A/N: Another short chapter but I haven't had much time to think on this story yet. Its got a nice little twist to it so if you liked the first chapter you'll like this one. Still no Alle/Halle in it but it will come soon. I'd tell you why there's none yet, but that'd spoil the story.

Until I breathe no more

Allelujah/Hallelujah

Chapter 2: Snow

Allelujah continued to walk, his mind silent since he needed to concentrate on walking on his injured foot. Focus on moving forward when it seemed impossible. Focus on—"Hallelujah, why?" He questioned as they continued to walk, the air only growing crisp by the moment. "Why doesn't everything seem to happen like this?"

He got no response and just left the question open. They had been walking for hours since they left camp. "It might snow. You love the snow." He spoke trying to get the other to speak. "You like it because it represents death."

Hallelujah still did not respond; he felt so lonely because of this. Was Hallelujah that mad at him for this that he was not going to speak anymore? Allelujah sighed and then took one step and crumbled to the ground in pain. Something snapped. He cried out loudly and felt the ground below. He needed to walk, but was in so much pain all of a sudden that he found it hard to move.

Then if things couldn't seem to get any worse, something cold and moist touched his face. He blinked and then turned his head to see a soft white snowflake flutter from the sky and down to the ground at which he laid. This wasn't good, it wasn't good at all.

"Hallelujah, wake up." He said. "Get up. Do something. Respond." He panicked. There was something very wrong. Hallelujah wasn't responding to him. Not even to give him an 'I told you so'. "HALLELUJAH!" he cried out. But still nothing, and as the hours passed by the snow started to fall in a larger quantity and faster. It wasn't long and he could feel himself lose consciousness not only from the pain, but from the coldness that surrounded him.


There was a soft scent of cinnamon. He found himself waking up in a warm bed inside a home. "Where…?" He asked and then closed his eyes once more. "Allelujah…" He muttered and then woke back up throwing his body forward in an upright position. "ALLELUJAH?" He questioned glancing around.

Something was terribly wrong. Why wasn't the male responding to him? Where was he and better yet why was he in a house? Hallelujah was so confused, he was so lost. He turned his head and caught a glimpse of a mirror, which sent the green haired male for a spin because he didn't see himself in the mirror, he saw his other, still laying there unconscious.

Hallelujah moved to get out of the bed and realized that his foot no longer hurt either. "What…?" He asked and made his way over to the mirror, placing both hands on the mirror. "Allelujah?" He questioned as he continued to stair through.

Suddenly a figure appeared behind him and wrapped its arms around the male. "What's wrong?" It asked. "Aren't you happy here?"

Hallelujah jumped at the sounds of the others voice, turning he could see it was a female, now lying on the floor. "Damn straight I'm not happy. What did you do to Allelujah?" The tempered male growled at female before him. "Where the hell am I?"

"You are safe in my home. And so is Allelujah, if that's his name." She spoke and then picked herself up and proceeded to wrap her arms around the muscular male. "Please, he's safe. Stay with me." She said and then glanced up at the male. "Can't you see that he is resting peacefully in the bed?" She pointed to the mirror.

Hallelujah took one more glimpse at the mirror and then felt his own consciousness fade. Soon he slipped under and passed out in the female's arms, she grinned and carried him back to bed.


When Allelujah woke up, he for some reason felt so cold, and yet he was inside a building. He glanced around and noticed a mirror that just stood out. In the reflection he could see his other, sleeping. But it hurt way too much to try and get up, or he was too cold to. 'Hallelujah…' he thought silently to himself as he found himself reaching out to him…