A river of red, green, and crystal white, pouring from it's source, down a flattened plain, and becoming a waterfall at the plains' edge. Wait a moment, red white and green? Blood, bile and other fluids. And it wasn't a plain, it was a chest and torso, nor was it a source, it was a mouth. It was the mouth of one young Mr. Agiri Yamato, a 16 year old student from Tokyo. And the reason for this torrent of blood and other bodily fluids was the large, impossibly large blade piercing his chest. The sword belonged, if such a word applied, to his friend and once-upon-a-lifetime significant other: Rune. Or at least to the combined form of Rune and his Karakuri Doji Jealousy.

"Wh-what happened?" Rune stuttered.

"I used my last reserve of energy to rewind time from the last time this fight occurred to restart it with a marginally different outcome." Yamato, coughing wetly, announced, more blood spattering the view-window through which he saw everything when combined with Ultimo.

"What do you mean?" Rune demanded.

"Last time, Ultimo had his soul sphere broken and I rewound time to prevent this. But it looks like instead of Ulti's soul sphere, you got mine's." Yamato, chuckling darkly, replied. More blood, bile and other fluids pouring from his now ruined body.

"But what happened? How did this happen?" Rune was getting frantic.

"When you used the spider slayer on Ulti, I made him dodge, guess I wasn't fast enough." The combined form of Yamato and Ultimo began to shine and reform into two separate beings. One taller, the other smaller. Ultimo, quickly grabbed Yamato to steady him, but the weight of the young man was too much for the weakened Doji and the two fell. By now, the combined form of Jealousy and Rune was shining also and splitting. Rune ran over to his friend/beloved's side and began to weep.

"Ya-Yamato. Why? Why?" Rune cried out to Yamato, but could only gaze either at the young man's eye's or the large wound on his chest.

"Mas-Master? Yam-Yamato? Did Ulti do bad? Is that why Master did what he did? To run from Ulti?"

"I do not run from anyone. I'm sorry Ulti, really." Yamato's voice getting weaker as his body began to succumb to it's wounds

"But Yamato? Why are you running from me?" Rune pleaded with tears pouring down his face.

"I ain't runnin'."

"I love you Yamato, I really do, why couldn't you accept that and love me?"

"I..." Yamato never finished his sentence as death itself took him into his embrace.

"Ya-Yamato? Yamato~!"