Black♧Clover fanfic OCxAsta

Memories

Leona POV
I had ran away from this guy after he beat the shit out of me that day in the street.

Stopping in mid-air, I felt my chest contracting from my hard breathing. My lungs felt like the were closing in and it started to become a hassle to breath. Falling to the floor, I clenched my chest and mentally slapped myself back to reality.

This basterd hurt one of your teammates! Don't just give up 'cuz of a little breathing problem!!

I forced myself up with anger burning in my eyes and adrenalin pumping through my veins. I started to walk towards the foe then slowly pick up my pace as plants arose from the ground behind me and followed.

Then, at the top of my lungs I screamed, "PLANT CREATION MAGIC: PLANT BARRAGE!!!" I jumped into the air and threw my hands towards the man as vines fiercely shot at him as fast as bullets, crashing into the icy exterior and making ice shards fly into the air.

I landed onto the ground with a thud, my mind swirling with hope, clouding my ability to feel the pain that was consuming my body.

But, sadly as I tilted my head up to look at the damage I had caused nothing seemed to be affected. I leaned forward to put a hand on my knee as I breathed unevenly. I closed my eye as I wiped my forehead that was soaked in sweat.

I had used most of my mana for that attack to summon that much plant life. But I couldn't give up that easily, if my name's not Leona Greene! I'm as stubborn as Yami is what Magna would say.

I straightened up as I my eyes locked onto my target. I needed to find a way to hit his weak spot.

"I HATE YOU! YOU LOOK LIKE HER!! YOU LOOK LIKE FANA!!"

Bingo.

"Hey, Icey guy! " I shouted.

He turned his head to me with stone like eyes.

I moved my hands in a Bring-it-on motion. "Come on, show me who's boss," I felt a smirk make it's way onto my lips. "Show little ol' Fana who's boss."

He froze. I could see his coolness snap unleshing the anger that he seemed to had pent up.

"Uh-huh, that's it, come on..." I calmly said as he slowly walked over, anger flickering in his eyes.

"How dare you say that!" He yelled, anger dripping off his words.

I saw his teeth gritted and molded together, a vein bulged from his forehead, and I swear his face was boiling red.

I couldn't help but grin at the facial expression that was carved onto his face. Was this girl someone he loved or hated? How peculiar, how questionable.

"Easy, the words just spilled out my mouth," I open my mouth and pointed. "See?"

He grinded his teeth even more, so hard I thought I could hear them scraping.

Listen, now I am not gonna brag, but I am I great at annoying the crap out of people. This was the best time to annoy. This guy was emotionally sensitive, easy to aggravate, and just overall the best target.

I lifted up a thumb and brushed it against my nose for luck.

Time to kill.

I rushed towards him and got a grip on a hanging ice piece. The moment he noticed me he shook his entire icy body feircly, trying to fling me off.

When he was finally able to shake me off, I flew across the room into the wall. I think I even heard my skull cracking.

When I hit the floor I started to lose consciousness. Last thing I saw was Asta running to me.

Why is it always me getting hurt?

*~*~*~*

I wake up to loud crash. I shot up, franticly looking around.

I found myself on a cloud of wind and my surroundings crumbling down.

My heart raced in anxiety. How did I get there? Why was the dungeon falling apart? How long was I out? Questions swirled in my head, making my head spin.

Closing my eyes, I-

Wait.

My hand trembled as it hovered over my left eye. I shot up and tenderly touched my eye. I could see through my eye.

I was about to smile, but before I could, my eyes wondered to a pale body laying down. His ash white hair was messy and his torso was exposed making my face heat up.

"Is..." I started. My voice caught everyone by surprise making them jolt up. As soon as they turned their heads back to protecting us I mustered the courage to ask about him. "Is Asta okay?"

An orange haired girl smiled at me. She was illuminated in light green with vines and flowers surrounding her. "Mm-hm, he's gonna be A-okay!" Her smile was contagious, I couldn't help but smile back. "As for you, I'm glad your up and fully healed."

I chuckled bitterly. She seemed a little overly sweet. I hate those types of people.

Ew.

"Though," she started. "I might've over done it because of, um..." She quickly lifted a finger and tapped her left eye to then quickly lower her hand back to healing Asta.

I popped my lips. "Oh, really? I never fucking noticed." I sarcastically stated.

I let my eyes gaze over Asta. My head flooded with his dorky smile and laughs. I felt them start to water as I saw his wound be healed. I had felt bad that I had not protected him and stayed by his side, I felt sadness take over my entire body as I let the tears fall down my face, my stomach started to knot up as I restrained the urge to whimper.

Goddamnit. I actually cared for this scrawny little pancake. He was there when I woke up from my deep sleep, he was there when I was getting used to having one eye, he was there when I had trouble with my magic, and yet, I was never there for him. I was so self absorbed and scared of being emotionally hurt more than I already was, that I didn't give a damn what a happened to others. I guess while I was trying to not get hurt, I was hurting others.

My body started to shake as the tears became a flowing river down my face. I closed my eyes to try to stop the tears but they came down even harder and started to sting my eyes.

Suddenly, I felt my tears being wiped away. Surprised, I opened my eyes to see who was wiping my tears. Seeing a weak smile on his face, Asta rested his hand on my cheek and chuckled painfully. "I'm fine. No need to worry about me, okay?"

My lips trembled as I put on a smile and nodded.

TO BE CONTINUED.

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