Reku's Resurrection (Sakura)

BY : NeirahAhrai
Category: +. to F > Fairy Tail
Dragon prints: 412
Disclaimer: I do not own Fairy Tail, nor the characters from it. They are copyright of Hiro Mashima. This is strictly for entertainment purposes as I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Prologue

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The last thing he could remember was the feeling of fire igniting in his blood to circulate incomprehensible power through his veins. Through eyes wide with uncertainty, the world was brighter; sharper. Suddenly, despite his blood staining the earth and the once hopeless situation breaking ground beneath his feet, losing wasn’t an option. His heartbeat raced, thundering in his ears with vague reassurance in every breath. And for the briefest of moments, the power of infinity pulsing within him, Neirah’s unconsciousness was irrelevant. He could feel her by his side with every move he made. But when the fighting had concluded, leaving him to fade back into reality from the overwhelming state of mind guiding his merciless hand in battle, he couldn’t feel her; despite her lying wistfully in his arms.
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There was too much blood upon the battlefield to tell whose was whose, but the wrenching of his gut led him to believe that most of it had been hers; and that it had been there long before he had arrived to rescue the rambunctious infinity slayer. His vision was becoming his own again, but he was willing to wish it all away if it meant defending the illusion of her safety; preserving the warmth of her skin that had been replaced with heart-wrenching daggers of ice. As he slowly began to comprehend the terrors he was faced with, his vacant expression started to twist in agony; starting with the baring of his teeth and the devastated catch in his breath as he choked on actuality. “No…” He forced out raggedly in denial, peeling his hand away from her body to reveal the healthy stain of her life fading, no matter how tightly he clung to it. 
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The hollow crash of her being thrown to the ground at his feet, not long before, reverberated through the hollowed walls of his mind; his thoughts too corrupt to focus on comprehension.

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‘Nice try, but she can look after her damn self!


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He whirled his devastated gaze over his shoulder to where the echoes of his own voice poisoned his thoughts. He quickly recoiled, sealing his eyes to deny the barren landscape the presence of his tears, but it didn’t stop them from falling upon the cool flesh of the woman he failed to protect. 
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He was ricocheting between sheer denial and bloodcurdling truth; hoping that somewhere in between, a net of hope would catch him as he fell. “
Neirah…” He uttered roughly, peeling her tangled auburn locks away from where the blood on her brow had it clinging to her face. “Hey, I take it back…” He offered weakly, his lips trembling as he tried to force them from displaying his complete devastation. “Your lightning’s not… it’s not so little…” He teased lightly, choking on the laugh that he tried to force. “I couldn’t do it…” Words barely formed through the hoarse crack in his voice. “I couldn’t handle that… that kinda power…” His gaze started to narrow, hiding the smile that he had tried desperately to display. 
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“This is the part where you fight back,
y'know?” He forced out in haggard continuation. “Better take advantage of this, princess, ‘cause it’s a one-time deal.” The gentle and trembling strokes of his fingers against the curves of her face grew rougher with each touch until he had slid his hand around the back of her neck and clutched her to his chest. 
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“Wake up.” He demanded feebly, glaring at the dark and lifeless earth around them. “I already lost you once, damn it! You can’t do this to me again!” He coughed back a devastated cry as he lowered his voice from where it had grown loud with rage and ruin. “Please don’t do this to me again…” He pleaded bleakly. “You’re my light…” He forced out through his teeth, burying his face in her hair against her neck as he clung to her damaged figure with his remaining strength. “Don’t leave me in the dark.” 

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“You are not alone, my prince.”

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Laxus’ expression grew sinister and hardened with fury as his heartache was interrupted by a sickeningly familiar voice.

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“You will always carry her with you.” The might ebony beast shifted his hot golden gaze over the contours of the blackened earth. “For she, is the Shadow.”
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Laxus’ gaze flashed bitterly as he all but growled his reply towards his reptilian visitor. “I don’t want your philosophical bull shit right now!” He roared defensively, keeping Neirah close to his chest in a manner that might suggest that he was ready to defend the frail woman from her own guardian. “How long have you been here?!” He demanded boldly, watching the dragon’s mighty golden wings settle comfortably alongside him. “Why didn’t you help her!?” 
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“I have always been here, I will always be here.” The tired infinity dragon admitted shortly. 
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“I thought Acnologia killed you when he attacked Tenrou Island?!” 
Laxus argued fervently. “If that’s true, why the hell do I keep running into you!?”
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“I assured you before that you are not alone.” 
Ryverika rumbled regally. “A part of me will always reside within you.” 
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“You think I give a crap about that?!” 
Laxus raged irrationally, a hatred for Neirah’s beast of a father boiling his blood. “This is the second time you’ve stood by and let her take the fall for your problems! When are you going to wake up and realise that you’ve put way too high an expectation on her?! She’s just a damn kid!” He forced out through the rising pain cracking his voice. “If you want her to save the fucking world, why don’t you give her a damn hand instead of watching her constantly fall?!”  
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Ryverika’s glistening amber gaze didn’t waver as he watched Laxus fall apart with the unusual adjustments around him. After a long moment, the dragon proceeded to converse. “Because she… has yet to fall.”
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Laxus caught his breath, his expression paling with the incredible force of warmth breaking the anguish that had begun to overcome him. “What…?” He hissed out weakly, mechanically tipping his gaze back towards the dragon. 
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“I am here to remind you of something that you seem to have forgotten.” The 
dragon regally dictated. 
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“Shut up and tell me what you meant by ‘she hasn’t fallen’!”
Laxus demanded with annoyance. “Just what the hell is going on here?”

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His heart sank until the crash of it falling into the emptiness to wash over him next had his stomach lurching with the weight of Neirah’s fading presence. Like a shadow among ashes, he watched in dismay as she vanished from his arms. “No!” He demanded desperately, raking his fingertips through the earth stained with her presence in hopes to capture the light as he watched it dim completely from his life. After a trembling moment of rage, he cut his furious gaze from beneath his brow to glare at the beast with uncontainable hatred. “What… did you do…?!” He demanded hoarsely through ground molars.
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Neirah was my shadow once.” Ryverika started solemnly. “She was the hope that I needed to be strong; to believe in a humanity tainted by greed, by war.” The great beast craned his head to one side in direction. “But alone, it was not enough…” Laxus almost refused to take the dragon’s bait until light broke through the gloomy skies of his nightmare and redirected his attention to a reality he’d been subconsciously denying. “She is not your light, you are hers.” 
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“In the stories, the hero is always a prince…”


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All signs of fury had washed from his features as his wide and trembling gaze stared forward emptily to where the dragon had turned his attention. “N-
Neirah…?”

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Her helpless whimpers of feeble protest had his heart sinking as she screamed her defiance to the dead air around her. She was still covered in blood, but it wasn’t hers; it was his. 
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Neirah’s breath was broken as she wheezed in agony, clinging desperately to the man she’d watched fall for the sake of every one she forced inside her. She had a hard time keeping her breaths even between whimpers as she trembled in shock and horror, her hand tightly pressed to his open wounds. “Please… somebody help me…” She whispered out breathlessly, the heavy flow of her tears falling against the presence lying in her lap. She laid her tear stained face against the top of his head for a long moment, her sealed eyelids forcing hot tear streaks over her dirty face. 
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Her grip grew tight with anxious fury and she threw her head back with a desperate screech. “Anybody?! Please save him!” She wailed in desperation. She took a moment to scan the area around her through the tears scattering along her cheeks from panicked eyes indicating a complete depletion of her magical energy. She had given it all to him. “Useless!” She cried, tucking her chin back towards her chest and baring her teeth in devastation. “Useless, useless, USELESS!” She recoiled on her denial, arms trembling weakly around him as 
another agonised cry pierced the air.

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“Please no… I can’t… I’m so sorry…” She whined tenderly in surrender, brushing his bangs to one side before laying her forehead against his. “I should have listened… I sho-” She choked on her words, her voice hoarse from her pitiful screams as she lingered between raging denial and complete helplessness. “Laxus…” She whispered weakly, wincing with her attempts at healing when she had no power left to support the effort. “Please… Laxus, I’m sorry.” 
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He lifted his hand, moments from calling out to her when his breath caught behind his teeth and his fingertips flexed with restraint. If what he was seeing was true, she wouldn’t have heard him anyways. Even though he wanted to, he couldn’t turn away from her; even as 
she apologised repeatedly for her infractions earlier that day. He couldn’t stand the thought of their fight being the last memory she had of her time with him. He watched in dismay as her deep sapphire gaze narrowed on her victim before the most bloodcurdling screech on agony pierced the dead air around her. “Laxus! Please wake up!”
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His heart stopped, his skin crawling with the eerie confirmation of his suspicion as she recoiled just enough for him to lay eyes on his own unconscious figure in her lap. He closed his eyes to deny the sight, hoping that when he opened them again, he’d shift locations and 
wake against her. “No…” He forced out with trembling breaths. “That’s impossible!” He snarled in denial, whirling to face Ryverika. “Just what the hell is going on here!?”  
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Neirah has humbly only ever asked one thing of this miracle called life,” Ryverika started softly. “And that is to be the reason that you are never alone.” Laxus turned and watched as Neirah cried, clinging to his lifeless figure in a hauntingly similar manner to the way he had her moments before. “Every shadow exists because somewhere, there is light. Each shadow represents the hope that every hero needs to remind them of their strengths.” Laxus didn’t break his concentration as he watched Neirah cry out a second time. 
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Neirah sealed her eyes to deny the world her pain, but the tears refused to stop flowing over her dirty cheeks. She hadn’t even wanted him there. Laxus, Gajeel; the fact that they had followed her into the darkness in which she plunged had bothered her since the first. Infinity Dragon’s pitiful little guild had a purpose that she was determined to see come to light, but that was never of their concern. Her brother had followed her because they had never known a life without one another. She wanted to tear her heart from inside her chest to deny her pain. But she could never figure out why Laxus had done the same.

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She was the ill-appointed guild master of their little faction, but even so, he had defied her at every turn; constantly challenging every decision she made. Even if she had to admit that most of these arguments saw her to minor epiphanies, she hated the friction constantly dragging them to odds.

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But he was there.

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When she had fallen to her enemy on a poorly thought out whim, he had been the one to save her. Not her brother. Not their late first master’s loyal following.

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It was him.

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She pressed her palm more tightly to the bloodied hole ripped through his chest. “Laxus…” She mewled weakly as she adjusted and curled her palm against his neck, trying desperately to sense a pulse. “You have to get up…” She demanded inaudibly, laying her head against his shoulder. “There are still… so many things you’ve got to keep me from saying…” Her fingers crawled up his neck until they could lace themselves in his hair and draw him towards her breast. “You’re such a jerk… and I’ll never completely forgive you for forgetting the day we met…” She laid her cheek against his brow and let a heartbroken grimace clench her teeth in bearing. “But I love your smile…” She breathed out whimsically. “And you never stop believing in me.”
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Ryverika watched silent tears roll over the man’s face as he watched himself break the young girl’s heart. “Stop me…” She whispered weakly, causing chills to skitter over his skin with her desperate demand. “Please, if there was any hope; you wouldn’t let me admit that I lov-” His breath caught as he watched her trembling lips stop before she had completed uttering her sentence, fresh hot tears boiling dark trails in her dusty skin all over again. “I lo-…”
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He flinched with the passion that tore through dusk’s blanket when she articulated her disbelief. “No! You can’t b-! You’re too strong!” She screeched, tensed fingers holding on to feigning hope. “
Laxus, please don’t die!” His breath grew harsh with the intake of it through his agonised grimace, his fist clenching dangerously tight at his side as he watched on; helpless to silence her tears. “Stop me from saying it!” She raged. “You’ve always cut me off, right before I could tell you!” She shook her head from side to side before laying her lips against his cheek in hopes that his absent state would grant her the courage she needed to divulge in her heart’s truths. “That you’re everything to me… I can’t do this without you! Please, wake up!”
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“Why?” 
Laxus growled bitterly beneath his breath, glaring back at the mighty beast with a heavy heart. “Why are you showing me this if I can’t do anything about it?” 
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Ryverika lowered his head to the earth and looked squarely at the man. “She exists for you, to make you strong.”  The beast admitted certainly. “You will fight to be near her. I can see that.”
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“You’re gonna be seeing fucking stars if you don’t put me back where I belong!” 
Laxus fumed impatiently, too twisted in agony over the pain he was bringing his companion to worry that he'd just threatened one of the mightiest dragons to ever draw breath. 
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Ryverika’s rumbling laugh had the rowdy slayer cringing with uncertainty. “Yes,” Ryverika started slowly, looking back to where Neirah clung to him. “By her side… That does seem like a good place to put you, doesn’t it?” Laxus flinched when the beast looked his way again. “For that reason, my prince, you will survive.” Scars of Ryverika’s light reopened in Laxus’ mind when the golden rays filled the vacant skies, reminding him of the day he watched Neirah fall from oceanside cliffs.  After the moment had passed and left him blind, he felt something he’d thought he’d never feel again. 
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She was pleased with the warmth human companionship had offered her that day…


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“I had one purpose… to be the shield that defends the lives of those with the power to save humanity.” 
Neirah whispered softly throwing her head back with a defiant hiss. “But I’m useless. And I ca- I couldn’t…” Sorrow overwhelmed her words as they were quietly uttered in defeat. “Not when… I can’t even protect the man I lo-”

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Her startled squeal was gentle but filled with surprise when she felt his muscles contract powerfully beneath her and when his hand wrapped tightly in the material of her hooded cloak, her heart stopped. She grew painfully still for a long moment with silent tears streaming down her face as he shifted weakly against her, relying on her presence to support his attempts at stirring. She cried out gently with the uncertain stumble she felt tear through him and she threw her arms around him to keep him from falling away from her. The moment he coughed out his first haggard breath since she’d watched him fall, the glitter of deepest gratitude flooded her warm and affectionate expression. “
Laxus…” She uttered gently, watching him attempt to straighten. “You-” She shuddered with a shrill gasp, throwing her arms around him, clinging tightly to the hope that was his staggering breaths. She had a million words to say to him, a million smiles and delighted squeals to fill his ears, but she was having a hard time organising them appropriately. “Laxus I-”
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Her breath shortened when his palm fell heavily against her shoulder with his struggle and concern flashed across her gentle features. Before she could react much, he had pressed his forehead strongly against hers; his eyelids finally rising so that he could look back at the trembling waves rippling through her ocean blue gaze. Her reserve shattered when he curled his fingers around the back of her neck, trapping her recoiling figure against him. “Don’t say it…” He demanded faintly, assuming that he knew the concluding half of her sentence before it had been completed.

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“Well I’ve got news for you! The kid didn’t care that you two always fought. She didn’t care that you didn’t say those things she obviously wanted to hear.” Gajeel continued heatedly, throwing his finger out in accusation towards the off-guard lightning wizard. “All she ever wanted from you was a god damned smile!”


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His weak gaze wasn’t long denying her its presence once more when the efforts he struggled to offer moved south to curl his lips into the most assuring of smiles. “I wanna be the first one to say it.” She didn’t try to hold her tears back as he laid his trembling fingers against her cheek; his thumb catching the tail of her dark tattoo. After a soft squeak, her desperate whimpers turned into the most broken of laughs as she smiled back at him; throwing both hands up against his face. 
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“Then say it.” She challenged tenderly, sure that the wounded man couldn’t possibly know the way she had intended to complete her sentiment. “Because any minute now, I’m going to kill you for scaring 
me lik-”
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She was interrupted sharply by the pressure of his lips crashing desperately against hers for the first time. She wanted to be angry for his rash advance, but she was far too thankful to have the feeling of his racing heartbeat reaching her fingertips. She whimpered softly when he pulled away, bracing his brow against hers once more. Her comprehension grew fuzzy, her racing heartbeat filling her crimson topped ears as she tried to comprehend his suddenly overwhelming display of affection towards her. “And I don’t care what that old lizard says.” Laxus started certainly, forcing the inquisitive twist in her expression to grow. “You’re always gonna be my light.”



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