Invincible

One thing that Fate has always known; there are no absolutes. Just as you can't say 'never' you can't say 'always', such as a person shows you a warm smile one day and other, looks of the deepest contempt.

In the same way, she is convinced that there are no impossible, just very difficult things. So she has always believed that she can do anything, she must do anything... so that her mother could smile again, she should be able to fulfill her expectations, be invincible.

But... she was not. And although losing at that time meant find herself and find people who loved her and gave her happiness, sometimes she keep forgetting that she is not indestructible or doesn't give the proper value to take herself to the limit and risk her life, as their loved ones said, carelessly. That earned her more than one visit to the hospital after a complicated mission, several others nearly costing her life...

And each time she ends bedridden, her beloved girlfriend always says the same: "I told you you're not invincible, Fate-chan" with a curious expression mixed between scolding, worry and resignation.

"What are you laughing at?" said a nasal voice, bringing her back to reality.

Fate approached the bed where a sick Nanoha rested, with red nose, watery eyes and a mountain of used tissues on the nightstand. She sat beside her and the auburn haired immediately snuggled to her, resting her head on her chest for Fate stroke her hair.

"You're not invincible either, Nanoha" she declared with a slight smile. Nanoha pouted.

"Mouu~ you should be pampering me" she whined.

"I'm doing it" the blonde defended herself raising an eyebrow.

"Not enough..." Nanoha said mournfully with puppy eyes.

The blonde smiled and pulled her closer, kissing her forehead tenderly.

"You're not kissing in the right place if you want to make me feel better, Fate-chan." She sat up slightly to look at her with an expression between whimsical and mischievous.

"If I do that I'll get sick too, and then who would take care of you and Vivio?"

"By then I would be better and would take care of you."

"And it would become a vicious cycle" was the sharp answer. She got up. "So no, the answer is no. Get well first."

Nanoha tried to refute, but Fate's hand on her cheek stopped her and she got lost in the gentle touch of another loving kiss on the forehead.

"Meanie!" she protested when the blonde was reaching the door.

"Orange juice or melon?" Fate asked with a smile before leaving.

"...Orange" Nanoha answered with another pout. Fate walked away giggling softly.

The auburn woman snorted dropping herself into the pillows. She put a hand to her forehead and smiled foolishly; Fate's kisses always conveyed infinite affection.

There is something that the two are sure at least: the only thing that was really invincible was the love they shared.

A/N: Days have been very productive, I expect tomorrow to be the same with another little trip, when I can spend a couple of hours straight in my house I will translate. This is a short one but the next is more comical and is like half done. It will be ready by Friday-saturday.

Thanks for read and to Fairy-Wren and Haku for their comments ;)