Who's fault is it?

Yuya and Yukimura were trying to get a fire started and after waking up in that odd position Yukimura was all smiles and Yuya were a little creeped out. Yukimura had miraculously produced a jug that used to belong to some rum and had used it for a water holder.

Each of them was a little dazed from that night but everything promised to be better in the morning and it had. So far they were able to make a fire and dry off a bit. Yuya had found a place to bathe in a hot spring about a five-minute walk from where they currently were; Yuya was conveniently taking a bath while Yukimura rested from his injuries.

With Yuya

Yuya's hair was down and covering her front part of her body while she was submerged in the hot steam.

'I wonder if I'll get to see the others any time soon,' thought Yuya. 'I hope Yukimura's going to be ok after that fall but why was I in his lap when I woke up?'

Yuya closed her eyes and soon seemed to drift off into her own perfect world were her brother was alive, and her friends were together.

Why couldn't life just be perfect? Why couldn't everyone live forever? But nothing could, nothing was perfect and everything did die. Nothing was forever and that's what was so scary, everyone knew that they were going to die sooner or later. No one even seemed to care except for her! She wouldn't allow herself to die until she got her revenge for her brother.

Yuya was now starting to feel a bit wrinkly and so decided to get out.

As soon as Yuya stepped out of the water with her towel on she felt something pierce her flesh of her back. She staggered then fell down, on her hands and knees she panted as she felt a sickening feeling over come her.

'I've been poisoned,' thought Yuya as she turned just enough to see her attacker. 'YUKIMURA!'

With that hate filled thought she passed out leaving the look-a-like Yukimura figure alone.

"Ha, ha, ha! From the look on her face she actually believed my little disguise," smirked the look-a-like. "Now for my plan to finally work!"

With that the look-a-like disappeared in a thin cloud of smoke produced from an explosive leaving Yuya to be found by the real Yukimura.

And Yukimura did find her about 5 minutes later. He found the poisoned dart in her back and plucked it out. He then realised that she had been able to get into a little robe like outfit that was practically see-through. Yukimura actually found himself blushing at this new view! But first things first getting her to a safe place and getting that poison under control.

Yukimura quickly picked up Yuya bridle style again and ran off to the camp.

When he got there he placed Yuya down and winced as he realised that the running had reopened his flesh wounds.

"I've gotta be more careful," smirked Yukimura as he felt the blood come out of his leg.

Yukimura got onto his knees and layed Yuya against a tree near the blazing fire. Yuya's eyes squeezed then relaxed as Yukimura layed her down. Yukimura then passed out on top of Yuya.

When Yuya woke up she couldn't remember anything.

"Uh, my head," moaned Yuya as she held her head in pain. "Huh? Were am I?"

"You're back at camp," came a cocky reply.

"Yukimura…" Yuya spat in disgust.

"What did I do?" asked Yukimura confused.

"How dare you ask that!" screamed Yuya as she stood up but was soon pushed down by Yukimura's hand.

"What happened?" asked Yukimura in a surprisingly stern voice.

"You… You don't remember do you?" asked Yuya confused, sad and angry.

"Remember what?" asked Yukimura.

"You attacked me, don't you remember? Then you poisoned me!" yelled Yuya that made Yukimura wince.

It was painful seeing her so angry with him and for what reason he did not know.

Hate, bitterness, sadness, pain, anger were only a few of the emotions in Yuya's eyes but the worst was loneliness.

"I thought I could trust you after all that happened but I guess not," said Yuya miserably before turning her head.

Yukimura stood up and grabbed Yuya's head, to her surprise Yukimura looked angry for that moment.

"I did not hert you," he said sternly.

"Well then who's fault is it?" asked Yuya.

"I… I… I don't know," admitted Yukimura as his head sunk and he let go of Yuya and sitting on the forest floor.

'He truly doesn't know does he…' thought Yuya as she sat down next to him.

"Gomen," apologized Yuya.

"Huh?" asked Yukimura.

Yuya's eyes seemed to sparkle as she starred into the soft warm sky and then fixed on Yukimura.

For everything that had happened she actually believed it was him then she remembered something that she had seen a scar… a long scar on her attackers face just on the cheek.

She then focused on Yukimura's face to see that there was no scar, nothing except bruises.

"Gomen for not believing you… but they looked just like you," explained Yuya. "Except for that scar…"

"What scar?" asked Yukimura.

"There's a scar on their left cheek its big and long… a katana probably found its way through their flesh," said Yuya starring off into space trying to remember the exact face of her attacker. "But they looked so much… like you."

It didn't matter anymore 'cause Yukimura leaned in and kissed Yuya on the lips passionately and one thing led to another and before you knew it, it was night time and Yuya was sleeping in Yukimura's arms a smirk plastered on Yukimura's sleeping figure while Yuya had a kawaii little smile on hers.

Ok decided to stop there since I can't think of anything else to put and I've been working on new stories and stuff so yep and the next chapter I PROMISE will be longer then this one, I'm just tired and so I decided to finish it up here. Well g2g Ja ne or Later