A/N: The Jerza week had begun! Hooray! Well, not really, it starts in a week from now, but today is the bonus day and guess what, I have a story written for it! :D (It's a bit bitter sweet, but it's Jerza, so...)

I'm really excited to see all the entries! Our babies deserve a little attention, considering they have close to none in the manga... (At least our poor little fugitive)

Anyway, I wrote stories for all prompts, except the last one, but I'm sure I'll write it soon! All the stories variate in length and quality, but I do hope you'll enjoy them! :)

And now, without further ado, I present you:

Bonus Day

Prompt: Tomorrow

Word count: 986

Lying beside her was the best feeling in the world, better than anything he could have hoped for. Feeling the softness of her skin against his, listening to her breath and her heartbeat… It brought him so much joy. Her scarlet tresses lay messily on her pillow, on his chest, and though now closed, her eyes that hold so much love make him feel like the happiest man on Earth. This woman, this goddess is his to hold, and he is hers to keep. Their love was so tragic, it was so painful, but it was theirs and it was beautiful and indestructible. If they tried to tear his heart open and leave it to bleed, it would still beat for her, forever and always. These feelings he had could never be destroyed, no matter what destiny threw their way. He knew he didn't deserve her, he tried to stay away, but in the end he always returned to her, unable to leave her side for too long. He loved her too much – sometimes, he was afraid he suffocated her.

But she accepted him with open arms, even though he had, at one time, become a monster she had to defeat. Her warm embrace was his only home, the only place he felt safe in. His heart belonged to her, and she kept it protected, away from prying eyes, away from the cruel reality. She gave him everything. He would give her even more.

The first time he allowed himself to touch her, if only for a fleeting moment, he realized that for him, there was no escape. But it was not too late for her; she could still back away, she could still leave and pretend they never happened, they never existed, and tomorrow, she could move on with her life. Stubborn as she was, she refused that. She gave him some space. She kept away. But never once did she intend to leave him for good. They were strange, the two of them – it was as if destiny purposely brought them together, only to cruelly tear them apart every time. But she had hope that one day, they'd win, or at least fate would leave them alone, and she was right. Somehow, they met again, and again, and again, and one day, it just happened. They weren't him and her anymore. They were them, and they were happy. So happy, he feared everyday that something would take her away, that he would be left without her again, and he could not survive that, not now, after he finally had her within an arm's reach.

So every day, he lived in fear, and every night, he prayed that his earlier wishes are never heard. The tomorrow he so desperately wanted for her, now he dreaded.

He never wanted tomorrow to come.

…

Lying beside him was a feeling she craved since long ago, on all those cold nights she thought about him, and worried for him. She knew he didn't want her to care, but there was no way she could fight that. This blue haired man, this stubborn, stupid man she loved, always put her before him, but he didn't know that she put him before herself, as well. She spent so many days dreading, fearing, hoping that she'd somehow be able to meet him, to push those sickening thoughts of his demise away. And now, now that she had him, there, next to her, now that she could feel his heartbeat beneath her palm, that she could smell his unique scent, that she could see the content smile on his face, now, she was truly at ease. He was there and he was safe. Even better, he was hers. For so long she had to hide her feelings, she was overjoyed she could finally share them, with him. The only man she could ever love, the only one who would ever posses her heart, the one she needed, and the one that needed her.

His useless attempts at staying away and letting her go only further strengthened her feelings for him, and made her resolve of being patient stronger. She was stubborn as well – more than he knew – and she decided that two could play that game. He decided it was best for her to be away from him? Fine, all she had to do was prove him otherwise. So she waited, and waited, and waited for a tomorrow when he would realize they couldn't be one without the other. And when that tomorrow came, oh, when it finally came, she grabbed it with both her hands and held onto it like a lifeline – because in a way, it was. And when all of his defenses crumbled down before her, she forced her way into his life, and she decided she was there to stay, not just as a memory, but as a constant, as something he couldn't live without. She loved him despite anything, and he had to accept that, because she didn't care if she was being clingy – he was hers, and she would cling as much as she wanted.

Now, after their happiness finally came, and they were together at last, she couldn't wait to see what more did the future have in store for them. She knew there would be many more hardships to face, but she could feel it in her heart that they would get through them even stronger than they were before. She doubted that their love could grow any further, as it was already as big as the world, but there was no doubt in her mind that it could become even stronger, and it would become stronger, and every new day they faced would only bring them closer to their happily ever after.

So she patiently waited, once again, with unbreakable faith in their bright future.

She couldn't wait for tomorrow to come again.