This little one-shot theme story has come to an end. For now I have decided to write an ongoing story for Miranda. I have created a lot of ideas so don't fret I'll be able to finish it. To Goddess of Victory here is the MirandaXKanda fic. (There will be a little prologue of the story at the end of this one-shot. But please take this in mind I have a tight schedule so don't get upset if I don't post anything for like a month; On the other hand I shouldn't be doing that. So in other words I'll try posting a chapter every month.
Anyways I'm done. A challenge that I hope pleases Goddess of Victory.
Warning: If you hate sad endings do not read.
The day was beautiful just like him she mused. She glanced to the moody man on her right and smiled. Nothing could be better than this. Even if he didn't know it, she was really glad to have gotten a mission with him.
Little did she know he was feeling the same thing. For months they had remained in one another's company. Even if Kanda was moody it didn't bother her at all. In fact it was one of the reason she liked him.
He wasn't afraid of generally anything. He was everything she wanted to be. Except for the cold demeanor he wasn't that bad.
He was just like us. He smiled once. She liked it and she was glad that she was the one who made him smile. There was a price to pay though. She knew that too.
That's what started these strange and foreign feelings. He kissed her on the forehead it was so fast that for awhile Miranda thought that it was a figment of her imagination.
He kept steady though staring her down with determination. That's what convinced her that he did. The words he spoke after confirmed it.
"Stay alive." Then he left. His words rang deep in her head though and she did, through it all. The blood, the carnage, the pain of losing people; she lived through it all.
At the time he was by her side fighting with her. After their conversation of life and dreams he didn't mock her abilities or criticize her when she was in battle.
This did not go unnoticed by the others. Soon they started to worry because after a gruesome fight with a level 4 and all were safe the oddest thing happened. Yu Kanda had praised Miranda.
Though it was a small "Good job" they knew. Kanda and Miranda were in a somewhat weird way "together."
Kanda notice her slow her pace. He cast a look over his shoulder to see her reminiscing.
He turned to her form snatched her hand away from her side and started to walk at a fast pace.
She looked at him puzzled. To which he responded "You walk too slow." His eyes looked away from hers to focus on the path ahead.
He was worried she could feel it. Something bad was coming. She felt it too.
Her grip tightened on his hand. He squeezed back to reassure.
He started to feel the fatigue. Miranda wasn't holding up to good either. She shielded him when she could but Kanda jumping around at high speed with a level 3 it was near to impossible for her to see them let alone create a barrier around him.
They continued fighting. The level 3 was able to manipulate body heat when in a certain radius near the monsters body.
This meant every time Kanda came into contact he had to hit and run. He didn't like this type of fighting. There was a feeling of foreboding. It crept through his body making the hair on the back of his neck stand
"Tch." He rammed his Mugen in to the Akuma's throat from behind. Kanda pulled his sword up above his head slicing the Akuma's head off. It was over he turned facing Miranda. He held his sword to his side. He watched her face turn from a worry frown to a smile. He smiled back.
His smile faded and was replaced with a look of grim and horror.
"Too slow. NOW DIE YOU BITCH!" the Akuma shouted stabbing its claw like weapons through Miranda's stomach.
Her face contorted in pain and her mouth opened as if to scream. Red was all Kanda could see. It happened so slow.
Miranda fell to the ground; Kanda charged the level 2 Akuma.
He held her close to him. The corpse of the mangled level 2 spread over the bloody path. The trees whispered in the wind watching the two lovers.
"Miranda…" his voice was desperate. He laid her down on the ground. He held her hand and held up the top of her body.
"Ka- Kanda." She choked out. Blood drizzled down the corners of her mouth even then her smile was beautiful.
"St…ay alive." Her eyes closed but her smile remained.
Prologue:
"Kanda!" the small child cried. She tried fighting off the grip of the caretaker of the orphanage Malcolm C. Rouvelier.
Rouvelier held tight to Miranda's arm. He refused to let the two go.
She fought viguoursly Kanda was all she had left. She turned her face around and bit down hard.
"Argh! You little brat." Rouvelier's picked the small Miranda up. He held her she kicked her legs out in the air.
"Kanda!" she cried desperately. the gates were closing. There was nothing she could do. She was too small, too weak.
"Miranda! I'll find you I promise." Kanda shouted struggling against the young couple that had adopted him.
"I promise."