Shark sighed as he walked down the street. He had a lot on his mind recently and just didn't want to be at his house, what with his dad being a really bad drunk, and the fact that he's an alcoholic not making that fact better.

As be walked down the path, he heard a scream of pain, from the direction behind him.

The purplet turned around, just to see Yuma stumble out of the bushes, covered in blood, a river of the red liquid trailing down his head, right leg with a bit of a limp as he stepped forward.

"Yuma!" He shouted, his tone of voice portraying how worried and scared he's feeling. Shark started to walk towards the other.

Yuma had looked up as he heard his name, and you could hear the relief in his voice as he called out to the other in a whisper, "Shark...", before his eyes rolled back into his head and he started to fall forward.

Shark gasped as he saw Yuma collape and ran the last few paces in order to catch the other as he fell.

The purplet didn't know what to do. He thought about taking his friend to the hospital, but it was too far and it might be to late by then.

As Shark was about to give up and take him to hospital, he remembered how Yuma lived around here.
He picked up his black and pink haired friend bridal style and rushed to the address he could vagely, but acurately, remember.

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... i have no idea if this is good or shit so im gonna asume its both... mindddd flipppp... yeah... that will probably turn out to be sharkbaitshipping. The pairing of Shark and yuma. However, if anyone has any ideas, feel free to PM me or leave a review.