A/N: I'm so sorry for such the long wait! I had a huge writers block!! But the thing is, it's here now so that's all that matters. And sorry if it's sucky, I'm still a little uncertian with the last two chapters.
Mimi's POV
As I raced down the field, so many thoughts ran through my mind, making me feel dizzy. I didn't want to admit it, but I was scared out of my mind. What if we lost the war, what if Vince died, what if died before I could even touch Yamato? What if I died by Yamato's hands- well then that would prove that he really didn't love me anymore. A lot of "What if's" that I really shouldn't be having! I should be thinking positive things, like winning the war, Vince coming out alive, I myself coming out alive- but if I happened to live through all this, and then that would only mean that Yamato wouldn't be coming out alive.
Oh yeah, that is real positive.
But wait, it's not like I still love him, just made some bad judgments that's all. I honestly thought that there was more to a person, more to him… that maybe love was enough to stop all of this from happening- proved me wrong- And to think he was the one who sent that order to kill my father.
Yamato you're only making it easier.
Seeing his face only a little distance away, was a little surprising. His face looked angry and may even a little pained. I don't know, but he looked different. Focusing my attention on one person, releasing all of my fears and concerns. It was a little more reassuring that I had hundreds of comrades on my side supporting me.
Yamato and I, only a small distance from making contact. I don't know why but I suddenly panicked, I veered my horse off to the left away from Yamato and charged into his army taking out anyone who dared to stop me. Just before I changed directions, I noticed the confused stare on his face by my actions. Honestly, I was a little confused too.
Making it out of the ocean of men, I came out into a wide clearing with a few trees and boulders here and there. I looked behind myself to see I had ventured off pretty far from the ongoing battle, turning around I got of my horse. Thinking of what to do I inhaled deeply trying to get my thoughts straight. What would I do when he got here? Should I make the first move, what should I say- should I say anything at all?
Hearing someone jump off their horse, without turning around I already knew who it was. "So nice of you to finally show up."
"I didn't take you for someone who'd run away." I heard him say. Facing him I gave him a fake smile and slowly walked up to him, only about two feet away from our bodies touching.
"I didn't take you for a liar." I said with a coy smile.
"Oh, good, the feeble banter portion of the fight, why don't we just cut to the chase-"
Before I let him finish his boring sentence I made the first move, to which unfortunately he easily blocked.
"That's cheating!" he yelled.
"Call it what you want."
Yamato's POV
Pulling back my sword I watched her cautiously walk away from me. Thinking up my next move, I just realized she had charged at me once again. I swiftly blocked her attack, and forced her to bring her own sword down. Pulling her sword back, we went after each other; both blocking each others attacks. She was very agile and accurate in her movements; I'll give her that much, she almost was almost hard to overpower, Almost.
She was so determined and stubborn. That's one of the many qualities that attracted me to her. She could be so strong at one moment, then fragile at the next. I've seen her cry on more than one occasion, and to think it was I who caused her pain in the first place. She thinks I sent the order to kill her father, but I didn't, my father never did act fair. I guess I knew all along the king was her father, that she was royalty. I just refused to believe it. It all sunk in on the day she had her break down. Oh god how I wish it wasn't true, if she was just a mere peasant it would have been a lot easier, I curse myself for falling in love with the enemy. But I already said I knew, I should have seen this coming, I should have been prepared for that news of her status. But the realization was still shocking nonetheless.
What can I say? Our paths have been chosen since birth, we were suppose to fight and learn to despise each other to the fullest, and one of us was to come out on top, (most likely me). We weren't supposed to do the exact opposite. But here we are now, doing what our parents would want, fighting till one of us has fallen.
As I look into her eyes, blocking yet another feeble attack, her eyes…that looked so determined and angry just moments ago, now looked dull- lifeless almost. I bet she was thinking of her father or me even. She looked almost defeated already, though I know she couldn't possibly be tired, mentally defeated probably; and it was all because of me.
For the short time I spent with her I was always surrounded with her ambitious, fiery personality, and once in a while letting her wall down to show her sweet and caring side. I could usually see that flame in her eyes whenever she looked at me, I never thought that flame would die; I especially never thought I'd be the one to put it out. It nearly killed me to see her face when I told her I didn't love her anymore, the thing is, I still do.
She has no idea how hard this is on me. I honestly don't want to fight her; I never wanted to hurt her. But what kind of king would I be if I turned my back on my entire kingdom. This whole battle could have been avoided if I just confronted my father. Mimi told me she wanted unity… unity? That would require a marriage ceremony between the two heirs, namely Mimi and myself. I believe I love her enough to marry her, but that chance is pretty much shot to hell now. I blew it, I know I did. I was too much of a coward to take a stand against my father. He wouldn't approve of it anyway; he doesn't believe Altearia is worth unity. He always thought he was the best and probably always will. I'm nothing but a coward
"Do you give up yet?" I asked, letting up at bit, after seeing her panting and struggling to catch her breath.
"Never!" she hissed, taking another swipe.
"I can see you're tired."
"Oh shut up!"
"Just give it up already. You're fighting a losing battle."
I let my guard down for just a second- wrong idea- and the next thing I know is I have a pretty deep gash in my left shoulder.
Looking at my shoulder then back to her I saw some unreadable sign flash in her eyes, but it was gone as soon as it started.
"So who's losing now?"
"Please. It's just a minor setback, nothing I can't handle." I smirked. "What do you say we end this now?"
"With pleasure."
Our swords clanking everything they met. I admit. She's good; she managed to nick me a few times in the arms and side, if only she knew I was holding back. But this holding back nonsense needs to stop right? We can't keep going on like this. One of us needs to go down. Maybe if I just let her… No!
Swords meeting once more, we kept them there, glaring each other down. With one swift move on my part, her sword now laid a few yards away from her. Leaving her completely vulnerable. I smiled in triumphant at her stunned face.
Never underestimate your opponent. She should know that.
"Well, well, well. What do we have here? I guess—"
Never underestimate your opponent. I should know that.
Loosing all the breath I had as a hard force came at my chest knocking me backwards then the next thing I know is I have this burning sensation in my hand from the force of her second kick. Now my sword lay several yards away.
Not bothering to cover up the evident shock on my face she stood there smirking. Hearing shouts and screams near by I figured either we somehow made our way back to the war or they were pushed towards us. All I knew was that wasn't good, we had to finish this now.
Seeing her eye her sword I watched her make a dash for it, not missing a beat, I shot up and darted after her tackling her to the ground. She cried out in alarm and struggled with me but I came out on top; I sat on her stomach pinning her down.
Feeling something slither down my boot, I realized that she must have grabbed my knife that I kept hidden- how the hell she found that, I'll never know. Thinking fast I grabbed reached for my other boot and pulled out another hidden knife, her knife met with my chest, ironically my heat, while mine met with her throat.
But yet, none of us actually finished the other off, our blades ready to if one made the wrong move though. Mimi leaned her head back a little. I could tell she was uneasy with the knife pressing on her throat, but who wouldn't? I was too uneasy with the position I was in; It didn't feel to good having the blade poking at my chest, I could feel it drawing blood, but hey, she's not making any real movements that she wants me dead, as you can tell we're both in a very uncompromising position.
Her voice cracks a bit when she speaks to me: "So this is it?"
I frown I don't know what to say.
I look to the east to find that our armies weren't that far off from us. When I look back I'm speechless.
Tears leaked out of the corners of her eyes.
"Mimi…"
"Do it!" she sobbed.
"Do what?" I managed.
"Just kill me now! I have nothing left to live for! I don't want to live with this pain anymore! I want to die! Kill me! You've already killed my family so why not me?!" she cried.
"I…"
"Do it!" she repeated.
I closed my eyes in defeat. I could feel my eyes burning with tears. Why did this have to be so hard? Why did I have to be so weak? Why did I want to cry so badly? It's been years since the last time I cried! So why now of all times! Why did I have to be so weak! I asked myself again.
I suppress my own sob that wanted to break free so badly, leaning away from her blade I bring mine away from her throat as well.
"I can't."
I stood up looking down at her: "Do it!" she screamed at me.
"I can't!" I yelled back walking away.
I feel myself being tugged by the shoulder forcing me to face her.
"Why won't you kill me when I offer you to do so? Is it because it wouldn't be as pleasurable for you to watch me die unless I beg you for my life," she scoffed, breathing deep and short breaths. "Well now I'm begging you to take my life! I no longer want to feel this pain of loss and loneliness. I want to escape it!"
Mimi pressed her lips together in frustration, and then slapped my face.
Damn. Another famous Mimi slap directed at me. I looked at the ground fully deserving that one.
She pushed me backwards in the chest, "Why won't you do it?" she shouted pushing me once more. "Why, why, why, why?!" she sobbed as he hit me with her small fists, her tears coming down like a waterfall never to dry up.
I couldn't take it any longer, I couldn't stand having her beat herself up over something that was my fault and I couldn't leave her hanging in the air with no apparent explanation, she needs to know the truth now, even if I end up dying for it later. I grabbed her forearms, and shook her, "Because I still love you!" I screamed back looking into her glossy eyes.
She gasped at little staring at me uncertainly, breathing out a small…
"What…?"