~ Fanfic By Labi ~

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"Too bad you can't beat the fire fist!" I smirked, crossing my arms with pride. Jeffory rolled his eyes and tossed his sword on the ground. I flinched at the clang that echoed the room but still stood tall. "Alright, I guess you're right. I can't beat the fire fist." Jeffory smiled. Man that golden heart of his killed me.

"You're too soft anyways Golden Heart." I sneer at him, making the boy laugh. "How could I be soft? Aren't I rough?" I scoffed at his false remark. We've been friends ever since I joined the jury. It was like a brother and sister relationship. Or I thought so.

"You aren't...rough. You're softer than the grass outside." I tease, taking off my gloves and laying them beside me. "You serious? You wanna go bro?" He tried to deepen his voice. I nearly died of laughter but I improvised by making a cheeky smile. "No matter how many times you say that I'm never gonna fight you." I barely whisper. Jeffery looked at me with a cocked brow.

"You just fought me. Well then, I'm off. Daughter is waiting." Jeffery patted my shoulder with a big smile. I watched him disappear behind the doors of the training center. I was alone. Just like I was years ago.

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When I first went to the jury I was thirteen. An innocent, pure, and youthful girl. My hair wasn't blue from the start. I first met Jeffory when he showed me around, taking me places around O'khasis. He indeed made me feel like a girl. It was very rare since I had so many brothers bombarding me with fight techniques.

I was thirteen and he was fifteen. It felt like one of those budding romances in the television that I secretly watched every night. He'd take me to his hideouts and show me how to ride a horse (which I beat him at). I actually thought he was a good person to spend my life with. That disappeared.

I grew older, exposed to the war field, and especially no more pureness left. I turned twenty and Jeffory had gifted me hair dye. My crush for him was still at large. Then I saw them. He said he was engaged to this girl. She was pretty. She was pregnant. I nearly died there. I guess that's the last time I'd ever like a guy.

Once she died after having his child, Jeffory tried to come close. I lock my doors, close my windows, and especially train alone. Alone again. It hurt to see the love of your life go to another woman and have a child.

It never made sense. Even after he told me, he loved me.

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I signed, rubbing my arms. I walked out and into the winter breeze, my breath coming out in white puffs. I looked around the village to see smoke coming out of each chimney. I continued walking, I decided to fo home and watch some shows. O'khasis is known for having the best television here. We are a modern civilization anyways.

"Drag him more Quentin." I hear a rough voice come from the alley way. They were guards of Zane. The wannabe hormonal high priest. I rolled my eyes and press myself against the shop walls. "Ha, he's dead. Zane did a good job to sir Jeffory here." My eyes pop out of my sockets. There was Jeffery, my old friend who gave me a look at the girly side was now dead.

His brown hair was scattered about his sweaty face, blood dripping down his green and silver armor, his mouth dripping of blood. "Heh leave him here. Nobody comes to these parts. Let. Him. Rot." The guards laugh and walked off. I waited for them to leave before running to him.

I clasped my hands in his pale face, tears fighting to break through. "Jeffory.." I whisper, his blood seeping onto my hands. "Kate." He smiled weakly. His eyelids fought to stay open, his smile almost gone. "It was okay earlier, it was okay." My voice cracked as I wiped away the sweat with my palms. "It's my fault. Kate take care of her for me." He smiled, closing his eyes in his final moments.

I scream and bang my fist on the ground. I was a crying mess, too big to be taken care of. I looked at the dead Jeffory through glistening eyes. "I'll always love you." I kissed his forehead and left my jacket above him, letting him sleep there until someone finds him.

It's just too painful to bury him...

Myself.

[ You guys get two oneshots today since I got caught up last night win friends coming over and livestream prep...So two oneshots from two of your favorite writers ^__^ ]