Author's note: *sniff* I actually cried while I was writing this I'm very satisfied with the outcome of this chapter even when I wrote it very quickly *sniff* Just go and read it

Shared Feelings
Written by Terra Trepe

Chapter 22: Dying Dawn

He tried to walk as quickly as he can, her bleeding body on his unsteady arms. The halls were empty, lucky for him, as he had no time to meddle up with unneeded fights with anyone right now. He was just going out of the main gate of this Galbadian Garden, his hasty steps now crumbled against the green grassy ground of the large out yard instead of the marbled floor he had walked on inside the Garden.

The out yard was empty, the signs of the destruction after the battles that had been taken out here significant with only one glance. He kept on going further with his hasty steps, even when his legs were sore from all this walking and his hands were starting to lose their strength, his muscles tense from the weight of the dark haired woman limp on his arms.

Squall slid his blue eyes filled with terror down to her body on his arms, his one hand wrapped around her legs and the other one around her back, her head pounding softly against his chest on the same time with his unstable steps. She had her eyes closed, but Squall saw the soft flutters on her pale eyelids that told him she was still here with him.

There was blood sliding down on the other corner of her mouth, this little trickle of crimson and sticky fluid telling Squall that she was having internal bleeding, which meant that she needed medical treatment and soon. His steps started to get hastier, when he felt Rinoa's blood getting through his white shirt, which was now stained up with her darkish blood, so horrible sticky and warm against his skin.

He was close to the outer gates of this Garden and it was only matter of steps when he would finally get away from the Garden's territory. But what closer he came to the gate, the strongest the feeling of what to do next filled his mind. There was no help at sight and Squall was out of options what to do. He had only a little medical knowledge and even when he would be the best surgeon on this world, he had no supplies for treating her serious injuries.

Squall stopped now, finally outside the Garden in middle of the greenery that surrounded his sight, only few big mountains and hills heightening the view. He turn around on the very same spot, looking around for anything that could give him any idea what to do. But there was nothing.

Squall kneeled down carefully, being wary not to give Rinoa any further damage she already had. He sat down to the grassy ground and led her body down on his arms onto his laps, her head now landed against his chest. He still held his one hand under her legs, but moved his other arm around her back so he could land his hand against her shoulder, gathering her body closer up to him.

He looked down to her peaceful face, his eyes holding nothing else but love towards the poor woman now cradled up on his laps. Rinoa was still breathing, very softly and warily, but Squall knew it was only a matter of time when that peaceful breathing would stop.

She was bleeding badly. Not just that she had internal bleeding but she had also a bad looking gush on her stomach, the blood slowly oozing away from her body that started to become cold on his warm and shaky arms.

What am I going to do Squall leaned his head closer down to her, asking this with despair heightening his voice. She wasn't going to answer, but Squall couldn't stop the pain that made him speak down to her, somewhere deep inside him hoping that she would answer Don't leave me, Rinoa He was sitting there, whispering down to her softly these words that came from his heart. Her breathing started to become rasped, almost like her lungs were starting to squeeze down, refusing to fight back anymore.

Only now Squall realised how pale she was, all the sign of life starting to disappear from her expressions.

Don't do this

She was still, her chest moving only few inches up and down, as her breaths started to become faint, the sight of her dying unbearable for Squall to look at.

Then, and only then, he felt something on his skin. It was a warm touch he had ignored past this time, tickling his skin with its warm and comforting stroke. He raised his eyes slowly, almost cautiously up to the sky that was filled with warm colours of orange and slight red, mixed to the light blue sky on the background.

He flickered his eyes when meeting the orange sun that started to get up behind the big mountains, casting the shades of dawn to the sky and casting its warm shines down to the ground along the rocky surface of the mountains.

He took a deep sigh in, feeling something strong waving through his chest. It's so beautiful, Rinoa Squall looked the sky for a minute longer, almost forgetting the fear he had felt inside his heart just a moment ago. This moment was filled with something so sacred and unique, that he had forgotten everything for a second. It was that moment when he felt peaceful, his heart set up for this sight that he now so adored.

Look, Rinoa He changed his gaze back down to her face, almost like he had forgotten that she couldn't adore this dawn that had touched him so. She couldn't even breathe anymore, but Squall couldn't see it.

His words fade to the air, his mind now drifting down to her peaceful face.

The sunlight showered her body completely, presenting her face with its warm strokes that let her soul flee away. The deathlike paleness on her skin wasn't so obvious anymore, the bright sunlight giving her skin the shade of healthiness she was lacking. Her face was targeted towards the sun, almost like she had been admiring the dawn, but her eyes were closed up, unmoving.

Squall swept his, now deeply trembling hand, through her black tangled up hair on the side of her peaceful face, stroking her face with his hand slowly. His eyes fell down to her chest and he saw it was unmoving. He looked her lips and understood they were blue, the air stopped from going into her lungs.

His words cracked, tears filling his hurtful eyes quickly. No, no, no! Squall shook his head wildly and tears burst out of his eyes, landing down to her unmoving body on his laps. His heart was pounding on his throat wildly, filling him with unseen anger that he felt pulsating inside his veins.

He looked down to her, but couldn't believe it to be true. Squall gathered her cold body closer up to him as he bowed his head down to her hair, regretting his choices he had made on his life, but never regretting loving her the way he did. Rinoa--- And then finally, she on his embrace and his face hidden down to the depths of her fragrant hair, he let the tears come, his form shuddering throughout when the realisation finally hit him.

She was death

He felt the sun disappearing from him and felt the world around him fading away. Now he was alone with her, the blackness surrounding him with the cold shadows he would never again get rid off

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Author's note: DOUPLE OMG! How could I???

I'm not any fan of Rinoa by all means, but how could I do that to Squall!!!? NOOOOO!!! *falls over to depression*