💠 Until We Meet Again💠

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His eyes widened as he screamed at you to stay awake, but you just smiled at him, your lips moving but he couldn't hear your voice over the loud shriek in his ears.

The funeral was beautiful and sad, many tears where cried and many words spoken, by everyone but Ja'far.

The white haired said nothing, he just sat by a chair next to your coffin, his eyes blank and dull as he stared at the ground for hours.

When people would step closer to him and give him their condolences it was nothing but a shriek in his ears, he heard nothing, it felt as if he was the deceased.

Why did this happen?

The same question hunted his mind,the image of you being held by him playing over and over in his head, the image of you moving your lips but he heard nothing.

A few days had gone by, everyone was back to their work, Sindria was still pulling itself back to before the war but the progress was undeniable.

In a dark room Ja'far lays in his bed, Sinbad sitting in a chair next to it.

"Ja'far, please... I- I need to know..." Begs the king.

In the days that had gone by since your dead Ja'far hadn't moved a single finger, he barely ate and just drank water because he was forced to. Sinbad had offered him to drown his sorrow in alcohol out of pure despair. He refused with the usual silence.

//There's nothing to tell...//

"Ja'far..." Calls the purplette, the white haired, who was facing away, not even flinching in reply.

"Ja'far!" Yells the king, getting ahold of his shoulders and forcing him to turn around and look at him.

"You need to snap out of this! She- she's gone!" Cries the amber eyed.

For the first time Ja'far's lips crack, "My hands..." He whispers, Sinbad looking at him in confusion.

"My hands are covered in her blood..."

It was true, he had forgotten how hard it is to get blood off his hands, he had washed them desperately but the blood was still visible in his pale skin.

Sinbad's eyes widen, hugging his general closely.

"I know" he cries, Ja'far simply letting him do as he pleased with no reply whatsoever.

"I need to know, Ja'far... I need to know... Did she say anything before she died?" Shakily asks the tan skinned.

The scene of your lips moving replays in his mind. He shakes his head no.

A couple more days went by, the white haired advisor would still not leave his room, instead, he had managed to get a servant to bring him endless piles of paperwork to do.

The advisor had mentally refused to cry, he had locked his feelings deep inside himself and would talk and do nothing but work. Grieving wasn't in his schedule.

Every night the scene of your final moments would hunt his dreams, preventing him from any sort of rest. He was going crazy.

Two months had gone by. Ja'far had passed out because of exhaustion and malnutrition, he was currently out cold in an infirmary bed.

Even now Ja'far can say without a doubt that passing out was the best thing that could have happened to him, he regretted nothing, that's because while unconscious he had a dream. More like a memory actually.

The same old scene of your death only that, this time, he could hear it cristal clear.

It was closure for him and, finally, he let himself cry until he couldn't anymore.

"(Y/n)! Don't close your eyes, okay?!" He pleads while holding you closely, struggling to apply pressure in the sound in your chest that the bullet had caused. You smile.

"Ja'far... Look at me" you basically wheeze, you knew you where dying.

The desperate albino looks at you, his and your eyes locking.

"Ja'far, I love you, okay? You have to promise me something" you say, struggling to spit out the words as your vision slowly starts to darken.

"No! You're not going to die so don't talk like-"

"Ja'far, you have to promise me something"

"..."

"Promise me you'll live... That you'll be happy, okay? I- find someone else to love, live Ja'far, promise me you'll live"

"I can't find someone else! (Y/n)! Don't close your eyes!"

"Promise me, Ja'far, okay? I need you to live... You'll be fine, I promise"

"I won't! Don't leave me!"

"I love you"

"I love you too, so, please! Hold on-"

"Please promise me..."

"...I promise... I love you..."

"I love you too... goodbye, Ja'far... Live

Until we meet again"

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Shiro:... Don't kill me please XD

I'm sorry, Kay? ;-;

I've just been reading too much fanfic recently and... I felt dark...

But, come on, we all can see it clear as daylight:

I suck at writing sad and dark stuff

I suck writing in general but this stuff isn't my strength XD at least I tried!

Thank you guys for everything!

SEE YAA!!!

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