Konichiwa! Ash-chan here! I just finished watching Akame ga Kill, and as decided to write an ending the way I wish it ended. There is too much sadness in this fandom we need light. Just in case some of you don't know 'Tadaima' means 'I'm here' or 'I'm home' and 'Okaeri' means 'Welcome back' or 'Welcome home'. That's all. Enjoy!

It was over. It was all done. Esdeath stepped forward, saying something about how it was her time to die. But as soon as Akame saw where she was going, she flung herself forward, pointing Murasame and Esdeath's throat.

"No! Don't go anywhere near him! Don't touch Tatsumi!" she yelled.

Esdeath stepped back, surprised, but then smiled.

"As to be expected, by someone whose love for him rivals mine." she stated.

She took another step towards Tatsumi's limp body, but Akame intercepted her again.

"Leave him alone!" she screamed, anger, sadness, and pure unadulterated rage flowing off of her. The marks left on her body after she played her trump card seemed to glow with reinvigorated energy.

"Ah. I see you aren't going to let me past, and a sneak attack most obviously won't work on you. I commend you Akame. It seems I am the one who is weak."

And with that, Esdeath crouched on the ground and covered herself in ice. Akame watched as it exploded into small, sparking, flakes, marking the death of feared and revered General Esdeath.

The soldiers around her began to come to and ran off, looking to save citizens who had been trapped under rubble or were severely injured. When everyone was gone, when she was the sole remainder standing in a battlefield splashed with blood and death, that was when Akame broke down. She fell to her knees and screamed, her voice carrying the sorrow of losing so many, of losing…Tatsumi. She remembered his smile, the one that told her he was living, he was okay, and that ignited enough happiness in her to live on. She looked towards the sky, tears cascading down her face when she heard it. A voice. A voice she had come to love so much.

"Ak-kame," he said, his words being sliced with gasps. "Ta-tadaima," he choked out.

She rose off her position on the ground slowly, turning to look, not daring to hope but miserably failing.

"Tat…Tatsumi?" she asked tentatively, her voice shaking, "Tatsumi?!"

"Tadai," he coughed, "Tadaima."

"Tatsumi!" she shrieked and ran to the spot where he lay, covered in blood, his breath coming in short, shallow gasps.

"Tatsumi!" she cried, on her knees again as tears streamed down her face and soaked the hair of the barely alive man underneath her.

One more time he said, "Tadaima." More clarity now, he was drawing in a bit more breath, but his grunt as he shifted his leg was enough for Akame to know the intense amount of pain he was in.

"Okaeri." she sobbed out, wearing a tear-lit smile. She turned and pulled a flare symbol and threw it into the air, the bright red glow insisting a medic come immediately. So she sat there and cried joyful tears onto the already blood-soaked Tatsumi, who gave her a small smile, his body worn and broken, her name and that one word being all he could manage in his current state. In the near distance, Akame heard the sure sound of a medic squad coming, shouts of "They're over there!" reaching her ears. As the soldiers of the Revolutionary Army swarmed around them, ordering stretchers and careful hands to lift the near dead boy off the dirt and get him some help, Akame whispered to him one word.

"How?"

And his reply brought on a fresh new bout of tears.

"Becuase. I couldn't break my promise to you."

Aaand end. I'm going to upload another chapter. It was originally only one, but it got long so I decided to split it. The next one's definitely longer :D Thanks for reading! Arigato!