Suki sighed tiredly as she sat in front of Marco's unconscious figure.

Marco had just fought almost to the death against a random legendary heroine for just a silly misunderstanding.

She treated his injuries as best she could, but her medical supplies were in short and just not enough as she would have liked to more effectively treat Marco's many superficial wounds after finding him alone lying in the flat, crumbling center of it. to be.that Marco and the missing heroine would have done to leave him there.

Now his supplies were low, and she had to drag Marco's heavy figure into the nearest forest just so that he could rest in a slightly more comfortable place and not so open to any danger that might haunt that place where he had fought.

She had no idea that she would find herself so soon in the need of looking for more medical supplies.

"Grrk"

Suddenly Suki's ears perked up towards Marco's lying figure, and she raised her head to get a better look at him.

Marco's bare skin was covered in different sections of his face and chest with ugly bruises and stains of dried blood.

He looked like he had fought inside a blender.

Suki had to rush in Marco's direction and place a firm but gentle paw on his chest to prevent him from trying to lift himself.

"Don't get up, you're still hurt," she said softly.

Marco opened his eyes and watched blurry as Suki pushed him back to stay lying down.

"... How long was I out?" Marco growled with his eyes closed as he brought his metal hand to his forehead to ease his throbbing headache.

"Just a few hours," Suki reported as she sat again next to Marco, "I managed to stop the bleeding with some bandages, but I still think we should see a professional doctor as soon as we get to the nearest town."

Marco nodded and remained silent for a few moments, until he asked: "... where is she?"

"Who?"

"The Heroine", Marco informed leaning his neck forward to see Suki directly in the eyes of her, "she was very injured, did you treat her injuries too?"

Oh yeah, the "heroine" who just started attacking you with hardly any warning first for just how you look.

"Nope", Suki replied, "and not only because I found the idea totally unpleasant, but also because I didn't see it anywhere when I found you lying on the ground" she shrugged.

"Oh ...", Marco exclaimed as he dropped his head to the ground and watched as the warm sun filtered through the lush field of leafs above his head, "... I Forget asking her name, and she probably doesn't know mine neither ... shit, what a waste "

Suki tilted her head to the side and saw Marco very surprised, noticing that he did not seem to hold the same kind of resentment that she had against the creature that had left him in his current state.

"Aren't you mad at her, Marco?"

"Hmm?" Marco exclaimed in Suki's direction, "why should I be?" He asked, puzzled.

"Well ..." Suki exclaimed slowly as she gestured with both legs at Marco's very bruised body, "... you know, all those bruises and dried blood that she leave you, I will assume that they are not comfortable at all and one more than good reason to hold a grudge with whoever left them there "

Marco bent his neck down to better inspect his badly beaten body ... And the fact that now he was only in his underwear was what most caught his attention.

"Suki ...", Marco deliberately turned his neck slowly towards Suki, and asked, "... where is my uniform?"

Marco didn't ask about his Cain revolver, as he could still feel their connection through his soul and his Abel arm. That connection told him that he was not far behind.

The problem now only lay in the lack of his professional living cloth cazador uniform.

Suki shrugged, "I had to take it off to better check your wounds and put on a few bandages and some ointment"

Among many other things, but she knew better than nothing to maintain better self-control over where and when was a good time to feed her hungry eyes with Marco's lean, well-defined, and muscular figure.

"Very good" Marco agreed before asking again; "but where is it?"

Suki pointed a claw down right where Marcó was lying now, "You're lying on top of him."

Marco raised one of his arms to get a better look at what he was lying on, and got a glimpse of his black tank top and cargo pants.

He sighed, not really liking the idea of not wearing his live fiber Cazador uniform all the time, he tried to push himself off the ground to rectify and change his state of undress.

This behavior clearly alarmed Suki, and she quickly tried to prevent Marco from getting up.

"No Marcó! You're still too hurt to get up"

"Grrk ... Don't stop me," Marco growled and shook his head as he pushed Suki's paws away and propelled himself with his right arm Abel back to his feet.

Now on his feet, Marco knelt to grind his uniform together, his joints making hideous clicking noises with every movement he made every times "I just to have worst injuries when I was just twelve... ", he said, before stumble a bit and have to hold one of his sides, "Ggrrk, Just, just like in those times, I need to be more careful until I'm in a better state again"

Be careful, hehe, Marco thought with a bit of amusement and resignation, no breaking limits for a while for me ... This is going to be a pain in the butt.

"Do you need help putting your clothes back on?"

"What?", Marcó stopped in his path and saw Suki surprised, "what kind of question is that, of course I don't need it, I'm not that bad"

Suki rolled her eyes, "Marco, you literally have your insides liquefied, each of your ribs was completely broken when I found you, and you probably have a concussion now, how you managed to stand up right now frankly scares me a bit"

Marco looked away from Suki and snorted, "pshh, ribs, who needs them when you can learn to live without a couple of them"

"You, Marco, you need them. Right now the only thing that prevents your lungs from being punctured by them are the bandages and sticks that I put on your chest"

"Bah, if a bunch of bandages and sticks can serve as a temporary replacement to prevent my ribs from puncturing my lungs, I clearly haven't received enough punishment yet."

Suki blinked and remained silent as she stared at Marco with some difficulty putting his pants back on, "that ... doesn't make any sense, Marco. That's probably your concussion talking"

"I don't need to make sense," Marco exclaimed as he put his sleeveless black shirt back on, "... I am a Cazador, the only thing I need to survive is something that keeps me moving all the time "

Suki sighed and dropped her shoulders in defeat.

Ladies and Gentlemen, this was the creature she fell in love with and with whom she embarked on an adventure in haste and with very few tools to survive the weather, stubborn and stubborn, something gets inside his head, and regardless anything, he will challenge the same logic and common sense ... as long as he is still able to get up again.

She ended up mentally shrugging after a couple of seconds of thinking better, after all, it was the spirit of the one who never stops fighting from Marco that successfully caught her heart.

Someone stubborn enough to defy and order his own damaged and fractured body to rise again ... it was someone she was gladly seen following.

The Creature who never falls

Again, lost seeing the strange alien creature without fur or snout that was Marco, she found herself wondering to herself what the other creatures could see in him to be so afraid of him or act so suspicious around him.

Perhaps they couldn't see the strange awe-inspiring aura that it wouldn't stop giving off even while unconscious.

That is, the only reason why Suki had it so easy to bring Marco to the nearest forest, without any kind of monster trying to attack her or feast on her and her unconscious burden, was because of that same aura.

If she could only feel a feeling of pure security around Marco ... what do others feel?

"Suki"

"Huh?" Suki's ears perked up and she had to shake her head to focus on Marco again, "w-what, did you say something?"

"I asked you if you knew in which direction the nearest town is located"

"Oh! Uh, let me check it really fast on my, uh, cell phone ", she said as she took her cell phone out of her bag, with a slight blush framed all over her snout, when she realized that Marco had been talking to her but she was too immersed in her mental questions as to notice it. After a few seconds, Suki maneuvered her phone like it was a compass to the north of where she and Marco were standing.

"Oh, a couple of kilometers to the north is Farms Ville," she reported lifting her snout from her phone with a smile in Marco's direction, "we should be able to get there in just a couple of hours before it gets dark if we get there now"

"Good", Marco nodded as he started to stumble forward in the direction Suki had framed, "let's go there then"

"Wait," Suki exclaimed in Marco's direction.

"Hmm?" Marco exclaimed curiously turning to see how Suki jumped up and anchored herself on a thick random branch of a tree until she was able to tear it off.

Then she presented it to Marco after checking its size and hardness well, "Here, lean on this to walk", before Marco could reject the crude improvised crutch, she interrupted him, "yhea, yhea, I know you don't need it , but it would really give me a little more peace of mind to see you use it. Just until we can replenish my medical kit, and change your bandages in a slightly cleaner place "

"Okay ...", Marco rolled his eyes and sighed as he reluctantly took the crutch, "... But I'm not going to make being dependent on these things a habit."

"Leave that to your personal medic to decide, which is me," Suki said feeling victorious as she took the lead in the direction of Farms Ville, "after all, I don't think even you or I would enjoy seeing your bones heal outside of the place ", then she shuddered," believe me it's not something nice to see "

Marco quickly followed her as he leaned on the crutch to walk, "That has never been a concern, my uniform should keep them in place all the time, with little nails that are fired into me whenever some of them break "

"Oh, Th-that ..." Suki started slowly looking in the direction of Marco who was already next to her, "... doesn't sound nice at all ... or comfortable"

"It's a uniform", Marco snorted keeping his gaze fixed on his path, "it's not supposed to feel nice or comfortable, it's supposed to be useful and practical all the time"

"Whoa, wait, is your uniform now like, holding your bones in place with nails?"

"Of course not", he replied, "I would bleed to death if it did it right now. I lost to much blood, it probably will when I go to sleep or when I eat something and restore just enough blood in me to not bleed to death"

Suki was silent for a few moments, processing all this disturbing new information, before replying accordingly, "I really think we should get you some more clothes while we're in Farms ville."

"Hmmp, the only clothes that survive when I really fight is the one's I'm wearing now," he said, "if I wore normal clothes, it would be the same as fighting completely naked after a couple of seconds."

"Oohh ...", Suki can't help but have a quick but very filthy fantasy with what Marco had just said.

The mental image of Marco wearing nothing but a small brown loincloth standing triumphantly atop a defeated giant boar-shaped monster quickly came to mind.

A small and barely noticeable river of blood blood did not wait when Suki's nose began to be expelled through the left nostril.

"Okey, now getting you a new set of clothes has become a completely paramount task, and after trying on, I don't know, nine different sets of clothes, we can, if we have time, get whatever it takes to restock my medicine"

Marco rolled his eyes, and gave a very light blow with his Abel arm on Suki's furry head ... Just to clear away any impure thoughts she may or may not have.

"Ouch!" Suki exclaimed stumbling in her stride as she also carried a paw on the back of her head, "why did you do that !?"

"I didn't do it", exclaimed Marco quickly with a very small and barely perceptible smile, then he raised Abel's arm in front of Suki's snout, "Abel did it"

Where are my fantasies !? Suki thought in alarm as the mental image of Marco in nothing more than a brown loincloth was completely replaced with Marco wearing a green wool sweater while calmly sipping a hot cup of cocoa, while just sitting In front of one warm fireplace on a cold snowy night inside a cabin.

Quickly, Suki banished that strange image from her head and tried to think of another fantasy where Marco was, preferably, in a state of near nudity ... but all she could imagine in her mind were random images of Marco using even more clothes.

Marco dressed as a priest. While he was administering a church.

Marco dressed as a convention leader. While with a smile on his face he gave food to a lot of orphans of different species.

Marco dressed as a humble gardener. While he watered a bunch of flowers of different colors and shapes on a pleasantly sunny day and fed a few wild animals that stood near him.

And finally ...

Marco ... dressed in her Hunter uniform, while happily running in circles and carrying a small white weasel on her shoulders ... In the background, she, a happy mother, looking very happily at her husband and her cub play together.

"¡Aahhh!" Suki's extremely high-pitched scream could be heard in the distance as he swiftly scared off all wildlife in his vicinity.

Marco stopped his step and turned to see very surprised how a very embarrassed Suki covered her snout and shook her head quickly.

"I'm not ready to be a mom yet!" Suki exclaimed scared, "I'm not ready to lose my figure!"

Marco only blinked for a few seconds in the direction of the very scared Suki as she began to bang her head repeatedly against a tree, before bringing his metal right hand close to his face for closer inspection.

"Did you do that to her?", He asked in a flat tone to his Abel arm.

[···, his right arm only blinked slowly a few times, as if it was somehow responding or reacting to Marcó's question.

"Hmm ...", Marco muttered thoughtfully before nodding, "I have to remember to get something to cover you as soon as we get to Farms Ville"

(Cut)

Farms Ville, the typical picturesque and rural town where you would find all kinds of common non-anthropomorphic livestock (Dogs, Pigs, Cows, chickens, goats, and a few sheep) roaming freely from one place to another, while the friendly anthropomorphic village animals they mobilized from one place to another from every morning, always busy with all kinds of tasks related to caring for the fields or common livestock.

This picturesque, peaceful, rural town was mostly inhabited by hard-working anthropomorphic creatures such as rabbits, sheeps, and a few small dogs of various breeds.

The roads of this town were mostly framed by loose earth and a few pointy stones sticking out of the ground.

The houses were simple wooden cubicles with two or four windows that varied only in the floors that they will have.

At the entrance to this village, which consisted mainly of a large wooden arch with the 'Farms Ville' sign on top that delimited the entrance and exit of the village, an anthropomorphic adult brown Rabbit was bored whistling a repetitive song in front of this while in his paws he held a pointed spear. His bored whistling stopped abruptly as his two large brown ears perked up in front of him and he slowly glimpsed how a strange and large figure hidden by the shadows made its way into the lush forest in front of him.

"H-help," the strange figure of a Black Wolf stammered pathetically after coming to light.

The anthropomorphic black wolf wore only a dark trench coat, his dark fur was matted and out of place in many places, and his ribs could be seen framed under his trench coat.

He looked very malnourished.

"In so-so hungry", with that said, finally his legs were unable to continue supporting his own weight and he fell to the ground on his own snout, "need ... food and ... pretty girls"

The rabbit carefully approached the hungry creature in every sense of the word to try to pick it up off the ground and carry it inside the village for help, but stopped the moment the Wolf rolled onto his back and exclaimed .

"Above all ... the last thing, wak" the Wolf said lastly before fainting unconsciously with his tongue sticking out of his muzzle at the place where he was lying.

(To be continue)

[Author's note: Sorry for the bad gramma. Pls let me know your toughs]