Spice (A Mino Monsters Lemon One-Shot)

Spice

Ragnarath didn't know how it had come to this.

After his defeat, he was cornered by the Guardians. They were eager to end him for his wicked plans to rule Windward Isles, but someone stood in the way. They stood in the path of the five guardians. The guardians that they befriended.

Who were they?

Blazonier. That's who. The Hero of Evolution was protecting him? Why? He was good as dead after what he had done.

"Why?" He asked at that time, barely clinging onto life,"why do you want to keep me alive?"

Ragnarath knew the answer. He knew, but would this Blazonier, the reincarnation of the one from long ago, have a same reason?

The fire mino turned to him, gentle sky blue eyes stared into his own glowing eyes and it took all of his will to not look away in sorrow. It was different now. The fire Mino barely knew him. He couldn't stand the guilt and pain.

"Because...it must be lonely right?" He asked the fallen Mino,"being unloved?"

"..."

Ragnarath couldn't say anything after that.

So with some Guardian Candy -which Ragnarath happily took. After all, who doesn't love candy?-, the team of Minos took him back their home. To the beach at the Water Island. Windward Isles was in a blissful peace. Minos crying out in joy on every island. They were saved! Exhausted and weary, the Hero of Evolution smiled, watching as his teammates interacted with each other before going to the shore of the beach.

'He'd always love star-gazing' Ragnarath thought,'even as an overly confident Blazel.'

The dark Mino turned his head to the Minos chattering cheerfully, heart wrenching when he saw Firecat and Volcanine touching noses. He turned back to the Blazonier and padded towards him, laying beside the Hero on the sand.

The fire Mino turned to him, the moon and stars reflecting into his sky blue eyes. Ragnarath froze. For a second, life from long ago seemed to pass. Those eyes, for a brief moment, were dull and glassy. He could feel the losing warmth of the Mino's body and the life draining from him, taking his last breath-

"Are you okay?"

He blinked. Once. Twice. Ragnarath stared at the fire Mino in front of him.

"Sorry" he mumbled hesitantly, glaring at the sand,"I spaced out."

"Uh...hey it's fine" the fire Mino waved off his response awkwardly.

The two fell into an awkward silence. Blazonier continued to watch the stars as Ragnarath stared at him.

The Dark Guardian flew over to water island, landing in the rock with the other four guardians and some other Minos. He frowned at the four. What was a Gravolith, a Blazonier, a Crocodon and an Ersa doing here?

He looked at the others who seemed to speak to the Ersa, while the other three just watched. The Blazonier looked at Ragnarath with their sky blue eyes.

"You must be The Guardian of Darkness right?"

He huffed at the time,"and if I was?"

The fire Mino chuckled,"Well it's very nice to meet you. Not a lot of Minos has heard of you."

The dragon snorted,"and why are you telling me this?"

"You're lonely right?" He asked,"it must be lonely...being unloved and unappreciated."