Chapter Six- It Doesn't Even Matter

Haru finally made it back to camp, panting and sweating heavily. He entered Elie's tent only to find the baby delivered and Elie lying on the floor eyes closed. At first Haru thought she was sleeping but then he saw her face, pale, frozen, almost dead. Haru knew she wasn't dead, but she was dying.

"Elie!" Haru screamed as he ran over to her limp body, he cradled her head in his lap. He put two fingers to her neck, her pulse beat got slower with every passing second. He held onto her hand. Her fingers were cold and boney, like a skeletons.

"Haru?" Elie said opening her eyes very slightly. Her brown eyes were pale. "Oh Haru I'm so sorry, I never meant like this, I'm so sorry." Tears began to form then fall down Haru's cheeks.

"No Elie no it's not your fault, it's mine all mine." He began shaking, violet eyes a deep indigo ocean of tears. And then, Haru said the only words that he cherished so much. Now they meant nothing without Elie. "Elie please, I love you."

Elie's smile was faint, but powerful, and it weakened Haru deeply. "I know," Elie to deep breaths as she began to stutter. "I- I - I love you... too..." And with that Elie took one more long breath, and closed her eyes, never to open them again. Haru's tears fell so heavily, that they began to fall on to Elie's cheeks. Suddenly Haru looked over at the baby. It was a boy, with brownish blonde hair, like Elie, and violet eyes, just like him. Haru stood up and walked over to the sleeping baby.

"No, it's not my fault Elie is dead, it's yours, all yours." Haru's tears of sorrow became tears of anger.He grabbed his sword out of the scabbard and held it over his head aiming it at the baby's heart. Haru closed his eyes and pushed his sword down. There was a cry and then silence. The baby was dead.

Musica ran into Elie and Haru's tent with Plue and Griff at his heels. They stopped in their tracks. Musica's face turned pale. He saw Elie's dead body and her baby dead by the blade of Haru's sword. Musica, Plue, and Griff, were speechless.

"Haru..."Musica began after sometime, " You... how- how could you?" Musica whispered.

"I had no other choice." Haru said picking up Elie's dead body and carrying it out side. A single tear rolled down Musica's cheek. More were soon to follow.

Haru built a straw and leaf bedding supported by sticks. He lifted Elie up on it. He wrapped straw around a thick long stick and stuck it into the camp fire that was dying and lit it on different parts of Elie's bed. Soon the leaves took flame small at first then gigantic. When the flames hit Elie's body, Haru looked away. Elie's body didn't burn out until early that morning. When the fire stopped, Haru packed up his belongings and walked away, far away, into the woods, with out even saying good bye to Plue, Musica, or Griff. By the time Musica woke up, Haru was long and Elie's body was long burned out. If Musica, Plue or Griff ever saw Haru again was anyone's guess.

Haru walked on and on and on. Even when he was tired he kept on walking. Haru had no idea were he was going, he just wanted to get as far away as Elie's cremated body as he could. Haru walked and walked never once looking back.

A/N: OK im done now with the book so wat do ya think. Sucky, good, w/e? Let me know! Bye byes