Damn, for the fifth time this week my computer crashed again. I had to retype it twice because I forgot to save it and it froze. But I got it finish eventually. Then I had some trouble opening document manager but it came through. This story is extremely hard to write, I read 4 survival books this week and none of them gave me ideas so it might suck so far, but plz review!

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I didn't know how long I was in a coma until an intolerable pain entered my body. I woke up finding myself half buried in the high tide. Sora was the first thing that came to my mind. My eyes slowly gaped to a thin line of vision, a feminine body was blurry in the line. Spreading my orbs open I saw Sora still unconcious. Mud toppled her legs, her face deadly and white.

"Sora, wake up." I lifted her by the backbone and shook her. Still no sigh of consciousness.

My fingers slid up to her nose and checked her breath. Alive.

After calming myself with deepbreathing and ignoring the agony in my stomach, I lay her down once again and gingerly pressed her on chest.

"C'mon girl. You can't die now..." My palm squeezed harder against her.

This wasn't going to do it. I gulped down the mixture of sand and salt water and started leaning close to her. After brushing strands of orange hair away from that beautiful face, I opened her mouth and swallowed one last time. The pumping organ in my chest doubled it's intensity. I can't believe I was doing this, moderately, my lips shifted closer to hers. Our mouths met and I breath out to give her air. It didn't work. I squeezed her chest harder, then did it again. This time she choked a mouthful of seawater into my throat.

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He kissed me! He kissed me! I must be in heaven, Matt Ishida actually kissed me! His lips were touching my when I suddenly coughed. Boy, I should have just lay there and let him keep on doing that until I get enough of it. This is the best present I got in years, this is the kind of thing that would only happen in my daydreams.

The next moment came as a surprise, not exactly what I had in mind. He collapsed onto me, at first I thought it was just a friendly hug, but he's body was so tense. "Matt?" I shook him, gently nudging his back at first, then violently. He gave out a pathetic moan, fell back and hit the ground. "What happen?" I said, concerned.

"My side, it feels like a bullet just stabbed through me." he pointed to a spot just to the right of his stomach. I lifted his shirt half way up, revealing a two inch wide wound full of crimson blood.

"Oh, dear. Um, what should I do." I waited for a command, but all he did was gave out a shriek of pain. His face turned grey and those normally vivid lips appeared colorness.

Think, Sora, what's the first thing you do when someone's hurt? I had no idea, I made myself a mental note, to pay more attention in lifeskills at school. Matt squeezed his eyes to avoid showing signs of agony, but I could tell that the wound was killing him. "How did you get hurt?"

"A coral, I think, or maybe I got cut by rock." He finished the sentence fast and his face faded away.

"Grab on my shoulders, I'll carry you to somewhere comfortable and I'll try to cover the wound." I said and helped him up. We begin moving inland, the clearing was soon gone, replaced by trees. A trail of bleed was dripping along our trail. He was in no shape to move.

"You're going to be alright." I kept reminding him, although I wasn't even sure about that myself. I lay him down beside a large tree trunk and examined the wound. "A cut, don't worry, it's just a cut." She muttered and took off his shirt to wipt the blood off.

"Careful." He cried out. "Ah!"

"Sorry," He legs were shaking when the shirt came in contact with the wound. "Something's stuck in there." I told him.

"What?" He asked.

"A fragment of a stone, it's pretty deep."

He groaned and sighed, "Take it out then."

I swallowed and covered his shirt around my hand. "Use your hand," he protested.

"Why?"

"Because my shirt was dipped in salf water, it hurts like hell!"

"Fine," I throw the soaked blue shirt away and stuck my thumb and index finger into his open flesh. "This is disgusting." I murmured to myself. It was no time to care about getting my hands dirty with Yama's blood. The boy closed his mouth to avoid screams, only they came out in whimpers through his nose. I reached deeper and buried tightly into a solid sharp corner of a rock. "It's stuck!" I pulled hard and gave all my weight into it, eventually ripping it out. A pool of scarlet liqurd splashed out, spraying my entire face. His blood filled my eyes, I wipted it away with an elbow.

"Aw, that was painful," He cried.

I held up the rock I pulled out so he could see it. He shivered and looked away.

"About one and a half inch in diameter, how did this get stuck in you?" I questioned, not expecting an answer. An indeed no answer came. Sighing tiredly, I threw it away and collapsed beside him to rest.

The sky was no longer clear. A thick purple mist filled in between the tree. I lost track of time, but the orange light setting in the west reminded me that soon it'll be dark again. I huddled close to Yamato, still leaning against the same tree. Surprisingly, an arm reached out to my back and inched up my neck, lifting me closer to him. "Sora, give me a prediction, how long will we last here?" He spoke finally a whole afternoon of silence.

I didn't know how to answer, if it was me alone, I would have hanged myself right now. I never liked going hungry and suffer until the last moment, but with a hot body wrapped around me, I would rather choose to enjoy the last moment of my life happily.

"Sora?"

I kicked a dead branch out of the way. "Oh I don't know, a day or two." I stared into those cerulean eyes and struggled to hold my stomach in place. Matt caught my eyes and held there, he stopped trying to fight back laughter.

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