Chapter 8.5: The Light
He was entranced by her blond hair. Sure, she seemed like the typical damsel-in-distress type at first, he realized she was much more than that. She was strong, powerful and her eyes held a fiery gaze.
He has seen fire before, no doubt about that, he was a fire dragon slayer. However, he has never seen such a bright and imminent presence, with such glow in his existence before.
Oh, and something brighter? Her blond, glowing hair. Under, the sunlight it sparkled like the stars in the sky. Well, she was a celestial spirit mage. Every strand on her pretty little head could lit up the whole of Magnolia, no, the whole of his universe.
Her smile was practically profound. In a world where there were mages and magic, it would be pretty impossible for something not to exist. But there was. And that was the warmth that that smile gave him each time he witnessed it. It had and always will be there. Even till the depths of time. Even if she was to fall. To break.
What else was there for him? Her eyes. Her eyes were pools of chocolate brown, the whirlpool of reassuring brown never ceased to end in her eyes and he would always be captured by those orbs. It never seemed to end. The way her eyes glowed, the way her eyes sparkled, shined.
Her curves were simply…amazing. It was an understatement to say that she had a nice figure just like saying that Erza was just a girl. Her curvaceous body could never not attract attention. It oozed pure sexiness and he loved every inch of it. Not like he was a pervert, but it was just because she loved it. She loved believing in the power of her own sex appeal, and he loved believing in her. Well, he also loved staring at her when that glint in her eye showed endless inspiration.
With how perfect she was, she would also be on the hunt for a partner to spend her life with. Even though she knew the one she craved for was her best friend, right beside her in any situation, she thought he wouldn't return her unrequited feelings back.
So, she searched and searched. And flirted with any guy that ever caught her attention. Or showed any interest in her.
This made him…infuriated. The burning sensation that he knew so well emerged, but in another form, a form filled with…envy? He could not describe it well, but every time she even looked at another male, his blood would boil, his veins would bulge and it took all of his will to try not to explode right there and then.
The more the two refused to admit to each other, the stronger the conflict in each of their hearts erupted. The pain refused to go away, each day was in anguish, each day was dull.
They didn't talk to each other the way they did, they stopped eating face to face like they did. And he stopped breaking into her house like he did. They weren't best friends anymore, and they weren't lovers. So, what could they have done?
They didn't take the high road, that's for sure.
Those words that they flung to each other.
The tears that trickled down her cheeks.
The blood that ran down his fist for slamming it against the wall too hard.
The hole that was left in their hearts.
Until, one day, she decided to take a mission. By herself.
And everything turned into a disaster.
Blood spilled. Rain poured. She knew the last ounces of her life was fading away. And that he was not there to save her. No one was.
That was when that reminiscent warmth filled up her world again. He was here. With his goofy pink hair. In contrast, his expression was anything but goofy. It was filled with concern and she was appalled to see him in such a state.
He hugged her limp body closely, and the embrace lasted for an eternity. It wasn't those eternities that you wanted to end. It was those eternities that you wanted it to last an infinity.
It also was when that eternity was sealed with their love for each other. He muttered words to her that he would never have in any normal circumstances.
He leaned in and planted a kiss in her cold yet pink lips.
With that, her face erupted into a smile.
And her last words were," Thank you for being The Light. "
And her entire existence turned gradually into shimmering glitter and flittered away…
And his arms held the air that she once was, a sliver of her scent still lingering, as the salinity poured down his cheeks, him letting out a cry, imitating a roar of a dragon…
Hey, guys! This was such a sad omake like wtf right? I like angsty stuff A LOT so, yeah. Sort of a sadist right now. Hahahaha, sorry for the lil late chapter but at least I updated at an okay speed. ;D
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