Pandemonium

Donor's

Anyways, here's an angst, it was truly a sad movie that I got it off of. He acheived what he wanted in the end, but he died.

So here's my Gratsu version of it. Natsu is a girl by the way. Play the song at the end please and thank you!

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I gave a sad smile as he stared down my pink haired lover. She had only a few weeks left from her weak but life loving heart. Kindness filled her to the brim as she lived life with her cat Happy. I reached up as I brushed her hair out of her face. Maybe I can spend a bit longer with her. 

The rain pelted the roof as he remembered memories of their time together. I stood up as I left for the hospital. Running away from the house Lyon stood infront of.

1:

"I want to do so much more, have children, fall in love, get married, watch my children grow up and have their own, continue my art, I just want to live, and thanks to you I completed one of those," she smiled at me as I cocked my head.

"What did you complete," she giggled at my question as her vibrant hair color covered her once tan face that was becoming more and more pale everyday.

"Falling in love with you, it's all fine by me if I die like this, but I would still want to do more with you," she gazed at the cloud filled sky.

2:

I walked up the stairs to the house as a Nurse came walking out. "Have fun," she said as I raised an eyebrow at her, turning up to see the tom boy in a white dress, wearing make up, and had done her hair in a long beautiful french braid.

"She said that I looked nice, but I feel icky, you hungry Lyon?" she rushed inside as I came in.

"I'm sorry, Hungry?" the smell then hit me as I walked into the kitchen.

"It's been about two years since I cooked for anybody, and here," she handed me a blue gift rapped present as she pointed to the door.

"Dinner's ready and you're not, now there's a room back there," she pointed dowon the hall

I went to the back of the room as I glanced at the wall full of pictures. I then walked forward glancing out the lace curtian seeing her spread on the table. Then I quickly changed.

3:

"YOU CAN'T KEEP LYING TO ME GRAY, IT'S A FEDERAL CRIME TO IMPERSONATE AN OFFICER AND ANOTHER PERSON," Lyon shouted as he got up into my face. His blue eyes glared into my obsidian ones.

"I know," I sighed as I pushed him back.

"If I need to knock on that door I will and expose you," he glared.

"There's no need to do that, I'll tell you everything,"

"Finish it up and come back out here," he glared at the door.

"Then I'll tell you everything," I sighed.

And that brings me to where I am at now. I sprinted to the hospital as the rain pelted me. My breath rasped as I only had one lung, the other I had given to my big brother Lyon. I arrived to the front as I walked in quickly as I interupted a nurse on her phone call. She stared up at me as I asked, "Is Dr. Heartfilia still in?"

"Yes, but she's doing her rounds, I can page her if you want," she picked up the phone.

"Yes please it's an emergency," I sat down as the intercom was heard.

"Dr. Heartfilia come down to the office," she called not even a minute later the Doctor came bursting through a door. I came walking up as I stopped her.

"Is something wrong Lyon, is it Mrs. Dragneel?" she asked.

"No um... sorry, um... agian sorry," I fumbled with my words.

"Whats the percentage of a donor with her blood type showing up?" I asked.

"Well it's a single digit," she sighed.

"A percentage!" I commanded.

"3-5%, I wish..." I interupted her as I started to walk around. 

I glanced back, "Thank you." I had the same blood type and I'm not going to let her die, I picked up my phone as I dialed Dr. Loke when I arrived to the motel. 

He picked up, "Gray, what's amater."

"It's time," I said simply as I hung up as I shut my door, grabbing ice as I poured it in the bath tub. Then turning on the cold water as I poured the box jellyfish (deadliest jellyfish in the world) into a tub setting it to the side. Her smiling face filled my memories, how it held so much life even when she was dieing. Her golden eyes that sparkled.

I picked up the phone dialing for the blind man's number.

"Who is this," he asked.

"Cobra my name is Lyon Fullbuster, I was the man who was cruel to you on the phone, but I had to do it, to see if you were a good person," I said.

"Were you the one at the cafe?" he asked.

"What do you want from me?" he almost sounded as if he was crying.

"Listen, I want to give you a gift, you'll be contacted by a man named Loke, you can trust him!," I hung up as the thunder resounded through the room. I sighed as I picked up the phone.

"This is 911 what is the state of your emergency," a feminine voice stern and strong almost commanded me for an answer over the phone.

"Send an ambulance... there's been a suicide," I sighed.

"We have you at street number 411 Snowbridge hotel," she said.

"That's right... um, room 4," I said.

"Who's the victim," she commanded.

"... I am," I rubbed my eyes as I hung up the phone. All that came out was, "Sir..."

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