I Did it For Us and You

FeatherCrowLeaf

Usually I don't do common, common pairings or I don't want to but this was requested and I have a sweet, aborable idea for it. How many fics do you think I should do? Maybe 10-ish. Maybe even ten is a lot. You reviewers just have to give me ideas and I'll keep going. Thanks so mcuh for all the reviews, by the way! Should I do SquirrelStormBrook or AshSquirrelBramble? Any pairing is fine by me if you think of a good one.

Anyway, ever think what could have happened when Crowfeather was saying Feathertail's name before he saved Leafpool? Was he remembering something? Find out! This is what I think... Because he couldn't have been imagining her jumping, right? She was falling... I dunno, this is what I thought though, so enjoy if you must.

Crowfeather was crouched outside the cave, his head bowed over Feathertail's grave. The agony, the pain... it would never end. He had loved her so much and it had been so true. When he was with her, he felt as if his heart had been flipping in circles, swimming like fast minnows in a pond. But nothing like that was happening now. All he could feel was coldness.

Sure, Stormfur should be feeling his pain. He was Feathertail's brother for StarClan's sake. But he had Brook to comfort him, Brook to get him through this. And Crowfeather didn't have anyone. He was left alone in this world, forgotten, heartbroken.

Finally, when the stars were shining, Crowfeather laid down beside Feathertail's grave, resting his head on the soft-turned soil.

"Crowfeather?" whispered a soft voice. Crowfeather lifted his head as soon as he heard it. Feathertail! That was the first thing that came to his mind.

"Feathertail!" yowled Crowfeather, his paws racing foward to meet the she-cat he loved. How was it possible? He didn't know. But he was going to see her again.

Then the something flashed before him and Feathertail was wailing, clutching the edge of a stone wall. Two cats were racing for her, unbalancing her as they fell to their death.

"Help me, Crowfeather!" Feathertail screamed. She was clutching the rain-stricken rock with all her might. Crowfeather stood in shock. Where were they? Feathertail? He snapped back into the present and he lunged forward; it was too late. Feathertail lost her gripping and went flailing down to meet her doom.

"Feathertail, nooooo!" Crowfeather cried. He peered down the edge of the cliff, saw nothingness, and then began to fall too.

"Crowfeather, are you ok?" whispered a voice above him. Crowfeather blinked, his fur ruffled and hot. He looked up to see a stormy gray tom and a brown-gray she-cat above him. He scrambled up to his paws.

"Feathertail!" he gasped, thrashing his tail wildly. "She was going to fall! She did fall! Off a rock, I tried to save her, I'm sorry, but-" Then Crowfeather was hit with the true reason when he saw the sorrowful looks on the cats' faces before him.

"Crowfeather," mewed Brook in her deep voice. "I am very sorry about Feathertail. But I think you were dreaming. Feathertail has already... already..."

"Moved on," mumbled Crowfeather. He pawed some dirt. "I know, I'm being stupid. I miss her too much."

Stormfur shook his head sadly and whispered, "Crowfeather, you can never miss a cat too much. Sometimes not enough. I'm sorry." Stormfur met Crowfeather's startled gaze evenly and mournfully. They stood for a long time. Finally, Crowfeather got to his paws and looked up at the stars.

"May Feathertail be with us tonight," prayed Brook quietly while she mourned with the beautiful she-cat's brother and the beautiful she-cat love.

Moons Later

"Leafpool, I have you now... there is no need to worry," whispered Crowfeather as he curled up with the cat he loved. They had run away from their clans now and were alone far from the WindClan moors.

"I know, Crowfeather," murmured Leafpool in return. "At first I was sorry... sorry for making you choose me and leave Feathertail. But Feathertail accepted me. She wanted you happy. And so do I. You know that, right?" Crowfeather purred and she closed her eyes. "Maybe it was right for us to run away. Maybe it was meant to be like this."

"It was," Crowfeather breathed gently. The watched the stars in silence.

A Few Moons After

Crowfeather watched Leafpool silently from his place at the Gathering. He sighed, his eyes dulled. Now that it didn't work out with her, he didn't know what to do. He was lost.

At least Leafpool didn't die because of you or for you, whispered a voice in Crowfeather's head. It was a few short moons since they had returned to their proper clans and all was well for Leafpool. Not Crowfeather. WindClan ignored him, hated him it seemed.

"Somehow I knew that the only way for me to find love would be to disobey StarClan and be a stupid mousebrained, love-stuck tom," muttered Crowfeather under his breath. It was all over, him and Leafpool just like it had been over with him and Feathertail.

"... ThunderClan is glad to announce Squirrelflight has moved to the nursery, expecting kits in a few moons..." Crowfeather's ears pricked but his heart felt heavy. Squirrelflight reminded him of Leafpool.

"... and thanks to Willowpaw, ThunderClan nows has a nice supply of goldenrod for Leafpool..." Crowfeather flinched. Was everything relating to Leafpool? Was Firestar trying to torture him?

"... we are also grateful that Sorreltail and her kits are well on their way to a healthy life..." Crowfeather;s insides wailed. Sorreltail was connected to Cinderpelt's death and Cinderpelt's death was connected to why Leafpool had to stay in ThunderClan. The pain! Crowfeather tore at the ground with his claws.

"... when Barkface traveled to Moonpool with Leafpool, Mothwing, and Willowpaw..." That was it. They were torturing him, he knew it.

Thinking fast, the dark gray tom flew out of the clearing and into a clump of brambles. He was shivering now. Leafpool was in his mind, flooding it.

"Crowfeather... everything will be ok." There was a new voice from the bushes outside of where Crowfeather was hiding.

And slowly, out of pain, Crowfeather look out to that voice.

Ohh, I don't know if that voice is Nightcloud's or not. I still can't decide if Crowfeather really loves her or not. If it was my choice, Crowfeather is only using her to be accepted into WindClan. Anyways, it could be Leafpool but it seems unlikely in the story. Poor Crowy! Are you mad that I tortured him with the Leafpoolness? I thought it was funny. Ok, suggestions, suggestions! I need them. Thanks once again to the reviewers! Stormfur's Sweetie