SAO drabbles ~

The return of my Goddess | FINAL| Alternative Alicization Arc | Kirito x Asuna

WARNING:

This chapter may cause side effects such as intense screaming as well as sobbing as well as quickness of breath and severe bursts of emotions. In any rare cases the following may cause excessive reasons to celebrate.

Caution is advised. Please consult the author in the comments if you are experiencing the following side affects and she will hand you a virtual cookie, one for you and one for this chapter as you both try to console the other from the EMOTIONAL PAIN of this AU.
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"Asuna."

The light retracts my presence, sending me hurling back down. My body is now limp, the colour in my face, vanished. I remain a husk of who I once was.

Expecting to hit the ground, I land unharmed.

A ray of blue light appears beside me. My eyes open to-

"K-Kirito..."

My beloved stands, carrying me in his arms. He softly smiles at me and runs his hand through my hair. I stare at him through my empty eyes as he softly brushes away my falling tears.

"I...I can't do it...K-Kirito! I-It's too...too...p-painful! I don't deserve this organ! I don't DESERVE TO-"

He cups my cheek gently and fixes his warm gaze onto my chestnut eyes.

"Asuna. Do you remember what you once told me a long time ago?"

His voice resembles a soft blanket that encapsulates the deep cavern that resides in my barren chest. I shake my head at his words which he responds to with a soft stroke to my cheek with his thumb.

"I'll be there to help bear what you bear. We'll carry it together. I promise. No matter what happens, I'll be there to protect you."

Hearing such familiar and heartfelt words causes the hollow hole within my chest to ache. Seeing how I am touched by his words, my beloved swordsman continues with his voice, a meer whisper of hope.

"You once told an old NPC this, during our honeymoon in Aincrad. I never forgot these words because these single words made me fall for you all over again the minute I heard them."

"I cried alone every single night. It felt like every day that passed here stole another piece of my real life away. After I cried, I'd go and fight as hard as I could."

Those faint words hit my eardrums and whispers begin to echo to every inch of my fleeting body cast in light. Kirito looks up at me as he entwines his translucent fingers with mine. Somehow I am able to feel his touch as he caresses my hand with his thumb to calm me.

With each caress, he speaks, his voice enveloping me in a warm, loving, safe, soothing blanket away from grief and pain. As I stay in Kirito's arms, a face emerges from the shadows of my most dearest friend.

Standing before me is a ghostly version of Yuki Konno, encased in a heavenly golden haze, adorning her Sleeping Knights uniform. Her hair, long, vibrant and purple, her ears, as pointed as always as she presents herself in her Imp avatar form.

"Yuki..."

"Asuna. Remember what I told you."

"Yuki, I-"

"God would never put us through all this suffering if he didn't think we could bear it."

As my eyes become engraved in the guilt of losing Yuki long ago, I'm met with my most recent and most painful loss.