Grace of Heaven

By: Locke and Demosthynes

Disclaimer: Don't own.

Demo: Wow Ly is cranking out stories and stuff a lot lately. Everything is really hectic for her..aww..poor Lyasa. Makes me almost help her. Almost. That sounds mean but I cook yummy stuff for her brain to work!

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Chapter 2: The Way We Were

Like most brothers Milliardo Peacecraft or Zechs Marquise depending on who you were, loved his little sister. Like most brother's he wanted to protect her, keep her safe from physical and emotion harm and watch her grow up. Unfortunately he missed most of her childhood and protecting her from a distance was never the same as being there. He had missed her first kiss or when she first started high school and a countless occasions that he wished more than anything he could have been there. The fact that he was never there that made him doubt if he really knew his sister.

Like most brother's he was proud of his little sister. He was proud about how strong she was, how beautiful she grew up to be and just the fact that she was his sister. And that counted more than anything she could have done. He didn't deserve her, he knew. She loved him unconditionally.  She loved him, welcomed him after never being there, after he abandoned her. He always knew she was kind hearted. Gave her love to whoever accepted or wanted it, she was an angel who loved and forgave everyone and everything. It was that fact that made him worry. People, whether they knew it or not hurt her everyday, made her feel guilty, made her feel like she wasn't good enough, like she wasn't worth it. Through everything she smiled. Every assignation attempt, every meeting and every little thing that she went through, she smiled.

So, it was this and more that made him wonder as he often did if what he did was right. In the darkest of night's and lightest of days he pondered about her and his decisions about her life. He wondered if she would be okay, if she would die and a thousands "what if's" ran through his mind every single time. She was the only family he had left and he didn't want to lose her. Not again. Thoughts and fears ran through his mind this time however, a thought that he never voiced before came to him. His voice cracked as he asked the empty silence around him a question that haunted him.

What if she didn't want to be saved?

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Ly: I'm so tireddddddddddddd…my tummy hurt's too

Rih: Hey, you wanted to cook this time remember?

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