Hey guys! As promised, this chapter should be coming out sometime in this, the month of October. If this isn't October anymore, I apologize but my birthday happened and things got WILD.

Anyways, thanks for all of the follows and favorites, each and every one of you who did have warmed my heart. The reviews have been great, but we need more. This chapter, unlike the other two is more than one day in the making, so it's going to be a bit longer!

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Kazuto laid on his back, looking up at the night sky. So much had happened in the last couple years, things he had never expected to happen. How had he gotten to this point? Asuna was laying next to him, somewhat snuggled up to him, her arm draped across his chest.

They had gotten out of the death game, and he had gotten her out of Alfheim several months ago. Their schooling had continued at the recovery school for all of the survivors, their physical rehabilitation was going well. He and Asuna had continued their relationship from within the game into the real world.

Kazuto was happy.

But something weighed heavily on him, something that he couldn't see. Despite having everything that he had longed for for so long, he still felt as if something was missing. Asuna was there, so that wasn't it, but what could it be. He looked around at all of the provisions they had brought for their camping trip, noting the tent and the sleeping bags they were currently laying on. They had their food, and their spare clothes.

He was missing his sword. In a way, he was missing the risk that came with being so exposed in the open like this. The risks that their relationship posed. Everything was perfect, and therefore was so out of place in the world that he had gotten so accustomed to.

Maybe he just wasn't meant to be happy in this world. Maybe he was destined to always only find his happiness in a virtual world.

Maybe it would have been better if he'd never made it back to this world.

The sound of tires skidding could be heard from probably a hundred feet away as Kazuto pulled the bars of his bike to try to avoid the truck coming. The truck's brakes screeched as they tried to stop the massive vehicle. Kazuto felt the bike slipping, and masterfully pulled himself atop the side that would be the top when it fell to the side.

The bike continued sliding in the direction of the truck, both moving toward each other far too quickly for him to do anything about it at this point. Just when the bike, and his body, were about to collide with the truck, he jumped up a bit, his legs just barely not clearing the hood of the truck, he force of his body smashing into the hood knocking the breath out of him as he slid across and onto the concrete on the other side.

Kazuto felt pain, real pain as he knew it to be, as he laid on the ground on the other side. Pushing himself up off the ground he looked at the driver, whose face was in pure shock at the accident. A few more screeching tires were heard, before another truck smashed the car behind the truck into it's rear. Kazuto shook the pain off, wiping his mouth lightly, and peering at the blood he found there.

Before anyone could get close enough to him, he took off running away from the scene, his head still jumbled due to both the trauma and the anger he was feeling. He ran, as quickly as he could down the familiar roads. He didn't know where he was intending to go, but he figured he'd just let his body lead the way. He could hear people shouting behind him, but he didn't listen to them, he just kept running.

Asuna looked at the screen, tears falling to the floor. It was so obvious that Kazuto had been involved in the crash, she couldn't help but be worried. She felt kind of responsible too, for if she hadn't been as insensitive as she had been, he wouldn't have stormed off the way he did.

She couldn't tell how long she had stood there, crying while looking at the news update on her phone, but it had been updated a few times to say that the driver of the motorcycle had still been unidentified, or found anywhere. Asuna kept reading, and could tell due to the accounts of eyewitnesses and people involved in the crash that it was indeed Kazuto.

Her phone dropped out of her hand, and shortly after she fell to her knees, her hair toppling over her shoulders in disarray. It was all getting to be too much for her today. She could feel her heartbeat accelerating, darkness closing in around her eyes, she couldn't calm herself down as she progressed further into a panic.

Before Asuna knew what she was doing she stood up, the wispy shadows still closing around her vision, and rushed towards the door. Throwing it open she didn't hesitate as she took off out of the opening. Due to the darkness corrupting her vision she couldn't tell that there was someone in her way, colliding with them and sending them both to the ground with her on top of them.

"Asuna.." She heard through the dull roar of her heart, and she rubbed her eyes to see the man who'd made her feel that way.

"Kirito-kun.." She muttered, taking note of the scrapes on his face and arms. Instead of relief that he was alive, her tears started flowing harder, dripping onto his face. "Kirito-kun, you idiot!" She cried, collapsing onto him, her face retreating into the crook of his neck to cry.

Kazuto had long forgiven her calling him Kirito irl. As she had called him that for several years, it was more natural to hear her say that instead of his actual name. The pain in his chest and legs was screaming, but for now he'd just let things stay the way they were.

After a few minutes Asuna sat up, pulling him up from the spot he was laying. "Kirito-kun you're hurt…" She muttered, wiping some of the blood off of his cheek. Kazuto looked into her eyes, before the tears started welling in his.

"Asuna… I'm sorry.. I.. I'm..." He was overcome by sobs before he could finish the thought he was trying to get out. His sobs grew louder as he felt himself being pulled into Asuna's arms, his face falling to it's usual spot on her chest.

"It hurts.." He muttered, and Asuna could not tell whether he was referring to his body or his soul. She committed to just holding him, at least until his tears stopped.

After their time on the front steps of her house in the rain, neither of them knew exactly how long it had been but they had both gotten quite cold due to the rain they were both ignorant to, Kazuto and Asuna went inside and dried themselves off.

"Off." Asuna said assertively while they were in the bathroom towelling their hair out. Asuna stood with her hips cocked, looking sternly at him.

"Neh? Wh- what are you saying, Asuna?" Kazuto replied quickly, a blush coming to his face. Asuna clearly struggled to maintain her composure as a blush came to her face quickly.

"You're shirt, Kirito-kun, take it off." She said, using the voice that strikes fear into even the strongest of swordsmen. Kazuto chuckled nervously, but otherwise obliged without complaint. He winced lightly as the fabric pulled at some raw skin on his torso.

Asuna's blush got even deeper as he started to pull off his shirt, she was shocked at the amount of muscle he had been hiding on his very lean body. The level of tone threatening to pull a gasp from her. "Kirito-kun…" She muttered, grabbing some medical supplies from the medicine cabinet.

Kazuto had just gotten his shirt off in time to feel her running her fingers along the raw skin on his side. "Ach!" He exclaimed, flinching under her fingers but doing his best not to move away. "Carefully, Asuna…" He said quietly, feeling her pull her fingers away lightly.

Before he had time to say anything else she was putting some sort of cream on the would-be wound. Relief was almost immediate, causing Kazuto to let out a quiet sigh of relief. He looked to his virtual wife made real life girlfriend and found she was still giving him an angry look, tears gathering in the edges of her eyes.

"Do you have any idea…" She started, tears starting to fall, her words being interrupted by her emotions. "Do you have any idea… What I would've done... " She continued, wiping her tears away. "What I would've done if you had died?" Asuna finished quietly, leaving both of them in a shocked silence.

Kazuto looked at the ground, his mind flashing through the multiple times he'd lost Asuna to something or someone else. He shook his head, still looking at the ground. "Asuna.."

"No, Kirito-kun. I… I know you're hurting… But it'll hurt me more.. If you keep on like this…" She said between sobs. Her head fell, her sobs growing harder. "I can't save you, Kirito-kun…"

Kazuto looked at her, tears welling in his eyes. "You're right…"

Alright guys! Again, as promised, this episode is coming out in October. It's 11:30pm on the 9th for me, my birthday! Let me know what you guys think about this chapter, and please keep the reviews coming. Whether you think it's good or not I really want to hear all of your feedback, I read every single review.

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