted. In all honesty, Mithos was right; I didn't feel good. I was cold, my hands shaky. I got light headed a lot, couldn't think right.

"I'll go see if we have more blankets."

"No, it's okay. I don't need them. They don't really help anyway." I gasped, suddenly feeling warmer than I had in weeks. For the first time in what felt like forever, the fog in my mind was gone and I could think clearly.

"What did you do?" I marveled, looking up at him like he was a miracle worker.

"I just gave you some of my mana. How do you feel?" He smiled for the first time since he came in the room, making my heart flutter.

"I feel amazing, but you didn't have to do that." I felt guilty, passing my fingers over my exsphere anxiously.

"I'm not going to watch you waste away Genis. It'll be fine, mana restores naturally."

"Apparently not mine."

"That's not true. It still restores like it should, it's just...leaking faster than it's replenishing."

"You suck at comforting people."

"What? I, er, what?" Seeing him get flustered made me laugh, all our troubles seeming to be washed down the drain as long as we were in that room. For the first time in a while, I was comfortable enough to fall asleep without a care in the world.

If enough people enjoy this I'll keep posting. I have no idea how long it will be or how often I'll update because college is effort.

Constructive criticism is welcome 3