A Brother's Bond

A.N. Hello everyone! Welcome to my poem A Brother's Bond. Please read and review I will love you! By the way, for those of you who are reading a true demon's awakening. No I have not given up! I just got into some trouble. Sorry, I'll start working on the next chapter as soon as I can. But other then that, let begin!

_**A Brother's Bond**_

I thought you were my enemy.

A lock that binds me to this hell,

But when I got to know you,

Nothing seemed so real.

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I Thought you were the favored one.

The one who got the Bao.

But in the end I knew,

Why you got it now.

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Memories from your past,

Made me truly see,

You had always been my friend,

Not my enemy.

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I feel a bond so close to you,

I wonder if you also do?

Even if you hate me now,

I'll always protect you,

Even from hell.

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I thought you were a pest,

A foe I must defeat.

But now I really see,

Your not my enemy.

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I swear I am sorry.

I really truly am.

I just hope you know,

I will always be your friend.

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Strings are what, tie our bond.

An indestructible knot.

Not even the sharpest scissors,

Would ever be able to cut.

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Nothing can cut these strings apart.

Nothing can tear them up.

They have an unbreakable shield

These are strings of love.

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My bond used to be of hate,

But now it's out of love.

I only want forgiveness,

And that will be enough.

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Become king my little brother,

And make me proud.

I know that you can do it,

I really have no doubt.

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**A.N. Did you like it? Hopefully! Don't forget to review! **

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A Brother's Bond by Tsuki6047


A Study In Normality

**Title **A Study In...**
Character(s) **Brago, Zophise**
A/N** Read manga, have yet to finish anime, but felt the need to throw something out... for whatever reason. For the record, I prefer the original names of the characters. Also, this came from that one scene in the epilogue where Brago's lounging around reading with Zophise, trembling, peeking into the room from the doorway.

He did not miss the way that the room, while not previously crowded, became suddenly empty of all other life forms beyond himself. Nor did he care. He simply sat, opened his book to the page assigned, and began reading. Leisurely. The picture of nonchalant intimidation with no willing viewers. It was almost irritating how _normally_ life was progressing since the coronation of their new king. Nevermind the forty sudden new students from last millenium or the crimes that some of the contenders had committed during their stay in the human realm. Or that Gash Bell was now king. The millenium demons were settled in without much issue. The criminals were penitent. Gash was still attending school with everyone else.

He turned a page, skimmed through history, and ignored the quiet squeeking of the study hall door.

He turned another, pretending not to notice the garish white hat and clownish face of the one who had hurt his partner.

Zophise would have to be a great fool to attack him now.

And he didn't. More annoyingly, he was just standing there. Leaning over, peeking through the crack of the large double doors. Brago twitched. Zophise trembled.

Brago thumbed another page. Only, his mind refused to register the characters. The silence was broken by the wimpering and shaking of the one at the door, and with the silence broken, so was his concentration. The thought of simply leaving the room and finding somewhere else to study occured to him. However... his eyes slid over to the figure in the door and narrowed just a fraction. The study hall was a good place to study. It was quiet. Empty. There were plenty of books if this one proved inadequate. He did not want to acknowledge Zophise. Nor did he want to waste time sitting, doing nothing, until the other finally scurried off.

He could scare Zophise off. Regardless of the fact that Zophise played a small role in helping Gash defeat Clear in the end, his misdeeds in the human world were numerous and a source of much irritation. And somewhere deep, deep down inside of him, Brago had to admit that intimidation was amusing.

His lips twitched and, slowly, deliberately, he shifted from his casual position on the bench, mindful of Zophise freezing in terror. He flicked his wrist and snapped his textbook shut with a resounding _clap_ that echoed in the silent chamber. Zophise jumped. Brago stood. His heavy cape flapped loudly as it suddenly fell around his legs. Zophise cringed at every sound.

And Brago, slowly, deliberately, turned around. His feet scraped the stone floor as he did. This, too, echoed.

Crimson eyes languidly came to rest of the white face of his would-be rival. Cold. Displeased. Narrowed.

He allowed himself to smirk, briefly, as the other emitted a squeak and fled, beforing returning to the twenty-fourth page and reentering history.

The world had hardly changed.

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A Study In Normality by The Gray Maze


Winter

Disclamer: I do not own Zatch Bell or any of the charecters

A/N: This is just a story I wrote a while ago and finally decided to post it. Hope you like it!

_Thoughts_

--------------Scene /Time Change

They were walking through a forest in the middle of winter, doing some more training. They were both walking on a frozen lake, Sherie trailing slightly behind Brago. Which wasn't really wasn't her fault, considering she kept slipping and sliding. For some reason, probably because he was a mamodo, Brago was having no trouble walking on the ice as if it was solid ground.

Suddenly, the ice started to crack. She quickly moved away from the breaking ice, but she couldn't move fast enough. She plunged into the icy water, screaming.

Brago whirled around, only to see a huge hole in the water.

"Sherie!"

He moved as fast as he could to the hole, but he couldn't see her under the water. _Damn it, where is she?_

As soon as he thought this, a blond head emerged from the water. He quickly grabbed her hand that had appeared and pulled her out of the water.

Sputtering, she took in deep breaths of air. She shivered and wrapped her hands around herself, her teeth chattering.

_Damn it, now she's cold. Weak human. We need to find shelter. **Now.**_

He looked around to find some place where she could rest and get warm. He spotted a cabin not to far off.

He looked at Sherie and shook his head. No way was she in any condition to be walking. Sighing, he took off his fur cloak and put it on her. He then picked her up in bridle style and began to carry her to the cabin.

They reached the cabin in no time, and Brogo opened the door, or rather, smashed the door in. It was empty. Good.

He looked in the cabin. It was pretty small, only one room. There wasn't much in it, only a mattress on the floor. He let down the human. She was still shivering, but at least she wasn't unconscious.

He knew he had to do something about her clothes. No way was she getting warm with that cold dress stuck to her skin.

"Your dress. Take it off."

Sherie looked at him confused, her face red. Before she decided to turn that confusion into anger, he decided to explain.

"It's the only way you'll warm up."

She nodded slightly, but with her shaking hands, she couldn't take it off. Annoyed, Brogo pulled the dress off for her, leaving her only in her undergarments. She blushed scarlet, and Brogo rolled his eyes. As if **he **would care what she was wearing. To save her from her embarrassment and the cold, he threw her his cloak, which had been sitting on the floor.

She had now moved to the bed on the floor. Irritated, he noted she didn't seem to getting any warmer. Knowing he would regret, he moved determinably over to her. When he got there, he lowered himself and wrapped his arms around his human (_Since when was she mine?) _and pulled her into his chest.

"Br..Bra..Brago," she stuttered, her face nine different shades of red, "What are you doing?"

"Keeping you warm. You're no use to me if you're dead."

She nodded, understanding, but at the same time, not understanding. She knew that Brago needed her to become king, and he couldn't do that if she died from the cold. But what she didn't understand was why he was hugging her to keep her warm. Brogo wasn't really the hugging' (_That's an understatement_) type of person.

She decided to figure that out later. She was tired, and all she wanted to do was rest. She moved closer to Brago. He felt good and strong.(_Well, of course he's strong_) And warm. She began to fall into a comfortable sleep. Her last thought was:

_Maybe I should fall into freezing water more often. _

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Sometime during the night, Brago awoke. He shook his head, annoyed that he had fallen asleep. Feeling a weight on his chest, he looked down. What he saw shouldn't have surprised him, but it did.

He saw Sherie, looking beautiful with her soft blond locks and ivory skin.

He studied her carefully, thinking about her. She was probably the best human partner he could have. Though he complained often about how weak she was, he knew, deep down, make that **very **deep down, that she wasn't. Not many humans could survive three days without sleep. Not many humans had the drive or determination she had.

_Not many human girls have her beauty._

He suddenly realized what he just thought. Disgusted with himself for even thinking about her in a romantic sense, he moved to get up and found that he couldn't. Looking down, he realized that sometime during the night, Sherie had latched her arms around him. A faint, faint, pink spread across his face, but he shook it off. Growling, he sat back down, not wanting her to wake.

_I'll wait till morning to move. Then this stupid night can be over and we can go on with helping me to become king._

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A few minutes after Brago's awakening, Sherie also awakened. She was surprised to see she was still in Brago's arms. She was even more surprised when she realized her own arms were latched around his waist. Blushing scarlet, she made to move her arms, but found she didn't want to. She was just sooooo comfortable. This thought made her blush even more.

Looking up into Brago's face, she saw that he had his eyes closed. It was then, looking up at him, she realized how much he meant to her. He had saved her countless times, and he had kept her company. They may just be using each other to accomplish their goals, but she was still thankful just to have him with her.

She realized what she wanted to do to thank him. Her face turned red, but she knew she had to do it now or else she would never do it. Leaning forward, she quickly brushed her lips against her mamodos. It was a quick, chaste kiss, but it was still a kiss. Blushing even more, she nestled herself against Brago's chest and slept till morning.

Unknown to her, a certain dark momodo opened his eyes to stare down at her.

For once in his life, he was completely shocked.

_What the hell did she do that for?_

But still, it felt...sorta nice. And right.

_Maybe having a human mate wouldn't be so bad after all._

A/N: Sorry if it was really bad or ooc. Anyway, review! If you hate it, please list reasons, and don't say it's because you don't like the Brago/Sherie couple.

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Winter by kitkat101


Common Forlorn Love

Common Forlorn Love

[Disclaimer: I do not own Zatch Bell, its characters or any of its merchandise. Therefore I shall write this fan fiction. The pairings are Sherry/Brago Won-Lei/Li-en. Brago's POV]

Lately I keep coming here. I keep coming to this cliff overhanging the sea. The reason is pitiable and private. The sea reminds me of her, her eyes of impossible cerulean. The eyes of the woman who had changed me and I have come to tolerate in ways I didn't think possible. I left her behind ten years ago. Ten freaking years ago. It irritates the crap out of me. I told myself as a fourteen year old that she was just a phase and eventually I'd forget about her. Damn was I wrong. I'm twenty four now and still sitting in front of a sea of impossible cerulean just because it reminds me of that damned woman Sherry Belmont.

I'd rather stay here by myself in privacy but it seems lately someone had figured out the reason behind my odd behavioural habit of staring at the sea with an intense gaze. I am just happy that it is someone I can relate to. I never really interacted with this guy during the war to be king because we were enemies. Now let's just say we're allies. This guy would be some Kung-Fu mamodo Won-Lei. He may have a similar problem to me. He yearns for the woman he could tolerate in ways he didn't think possible. I don't know her name. We don't talk, we just sit and stare at the sea. I don't enjoy the company. I don't enjoy anyone's company. Damn...I can't believe I'm even going to let my brain entertain this thought: I only wish that in my time in the human realm with that damned woman Sherry Belmont a little more since what felt like eternity wasn't even a lifetime. My fourteen year old self considered that time in the human realm to be hell obviously I didn't see this coming.

I didn't think that there would a time even slower than this. A time which seems perpetually hellish. I would be damn wrong. The guy with the white hair sat down next to me. Great, I have company. We glance at each other and know just to ignore each other. We just continue to stare at the impossible blue sea. I don't get it. I can't see why this guy continues to decide he'd watch the waves with me. His human was Chinese. I think that's what her nationality was. Sherry was French. France...we didn't spend a lot of time there I don't think. I remember tracing conversations in cities between women talking about France. Apparently it was romantic, especially for newlyweds.

Marriage had never been on my mind. It hadn't been on Sherry's mind either I don't think. It's probably been on Won-Lei's mind before. I think we was quite serious with that human woman of his. Marriage is something which happens in this world, the joining of mates. It is the joining of man and woman in husband in wife in the human world. I suppose that there is much difference between them.

I shake a strange thought from my mind. It is strange because it was rather lustful. I had wondered what it would have been like if I could have been joined with Sherry as man and woman, as husband and wife and as mates and...parents perhaps? We would probably use whatever title we wanted. I continue to stare out to the sea which was impossible sapphire. There is nothing to say on the topic. There is nothing to do on the topic. It would be selfish to return to her side even though. I hate to admit it but I think I love her.

There is also another thing I had salvaged from a conversation in the human world aside from something regarding marriage and France. Apparently, absence makes the heart yearn or something. It sounded poetic and sappy, something I am definitely not. Something I never was and something I'll never be. I would believe that phrase to be real since ten years has passed and an odd, human-like emotion attached to a human phrase has remained in my soul and strengthened.

[I've been toying with this idea for a while; giving a common shade of emotion to Won-Lei and Brago whilst them silently looking out to sea whilst thinking of human companions. Since I've aged Brago to 25, surely any OOC could be the fault of him growing up.]

MerryFairy :)

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Common Forlorn Love by MerryFairy


My Little Boy

**_Disclaimers:_** As much as I may **want** to claim ownership of this production, I can't because **_Zatch Bell!_** belongs to a whole lot of different companies that I can't remember the names of at the moment. Any characters that appear in this fic that is not a part of the original series, belong to me so don't take them without asking first.

**_Summary:_** Dr. Riddles thoughts as he watched Kedo's final battle against Belgium E.O.

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**My Little Boy**
Oneshot
By: Sakura Lisel

I was all alone until the day I met you
Living in seclusion, I had about given up on life
And I would have remained alone till the day I died
Then you entered my life so suddenly

When you came walking into my home, somehow I just knew
That for me, things were going to change
The minute you gave me your spell book
And I spoke that first spell

You made my days brighter, and took away the pain
You brought the fun and laughter back to me
I never once regretted meeting you
And I would do it all over again if I had the chance

Always looking to me for the answers and plans
You with your innocence and endless questions
Always looking to me for protection from nightmares
And anything else that scared you

It was always so much fun to tease you
I feel pleasure fill me
Every time I watch as your eyes lit up
As you instantly believed my lies and tall tales

But you always forgave me didn't you
Even after I told you that I was just kidding?
You always trusted me from the beginning
But I never let you down did I?

As I lay there unable to move
With your spell book clutched in my hand
I could feel the flames starting to cover your book
And my heart broke as I knew I was going to loose you

Without your powers, you still gave it your all
Giving out orders to Folgore and Kanchome
As the three of you struggled to survive
As you continued to fight Belgium E.O. and Dalia

It hurt so much that I couldn't do anything to help you
Yet when your spirit appeared before me
And as you started to speak to me
You reminded me of all the good time we had

I'm proud of how far you've grown
And how you helped protect the rest of us till the end
Despite me being unable to cast the spells for you
And won in the end, with your new and final spell

As I lay there, I feel a familiar tingle curse through my body
Through the hand holding your spell book
And out of the corner of my eye I could make out a bright light
And I knew then what I had to do

So through the tears spilling down my eyes
I tightened my grip on what was left of your book
As the final spell words seemed to just appear in my mind
I ignored the pain coursing through my body, as I force my lips to move as I yell out your final spell

Just as the last of the spell book burned away, I was in awe as I watch what happened next
I could see your body disappeared just as you released your final attack
Your final attack was so beautiful, that I wish you could have seen it
You'd be so happy to know that you saved us Kedo

I wish I could have said goodbye to you
And told you how I felt
Before you faded away from sight
But I think you already knew deep down

I feel so empty inside, now that you're gone
But I'll try to be happy, because I know your finally home
I hope you make it safely back to your mom and dad
So goodbye and good luck, Kedo, wherever you are

You're my best friend and companion
But in many ways, you became so much more than that
I'll miss you until the day I die
You're my little boy, Kedo

And I'll always love you

_**The End?**_

**Author's Notes:**
So what do you guys think of it? I felt so sad after what happened to Dr. Riddles and Kedo, that this all just came pouring out, into a Oneshot.

This is first time writing a **_Zatch Bell!_** fanfic, so be kind.

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My Little Boy by Sakura Lisel


Zeno, The NekoBoy

**Lol, I know it's not Halloween yet, but I got this idea and thought it was REALLY CUTE! Please excuse the flaws, I can't help it.**

**Disclaimer: I DON'T OWN ZATCH BELL, IT BELONGS TO MAKOTO RAIKU, THE GOD OF ANIME.**

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"Zeno! Please?"

"No."

"Pleeeease?"

"_No."_

"Pretty please?"

"NO."

"Pretty please with sugar on top?"

"I SAID NO, ZATCH!"

"But you'd look really cute! Tia said so!" Zatch was trying to get Zeno to put on silverish-blue cat ears on Zeno's head. "You have to trick or treat with Ponygon, Tia and me!" Zatch reached forward farther, but Zeno pushed on his face, making him back off unintentially.

"I'd look ridiculous with _cat ears_ on. Do you know how _stupid_ that is?" Zeno growled.

"But I'll put a tail on you too! Then you'd _really _be cute! Kiyo said they're called neko-boys or something! And you could wave it around like a real cat!" Zatch pushed forward farther, causing Zeno to step back a bit.

"A tail is even _stupider_ than the ears." Zeno replied flatly. He let go on Zatch's face and stepped back in a swift motion, causing Zatch to crash in the wall.

Kiyo and Dufort sat next to each other on the stairs, Kiyo sweatdropping, Dufort staring blankly at them, even though you can tell he was weirded out. He couldn't imagine Zeno with cat ears and a tail. A thought cloud appeared, Zeno stood there in a white background, staring blankly, silverish ears and a tail popped on, and Zeno putting his hands up to his chin and meowing with a chibi cat smile.

Dufort shivered.

Zatch had snuck up on Zeno while he had his back turned, and they both toppled over, Zatch on top of Zeno. "Put them ON!" Zatch tried to force the ears on.

Tia bounced out, folded brown jack russel ears and little chocolate brown fluffy tail wagged behind her. Megumi walked out behind her, smiling. "Made them mysel-" she was cut off when she stared at Zatch trying to get the ears on Zeno. "Uhh..."

"Zatch wants Zeno to join him for trick or treating." Kiyo answered automatically.

Tia laughed. She sprinted up to Zatch, both him and Zeno froze, and Tia whispered in Zatch's ear, he snickered and got off of Zeno, who scrambled up and dusted himself off. "What are you guys talking about?" Asked Zeno, suspicion dripping in his voice.

"Oh, nothing, we just thought maybe you'd like to stay home and-HURRY DON'T LET HIM GET AWAY!" Tia yelled, lunging forward at the exact same time as Zatch.

Zatch popped up in front of Zeno, and stuck on the ears, while Tia was under his cloak, getting the tail in place.

"GAH! WHAT THE HELL! GET OFFA ME!" Zeno was yelling at Zatch and Tia.

Tia cut a tiny hole in Zeno's cloak to let the the silver cat tail wave around without lifting up the back of Zeno's mantle. "Got it!" She jumped away from Zeno. Who was trying to get the ears off, but to no avail.

Zatch giggled. "Super gluuuee~" He waved around a tiny bottle.

Zeno stared blankly at Zatch for a moment. "Somebody needs a murder~ I'm gonna murder you!" Zeno began chasing Zatch around in circles, the pink haired girl mamodo snuck upstairs, snatched a pair of shiny gold cat ears and tail, then tiptoeing down the stairs, and sppearing behind Zatch. "Suprise!" She yelled, putting slapping on the ears.

She got under his mantle, and put the tail in place. "Done!" She jumped out from under his mantle, and Zatch lowered one ear and waved his tail around. "Ha ha ha ha ha haaa haha!"

Zeno glared at both of them in annoyance, both of his ears pinned back and his tail curled around his legs.

Tia smiled. "Ha! You both look adorable!"

Zatch and Zeno looked at her and blushed slightly.

"NOT THAT WAY YOU PERVERTS." She snarled, her ears lowered and her tail lowered.

Megumi smiled, "You look so cute in that Tia!" She complemented.

"Thank you Megumi!" Tia answered, wagging her tail.

Kiyo began laughing. "I can never imagine you as a cat, Zatch! But now I can! What do you think of Zeno, Dufort?"

Dufort looked at Kiyo, then at Zeno.

"No...Comment." Dufort answered.

Zeno folded his arms. "Whoop-dee-do. How embarrasing."

"Get lots of candy!" Megumi yelled after Tia when the three children walked out of the house, beginning their trick-or-treating, Ponygon runnign to join them.

Kiyo waved. "Be safe!"

"We will, thanks Kiyo!" Zatch yelled back.

The first house they reached, they rang the doorbell, and a small woman answered the door, she looked about 13, and smiled nicely.

"Trick or treat!" They cheered.

The girl smiled happily, and passed out the candy, Zeno was in the way, back, trying to inch away.

"Oh no you don't!" Zatch grabbed the back of Zeno's cloak and pulled him back.

"Say it!" Tia whispered exictedly. "And with feeling too, or we're not leaving this house!" She threatened.

Zeno sighed. He wasn't going to leave the house anymore to show his face after this.

Zeno gave the best puppy eyes he could, did a chibi kitty smile, and blinked once.

"Trick or treeeat~ Mew?"

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**XD Sorry, that HAD to be typed! It was too cute to get out of my head! And sorry it's rushed, I didn't mean it. ._.**

**And I know Zeno doesn't really make friends with Zatch in the HUMAN world, they sort of make up in the mamodo world, but what the hell, it's fanfiction, I can type whatever I want.**

**Hope you enjoyed!**

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Zeno, The NekoBoy by sora12212


Time Of Summer Training

Tia walked down the sandy beach sidewalk trying to keep the sun out of her large pink and orange like eyes.

Megumi was having another photo shoot and it was the summer fun edition. "This is the 9th shoot this week" Tia mumbled to herself as she kicked a sandy soda can down the sidewalk. She scanned the beach to see if there was anything she could do to pass the time. She saw two teenagers swimming, a toddler playing in the sand and teachers wife jogging! Tia's eyes grew large and her face turned a pale green. She shook her head franticly get the image out of her head. Something suddenly caught he eye.

She peered out over the water. "Is that Fogore surfing?" Tia yelled in surprised. She jumped over the stone wall and ran down the beach to make sure. It was Folgore! Tia watched him do a 360 in mid air. He was actually pretty good. "Tia" Kanchome called out as he ran up to her.

"I didn't know Folgore could surf" Tia said as she watched Folgore glide on the water. "The great Folgore can do just about anything" Kanchome boasted proudly. Folgore looked their way and smiled. He got on his stomach and paddled skillfully back to the shore. "Tia it's good to see you" Folgore said with his cheerful Italian accent. "So what brings you to the beach"? Tia asked while trying to shield her eyes from the sun.

"Kanchome and I always getting chased by my fans so we came here for a short vacation" Folgore replied with a gleaming smile. "Megumi is here having another photo shoot" Tia sighed. "Man I know how that feels" konchome said back while staring at Folgore. "I'm sorry I'll make it up to you by buying you some ice cream, you want to come too Tia?" Folgore asked. "It beats hanging around here bored" Tia thought. "Ok I'm in".

The three friends walked down the sandy shore to the snack bar while catching up and talking. "Did you guys have any battles lately?" Tia asked Folgore while staring at the bright blue water. "We actually have and we barely made out of there" Folgore sighed. "I got a lot stronger from that battle though" Kanchome said to Tia trying to act confident and strong. "I'm sure you did Kanchome I'm sure you did". Tia quickly looked behind her suspiciously. "Folgore I think someone's fallowing us"

Tia said concernedly. "I think she's right" Kanchome stammered. "Look" Kanchome cried. He was pointing at large footprints. A large human like Mamdo came out of the sand and stood up. "It looks like I blown my cover" he said with an evil grin. He wore a dark red shirt with a black jean jacket with a dark blue peace sign on the back and black tattered jeans. His head was covered with long messy brown hair he also had a black fedora hat in his hand. "Wait you're the one I battled when Folgore and I were in Venice" Kanchome said very worriedly. "It's nice to see you again too Kanchome" The mamodo laughed confidently. "You know it seems I know your name but you don't know mine, my name is Rocky". Rocky quickly glared at Tia and grinned. "You're that girl who hangs out with lightning blonde". "You mean Zatch" Tia replied with a mean stare. Rocky nodded eagerly. "This is going to be more fun than I thought" Rocky snickered. "But I didn't come here to battle" Rocky said quickly.

Kanchome's mouth fell open in shock. "Then why did you attack me in Venice!" Kanchome screamed still awe struck. "Because Dr. Riddles told me too" Rocky spat. "Wait you know him?" Tia asked in disbelief. "Kiddo was a good friend of mine back in the mamodo world after he returned I told Dr. Riddles I'll do anything I can do for him. "But why did he order you to attack?" Kanchome asked still confused. "He wanted to make you stronger" Tia said while giving Kanchome you idiot look. "The doctor said you were very smart, now I have to agree" Rocky said with a warm smirk. "Ok so you're a friend of Dr. Riddles we get that, but what are you doing here?" Folgore asked while staring at Rockies eyes surrounded by a thin coat of black eye liner. "To make you guys stronger like last time". "How good are you anyway?" Tia asked. "I defeated Barri and I'm one of the few mamodo that can go toe to toe with Zeno with out getting destroyed". Kanchome had a painful flash back of watching Zeno almost defeating Zatch. Kanchome shuddered "So you weren't going full power on me were you?" Kanchome asked now a little frightened. "If I wanted to beat you I would have done it with in seconds of meeting you when we were facing each other in Venice". "Rocky" Zatch cried in excitement as he glomped Rocky to the warm sand. "It's good to see you kid"

Rocky said back and ruffled Zatch's messy blonde hair. "You know him"? Folgore, Tia and Kanchome screamed in chorus. "We were buds back in the mamodo world" Zatch replied as he helped Rocky off the ground. "I always had to save him when you and those jerks chase him with sticks" Rocky said in an angry voice at Tia. Tia rubbed the back of her head and blushed. "Oh right Zeno gave Zatch his memories back, oh and when you think about it Rocky you do look a little familiar". Rocky frowned and looked up at the sun. "Let the games begin" Rocky shouted. Kiyo, Megumi and a girl with brown hair with purple streaks ran down the stone stairs to the beach. "This is my partner Lenore" Rocky said while grinning at her. She wore a purple shirt and a pink vest. She had a light blue jeans and black high heels. "Let's get started".

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**_ I hope to start the second chapter soon and I hope to make it totaly Kickass! In the mean time please tell me what you think. See you guys on the flip side!-Jon is out! _**

**_I do not own Zatch Bell and Rocky is a character I have created for this story. _**

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Time Of Summer Training by retro493


Butterflies

**Cherish tucked in the last child for the night. She sees them sleeping happily and peacefully like they have no care in the word. Cherish looked down slightly as something made her miss her father. She walked to her room quietly closing the door. The moon was near full in the night sky. **

**Cherish sat on her bed looking out the window. She opens the window for some fresh air. The soft breeze was the right weather for her. This weather made her remember her father.**

**"One of those nights" she said in her mind.**

**Cherish turns her head looking at an old picture that was faced down. Sadness and remorse was showing on her face. She always seem so strong to others, but like everyone else she has her moments to show sadness. Carefully she picked up the picture and guides her fingers down the photo. In the photo were her mother and father and her when she was a little girl. **

**It all seems like yesterday. She closed her eyes as a series of flashbacks raced through her head. Taken her back to when the days were filled with young and fun.**

**"Mommy look at this" she said showing her mother a picture she drew.**

**Her mother gave Cherish a smile "Cherish you're getting better" she said.**

**"She had my blood that's why" said her father who was entering the house.**

**Cherish giggles as he ruffles her hair. Her mother rolls her eyes and playfully smiles at her husband.**

**"Daddy you promise me that you'll go for a walk with me" she reminded her father.**

**"Of course I never forget" he chuckles.**

**He took her hand and left. Her mother went back to cooking a sweet surprise. The weather was sunny and fair. Her father lifted her up on his shoulders to get a better view. She let out a laugh her father joins her. **

**A butterfly flutter passed her as she tries to reach for it. The butterfly landed on her head. Her eyes looked up at the bug on her head. Something snaps Cherish back to the realty. Cherish felt her head in a little pain. **

**The weather seemed to be getting a little bad. She closed her window as well as anything else that as unlocked. Something caught her eye the same butterfly that she saw when she was young or maybe not. It seemed that it wants Cherish to follow.**

**"Weird" she sighs though her breath.**

**Cherish put on her coat and left the house. Ted woke up from his sleep half tired. He notices Cherish leaving the house. He felt a little worry about her, but he went back to sleep he knows she is tough. Cherish tried to keep up with the butterfly as the winds were getting more dangerous. Dark storm clouds were rolling in. Her body stopped in fear.**

**"Not again she said softly holding herself.**

**She looked ahead to see something that made her heart drop and a sickening feeling in her stomach. The same site where she last saw her father before his untimely death. She hands were shaking. She wanted to move forward, but her body was frozen. All the events of this same night made her cry. **

**She saw her younger self with her father. Sharing their last moments before he passed away. Cherish fell on her knees. The rain started coming down. Her tears stain the ground. She couldn't believe how much she misses him. **

**Since his death she's been on her own without any parents. She struggles to find a piece of happiness. Someone held an umbrella over her. She turns to see Ted as she tries to smile, but nothing came out as a smile. Ted placed his hand on her shoulder giving her a smile. **

**Cherish hugged Ted tight not to tight. He hugged her back. He knows that she's having a hard time with this. He lost his parents as well. He held his hand out for her to hold. **

**She reached for his hand as he pulls her up. She took hold of the umbrella allowing them both to be dry and headed back. The butterfly landed on a flower as it took form of her father. He gave her a smile.**

**"Cherish I'm proud of you" he said in his mind before vanishing.**

**Cherish turns her head as if she felt him standing there. She shook off the feeling. She gave a smile as the skies stared to become clear. Ted saw a bunch of butterflies around them. He let out a chuckled while Cherish reached out and felt it's wings.**

**"****_Good-bye father_****" she said in her mind.**

**Ted patted her lower back seeing that's how he can do it. Cherish looked up at the night sky. She knows that her father is proud of her along with her mother.**

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Butterflies by kelcher


A New Friend For All

New Characters:

Name: Marini; Appearance: Purple dog, pointy ears, can fly, red paws and muzzle; Book color: Sea blue; Ability: can make fireballs and breathe fire; Partner: Serina (blonde hair, fire print dress, likes candles)

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New Visions

As Zatch had just lost his memories to Zeno, he saw a shady animal jumping from tree to tree. It was Marini. A small dog roaming the forest to find her partner, who ran to find help when they heard the explosion. Marini jumped from her branch to see if he was OK. She heard footsteps coming fast. She jumped into the air and flew up to her branch to see what it was. It was Kyo's father. She let out a howl to tell Serina that there was help for Zatch. She returned to her home in the city. Her ears perked up.

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Sorry it's short. I just needed to introduce Marini and Serina.

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A New Friend For All by Air Cats


Everybody Hurts

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Everybody Hurts

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"Aw come on Brago."

"No."

"Some fresh air would do you good."

"Fine!"

Ten at night. Sherrie and Brago walked down the park bridge. "Can we go somewhere else"
"Fine." Sherrie really didn't like the park anyway. She only went there in hopes of finding a mamodo and clearing her head. "Were to?" She asked Brago. "The other park." She looked at him, but fallowed him. "Brago." She said in protest. "This isn't the park. It's a graveyard!" "Nice." He said, nonchalantly looking around. "Brago we shouldn't be here." He smiled. "Scared?" "No! We just shouldn't be here." "Are too." "No, I just have a funny feeling that's all." He scoffed and sat down on a tomb. "Hey!" Sherrie screamed. "You can't sat there." "Why not." "Because that's a grave and There's a dead guy under you." Brago was intrigued. "How deep?" "About six feet, why do y-" Before Sherrie could utter another word, Brago was digging. "Stop! You can't do that." He hrumped and sat down on the grown. Sherrie sighed. "Oh Brago, what am I going to do with you? You can't go digging up people's graves." "Why not?" He said with a evil smile that betrayed him more than it scared her. "It's not like there gonna get mad. The friggin' human's dead." "Brago. That's not...oh never mind."

They sat there in the moonlight for what seemed like years. Brago was looking out towards the gate, possibly contemplating the prospect of going home. Sherrie however, had her eyes locked on his. She was thinking too much; Letting her mind walk. 'Red eyes. Just like some crappy movie. I wonder what kind of vision he has. Then his skin. I wonder if he can feel with grey corpse-like skin. And his chest. I wonder how it works. Dose he physicaly have a heart. Then his legs. Oh girl. You skipped the E! channel on you merry way down the TV Guide.' This thought was interrupted by Brago turning to look at her. It's all a funny little shocker when you remember looking at someone who knows. And looks back. By the general shock in both there eyes, she could guess they had similar thoughts. "What?" He asked. His voice wasn't as cold, as if maybe- "What?" He asked again. "What are you looking at?" "Nothing." She lied. She looked back down at the dress she was wearing. 'Just like any other guy. They're so much more self-conscious then women.' Brago on the other hand, did not turn back. 'I must be the luckiest of all the mamodo. My human is the most enduring of them all.' He caught a small glimpse of her eyes turning to pin-point the odd glance. He turned his head fast and she smiled a little. 'Those eyes.' He thought. 'There so much more beautiful than any mamodo's eyes.' She thought for a moment. 'If he doesn't like my hand there, I'll move it. I'll just play dumb.' Brago damn near jumped right out of his grey skin. He looked down. 'Her hands' on my leg!' He thought. 'Who dose she think she is. I wound never ask to put my hand on her like that. But then again...she didn't ask. Maybe you don't ask you just do it.' Sherrie's flabbergasted expression was priceless when she noticed Brago had moved his hand on top of her's. Not so much because it was there, but it wasn't at all like she assumed. 'It so warm and tender. I thought with all the battles it would at lest be chapped, but no. It's smooth and soft and oddly gentle'

In about five minutes both of Sherrie's hands were on both of Brago's. It was like some sick variation of that children's game. Seeing just who could get his or her or demon hand on the top of the other's first. Only now time seemed to stop. From the moment there hand touched, to now. Nothing could break this moment. "Brago," Sherrie said warmly. He put his hand up with one pointy index finger as his to make, a 'shh' sound. "What?" She asked in a whisper. He looked around tensely; the moment they've been waiting for shattered. Like a glass on hard bone. Maybe he was like this for a few minutes, confirming his suspicions will never know. He dose talk about it anymore. He turned to her to answer her question. "Blood"

"Blood?" She exclaimed. 'That's defiantly the wrong thing to be thinking about.' She said to herself. "I smell blood. Fresh human blood." She looked scared. He turned to look at her. She was terrified. "It's ok." He said, placing his hand on her shoulder. "Let's go." He said, both of them standing up. He could see a man lurking in the back. They started walking out. 'Ok Sherrie you can do this.' She thought to her self. In Brago's mind he sighed. 'The crypts, the bridge 7-11, then that stupid park. The park I dragged her out of.' They wondered thru the crypts in hopes of seeking the safe haven of the park. The park was full of humans and probably a hand full of mamodo, too. You see, there was a party going on. Today is or soon to be was, the 4th of July. And while humans where setting off there own fireworks, Brago and Sherrie was a few of there own. A gunshot rang thru the night time sky. "Shit." Brago said. "Who ever's out there knows were here." They stood on the bridge now. The man was coming closer. Sherrie froze. "Move!" Brago shouted. Another shot and this time she did move. Flat down on the ground. Brago turned to face the shooter, but there was no one. He moved over to Sherrie and lifted her up into his arms. His eyes filled with tears as he smelled her blood.

When the day is long and the night, the night is yours alone,
When you're sure you've had enough of this life, well hang on.
Don't let yourself go, everybody cries and everybody hurts sometimes

He looked into her eyes. He guessed form the lost of blood, she maybe had minutes. Maybe.

Everybody hurts. Take comfort in your friends.
Everybody hurts. Don't throw your hand. Oh, no. Don't throw your hand.
If you feel like you're alone, no, no, no, you are not alone

If you're on your own in this life, the days and nights are long,
When you think you've had too much of this life to hang on.

"Sherrie" he said softly. She smiled at him. He could see her eyes closing. "Sherrie I-" Her lips met his. They stood this way for along while. "I love you Brago." She said in a far off tone. "Your not dying. I wont say goodbye!" He yelled at her. "No." She said. "It's not goodbye." She said crying as much as he was now. "It's see you later." She whispered, shutting her eyes. "Sherrie!" Brago yelled. "Sherrie!" Only silence filled the air. He cried out. "Please God, no." His warm tears filled his eyes. If not for his title, but his beloved friend. He only wished now that he got to tell her so.

Song-R.E.M.'s Everybody Hurts

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Everybody Hurts by Fullmetal Mac


Daydream

Disclaimer: Don't own it. Can't sue.

Zatch was watching TV since Kyo was at school. "Nothing's on..." he complained as usual.

He came across the Lifetime channel, not knowing it was for women basically. "Hey...what's this?"

It was a romantic movie as usual. Zatch's eyes grew big as he started daydreaming about Kolulu, the pink haired Mamodo.

( Zatch's Daydream )

"Ohhhh Zatch! You're my hero!" Kolulu ran into his tiny arms.

Zatch grinned and held her close. "Kolulu?"

"Yes, my Zatch Bell?"

"Will you be my Kolulu Bell?"

"Of course, dear Zatch!"

POP!

"Zatch...ZATCH!" Kyo came in, obviously home from school.

"Huh..." Zatch slowly came back to reality, and realized he was sitting in his own drool. "Uhh..."

"Zatch? What were dreaming about?" Kyo glared with his left eye abnormally big and twitching.

"...no one..."

"Who?"

Blushing, Zatch twiddled with his fingers. "Kolulu..."

"What about Kolulu? Still feel bad we had to...?"

Zatch for a split second remembered details of the dream. Him being King, asking Kolulu to be his only Queen. He had to make it so. "No. After all, I'm going to mar-..."

"...you really need to get off the sugar."

THE END?

Author's Note: Should I continue with more daydreams? I dunno much about Zatch Bell, but I love this pairing...hehe. Review plz!

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Daydream by Isuzu Sohma


Brotherly Compassion

**Fop-chan:** **(Author's note) this is my very first Konjiki no Gash Bell fan fiction. I've been liking Zatch Bell for a while, (A few years to be exact), but I wasn't able to write fan fiction. I was stuck writing other fan fiction. But the main point here is that I don't want any flames or bad comments on my first try of an anime Fanfic Please. **_**PLEASE. **_** Arigato!**

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I began writing my letter to Kiyo while I sat on my large throne of glory. "Dear Kiyo..." I erased the paper. "No." I didn't want to start the letter that way. I wanted to tell Kiyo so much though. How he helped me become king, how he's doing, and thinks like that. I wish Kiyo was here with me in the mamodo world. I'm all alone in this big castle of mine. All my friends' parents say that they shouldn't disturb a king. But I'm still a kid. I _need_ to have fun and play. It's healthy for a young mamodo boy like me to play outside in the sun with people he cares. Well...there is _one_ mamodo boy who lives in this big castle with me. I wanted to go to school together with him, but he has to finish his military schooling. Since I'm king I tried to stop that since we shouldn't fight anymore to decide the next king and all. It's a new law I just though off. Of course Kiyo helped me. I still miss Kiyo very much. I'll try to figure out a way to get back to the human world. I will. Anyway, back to the boy I was talking about.

While I tried writing my letter I saw him walk gracefully across the clean tiled floors of the castle. School was out so we both stayed home. I watched him as he was playing with a tiny red ball out of boredom. He sure didn't look excited. His large frown and purple eyes were as sad as ever, and his once shiny hair that was like the silver moonlight now turned to a dull grey. His dress-like cloak was a dirty white instead of a pure white gold like it once was, and his skin turned to pale beige instead of fleshy platinum. I was worried about him. Ever since I was king he was acting different and hasn't talked ever since. I miss him too, as much as Kiyo. I wanted to talk to him but remained sitting in front of my letter, studying him.

He threw the small red ball across the floor and watched it roll until it stopped. He would then walk up to the round object, pick it up, and repeat the process. I continued to watch him until he reached a wall. He glanced at the large wall and threw the ball at it in anger. I guess he was mad at it because it was in the way of something. The ball roughly bounced off and flew across the room to the other side. He released an angry grunt from his mouth, revealing shark-like teeth, as he navigated again gracefully to the other side of my rather large throne room. I felt bad for him. I could tell he was lonely. I could also tell he knew I was in here, but he refused to look at me. I was extremely worried about him. Not to be nosey or anything, but I just want to know what was wrong with him. After all, I love him. He's my brother. Zeno Bell.

I couldn't take it anymore. I had to talk to him and find out what's wrong with my brother. I placed the unfinished letter on my desk, along with the pencil, beside me, and pranced up to him with a brotherly smile. "Hi Zeno!"

He still didn't look at me, but he recognized my voice. He looked down at the red ball and lightly stepped on it. "What do you want?" He roughly kicked the ball as I saw it fly.

"Hee-hee." I was a little nervous since I didn't want him mad at me. Whatever the reason I wanted to see if I can take all his anger away. With Zeno that might sound impossible, but for me, I'll never give up. "Nothing."

"Then go away." He started to walk away again but I ended up following him. I couldn't make out of his eyes this time because of his dull grey bangs. He must have scene that I was following him since he showed glistening white teeth under his frowning mouth. He stopped; still within great feet of the balls range. "Why are you following me?" He still didn't look at me.

I hesitated for a moment. I really didn't know why I was following him. I just wanted to. I didn't want him to be lonely. That's all. "Where are you going?" I stopped. That must be the stupidest answer I could come up with. I knew where he was going. He was playing by himself. Alone.

He stopped for a while. I guess he was thinking. Without facing me he went back to walk to his toy that seemed to waiting for him on the other side. He didn't say a word.

I went on rambling. "Wait!" My voice echoed in the large room. "I just wanted to know if you want to play."

"I'm playing something right now." His voice was gruff with his face still to the floor.

"I mean. Maybe we can play something together." I was actually hopeful this time.

He stopped in front of his red prize and, at last, looked at me with his white striped and dark lavender eyes. "You can't be serious."

I gulped but refused to give up. "No. I am. And I also want to talk to you."

He summarily rejected my request and bent down to pick up the ball with his hand that was hidden in his white cloak for some time now. I on the other hand wanted to talk to him. Badly. Every time Kiyo had a problem he'd talk it out with me. If I can talk to Kiyo like that then I should be able to talk to my brother the same way. I just need to work on it, and what better way to do that then to start right now.

"Zeno, please." I begged him with such suppliant in my voice. "If you have a problem please talk to me. You don't need to be scared."

He finally looked at me again. Only this time the dull bangs on his head continued to show the umbrage of his face. "You think I'm afraid? Ha! Why would I tell my problems to a feckless little thing like you?"

"Are you still mad at me because I have the Bao? Is that it?"

Right then and there I felt as if I shouldn't have said that. The next thing I knew five small fingers grabbed my neck, and my head came in contact with the polished floor. I couldn't see him but I heard the harsh words that he spat from his mouth then at me. "Say it again you bastard and I'll make you go through the worst kind of hell you've ever felt!"

I tried turning my head but his strength was potent and unbearable. I knew he was very strong. I mumbled with my face to the floor. I saw the shiny floor fog up as I talked. "Zeno, Please." I tried again. "I didn't mean to say that. I really just want to talk. I meant to get your attention."

"Attention my ass!" He yelled as I cried when he squeezed his hand tighter around my neck. "I know you just want to rub it all in my face!"

I forced myself to gaze up at my older-twin brother. "Why won't you listen to me?"

"Why should I?" He gripped tighter as I coughed and drooled saliva.

I coughed more harshly between my sentences. "Because it's my duty as king...to know about all the mamodo problems of Makai. And besides...you're my brother. Your problem is my problem."

"Shut-up!" His eyes squinted in anger a bit until I saw how part of his figure changed during that time. The dullness in his hair grew more alive and his eyes weren't so sad anymore. He slowly let go of my neck. "Why do you care? Nobody cares about me."

"I do." I wiped the drool off the side of my chin with my forearm. "You might think that now but wait until later."

"You just want to be nice to me now so that you'll be mean to me later. I've been mean to you all your life. How stupid can one be to realize that? And _now_ you're turning all nice on me. You must be setting up something."

"No big-brother." I tried to reason with him again. "I wanted to tell you something after all this time."

He turned his head away from me and threw the red object across the room once more. "Go ahead and say it. Unlikely I would listen anyway." He began to walk. "If you say it will you leave me alone?"

"I promise big-brother." I really didn't want to leave his side just now, but if it makes him feel better then I guess it's for the best. "Zeno. You know I have the Bao, but I didn't pick it myself. I was given Bao."

I noticed his fists curled up into a ball. He really didn't want to hear the word "Bao" come from my mouth, but this was important for him. For the sake of both of us. "Zatch. Just shut-up now!"

"No. I won't!" I felt hot teardrops pouring down my face. "Please listen to me. Just this once. Zeno, please!" I fell on my knees and bawled loudly.

He finally stopped to look at me. My tears watered the tiled floors of the throne room. He ignored his red toy and went up to me. "What is it Zatch?" He said in a very low voice.

I glanced up at him. The light in his skin finally shown at last and his cloak didn't seem so dirty anymore. I sniffed up my tears and gathered up all the courage that I needed as I continued to talk. "It wasn't my choice to inherit the Bao. If it was possible..." I lowered my voice and ducked my head until I was facing my dark blue cloak. "...I could have given it to you!"

I went on crying louder until I looked up at him. He had a new face that I haven't seen before. He took out an arm from his white blanket-like cloak to help me up. "Zatch. You can stop crying now."

I took his offer and came back on my feet until we met each other at eye level. I didn't say anything since tears were in the way. He seemed to understand that and continued to talk. "But you know if I had the Bao the mamodo world would be a whole new different place."

"I don't care. I just want you to be happy." I sniffed up more tears. "I care about you big-brother. No matter what. I love you Zeno."

He looked down at his white shoes and then I witnessed the impossible. A single teardrop made its way down my brother's face and onto the floor. I asked him what was wrong. He replied with a nod and a smile. "Do you really mean that Zatch?"

"Of course I do." I was happier this time. "I don't see much of my friends anymore besides in school. So as long as we both live here together we might as well get along."

More tears cascaded off my brothers face. "Out of all people. You're the only one that cares the most. I now...suddenly feel bad...how I used to treat you in the past." He wiped his tears but they just kept coming.

"It's okay. What's past is past."

"Not for me." Zeno still refused to let it go. "Zatch. I don't want the Bao anymore. It's the least I can do for someone who cares about me so much."

"So, that's all you ever wanted. Someone to care for you? A friend?"

He nodded. "Yes. Zatch. For all the horrible things I've done to you. I'm sorry..."

"Zeno..." I hushed him by placing a comfortable hand on his shoulder. "It's okay. I know you're sorry."

I froze when he came closer to my face and embraced my whole being with his. His arms fell all around me as I did the same in return. "Thank you Zatch." He whispered.

He cried harder on my shoulder making it wet. But I didn't care. I wanted him to cry his heart out. I carefully patted his back and rubbed it in comfort. "It's okay Zeno." I led him to my throne and we sat on it together. It was big enough to fit the both of us. "How do you feel now?" I asked him.

"Like a king." He rested his head on my shoulder. "I owe you one big time little bro."

I knew he was feeling much better and I was glad as ever. "You don't have to."

He noticed my unfinished letter on the desk nearby and picked it up. "What's this?" He said shoving it in my face.

"Oh this?" I took it from his hands. "I was starting a letter to give to Kiyo." I sounded very proud. "You remember Kiyo don't you?"

"He was your book owner. Yes, I remember him." He thought for a moment until he sighed sadly.

"What the matter now Z?" I tilted my head making it lean on one of the throne's arms.

"Now you're calling me Z? Ha! Nice nickname." Yes, he was feeling better. "I just...never mind..."

"C'mon! Tell me." I leaned my head on his shoulder this time.

"Well, it's just that...if you're writing to Kiyo...can I write to Dufort?"

"Sure! Anything you want!" I tried looking for another sheet, but had another idea cooped up in my little mind. "I have another idea."

He looked at me confused.

"Why don't we write the letters later?" I placed my letter back and jumped off my throne. He followed me.

"Then what?" He asked.

I looked for the red ball on the floor, picked it up, and threw it at him. He caught it perfectly. "Let's go play outside first Z. It's such a nice day. And then maybe we can go for a walk. Even though we're brothers we need to get acquainted with one another."

"For once you're right." He did a fake bow. "King Zatch."

I laughed and he laughed back. That was the first time we laughed together. I'll never forget this moment. I reached out and grabbed his hand. He jumped a little but weakly smiled. He would need to get used to this as we walked out the large castle together. Hand in hand.

Once outside I beamed as bright as the sunshine above us and gave my brother a hug. "I love you Zeno."

He slightly blushed and looked at me with a fairly large smile. His silver bangs shined liked white gold mixed with platinum and his lavender eyes were vivacious and caring. "I love you too Zatch."

I smiled on his shoulder as I realized that, by gazing into his eyes of truth, he was very asseverate and honest. I'm glad I have a twin. A brother. I single teardrop rolled down my face and I wasn't worried about him any longer.

Only our brother to brother love can keep close us together now.

_Zatch Bell_

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**Fop-chan: Zatch would probably never say something like this, but it's my first try in Zatch Bell fanfiction. This is more like a brother to brother type of love and not incest or anything like that. Once again, please no bad comments and flames. Please. Arigato!**

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Brotherly Compassion by Fop626


1. 1: Hurt

**NOTE: I've had the idea to do this for a pretty good while (since before I wrote "Iris"), and finally decided to pull it out.**

**Basically, it's a Brago/Sherry oneshot, only in two parts. The setting is after the mamodo battle, and we're going to assume that Brago is crowned King. The exposition of the second half (posted in another chapter) is for Sherry, back on Earth.**

**Both 'fics' are songfics. Brago's is "Hurt" By Johnny Cash (originally by Nine Inch Nails, but I prefer the Johnny Cash version), and Sherry's is "Without You Here" by The Goo Goo Dolls, probably the greatest band EVER (save, maybe, Evanescence).**

**Pay LOTS of attention to the words of the song, ESPECIALLY the chorus! I LOVE the 'empire of dirt' part, how it really goes along with Brago if he was separated from Sherry for the right to King.**

**Part 1/2, Enjoy!**

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**1: Hurt**

_I hurt myself today, to see if I still feel_

_I focus on the pain- the only thing that's real_

_The needle tears a hole, the old familiar sting_

_Try to kill it all away_

_But I remember..._

_Everything..._

Brago gazed out the large window of his palace, the vast landscape before him more beautiful than anything he had witnessed on Earth-

Well, save for maybe one.

"Sherry..." He allowed her name to slip from his lips, hardly realizing he was speaking out loud until the sound of his voice broke the thick silence. It had never been the same since he had left her on that pathetic planet, though he had thought it wouldn't be. No, he had expected to be glad to leave, to finally be dubbed the King he deserved to be.

Fate surely wasn't on his side.

Walking through a massive hallway to the master bedroom, the demon slammed the door behind him and climbed onto the bed, staring up at the stale white ceiling. _Why am I even missing her? _he wondered, folding his arms behind his head. _She was nothing but a burden, such a weak girl..._ A small tug occurred in his chest, but he dismissed it as nothing, standing up from the mattress. He was restless; nothing could keep him still for more than a few moments.

"Why do I have to love her?" he muttered, keeping his eyes focused on the floor as he began to pace around the room, fists shoved into his pockets.

_What have I become, my sweetest friend?_

_Everyone I know goes away, in the end_

_And you could have it all- my empire of dirt_

_I will let you down..._

_I will make you..._

_Hurt..._

She had changed him, but not so much that there was a major difference- though it was easily spotted by him. It was an emotional change; something about her had caused him to think more of others emotions, to strive for something with your whole soul, not just your head.

Before he had disappeared back to the mamodo world with all claim to King, she had told him something he never believed he'd hear- that she loved him. He hadn't acknowledged it at the time, too caught up in his newfound glory, but in the weeks that had passed, the statement clouded his mind, and he found he couldn't stop thinking about his bookkeeper.

She had, of course, cried when he left, and even dared to let her hand brush against his face, another motion he had returned to often. He could almost feel the softness of her palm against his cheek, and the wetness of one of those crystal tears against his skin...

"What did she do to me?" Growling, Brago made his way outside, ignoring the servants that tried to wait to his 'every need,' as they put it. He didn't need them, anyways- if he wanted something, he could get it himself.

_I wear this crown of thorns, upon my liar's chair_

_Full of broken thoughts I cannot repair_

_Beneath the stains of time, the feelings disappear_

_You are someone else..._

_I am still..._

_Right here..._

The mamodo world was what most humans would consider 'perfect,' with lush green grass and sparkling brooks; nature was certainly abundant in the land. The demons were, for the most part, a happy kind of folk; some were more apt to argue than others, but peace reigned. Brago made sure of that- as much as he loved to battle, there was no use now, as he had achieved his goal.

Letting a sigh escape his lips, he found a shady spot under a tree, and decided to try and clear his busy mind.

Control must not have sided with him either, for being still just made it worse.

Closing his eyes nonetheless, the King took a deep breath and let it out slowly, nothing seeming to work. _Sherry..._

She was the one who helped him get where he was. The girl had stimulation, for her friend Koko, and that's what kept her going- but even after Zophise was defeated, she went strong. She was fully and completely devoted to making him King, and, as much as he hated to admit it, he probably couldn't have had a better partner. At first he had believed her to be the most pathetic and stupid human inhabiting that horrible excuse for a planet- and she had thought no more of him. However, she was willing to put differences aside and stand beside him, which he accepted and returned after a while. Their first battle, even, had been strong; he had learned spells quickly and was able to perform them with great power and control because of his spell-caster...

His friend...

_My love..._

Brago tightened his eyes as he reluctantly realized the truth, and suddenly all doubts ceased.

He loved that woman, and there was nothing he could do about it.

_If I could start again, a million miles away_

_I would keep myself..._

_I would find..._

_A way..._

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**NOTE: Hee. That was fun. Short, but fun.**

**Installment number last coming soon:3**

	2. 2: Without You Here

**NOTE: The second and final installment is here:3 **

**And a special shoutout to Twilight Memories (I've given her about a million shoutouts, but she's done so much for me already!) for telling me a good information center for the Japanese names and stuff. I've decided to switch over to the Japanese spells and names. Yeah... That means 'mamono' instead of 'mamodo.' Stuff like that... If you're reading "Imaginary," you'll hear this speech-thing at the beginning of the next chapter.**

**Well, I'll still use Sherry instead of Sherie, and Brago instead of Burago. There's not really a big difference. I think Brago sounds better anyways.**

**This section is for Sherry, and her musings about Brago after the battle. The song is "Without You Here" by the Goo Goo Dolls. **

**Enjoy!**

**Part 2/2.**

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**2: Without You Here**

_And your love's a gathered storm_

_I chased across the sky_

_A moment in your arms became the reason why_

_You're still the only light that fills the emptiness_

_The only one I need..._

_Until..._

_My dying breath..._

Sherry leaned back on the divan and patiently waited for Jii to finish preparing her tea- her afternoon delicacy. "Here you go, Miss Sherry," he said in his deep voice, handing her the steaming hot liquid in a fine porcelain cup.

"_Merci_," she replied, taking a sip of the sweet drink.

"Is there something bothering you, Miss Sherry?" the man asked, sitting down in a nearby chair and studying her with concern.

Sherry frowned, pushing a stray lock of hair away from her face. "Nothing in particular, why?" _'And how little he knows...' _she thought, _'it's only been a few weeks, and already...'_

"You're not acting normal, and it's beginning to worry me..." After a moment's pause, he added, "What happened to that lad you used to hang about with? The rather odd looking one?"

"Brago?" Sherry's eyes widened, and she glanced over at her butler. "He's gone now." Setting down her tea, she folded her hands in her lap. "Jii, may I be alone for a while, please?"

Jii stood and nodded, gathering up the china on a tray and departing from the room. When he was out of sight and earshot, Sherry let out a silent sob, despite her efforts to hold back the tears.

_And I would give you everything, just to feel your open arms_

_And I'm not sure I believe..._

_Anything..._

_I feel..._

Standing, Sherry made her way to the balcony that overlooked the gardens behind her mansion, resting her arms on the stone railing. "Brago..."

He had saved her so many times; protected her from so many enemies... No matter how broken his body became, he always sheltered her from any spell thrown her way. At first she'd hated the creature- despised his kind because of what Zophise did to her best friend, Koko. But, as time went on, she realized that if she was going to fulfill her goal and his, differences would have to be cast aside. Despite her hatred of the mamono race, she accepted the fact, and over time, he did as well.

And, because of that, he began to change for the better- even if it was only in the slightest.

Another burning tear fell down the girl's cheek, leaving a salty trail until it dropped onto her hand. Biting her lip, she wondered what Brago was doing at that moment- and if he even missed her. "He probably doesn't even think of me anymore..." she whispered to herself, wiping her eyes with a sniffle. "Not even after I confessed..."

_And now, now that you're near _

_There's nothing more without you_

_Without you..._

_Here..._

Suddenly, Sherry felt a tug in her chest- more specifically, her heart- and she knew that somehow, he was aching for her as she was him. Shaking her head, she reentered her home and walked into her bedroom, locking the door behind her.

Taking a seat on the padded window seat, the former spell-caster pulled her knees up to her chest and laid her chin on them, smiling slightly at the memory of him being dubbed King of the mamono world- precisely what he wanted. It was a moment she had always doubted she would reach; she considered herself too weak and pathetic to make it that far... But everything had gone as planned, for the only time in her life. For once, she felt she wasn't a failure, that she had something to be proud of.

Even Brago could admit that.

_And I'm trying to believe the things that I don't know_

_The turning of the world- the colour of your soul_

_That love could kill the pain; the truth is never vain_

_It turns strangers into lovers, and enemies to brothers_

_Just say you understand..._

_I never..._

_Had this planned..._

Her falling in love with the demon hadn't exactly been a pleasant experience. There were times she could have burnt his book herself and never regret it, and yet there were times when he was the only reason she was still functioning. His appearance had changed her outlook on life; it had given her a purpose to strive for...

And strive she did. No matter the circumstances or the consequences, Sherry gave everything she had into the spells, ever last bit of emotion- the 'strength from within.' Brago would occasionally praise her for it with a 'well done' or 'you're improving,' but he never ceased to follow it up with a critique.

It seemed to hit her all at once that she had fallen for her partner, and that conclusion was, more than likely, the fire that gave her enough power to finish off the remaining mamono (which wasn't an easy task). She had told him of her love at the very last possible moment, right before he vanished into his world for good. He hadn't acted surprised or angry, but nonchalant- as if he had already figured it out. Her hand had brushed against his face, covered in small scars from the many attacks he had shielded her from. And then- he vanished.

_My head lies to my heart, but my heart it still believes_

_Oh, it seems the ones who love us are the ones who we deceive_

_You're changing everything..._

_You're changing everything..._

_In me..._

Touching the tips of her fingers against the cold glass, Sherry couldn't help but smile softly. Not only had she altered him, he had given her love- the one thing she had been deprived of ever since her childhood...

And for that, she would continue to love him...

Forever.

_And now, now that you're near_

_There's nothing more without you..._

_Without..._

_You here..._

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**NOTE: Hee. This one was more fun than the last one. :3 Expect lotsa one/two-shots from me. They're really good for curing boredom, writer's block, and letting out emotion.**

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Now That You're Gone by EtherealSinger


Sanctuary of Innocence

******Fresh dew was on the blades of grass at the schoolyard. Several kids were playing tag and other outdoor activities. A small group of kids huddle around a near dead beaten, some of them laughs as the other kids just looked around. The young boy called out a spell which made his wounds recover. He stood back up looking at the kids.**

**"Told you no matter how many times I'm beaten down my spell always make me better" the youngster chuckled.**

**The other kids roll their eyes.**

**"Face it Danny you can only use it like what 5 times plus you're power is not that strong" one of the older school kids told him.**

**"Yes it is I can recover easily" Danny protested.**

**One of the older Mamodo children pushed him down in dirt. Danny sat up seeing his classmates laughing, Danny wanted to punch them but didn't want to get into trouble by the teachers.**

**"Face it you're a loser who can't keep his mouth shut" one of the kids told him flicking his forehead.**

**"Hey! Leave him alone" a voice was heard.**

**They turn to see a female Mamodo, who looked around the age of 9 or 10. She walked passed the bullies looking down at Danny, she held her hand out for his. He at first show a sign of protesting, but he took her hand. It was soft and warm. She pulls him up as they go a good look at each other. **

**Danny didn't know what to think he blushed a little not so much that others can't see. They heard the bell ring meaning it's class time. He looked at her more.**

**"Thank you" he told her**

**She smiles "You're welcome" she giggles.**

**Before he could ask for her name she left. He wanted to go after her but one of the teacher pulled him by the ear not pleased that he'll miss class. The once pain on his ear didn't brother him he just watched the girl walking away until she was out of his sight. His little heart was beating a little. Sure he doesn't act like this around other girls, but why here. **

**As the day goes by slowly, Danny wasn't listening to the teacher and was spacing out thinking about the girl who stood up for him even though he could do it himself. The school let out as he was running around the area looking for the girl. He knew he had to be home but this was important. After an hour of looking he sighs.**

**"Maybe I'll never see her again" he thought to himself as he kicked the dirt off the ground.**

**He started walking home until he saw her standing there with three children and three adults. She looked upset as the children were behind her.**

**"You promise us the money if we work here pay up" she said to the adult.**

**"I did pay you little girly" One of the adults crosses his arms.**

**"No you didn't you paid half of what you promise" she said.**

**The other adult grab her shirt lifting her up "Listen here little miss sunshine we pay you what we pay you" he told her blowing smoke in her face.**

**Cherish wave her hands to clear the smoke. She glared at the adult trying to get free from his grip. Danny found a pebble and threw it at the adult's head. They turn to see the young Mamodo.**

**"Hey you put her down" he demanded, knowing his mouth would get him into trouble.**

**The adult drops her hard as she landed on the ground. Hey threw the money that they own them and left. Danny ran over making sure she was ok and not hurt. He got another look at her. He blushed a little more.**

**"Are you ok?" Danny asked her as he helped her up.**

**Cherish looked at him she nodded as she got up thanks to him. She looked at the children who were gathering p the money that was on the floor. Danny doesn't understand. He turn his intentions back at Cherish.**

**"I didn't get a chance to thank you for back there I'm Danny" he said with pride.**

**"You're welcome nice to meet you Danny I'm Cherish" she said with a giggle.**

**They shook hands. For a brief moment they felt something like something made them feel like something in there hearts. Their hands parted.**

**"So what's with the money?" he asked.**

**"Oh well we're all orphans and we work for the adults around here. They work so hard it makes me happy" she stated.**

**Danny felt shocked. How can a girl and the kids like them be orphans? He wanted to know, but knows better then to ask. The children looked so happy and looking up to Cherish, like she is a hero. Danny rub the back of his neck.**

**"Hey um I know this is lame but mind if I walk you back I don't have to be home my mother will understand" he said to her.**

** "Sure" Cherish replied.**

**Danny, Cherish and the children were walking to her town which wasn't to far from his town. He just kept glancing at her his heart felt a little weak. Cherish felt the same. After awhile they made it. Her home wasn't fancy or a dump. Has she been working on this home for awhile, There where more kids? Danny felt lucky to have family but felt bad that they have no family to look after them. All the children depend was on Cherish.**

**"Hey I have to go see you sometime?" He asked her.**

**"Sure Danny" kissed his cheek "Stay out of trouble" she said.**

**He blushed hard while walking away. What was that for he thought as he went home? He felt happy to know her a little more. Who knows maybe they'll be closer as they grow up or forget about each other. Only time will tell.**

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Sanctuary of Innocence by kelcher


The Path They Chose

Summary: They knew they couldn't be together, no matter how hard they tried. So cherishing the moments they had together before their separation was all they could do. Wonrei X Li-En.

This is just a quick one-shot I thought of after watching a certain episode of Zatch Bell/Konjiki no Gash Bell. -cough cough- Anyways, I hope you enjoy it. It's supposed to take place some time before everyone heads out to the final battle against Zofis. I'm not quite sure what episode it is, because I just started to watch this show because of my addicting to Wonrei & Li-En, but I know it's before episode 137. I know the anime is that far, but there are only Mandarin subtitles or no subtitles, so it's pretty hard to find the episodes.

Well, anyways, enough of my rambling. Here's the story!

**Disclaimer: I do not own Zatch Bell/Konjiki no Gash Bell. If I did, Wonrei and Li-En would have a bigger part, and the ending to the series would have been a little different.
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The Path They Chose:

The sun was setting, causing the sky to change from a blue colour to orange and red. Even the clouds morphed from gray to pink, reflecting the warmth they salvaged when it was cold. The wind weaved through the opened doors and windows, singing of the tragedies that struck the town. The streets were empty, mostly because the town had been evacuated so everyone could hide from the enemies. Milordo-Z, or Zofis, as he was called, planned to become the Mamodo King by any means necessary. It was up to a small group of people left, book owners and Mamodos, to stop him before he succeeded.

They had all just finished a meeting, where they discussed the final battle they would begin the next day when everyone was prepared. Kiyo explained that everyone was to get out alive, no matter what. But Wonrei countered, saying how the most important priority was that Zofis was destroyed. He continued, stating how the Mamodo must protect the humans, because the humans would die, while the Mamodos would be sent back to the Mamodo World. Kiyo went to interrupt, but Li-En subtly shook her head, motioning him to stop. Kiyo, being the only one who saw the gesture, obliged and decided it was best.

The door to the patio slowly slid open, squeaking as if to inform everyone else someone was walking outside. Li-En slowly closed the door behind her and let out a breath of relief when she realized nobody heard her. She changed her clothing from the red dress and light pink pants. Instead, she wore a red chinese top with yellow lining and baggy red pants, with matching red slippers. Her hair remained up in the same two buns, covered by pink and red (A/N: I don't know what they're called. So sue me). Her bangs fluttered in the wind, tickling her forehead. Li-En knew she was going to be alone eventually, and she knew she needed to get used to it. But she couldn't, because she had the temptation. She knew he was there, and both of them knew he would find her and help her when she needed it.

Wonrei was a Mamodo, only there because he needed to destroy and burn the books of other Mamodos to become the king. When his purpose was over, he would leave her and return to his world. She knew that. He knew that. There was nothing the other could do to change their destiny. They could pray as much as they wanted, or wish on a shooting star or on a birthday candle, but everything was in vain. Their paths were set, and they could not escape it.

"Li-En," Wonrei's voice came, as chilling and cool as the air. "Are you okay?"

Li-En slowly turned around and smiled, trying to hide her worry. "Of course," she replied in her usual chirpy voice. "Why are you out here?"

"I didn't feel like sleeping, so I decided to come out here," he replied casually. "I didn't know you were still awake as well."

"Mmhmm," she hummed as he walked up to the balcony and leaned on his crossed arms. Li-En bent over and placed her elbows on the ledge, cupping her cheeks with her hands.

Wonrei raised an eyebrow. He knew Li-En for a long time. He could tell when she was lying, and when she was telling the truth. He didn't want to pry, because he didn't want her to break down like before. Every time she shed a tear, he felt something crush his chest; every time they remembered their undeniable destination, he felt the walls cave in. "Li-En," Wonrei said uncomfortably, unsure of how to continue his sentence.

"Are you worried about tomorrow?" she cut in softly, delicately tracing circles in the wood with her right index finger. "Please be truthful."

"Honestly, I am worried about tomorrow," Wonrei answered truthfully. "Zofis and the other Mamodo are extremely powerful, and we must be physically and mentally prepared for everything. But the thing I am worried about is losing you." He clenched his fists and lowered his head so his eyes were covered by shadows. "If my book is burned, I'll be sent back to the Mamodo World. End of story. But if you die...you're gone forever, and your life is over. I don't want to do that to do. I don't want you to die because I got you into this competition."

"It was my choice," Li-En insisted, grabbing one of his closed fists warmly. "I wanted to fight by your side, and I still do. Because I love you, Wonrei. You made me feel like I was worth something, so I owe you back dearly."

This only made Wonrei feel even more guilty. Knowing Li-En would just throw her life away like that to make his dream come true made him feel even worse. "You don't have to do this, Li-En. You don't owe me anything." _Because it is I who owes you everything,_ he inwardly added.

"But I want to stay by your side, Wonrei!" she said sternly with a serious look on her face. "Without you, I would just be having a normal life. A life where boys would keep dumping me after they found out who my father was. A life where nothing was worth it, where I was living a lie, alone."

Both had thought about what it would be like if neither had met each other. Wonrei thought Li-En would have a happier life, a safer life, where she would live as normal people do. She wouldn't have to be afraid of getting hurt, or leaving her family to go on a dangerous journey. She would find another man to marry, and have no problems. But most importantly, she wouldn't have fallen in love with someone she could never be with. She wouldn't have her heart broken in a way that it could never be repaired.

Li-En thought of her life as hell if she didn't meet Wonrei. Of course, she wouldn't know what she was missing, because she wouldn't have known he existed. But still. And she had no regret whatsoever about meeting him. Even if her heart was to shatter in millions of fragments, she was happy to have experienced love as pure as what they shared than to have experienced nothing.

But neither told the other of the reflection.

"It hurts, though," Li-En said suddenly, her voice blatantly cracking from the strain in her throat. She choked back her tears that one time, because there was really no point in crying. Her crying would become more painful as they shared memories together, which was the hardest part. Happy moments caused them pain, but they couldn't help themselves. "We won't be able to be together."

And for once in his life, Wonrei was the one to embrace Li-En. He brought her into his strong arms, and she buried her head in his chest, silent tears dropping onto his blue chinese top. "As long as I live on in your heart, I will be happy," he said softly, fighting back tears of his own.

"Thank you, Wonrei, for freeing me from my cage."

They stood there for what seemed like an eternity, embracing each other and counting the seconds. He brought her in even closer, as if shielding her from anything that would come.

And he did...because the next day...

Wonrei died, protecting Li-En.

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I don't want to spoil anything that actually happens, so I won't say what parts I made up and what parts are actually from the anime. I hope you liked it! (I think this is the shortest Author's Note I've ever written! -throws confetti-)

Review 3!

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The Path They Chose by Alusy