(Rin's POV.)
I looked at him with swollen red eyes. He didn't look good. He had bruises and strong scattered everywhere on his body. His one hand was still on my shoulder. He had swallowed the other one around his stomach. There I saw that he had the Millennium ring. But I didn't care about that right now. He was totally curved in front of me. Like he's about to lose consciousness.

I beat my hands in front of my mouth. I couldn't believe it yet. ‚Is it really him?'
"Oh, my God... Is it really you? I've been looking for you all the time. I thought you were... you were..." I broke off. I didn't mean to say it.
"I'd be dead?" he added me. And looked at me very hard. I just nodded. He started smiling. Even if it was just a little weak smile. It was there. "To kill me, it needs more than just a few stone skins." He still said that it was not averted from me.

I still couldn't believe it. He stood in front of me. The one I've been looking for all the time. The one I missed so incredibly. The one I almost lost.

Then I did something I was very surprised about myself and never expected me. Out of a reflection, I just hugged him. I didn't care what he would think of it. I needed this. I didn't want to let him go anymore. I held him as I could. My head begged on his shoulder. I cried. I cried again. I didn't know a person could cry so much.

I expected him to push me away any minute. But he didn't. He stood there. Without moving. He let it go. He didn't push me away. So I kept hugging him. Kept him as tight as I could. Like he's getting taken away from me any minute. I didn't care if I just crashed him. My face on his shoulder leaked tears through the red fabric. I felt his warmth. She was so pleasant. All my stress and the excitement all went missing in one blow. I was so firmly pressing on her that I felt the cold metal of the Millennium ring that pushed against my stomach. But that did not bother me at all.

The warmth he made made me feel comfortable. I felt safe. So damn safe and secure. I didn't want to let him go anymore. Never again. I smelled his smell. That one too calmed me. I still held him. Pushed me as hard on him as I could and cry. I'm crying so hard. It was like a desperate scream sometimes. I just couldn't believe it. He was alive. And I'm with you. I didn't care that he didn't answer it. I didn't care that he was just standing there. I just didn't want to let him go anymore. I was afraid he could disappear. But he didn't push me away. He let the touch. He didn't push me away.

But before I could say something, I felt the body of Bakura sacked together. I held him. He stopped him from shooting on the hard stone floor. He must have been too exhausted. I put it on my back with last strength and dragged us to a nearby oasis. I slowly dropped him down on the ground under a palm tree.

Now he was lying there. The one I just stamped dead. I've been eyeing him. He had strong wounds everywhere. No wonder he lost his consciousness. Most of the wounds I saw, I just cleaned and connected. But there were wounds that had been infected by now. They were very deep. But I should have burned her out, and I wouldn't want to do that while he was unconscious.

I didn't know how it was about the wounds on his back, which were caused by the whips. I'd have to take off his red coat to look at her more closely. But somehow, I felt weird about it when I thought about it. But I had to. Not that any more ignites are going to be. So I carefully set up his body and took his coat off. I felt the heat rise in my head. "What is wrong with me?"

I had to have the wounds, but I couldn't see anything worrying. I just had to exchange the bandages and clean the wounds by slowly pouring cold water out of the oasis over the wounds. Just like I did with his other wounds.

When I ended, he was overshadowed by associations on the ground. The whole body of the body was tense. You barely recognized skin. Just put a few more. Only the Millennium ring stabbed out of the many white. I put on his coat again and I took care of my hands.

I also connected this one. With a loud sigh, I settled next to the sleeping Bakura. I felt the exhaustion and how exhausted I was.

I was shaking his peaceful, relaxed face. Only the scar on his face disturbed that sight. But the scar was not disgusting. On the contrary. It made him look strong. I liked that sight. A slight smile sneaked on my lips.

Unwise, I slit over his cheek with my hand attached. "He's not dead. He didn't die! He's alive! He's here with me. I didn't lose it." I kept going through my head. After a few minutes, I took my hand off him again and lay me down next to him. It's been day, but I've been looking for us a shady place.

I barely lay on the floor, I felt the tiredness pulled on me. I didn't fight it, and I slept in while Bakura was next to me.

Bakura's view

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Blackness. The only thing I saw. Only once in a while, a voice came to me. 'COME ON!' i heard someone call. Who? Who's gonna come back?

I knew the voice. But who was she from again? Was it Rin? Why was she screaming? Who was she screaming for? After me? Why would she? I'm sure she left when I went into the shrine. Why would she stay there? Like every person, she probably wanted that. I could understand that. Any person would look for that far from my sight or when I broadcast. I didn't mind it either. I'm fine. I've been a loner my whole life. And I was happy. You couldn't trust anyone. They all fall in your back. Everyone follows their own selfish targets. But what can I say about it? I'm such a person myself. So it couldn't be her voice. She must have disappeared after she noticed I was gone. And yet... she was worried. She's been watched. Did she really leave?

The voice sounded very much like her. And she was so full of grief and pain. You could hear that out. But why? Why was she so full of grief and pain? And then those words "come back." she meant me? Should I come back? I'm here. Or am I not? And why does she want me to come? I thought she had all the pain. I felt guilty. I know this is unusual for me. I declared myself completely sick. But there was something. A need. I just had to save her from death. I didn't want to let her die.

So why would I come back? Was I gone? I fought Mahado and then everything collapsed.

She thinks I'm dead! I'm not dead, but I couldn't make her know. I was just black around me. I just felt cold around me and a hard underground.

Then I heard that voice again. "MY SCHULD!" your fault? What's her fault? She sounded so desperate. Why?

I didn't know. I had to find out. Your voice was so close. Like she's close. I tried to curb myself out of this darkness that surrounded me.
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I started opening my eyes. My body hurt. I didn't mean to get up, let alone move. But I wanted to know what it was with the voice. I got up. Now, a painful stitch pulled through my body. I curved myself and held an arm around my stomach. Then I'm so amazing that I had the ring now. Thanks to the good mahado.

But I didn't let myself stop from this pathetic pain. I rose my head and I looked around. There were rubbles everywhere. The sky was diving into a scarlet red. And about 10 meters away, she sat. There was Rin, and he sat in a stone. I'm starting to go her way. Every step hurt. But I ignored it.

As closer as I came to her, the more I could see from her. She had begged her head into her hands. And her shoulders twitched over and over again. Like she's crying? Did she really cry? And their hands... they were totally bloody and blue. Did she try to find me? I couldn't imagine that.

Now I stood right in front of her. But she still seemed to notice me. She wore the black coat, which has been totally dirty by now. Then I heard her whispering, "It's my fault." she said with a broken voice and sobbing on. "What is her fault? Did she really think I was dead? And that it would be her fault?" To get her attention, I put my hand on her shoulder.

She twisted up right now. And seemed to have stopped crying. But she didn't make any institutions lift her head. So I tried to speak. Even though I didn't feel able to do that right now. "What is your fault?" i asked.

Rucking her head and looking at me. Their otherwise deep blue eyes were red and strong. "My God, had she been crying all the time?" She looked at me in disbelief. Like I'm a ghost. I suggested her strong eye rings as a clue that she was up all night. Had she been looking for me all night?

Suddenly she kept both hands in front of her mouth. Looked at me in a shattery manner. You could see tears in her eyes again. I just didn't understand. Why did she react like that? She stumbled with a scratching voice and said, "Oh, my God... is it really you? I've been looking for you all along. I thought you were... you were..."
She broke off. Just looking at me. I added them to "I'm dead?" i asked her to finish her question. She nodded. Really. She was actually looking for me all night. The fact made me smile. I never expected that from me. "To kill me, it takes more than just a few rock skins." I gave me a moment. And took my hand off her shoulder.

Then silence was quiet. We just looked at each other. Suddenly, she took an initiative I never expected in my life. She was hanging her arms around me. Perplex like me was not stirred a muscle. I was just staring forward. She had her head on my shoulder and started crying. Your arms swallowed firmly around my body. Like she'd never let me go again.

I couldn't do anything. I just stood freezing around. I really didn't know about that. Physical proximity wasn't my field of expertise. On the contrary. I didn't know anything like that.

She cried and cried. Seemed not to stop. Still held me tight as if someone wanted to take me away from her. I felt the need to hug her too. But I didn't. Part of me kept saying no. Don't do it! She makes you weak!"

But I couldn't admit that her warmth calmed me. Relaxed me. I felt the exhaustion pulled on me. I didn't want to. But I couldn't do anything about it, so I lost consciousness in her arms.