Evanescence

Cheri/Oc (childhood fict.)

Lacrymosa

A woman stood in the dripping moon beams.

Tears licked their way down her beautiful face.

She had to be strong.

Never could she back down.

Her sons needed her.

Stifling a sob she clutched the rail tight.

A decision had to be made or he would make it for her.

This situation was the reason why she never wanted to become the Maou.

Putting someone else's well being before her own had never been easy but for this decision the right one had to be made.

Christian couldn't be allowed to take him.

Turning back inside the young Mazoku leader attempted to stifle her tears.

She didn't want to frighten her boys.

The light clip of heel was her only companion as she walked over to peer at the occupants that were fast asleep on the bed.

A small tired but extremely motherly smile lit her lips.

Lying neat and orderly was Gwendal in all his seventy one year old glory.

A bunny plush was clutched in his hands and a frown lit his lips.

Then there was Conrart who slept as any other fourty two year old would, sprawled on his stomach and the blankets grasped in his fists.

Finally there was Cheri's youngest, Wolfram who was curled in a tight little ball between his brothers with his thumb in his mouth.

Smoothing back the blond curls, near identical to her own, the Maou held back her own fears for the little thirteen year old.

Her current husband, Christian von Belfield, was threatening to take Wolfram away if she didn't renounce all her titles and allow him to rule Shin Makoku.

But they both knew that she couldn't.

Shinou had chosen her as Maou and as the Maou she had far more power than he did.

Overall this was a very dry threat but it still sent fear into her heart that one day someone could come along and take everything away from her.

Placing a kiss upon each sleeping child's head, Cheri turned back to the window to gaze out at the brilliant moon.

For now she had control and she would have to be careful to protect them.

In the morning Christian would be banished to the von Belfield lands and preparations for Dan Hiri's return would commence.

A small cry echoed from the room and without a second thought she whipped inside to comfort her greatest treasures.

Maybe all this mess with need is a mother's touch.

Maybe that's all it will ever need.

Yay oneshots! Anyway...

For these stories they are all in songficlet format.

i got the idea from anotherNear a Death Note fic. writer.

For those who don't know how they go, here's the instructions:

Turn on your iPod or music player, and put it on shuffle (or select an album or Playlist, and turn shuffle-songs on)

Start writing when the song starts, and when the song ends give yourself 10 to 20 seconds to wrap the ficlet up.

Well this is what you are supposed to do but I usually listen to the song 3 or 4 times before finishing the fic. :D Hehe I fail.

Anyway it's a lot of fun and you should try it!

-Haylz