Geno woke up alone, in a garden decorated with cornflowers. The blue sky up above, and the wind blowing past his slim body as he sat up. He was back in the rags he had when he had first met Reaper, and they brought back a tint of lost nostalgia.
"Hello, Geno." The grass next to him moved, and he turned to see Khloe, moving to sit down. A flower crown on her head, she was wearing a toga, similar to what Frisk and Chara wear. She seemed fine, no bruises, cuts, she seemed to be in one piece. However, her eyes were distant and glossy.
"I'm here to tell you something," and when she turned to look at him something in his blood ran cold, her eyes seemed to stare through him.
She leaned closer, and closer.
"WAKE UP!"
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Geno woke up back in the midst of the battle field, but Reaper was nowhere to be found. Right next to him sat Frisk, sitting on the dirty, bloody floor with no concern of dirtying her outfit.
Serene and quiet.
"Where's Reaper," Voice soft, part of him not wanting the answer, scared it would be the worst of possibilities.
Frisk smiled serenely, before Chara appeared next to them.
"Life is dead," Chara grinned, examining Geno like a predator does to its next meal. "Reaper has won, but Ink is stepping up. They are determining a deal, a peace treaty. However..." Chara trails off teasingly and Geno practically growls as he stands up, towering over the younger girl and grabbing her roughly.
"I swear, Chara. Tell me where he is or so help me."
"Geno!"
Geno whips around to see Reaper, covered in blood, limping, and his scythe is broken, but otherwise alive and tears prick in his eyes as a sob rises in his throat. Before he knows it, he's running towards the other, tears racing down his face like a waterfall with no signs of stopping.
"I thought I lost you," Geno starts when he's in Reaper's arms, face buried deep into the others cloak.
Reaper smiles, "But you didn't, and I'm here with you. Forever." He ends and Geno smiles up at him, small hands clutching the others back. And then Reaper's kissing him, and he doesn't know if he ever wants anything more. It's soft, and gentle, the first time he's ever done it and Geno savors every moment. Hoping it could last forever.
He doesn't mind that there's thousands of others watching them, but when he finally, finally pulls away. He realizes he's in death's arms, and he's never felt better.
THE END.
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To Hell and Back - Afterdeath [UNDER EDITING]
FanfictionGeno, a normal civilian trying to get through life. He's been lonely ever since the deaths of his siblings. Being lonely and not well known he's the perfect target for a ritual. A satanic ritual. But maybe being in deaths aren't that bad, until a...