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Chapter 8
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When that Allen Walker mouthed those words to me, I was not sure what to feel.
Let me die, he said.
I should be happy, seeing that he was going to die. But I can't.
Those dull silver eyes, what were they seeing from me?
"... Allen Walker, you do know even if you self destruct, you can't fix a thing, right?"
He smiled back, his silver eyes stared back at me silently.
I knew that look. For I was once like that as well.
Back when I lost him.
Back when I went mad.
Was I... doing the right thing, after all? I wanted Allen Walker dead, I still want to. Yet now that I stare at his face, I felt pity.
He was still so young.
Sure he could not fix everything, but at least he could pay back for his mistake by other methods.
Well, that and there's another reason —
We both fell in love with a leaf tribe.
I failed to protect my love, my mistake was that I was too careless. If I was careful enough, would I have live happily with him now?
I wanted to know.
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"Well, good luck, you two."
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If you somehow manage to stay alive after this, show me a miracle.
A miracle where flowers can love a leaf tribe without paying any price.
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Neah D Campbell
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He held onto the red-haired leaf tribe in his hands, closing his eyes to focus more on pushing those agonizing feeling in him down.
It hurts.
It hurts so much.
He could remember the faces of his leaf tribes as they witnessed his "death" back in the past, back when he was freshly plucked off the tree branch. He could see it all, disbelieved, despair — everything leaf tribes should not have felt. He knew what they were thinking about. He knew that they were feeling betrayed.
He failed them.
He failed Yuu.
He tried to go back to his leaf tribes, to his Yuu. The humans see through his actions and crushed him into powder when he was unprepared. Even so, he was reaching out to them during his last moment. He was unsure if his leaf tribes could see him anymore in that state, he just wished that his now powdered-form body could somehow go back to them and stayed by their side.
Let me go back to him!
He could feel the wind finally responding to his commands. Relieved washed through him, he could sense the light of hope shone on him. Yet, a cold feeling washed through his now powdered body, turning him into a liquid-type substance. At this rate I can't go back using the wind! He struggled and struggled but it was all in vain. Swallowed by something, he lost conscious. When he woke up, he remembered nothing about his real identity being a flower.
No.
He could see some images of his past. He lied to himself. The truth was…
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He did not try to remember his leaf tribes.
He tried to escape from reality.
He felt the painful heart squished feeling one day, he almost lost his mind then. It was so unbearable, so painful to the point he started yelling in the cage. He thought he would die that day. Suddenly, he felt something holding him back from visiting the mad land.
Someone was saved, he could feel it. He was confused back then, but now he understood that feel. One of his leaf tribes was alive, saved by someone back then. Perhaps that was what pulling his mind back to normal. After all, flowers exist only for its leaf tribes. As long as its leaf tribes is still alive, no matter how badly wounded the flower is, it will protect them at all cost.
"So how is it going, white flower?"
He could sense a male stood before him and Lavi, smirking at him with that evil glint in his golden eyes. A flower... huh? The male before him walked gracefully towards him, kneading down to touch Lavi then.
"You did a good job trying to save this little leaf tribe here."
The painful feeling was still strongly attacking Allen from the inside, so Allen could only stared back at the flower before him with unfocused eyes.
"You did a really good job." The flower examined Lavi for a while and commented. Slowly, his smirk turned into a mocking smile.
"So good indeed, why did you leave your leaf tribes back then?"
I was forced to!
"I...!"
"You knew you can't save them?"
"No! I could but I—"
"You chose not to? Because you knew they can't accept you and that leaf tribe together?"
Allen could hardly understand the flower before him. He could sense the mocking intent towards him, but the flower was wearing such painful expression on his face.
"Hm? Allen Walker, is that it? You let them die off just to be with the one you love?"
He doesn't understand.
Why was this flower smiling and crying at the same time? The mocking smile on his face no longer looked mocking; instead it turned into a painful smile. Can a smile appear to be so hurt?
"You selfish white flower. It was all because of you."
The flower raised Allen up by his neck, chocking him in the process.
"It was all your fault my leaf tribes have to die."
The sudden cut of oxygen supply worsen Allen's weaken condition, his hands reaching to the flower, hoping to get the other flower off his neck.
"It was you that make me a fallen one."
The increasing pressure on his neck, the painful rejection of his mental state that grew stronger in time inside of him, it was too much for his body to handle. It was only a matter of time before he lose control.
Kanda... Where are you?
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The butterfly flew before them, trying to lead them somewhere. Leenalee were too cautious of it, but Kanda knew it well. That butterfly contains the same magic flow as Allen.
It was the lead Allen sent to them.
"Follow it."
Albeit still hesitating, Leenalee followed after Kanda who chased after the butterfly. Kanda was still in breathless mode, but it appeared to be better as the butterfly found them. The closer they are to Allen's location, she could see that Kanda's state improved a lot. Allen was healing Kanda? But how? He was not beside Kanda at all.
Kanda sprinted as fast as he could. The wind's whispers warned other living things to not get close to that area, but he ignored it. The harsh whispered had managed to slow him down for several times. Yet, he never did stop his steps. Looking ahead at the target, he moved his legs faster.
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Kanda... Where are you?
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And even faster.
From that voice, Kanda could tell that Allen was slowly reaching his limit. He must get there in time. He must.
As long as its leaf tribes is still alive, no matter how badly wounded the flower is, it will protect them at all cost. However what happened to a flower that failed to protect his leaf tribes from the beginning?
He pushed the negative thoughts away, increasing his pace as he did so.
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"Fucking get away from him!"
Neah glanced at the two leaf tribes, his grip tighten even more as he observed the raven-haired leaf tribe's amusing reaction.
"Neah... did you do these?" Staring at the bloodshed around the two flowers, Leenalee could not help but to shiver at the sight. So this is a flower's power.
"Not me. This white flower did it."
"With what I'm seeing now, it seems like you are the one who did it, not Allen."
"Backing up for your flower, Kanda?" Kanda felt the urge to wipe that smile away from Neah's face.
"Get away from him, Neah."
"Or what? You're going to attack me, a former flower?"
Leenalee held Kanda back, shaking her head to Kanda. He knew what she was doing. She was too scared to go against a flower, be it a former one or not.
"3 seconds, Neah. Get away."
"Kanda!"
Neah stared at the two leaf tribe, his grip on the white flower's neck not once relaxing. He's a little too quiet, this white flower... Stealing a glance at the flower in his hand, he must admit that he was surprised to see Allen stared back at him such dull eyes. His surprise doubled when the white flower mouthed something to him. Before Neah could react, Allen had pushed him away and released a large amount of magic around them.
"... Allen Walker, you do know even if you self destruct, you can't fix a thing, right?"
Allen simply smiled back in response.
"... I see."
Neah took a step back and started to walk away from the place. He saw Kanda and Leenalee rushing to Allen's side, trying to stop Allen.
"Well, good luck, you two."
Those two would not make it in time.
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"Let me die."
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TBC
A/N : Oh, before I forgot, Happy New Year! 2015 is here at last~! The diary part for this chapter actually happen after this chapter.
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