The planet was covered in a thick blanket of snow, two bodies laid sprawled meters apart. A loud clang filled the air, jolting the cyan haired pirate from her unconscious state. The snow flurries pricked her pale face, causing her to wince. Opening one eye her vision was fuzzy and she quickly became giddy from lifting her head. Ryoko let out a low growl feeling heavy pressure at the back of her head, she came to the assumption she probably got a scalp wound or worse—a fracture.

Her hand moved over the snow, trying to clutch what she could. This was not going to be how she would meet her fate. No, Hakubi's never quit! Ryoko rolled over resting on all fours, the uncaring wind surrounded her in its embrace. The flurries violently jabbed into her skin; she hated the cold. Standing up, she held up her arm for a better sight of the wreckage it was then when her sights landed on the black form that was almost buried.

You bastard.

Ryoko balled her fists and clenched her jaw, she limped over with a mission. She was going to end his life, for all he put her through. Ryoko dropped to her knees and grabbed the black fabric only to find…a trap. Paranoia and dizziness set in as she heard his faint whispers surrounding her

Princess.

She turns.

Princess.

She turns again. Internally she screamed, her head was pounding like it wanted to explode, perhaps she took a harder hit than she thought

Their connection, their bond was unfeigned and transcendent. She desired to dropped to her knees, giving up on his game although she kept replaying their tender moments. What stood out to her was his thought compelling words to her back on earth, near her beloved tree.

"We are one Ryoko, my kindred spirit."

"Kindred spirit?"

"Yes. No matter where the other is, how far they are, even if they are in different dimensions, they will always find one another."

Ryoko's lips mouthed the last words, an unnatural shiver ran up her spine—He is near. She spun around in time to not only block his attack but effectively impaled her saber into him. The forceful winds had lightened up as if it was brought on by him—like a spell. Her amber eyes lifted to his, her mouth opened. His face contorted with pain and sadness as he staggered into her, bumping her nose in the process. Ryoko looked heavenward holding back her tears, he was breathing hard.

"Princess." He called out to her holding her tight as they collapse to the ground, she bobbed her head urging him to go.

"Hush now, the wound is deep." She took his hand placing it to her lips and between their bodies sensing his restlessness. "Don't fight it. You are free now. Free from Yugi…free from despair." Ryoko heard him draw in a sharp breath, she decided that holding him tight would be enough, as she was deficient in the sympathy department. In the walls of her chest, her heart feel like it was being squeezed, a groan escaped, and she bit down on her lip to stifle her cry, her body shivered.

His body became cold…

Her body sagged over his…