The Eleventh

His heart skipped a beat.

Klaus sat on his knees, the brunet held within his arms as blood ran down from the wounds they had received from each other. His gaze moved down to the photographer's eyes. Immediately, the leader had received the hint of what the brunet wanted and lowered his head down for Leo to whisper.

"Please… Don't blame yourself… It was my fault in the first place…" Leo breathed slowly, the taste of blood filling his insides. Pulling what was left of his energy, he lifted his trembling fingers to the man's cheek.

"I-I'm sorry…" Klaus spoke, tears screamed to break free and the photographer could tell that the man was trembling himself.

"… Don't be… You were the one that kept me going… Klaus… Wouldn't it be logical for you to be the one who stops me…?" The young adult gave a small smirk. His hand lost its strength and fell. Swiftly, Klaus caught the small hand in his, tears finally giving out.

"… I don't wish to be the one who stops you. I wish to be the one who you watch over as I watch over you. I wish to be the one who wakes up to your radiant smile every morning. I wish to be the one that you embrace with your light. I wish to be the one who stays beside you to our years end…" Klaus cried, the tears rolling down his cheeks. Small drops fall on the vampire's hand. Silence followed before the faint and quiet chuckle of the brunet had come.

"… That had to be the most selfish thing… I've heard you say… Please… watch over Libra… watch over my friends… watch over Michella…" Leo pleads shedding a few tears himself.

Without hesitation, the Reinherz dipped his head lower, meeting the brunet's lips. Ignoring the taste of blood, he thought of all the moments the two had been together once more.

Leo returns the kiss, sharing the same thoughts of each other once more, along with his entire life. Looking back, his upbringings were not the brightest, nor were his years in educational institutes. But, the year he had spent within Libra, were well cherished. One last tear was shed by the brunet, as everything turned dark.

He felt himself wondering around in the shadows for a while before an overwhelming flash of light had come, driving away the darkness. Looking around, he was back under the cemetery. Where he was tortured by Femt. Instead, it was bright with white light, changing how it had looked initially. Turning his head up towards the stairs, he found something he hadn't seen in a while. It was White. Her hair flowing like usual with a hand outstretched towards him.

The Twelfth

His heart skipped a beat.

Klaus walked slowly as the members of Libra watched him. The man looked like he could've died on the spot. But no, his eyes seemed content on moving to a single destination. The others knew they couldn't have done anything by the time they had arrived.

The last of the Thirteen Kings were the hardest they've ever faced. But the fact was, it was the last. Through the miracles of god, they managed to do it. But the damage received was too much for any one man to survive. It was four-inch hole in the chest for god's sake.

Each step the Reinherz had taken, blood would pour out of his wounds. Even he knew that there was no way of stopping it. The members of Libra watched and followed him, already guessing where he was going.

Another step. A cough of blood came up the leader's throat, but he pressed on.

Another step. His right arm was entirely broken with only the feeling of pain running up it as he moved, but he pressed on.

Another step. Klaus could finally see the place he had wanted to be.

Libra noticed as well. They didn't say anything and continued on, a few metres behind the Reinherz. Their weapons dropped along with Klaus' knuckle buster. The soft sound of padded grass had become almost deafening when he drew near.

Finally, he had stopped. Pulling of his glasses, the tall man kneeled down, placing it on the cement. Looking up to the head stone, he remembered and engraved the words into his heart the first time he had ever read it.

Leonardo Watch

21 April 2005 – 5 October 2027

Here lies Leonardo Watch, a worthy man of pride and honour who had risked his life in countless effort for others. His memory will not be lost nor be forgotten as long as his will lives within us all. His friends and family will remember him greatly. Rest in peace, Leonardo.

'Hello, World.'

Klaus stood back up, making his way around the head stone before sitting down, his back resting lightly on the cement. His breaths were like the brunet's twelve years ago, ragged and quick, but slowly dying. He held his head up towards the clear sky, resting his tired eyes.

"… I'm sorry… to have kept you waiting, Leo… Meine liebe…" He whispered, his body feeling lighter than ever. Finally, his heart gave one last skip.