Hey People, this is actually a rewrite of my original story, I really haven't changed much, just fixed a few errors here, added a line or two there, sorry it has taken me so long to work on this, free time is a luxury I just don't have right now!

Oh, and everyone say thank you to Twilight Memories for being my beta for this rewrite, without her, this would have even more mistakes than before!

Hey! I am new to this whole Zatch Bell stuff, but I am a sworn fan to the Sherry/Brago pairing. Sorry if you don't like it. I hope you enjoy this story!

I do not own anything of value. That includes all the Zatch Bell. All I own is this story and it's plot and a few pictures of Orlando Bloom.

OK, let me tell you now this is going to be more then a one-shot. I'm thinking more a two-shot unless I get possessed by the plot bunnies from hell, then you can expect more! I hope you enjoy and I NEED REVIEWS! And though I dislike receiving them, flames are accepted. But please, use constructive criticism. TOODLES!

"Brago!" Sherry watched, horrifiedas he disappeared before her. His black book, ashes on the barren ground. Tears filled her sapphire eyes. Her mamodo was gone. He was her stronghold, her shelter, her grasp to reality, the only one she had ever loved since Koko's betrayal. And now he was gone forever. He was slipping away from her world like water through her fingers, and she didn't know how to stop it, she couldn't stop it.Harsh laughter filled the air as the enemy mamodo and his human turned to walk away.

"You are really pathetic; you cannot even keep a mamodo alive! Your mother was right, you are useless." Sherry glanced up at the guy, how did he know her mother? The form of the teen molded into the all too familiar figure of her mother.

"You are a disgrace to the family name! How could such a horrible child come from my womb! It is preposterous!" Sherry bowed her head as tears streamed endlessly down her cheeks. Her shoulders shook with her muffled sobs. "ARE YOU CRYING! HOW DARE YOU CRY?" Her mother raised one arm and brought her fist down onto the cowering girl.

Sherry gasped through the pain, "I'm sorry mother, I am sorry. I didn't mean to, don't hurt me please. I'm sorry!"

Brago woke with a start, something was wrong. He sat up from his position lying down on the broad tree branch. Turning to the right, he could see into the window of Sherry's room. His brow creased in uncharacteristic worry, Sherry was tossing and turning on her bed.

This was very unusual; she usually slept very deeply, when she slept at all. These days she had taken to staying up most of the night, reading a novel, or studying his black book. It really was most unhealthy. Not that he cared, he quickly added, but if she kept this up she would become even weaker then she already was.

Humans were the bane of his existence it seemed, always so helpless and pathetic, but in a way he could see why the mamodo king battles were held this way. A king has to be able to protect his weaker subjects and learn how to use their strengths and eliminate their weaknesses. Just because Brago understood the reasoning didn't mean he had to agree with it, or enjoy it.

A coat of sweat coveredSherry's pale face and she began to weep and cry out. Brago frowned. She needed all the sleep she could get if he was going to be king. Also, she was beginning to resemble a zombie, her eyes were sunken into her face and her skin had become grey. If she was not careful she would be ill and unable to keep up or be of any use at all. Not for the first time he cursed humans and theirinsufferable limitations. He crept into her open window and hurried to her bed.

Brago began to shake her shoulders, calling out softly to her. Sherry opened her eyes and began to sob. She wrapped her arms around him and buried her face into his cloak. Brago froze, this was most uncalled for. He thought of pulling away, but was surprised to find that he actually enjoyed the warm sensation it gave him.

He looked down at her, and was equally surprised to find himself smiling at her. Quickly he wiped the smile from his face and stood to his feet, pushing her away. The look of puzzlement and unease on Sherry's face almost made him reach out and wrap her in his own embrace, almost being the key word.

With out saying anything to her he hurriedly went to the window and left, unaware of the look of pure despair on his human's face. He only knew he had to leave and clear his head before he did something he would regret. Little did he know that he would regret that even more.

Sherry watched sadly as Brago left her. She mentally kicked herself for being so foolish as to think he cared for her at all. Then that obnoxious voice in her head scolded her,

Then why did he just let you hug him? Also, what wouldhe be doing in you room?

That voice was quickly replaced by the part of her that was more negative, the part of her that normally dominated her thoughts.

He only let you hug him because you surprised him.

Brago doesn't get surprised, and why was he in our room?

Because he had to make sure that we were safe. After all we are his human partner, but only because he has to have one.

But that doesn't mean he has to hover.

He just knows you are too weak to do anything.

Enough! Sherry mentally retaliated, just be quiet! Both voices were silent. Sherry threw herself out of the bed and changed into a black dress. Grabbing a coat, she hurried out of the mansion and down the road. The sky was darkened by ominous rain clouds. As she neared her destination, the skies let loose their burden. And the rain fell, washing her world of pain into sweet numb nothingness.

Silently Sherry was struck by the irony of it all; here she was where it all began. And it was raining just like last time, only now she wouldn't be saved. Her heart pounded in her ears as she stepped over the railing. Her mouth went dry as she looked down into the muddy river, no turning back now.

Brago mentally kicked himself, how could he just leave her like that? She needed him. He sighed tohimself in defeat, he could no longer deny that he felt something towards the girl. He leaped up to her window, to try and apologize. Brago frowned when he saw she wasn't in her room.

It's nothing to worry about, she probably just went to the restroom. He told himself that but he didn't believe it. He surveyed the room for something unusual or out of place. Her jacket was missing. That had to mean she went outside. Brago looked at the water laden clouds, she would be soaked! What had he ever done to deserve this? He looked at the room again, then froze, it couldn't be.

He left his perch and went into her room, there on her desk was a very familiar black book. Something was wrong, she never left his book lying around someplace. It was so unlike her, it was so...careless; infact it was beyond careless. Sherry may be weak, but she wasn't stupid.

She was an idiot, but not stupid. And he had to admit, she was much stronger than the average human, not physically maybe, but her determination was outstanding. He went over to it and picked it up. A piece of paper fluttered to the ground, it held her familiar neat handwriting and was addressed to him.

He placed the book down and picked up the tear-spattered paper. As he read the short message, his breath cought in his throat.

Good bye Brago,

Give my regards to Koko will you? I wish I could have ended this war. Sorry I couldn't make you king. Sorry I was so weak and worthless. You have always told me how much of an idiot I am, and how weak I and stupid I am I guess that's true. My mother was right, I am better off dead. And this time I will succeed in my end, there is no Koko to save me this time. I love you and will miss you,

Sherry

Brago began to panic. Not Sherry, she couldn't! He had to find her, but where? Then it hit him, she had told him about where she had met Koko. And she had told him that Koko had saved her from drowning. What she didn't tell him was that she had been trying to kill herself.

With a lump in his throat he leaped out of the window with his book under his arm to try and find her, before it was too late. The note was left abandoned on the floor.

Brago did not care what happened to her, but she did promise to help him become king. Wouldn't this be breaking that promise? No, if she was gone then he would be able to get a different human, a stronger human. As for friends, well, Koko was her only friend, and she no longer cared. What about her mother? No, how many times had Sherry heard her mother telling her friends how she just wished her worthless daughter would just go away? Now she would get that wish.

Sherry looked down at her watch; 12:00 a.m., how ironic, it was her birthday. Oh well, some party. She spread her arms out and let go of the rail, stepping from the safety into thin air. Happy Birthday.

Well, what did you think? I wasn't so sure about it myself so what ever you say would be most helpful!

Hope you tune in next time to learn of her fate! Will Brago find her in time? HEHE! Who knows!

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I hope the changes were done accordingly,

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