Precious Days

If you believe that I'll survive
I will survive through everything and more
Just to hold you in my arms again.

Chapter Five:

"Elliot-san died?" Risa asked softly.

Rika responded with a sad nod.

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The people around him saluted as the captain of the team was buried, Dark stood there, saluting to the coffin, a frown marred his fair features. The scene continued replying in his head, he was right beside the captain when he got shot. One bullet, it only took one bullet to end his life. He bit his lip thinking about the other's lover having to receive a letter about losing her lover to the war.

After the service, Dark and Kin sat around in the tent in silence, "…what if that had been me instead? What would've happened then?"

The blue haired boy looked over, "Then it'd be Krad who'd be receiving the death letter."

The death letter, that's what they called it, the dreaded letter that told of people's misfortunes and how they had died in battle. How they would never be able to see their loved ones ever again, there wasn't even a body to mourn over. Just a single white cross that had been impaled into the ground along with thousands of others. "…we better get some sleep, it's going to be a long day tomorrow…"

Kin said nothing as his friend blew out the candle and went to sleep.

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Krad sat there and stared at the ceiling, the only thing he could really think about saying or asking was whether the amethyst eyed boy was alright, he couldn't pretend to be cheerful or anything anymore. It had all become too serious for that, he sighed, wondering to himself, was I being stupid for letting him go just like that?

He shook his head, he'll be alright…he grabbed his pen and wrote down the only thing he could before mailing it.

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Dark,

Are you alright? You're not hurt or anything are you?

I miss you.

H. Krad

Amethyst eyes stared at the letter longingly, "I miss you too Krad."

Never in his life had he felt so small in something so big. He wanted to do nothing more than to hug the blonde and tell him over and over again how much he loved him, to tell him not to worry anymore.

He looked outside at the uniformed men walking around, several of them injured.

When will this all finally be over? When will I finally be able to go home and announce that nothing bad was going to happen? Thencan we all live happily ever after? When will I finally be able to see you Krad?

Shaking his head, he blinked back the tears that were beginning to well up in his eyes, he sniffled and shook his head again. He silently laughed to himself, if he was this close to crying then how was Krad doing? Dark gave a shaky sigh, he could imagine himself back in the Hikari household holding the blonde smiling, telling him words of reassurance.

"It's okay Krad…you don't have to worry anymore." Tears would fall from golden eyes and he'd be there to wipe them away, "Don't cry…I'm back."

Back…how he longed to speak those very words I'm back. "Dark…"

He snapped out of his little trance and looked over at his friend, "Yea?"

"Come on, we have to go…"

The violet haired boy nodded and left the tent, leaving the letter and the letter he had begun to write on the bed. He looked up at the darkened sky, "Just wait for me Krad…I'll come back…"

The unfinished letter laid deserted on the bed, it had but a single line.

I love you…

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The blonde sat at the dining table with the younger two, deep in thought, "Krad?"

"Yes?" He asked looking up from his meal which was untouched.

"You really should eat."

Krad nodded and smiled, "I will."

"I hate seeing you this worried." Satoshi nodded in agreement.

"I'll be fine." His mind continued lingering over the tone that the letter had been written in, misery and helplessness. He wanted to go and hug the soldier but couldn't. He twirled his fork in his food once more.

"I heard that one of the generals for Sengoku is looking for a lover. He's been going around to towns searching for the perfect person."

"I hope he gets shot…" Krad mumbled.

"Daisuke-kun…" Came the maid from the kitchen, "I believe your bread is ready."

The redhead perked up, "Oh yea! I was baking bread!" He excused himself and ran into the kitchen.

The blonde looked over to the remaining boy, "Is it edible this time?"

"I think so."

Krad let out a weak laugh, "That's good to know." Then he remembered how Dark had been forbidden to cook anything ever since he nearly set the place on fire, his lack of skills had passed onto the redhead though it wasn't as severe. Daisuke had yet to set things on fire…yet.

Daisuke headed back in with a big smile on his face and a loaf of bread in his hands, "I did it! I actually made something!"

The elderly woman smiled as the petted his head before heading back to the kitchen, "Congratulations Daisuke-kun."

"Arigatou Izumi-san!" The redhead beamed.

After finishing the loaf Krad smiled, "Congrats Daisuke, you finally did it, you made something edible."

Daisuke smiled, "I wish…" he stopped in the middle of his sentence.

"You wish what?"

"I wish…I wish I had added more sugar…"

"Sou…ka?" The blonde spoke quietly, it wasn't hard to figure out what the boy was about to say, he shook his head and smiled, "It's getting late, let's clean this up."

The other two nodded and began to help clear the table.

I wish Dark was here to share this with us…

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The troops moved under the night sky in silence, slowly advancing on the opposing troop, then their new commander gave the go signal and they rushed into battle. Cries were immediately heard.

"Surprise attack! Men! Arm yourselves!"

Dark narrowed his eyes as he aimed and took a shot, he had already lost sight of everyone he knew. There were soldiers spread out on the battle field, a lot of them sprawled out on the ground in blood soaked dirt. He loaded his gun with a frown on his face as he shot another soldier down.

His eyes wandered around as he loaded it again, within two seconds he had already counted over eight of his own comrades on the floor, he backed up a bit and fired. Suddenly, a hand grabbed at his leg, he looked down in surprise, the soldier holding onto his legs had tears in his eyes as he slowly bled to dead. "Water…" he wheezed.

The violet haired boy nodded and undid his water canister and helped the man take a drink, eyes wandering about incase there were others about. The hand that had been holding onto the flask went limp as the head tilted to the side, water leaking out of his mouth.

Dark closed his eyes and looked away, taking another shot, all around him he could hear cries of help from both allies and enemies, several people had grabbed at his leg as he continued backing up, cries for their lovers, their mothers were heard.

"Mother…help me…"

"Darling…I don't want to die…"

"Oh god…I just wanted to go home…please…"

He could feel nausea build up inside him as he saw a boy about his age laying on the ground, eyes staring at the cloud-covered moon blankly. The battle was ending as more cries were heard, people begging not to die, begging him to save them as he proceeded. He frowned and tried his best to ignore the pleas, it pained him to see tears flooding all the eyes of the soon to be dead soldiers.

"Help me…I don't want to die…"

"Water…I'm so thirsty…"

Dark lifted his gun up shakily, the cries were getting to him, he could feel the urge to cry, he was scared. He took yet another shot but missed when a hand reached out and grabbed him, he looked down in shock.

"Sir…help me please…I don't want to die…"

It was a boy around Daisuke's age, he stared in horror as the boy died in front of his eyes, why would they send boys off to war? He suddenly saw the redhead in the boy's place, eyes closed, blood pouring out of the holes that had been created in his body when he was shot several times. Why was this happening? That boy…he probably had friends and family at home waiting for his return, the boy had a future to live out.

Dread clenched his heart, the fear was overwhelming as the soldiers around him continued shooting, he stared at the dead bodies on the ground, he didn't want to die. He wanted to live and go home. "Dark!"

He snapped out of it and looked over at his friend who had his gun raised and was firing away. Dark shook his head and raised his gun to fire again, there were only a couple soldiers left on the opposing side.

Once it was over he'd be able to forget everything, everything that had happened that night would be nothing more than a nightmare. But how could he ever forget it? The hands clawing at his legs begging for mercy from death.

"Soldiers! Bayonets out!"

He twisted the knife onto his gun head and waited for the signal.

"Charge!"

The rest of the troops ran towards the opposing team, running over the corpses of soldiers. Dark could feel the blade drive through the person in front of him's stomach. Tears were pricking his eyes as he twisted and pulled his weapon back out letting the soldier in front of him fall limply onto the ground.

After awhile, in the mass of chaos as the teams went against each other head on, a gun butt slammed into the back of his head. The violet haired boy let out a surprised gasp as he fell onto the ground, losing his consciousness almost immediately.

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When the battle ended, the new captain took role call of the few soldiers they had left, when Dark Mousy had not answered, they didn't hesitate to send a letter to the Hikari household informing them of the death of Dark Mousy.

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Nya

Dum dum dum! No omake, sorry :S This is all just going to go into nothing but more trouble huh?Wowers...I'msleepy-ish XP I don't wanna go to school tomorrow! ummm yea...enjoy! I lobe snow X3