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"NOW GET OUT!" I cried again. He turned around and noticed it too, without losing another second for the man-killing monster to get any near, he dropped the spear containing our pray and swam. But not fast enough. The shark was only few inches away from the tip of his feet, it's mouth wide open, a clean line of humougous teeth ready to devour him in one gulp.

All I heard painful shout from a distance.

It bit him.

The fact was undeniable. Left behind, purple evidence diffused amoung the fumbling water. His blood spurted out onto the surface, dying it into a darker shade. Yamato flapped his arms around, tossing and struggling to get lose.

Well, don't just stand there and watch him die, do something! My mind was demanding at me.

I closed my eyes and went for it. He was going to die, but not if I can help him. I decided to play hero, at whatever it may cost.

"No Sora! Don't you dare get closer." Yamato gasped out, in a few seconds, he ran out of breath and allowed the monster to drag him under.

I gave a push on my muscle and dove in. All around me a cloud of foam made it possible to find the sphear Yamato dropped. I continued to toss my head side to side, searching the sea bottom, trying to pick out anything with a sharp texture. Please, some sort of miracle would be nice. My lungs were under pressure, to the point where I can spare anymore air. I reached down once last time before coming up for air, and as soon as the tip of my fingers touched an object, I seized it before coming up to the surface.

Our spear-head.

Without taking time off to thank the Lord for this phonomenon blessing, I aimed for the shark.

"Take that, you savage!" I gave a call of battle, and went for its eyes. Now I'll just pry it won't miss.

Its teeths loosened Yamato's hip. I didn't miss after all.

Just when I thought it was time to celebrate, the shark was after us again. I blinked and reopened my eyes to face a beast within stricking distance. I picked out the spear again, this time aiming for the other eye, and I was blessed with series of successful hits. It recoiled for a moment, but it's hard-headed brain was more than enough to keep the creature attacking with two blinded eyes.

It's mouth with the size of a car trunk spread apart at me. I screamed and closed my eyes while my arms dugged in with the spear. And it pierced through something hard yet sliceable, it pierce through it's flesh. My orbs blinked open and I realized that I had stabbed through the inside of it's mouth. My hands immidiately retrieved before those teeth could chop it off in one bit. The realization of just killing a shark finally hit me.

So this is what it's like to fight off a beast, and to be victorious without getting an arm or leg beaten off.

A startling large moan called out of help. I flinched back to met Yamato with his cripple leg half kneeling on shore.

"You shouldn't have helped me."

"I couldn't just watch you die."

"I think you're going to have to. I lost too much blood."

"No..." I whispered softly, holding on to his wet hands.

"It was nice meeting you," Yamato choked out.

"No... it's not time to say that...yet."

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"Quit gritting your teeth and quit shaking! You're making me nervous!" I told him, tamming down his trembling legs by sitting on top of them.

"Well, you're making me nervous too!" He snapped back in a whisper.

"I'm only trying to help."

"You stripped my pants off and you're killing my ass with that piece of leaf! How is that helping?"

"I'm cludding the wound. Now, here comes the painful part, so grab hold of something." I warned him, then took a gulp and inched the medicine from the myb onto his legs, I expected Yamato to cry out like a dog, but he was silent and he faced the ground. I added on several wet layers and tied a larger one in a knot. After it was over, Yamato still had his head down.

"Why didn't you scream?" I asked him teasefully.

He finally looked up at me with watery eyes, sighing in relief. "I didn't want to distract you." He said bravely. I pouted with killer eyes.

"And plus, I didn't want to sound like a girl."

I giggled and carefully rolled down the edge of his pants, then watched politely while he scooped up his leg. His motions were swift but careful as to not add pressure to the bulging bandage on his leg.Once Yamato changed position, a fine line of six-pack abdomen that I ached to touch captured my intense orbs. I had seen his naked chest so many times this week, maybe more than I had seen any man half naked in my lifetime. My rounded gaze focused on the smooth yet firm texture that reflected off the firelight on his body, and he didn't seem to mind. An orange glow perfectly highlighted all the right spots on him, probably making him more mascular than he really is. God must have been in a good mood when he was born.

I shifted my hips to line with his. A hard manly arm embraced me in response.

"Thanks." He said and paused, obviously wanting to say more but a simple 'thanks' was all that managed to escape his mouth.

"Anytime, Yamato. Anytime," my breath soothly came out in a gentle manner as I said it. For some reason, my worries seem to lift as he holds me. Home was far from my thoughts, and I wanted to keep it away, just so I can relax and allow myself to fall on him.

Yamato smiled faintly and his head arched back. A small quiver averted the curve of his lips into a thin pale line. His heavy eyelashes dazed and collasped down completely. Before long, he was wincing and groaning. "Are you....."

"Fine," he said hardly, a little harder than he intended.

"Well, in that case, we both need some rest. I'm going to check on the traps tomorrow so you won't have to get up early. I hope we catch a rabbit or something, because we're running out of food," I told him quietly, my arms reached away to get a grip of a piece of firewood.

"You never cease to keep your spirit up, huh?" Yamato whispered.

"You know..." I poked the spit with my stick, playing with the fire until it slowly retrieve back to hiding spots under the ashes. "You should try to do the same. A pretty ass isn't going to help us survive if we're not planning on leaving this island soon."

He looked at me strangely and grimaced into an oddly uncomfortable expression. I had his full attention now.

Yamato paused for a fragment of a second, examining my degree of seriousness. "You're damn right," he replied. "Hell, I'm the one who's suppose to take care of you."

"I don't mind, as long as..." I quivered.

"What?"

"Do you think they're still looking for us?"

"Fat chance," he shook his head. "We've been in this place for more than a week, if someone's going to rescue us, they would have done so by now."

"Then all we have is each other, we can only depend on each other.." I whispered somewhat a bit afraid.

"It's true, and who knows what else is out there on this island waiting to eat us alive,"Yamato said. He felt a twinge of guilt recalling the number of times he got himself hurt.

"Arr.. DAMN YOU YAMATO! Why must you get yourself hurt? For the third time, you're sitting here like a weak puppy! You're a loser, a stupid, weak loser who can't take care of---" Yamato roughly screamed at himself with a rising rage.

"Chill! It's not your fault, I know it," I softly stroked him, hoping to relieve his anger. He decided to play tough guy by pushing my hand aside.

"No, I let both of us down. You could have been better off with someone else. All I do is cause you more trouble. We almost freaking died out there!" His head was down, scorching hot sapphire eyes narrowed until it was closed, defeated.

"You're wrong," I said sternly and slapped him, I had his full attention now. "Don't ever call yourself weak. You are the bravest man I've ever known, and I'd rather be here with you than anyone else."

"Don't try and use your modesty on me. You're the brave one, Sora. If you hadn't jumping in, I'd be dead by now."

"But you told me to stay away. You didn't want me to risk my life. What you did was courageous, it's what every woman ache to find in a man."

He's grin averted to a smirk. There is was, all my feelings spilled out, and he didn't have to use any efforts to get that out of me.

Yamato and I looked at each other.

"But I..." he began.

"What?" I looked at him.

"You don't understand," he explained. "I grew up a spoiled moneybag. All I've done for the past four years is make music, show off a few fake moves on the stage, and I'm a million bucks richer. I never had to struggle or take risks in my life. For you to say you'd rather be stuck here with me than......am I hearing right?"

"Cross my heart. Even ask Mimi and you'll get the same answer. I always liked you for who you are. And don't ever call yourself spoiled, hussy. I know you're not."

I left him in awe.

"God, I love you too, Sora."

I smiled and buried myself in his warm skin. Hearing his confession, I felt like I could drown in those words.

"Is it just me... or am I crying like hell?" Yamato sniffed.

"You need to cry out the hell in you once in a while. I like you better this way, sometimes... pretending to be tough isn't everything."

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