I think I changed the story a bit. Whoops. I just forgot the trail of the first part and yeah. Sorry.

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 (Y/N) was dead. Zeno stood near her pale body, crying his life out, wanting everyone from the sky to bring her back to him. Alas, that was to never happen.

 Zeno's fingers touched her cold cheek. He had the impression that if he had touched her more, he'd shatter her into millions of pieces, so that is why he moved his hand away.

 Her mouth was curled up in a smile. Her last smile for him.

 "(Y/N)..." Drops of the tears he cried for her fell on top of her forehead. "The others left me. Why did you have to do it too?"

 That's when he reminded himself that she was only a human. No human could ever withstand the life spawn he had.

 After all, he was an immortal dragon, born to serve his master and die everyday from the loss.

 ****

 Zeno walked up next to Yona, silently gazing upon the sky. Today, rather than feeling sad, he was silent as ever.

 Strangely, the pain he had experienced last night had vanished with the same speed it had collapsed inside him.

 "Zeno?" Yoon was to talk first, his eyes locked on the Yellow Dragon warrior.

 What the warrior did was smile faintly, the need to stay silent locking his mouth with an invisible key.

 There was this woman, who seemed lost. She had tied her hair underneath the hat she wore, but Zeno could clearly see the bangs of (h/c) hair that played around her cheeks. Her (e/c) orbs scanned the map with difficulty, her tongue pressed against her pink, warm lips.

 He couldn't believe this. Was it a dream? Or reality? Or both?

 "(Y-Y/N)?!" Zeno muttered.

 The young woman turned herself towards the voice, her eyes wide in surprise.

 "Zeno!" She gasped, her eyes tearing up.

 He ran towards her, embracing her by the waist, pulling her small body high in the air.

 "That escalated quickly." Hak murmured from behind, receiving a punch in the head, by Yona.

 Zeno realised something. Something he thought he'd never forget, and yet again he did.

 "T-Today was the day... You left Zeno forever from this world." He whispered.

 "I-I... I know... Sorry for then... I really wanted to stay, but my illness had gained a victory over my body." She cried out, burying her face in the crook of his neck.

 The sweet aroma she radiated was the same as it was ages ago. The aroma he had missed so much.

 "H-How are you even here? In front of me... In Zeno's arms!" Zeno was more confused than ever.

 "I was with them. The dragon gods. They showed me the truth behind your abilities. I was amazed by how strong you actually were, my love. Then I watched you silently, with pain in my chest." (Y/N) pointed at her heart. "They gave a chance. A chance to be like you. To live next to you for the eternity! So that you may never experience sadness in the same way you did before when you lost each and everyone from us." She smiled, tears streaming down her cheeks.

 Zeno was afraid to touch her cheeks, fearing that he may brake her.

 "I came to this land in search for you. It was the only clue I had received from up there." She whispered, pressing her forehead against his.

 (Y/N)'s eyes gazed upon the direction where the others stood, confused, but happy.

 "Your friends remind me for them." The (h/c) woman smiled at Zeno's friends, making the Yellow Dragon tear up.

 He knew exactly, who she was referring to by 'them'.

 Gu-En, Abi, Shu-Ten... King Hiryuu...

 He couldn't hold the tears that dwelled inside his eyes.

 "This is the forth time I see you so vulnerable." (Y/N) pouted, pecking him on the lips, much for the surprise of the others, whose jaws fell down till the ground.

 "The dragon gods said that what I wanted was something like a curse. To be sent down to the Earth and live forever and ever. I told them that if they consider this as a curse, then curse me." She chuckled.

 Loss for words, the Ouryuu could only shake his head, his grip around (Y/N)'s body tightening, memories from the past flashing like a film from his head.

 ****

 The night was peaceful. Something (Y/N) had never knew she'd experience once more.

 Yoon, the boy, who everyone referred to as the 'mother' of the group, was kind enough to give her food from what they had and a tent she could sleep in.

 (Y/N) had tried to explain that she'd find something, trying not to worry anyone from Zeno's small, yet again strong group.

She had the honor to meet the descendants of the first dragon warriors and the descendant of King Hiryuu.

 "They are so nice." She had murmured to Zeno while they were eating the soup Yoon had made for this night.

 While (Y/N) was thinking about the things from today and the days she was wandering, trying to find her only love, someone entered her tent, snuggling near her wrapped in blanket body.

 "Zeno..." She whispered, feeling his breath tickle against her skin. His yellow hair tickled her skin while his hands roamed around her shoulders.

 "Zeno needed to touch you." He murmured.

 "This teasing attitude from you hasn't changed a bit, has it?" (Y/N) chuckled, kissing the Ouryuu by the lips for what seemed ages.

 'The same taste.' Zeno thought.

 "This time, you will stay with Zeno? Right?" The Yellow Dragon panted, after pulling away from the kiss.

 "Forever and always, my sunshine. This time, nothing will break us apart. Screw those illnesses." (Y/N) intertwined her fingers with his.

 This was the first time (Y/N) had slept so peacefully, her body pressed against his chest, feeling his heart beat for her.

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 And I failed miserably at this one-shot. Forgive me pleaaaaaaase. I tried to stay and represent Zeno's character they he should be. But I wanted to use normal talking, like he had used before the death of the first dragon warriors. Oops. Everything went out of control. I repeat - everything went out of control!