A/N: Hello. I'm in a dark mood. I wanted to write a darker story so I did. Enjoy. Well, it's more like a drabble really.

Sword art online. The crimson liquid.

Blood. Blood was red. Blood was sticky. Blood smelled weird. Blood tasted weird. Blood was essential.

Blood poured out of Kazuto's lover right before his eyes, the ground was a puddle of blood. Her pupils were tiny, she was shaking horribly, that crimson liquid trickled down her forehead and all Kazuto could do was cry. Cry for help. Cry as he rang for an ambulance. Cry out as tears fell and splashed on her nose. She smiled faintly, before she blacked out. The car number stained with her blood was dented from the anger Kazuto had vented once she was on the ambulance, it was his fault, the drivers fault and also partly Asuna's fault. He blamed himself the most, but he kicked the car anyway.

He hated the hospital, it held too many bad memories. He could hear the soft beeping of the machine that kept his love alive. He could here the chattering of doctors as they hurried around passing tools for the surgery. Every so often he heard the buzzing of a saw and the cracking of a bone. He heard the breathing of the other patients in the other rooms, he smelled the sterile hospital smell he was so used to. But now... Now. He cried. He wanted to shoot himself in the head. He wanted to end this waiting any way he could. He wanted Asuna back.

But fate wouldn't give her back, so he waited. Twiddling his thumbs thinking about any way he could've possibly saved her front he speeding car.

They had been chasing each other, well, Kazuto was chasing her. She ran onto road thinking it was clear, only to be hit by a speeding car driven by a man that was under the influence. The back of her head slammed against a van parked on the pavement and she slid slowly down, trailing blood down the back of the van.

The image made him shiver.

"Kazuto!" His friends arrived. Lisbeth, Silica, Agil, Klein and Sinon. The first people to receive the call.

"We're so sorry... After everything you've been through." Kazuto didn't care. He didn't want their sympathy. He just wanted Asuna. He sat there, emotionless, like a doll staring forwards, thinking about the event. His friends were shaking him, shouting in his ear, but he saw and heard nothing. All he could see was Asuna, and her blood. Her red, sticky, strangely beautiful blood.

The doctor allowed them to enter once the surgery was over, he walked in to see his wife. She was only just conscious. He listened to the doctor with teary eyes as he explained due to internal bleeding and brain damage she only had a few hours to live... So make it count.

He laid his head on her chest sobbing as she stroked the back of his head, crying too. The others watched silently, but they didn't care. This was all the had left. Not long after Asuna's relatives arrived, but they stood at the side, allowing Kazuto his final goodbye.

"Fate is cruel... We survived the death game but I couldn't protect you from a car."

"It isn't your fault and do not blame yourself." Asuna turned to her friends. "Can you all do me a favour?"

They all nodded.

"Don't let him kill himself, someone watch him for the first few months after I pass away."

Kazuto looked up.

"You can't do that! I want to come with you!"

"Stay with Yui." Kazuto opened his mouth to retaliate but promptly shut it.

"I love you. IloveyouIloveyouIloveyouIloveyou." He repeated into her chest.

She giggled and smiled lightly.

"Don't go... Please... Please honey... Don't leave me alone." He sobbed and allowed the rest of the tears to fall.

"I'm always with you Kazuto. Always. Ok?"

"No... It's not ok... I want to hold you in my arms, kiss you... be with you..."

"But this is what we have, so we deal with it. I love you, so much."

"I-I... Why?" He looked up and kissed her passionately.

"Because life said so."

They group sat watching as the hours ticked by and Asuna's death grew ever closer. Kazuto didn't move from his position, kneeling at her bed, embracing her tightly, every so often pulling back to kiss her.

Until her breath began to slow.

"Nonononono! You are not going!"

"I am Kirito-kun. I am. I love you all, you have been my greatest friends! Kazuto. I love you more than life itself, so please, please live. Live for me?"

"I... I will. I will buy the cottage we talked about and get Yui into real life... I'll follow you up someday." Kazuto sobbed.

"I... L-love... You..." Her heartbeat slowed.

"No... Please..." He cried, gripping her hand.

"Goodbye." She went limp in his arms. The heartbeat monitor emitted one long beep as her life was severed.

~Many hours later.

Each of his friends left Kazuto with a pat on the back, sobbing as they took off. "May she rest in peace." Klein said as he left.

Her cold limp hand was still in Kazuto's as he cried out, screaming at the top of his lungs. He longed to see something, anything that could be a sign of life, but nothing, she was dead. There was no other way of putting it. If it wasn't for the promise he made he would have killed himself there and then. Eventually eben her relatives left, leaving Kazuto alone. He slept on that chair, dreaming about every single happy memory they had together. And now, life had taken away the very thing he lived for.

A/N: Not my normal kind of thing eh? Quite depressing really. Well, if you wanted a dark story, here it is.