Gonna make you cry? I hope not XD I'm gonna change a few things, so please, if there is something you don't like in this, tell me.

 By the way, someone has to bring a box of tissues for my friend. She is crying right now.. XD 

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 Why?

 "(Y/N)..." 

  "I'm sorry... Mikoto..." 

 It was his job to kill the Colorless King... Not hers... 

 "Why did you do it?" 

 "I had to." 

 "No!" 

 He was angry at her right now. Angry at her unpredictable movements. 

 "(Y/N)... Why did you had to do it?" Another voice spoke, his Blue Damocles Sword floating in the air, right next to the Red and White...

 The White that slowly started falling appart. 

 "I had to... The Colorless King took too much from me... I didn't want to risk losing Mikoto too..." She mumbled, her soft voice cracking. 

 "But you sacrifised your own life..." He looked at her with sad eyes. 

 "Some things are worth saving, Munakata. One life goes, the other continues it's path." (Y/N) smiled, white flames radiating from her body. 

 The Red King looked at her with teary eyes, walking towards her.

 "Don't." 

 She pointed towards her almost lifeless Sword which was losing it's beauty. 

 Losing it's color.

 "But I need you." 

 "And I need you to live." 

 "But..."

 "Mikoto! Stop it! I did it because I wanted to!" She looked at him, her own (e/c) eyes tearing up. 

 He walked towards her, ignoring the fact that her Sword was going to fall soon. He embraced her in a warm hug, his own flame surrouding them both. 

 (Y/N) relaxed, smiling. She needed to feel his warmth one more time. 

 One more time before she was gone. 

 "I'll miss you, I'll miss everything you did for HOMRA. Everything you did for me..." He whispered in her ear. 

 She looked at his amber eyes, their faces slowly moving towards one another, warm lips pressing against the cold ones. 

 Swords saying their farewell, as the White one falls down. 

 "Mikoto!" (Y/N) screames, pushing him away. 

 Then... Just in front of his eyes, everything flashed with a blink of an eye.

 The blade through her body, blood stains covering the snow. 

 And there was her final smile. 

 Her smile, full of love and warmth, sent to him. 

 "I am sorry, Suoh..." Munakata's body trembled, as he felt the pressure of her body on his blade.

 The White Sword of Damocles started shattering, exploding in the air as small crystals, some of which fell on the Red King's hand. 

 "(Y/N)..."

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 HOMRA stood in silence, waiting for something. Waiting for someone. 

 As Scepter 4 cheered on the bridge, HOMRA feered that worst has come upon them. 

 When a shadow not far away from them appeared, forming into someone's body. 

 They smiled, knowing that it was their King. But it didn't last long, when they saw that he was alone.

 Alone?

 Was he really alone? 

 She was up there, she was going to guide him. 

 "(Y/N)...." HOMRA's vanguard spoke, his eyes wide. 

 Mikoto shook his head, tears filling his eyes. He had never cried. He always felt pain when he was sad, but he had never felt the tears that now wanted to roll down his cheeks. 

 Anna ran to him, hugging him, her own crimson eyes filled with tears. 

 Mikoto looked back at the school island, sighing. 

 This day was a win and a lost for HOMRA. They did not lose their King, but lost someone very special for them.

 They lost the White Queen.

 "(Y/N)!" The Red Clan yelled. 

 Mikoto smiled, walking away with the clan following behind. 

 '(Y/N)... Be our angel from now on... Be my angel...'