Setsuna ran. His chest hurt as he took another breath of air. His calves burned with the effort to keep moving. Anything to get him as far from Kira as he could. Why? Why had Kira done that? It didn't make sense. He ran down a back alley and stumbled, falling to the ground. He lay there. Hot tears welled in his eyes. He clenched a fist as he began to cry.

Why, Kira? Why did you have to love me? Why couldn't you just lie to me? I want to hate you for this, but I can't. It doesn't make sense to me, Kira! Tell me why. I thought Katou was your special person. You and him were always so close. Did you kiss me to hurt me? Was that your plan? I'm sorry for saying her name. I really am. Forgive me, Kira, but I don't want to live anymore. Good-bye. I'll never see you again.

Setsuna crawled over to where a dumpster was. He drew his knees up to his chest, wrapping his arms around them. He cried harder, wishing for death. Next to him sat a broken piece of glass. He stared at it with numb eyes. Gingerly, he reached for it. He played with it between his fingertips as if mesmerized by its dull shine. An empty smiled graced his lips.

It's broken, Kira. Broken like me. I can't fix what I said. If only you hadn't told me that. Hadn't kissed me. Where's this pain coming from? It won't go away. I'm running again, aren't I, sempai? I wonder if you'll miss me when I'm gone. Will anyone? Not mom. I doubt dad will even notice. What about Sara? She won't care, will she? And you, sempai. Will you care?

He dragged the glass across the tender flesh of his wrist gently. The skin never opened. Tentatively, he pressed down harder with each stroke. A hiss of pain escaped his lips as the flesh ripped apart. Blood welled in the wound, but did not drain out. The cut wasn't deep enough. He had to keep going. He hacked at his own body, desperate for it to be done with. The glass slipped from his fingers, shattering against pavement. His eyes grew wide as he stared at his bloody wrist. There was so much blood that he could just barely make out the damage he had done to his being.

He sighed, eyes growing heavy. His limbs felt more weighted than he knew they were. He rested his hand on his thigh. Setsuna's eyes closed. A cold feeling rested in his stomach. He shivered slightly. Don't forget me. He exhaled one last time before darkness washed over his consciousness. I'm sorry, Kira.

He was falling. Or was he? Darkness. No, warm hands. Something touching his face, his hair, his mouth. Was there talking? Unspoken words. I love you. Do you really? Is it all a lie? Things wrapping around his body. Wings. White feathers. Black feathers. Softness like never before. Is this death? Can it be? Glistening red on black backdrop. His wrist felt numb. Scolding hands caressing his chest. Is this passion? A distant image to far away to see. Deep chocolate brown eyes. A cocky, self-assured smile. Who was it? He knew this image, this person, but whom? A feeling of loss, crimson regret of shattered lies. The figure turning away, leaving. No, don't go! He couldn't move. Couldn't chase after! Don't leave. Please, stay! A shrill cry. Evil laughter in stale air, echoing in unhearing ears. Hands holding him down. No, let go! Don't leave me here! Come back. I'm sorry. Come back. KIRA!

Katou walked down the alleyway, shoulders slumped forward. He kicked a stray can. Only it didn't stay away from him. Katou cursed as the can bounced off of something and hit him in the head. Curious, he went over to where the can had bounced back from. His breath hitched in his throat as his eyes took in the mess before him.

Blood, so much blood. Smashed glass shards on the ground. And… Katou shook his head. No it couldn't be! His hand reached out, grabbing the front of the boy's white blood stained shirt. The boy's head slumped back, revealing to Katou his face.

"Shit! Mudou, opening your eyes! Now, you bastard!"

Katou became frantic. What should he do? Fuck! He threw Setsuna's death heavy body over his shoulder.

"Don't you fucking die on me, Mudou! You hear me! Kira would skin my ass if he knew I saw you and didn't help."

Katou struggled to carry Setsuna to Kira's house. He secretly prayed that the younger boy was going to live.

Kira sighed, glancing up from the book he was reading. He couldn't help but wonder what Setsuna was doing? His heart felt heavy as he once again glanced out the window, hoping to see the boy he had fallen so hard for. He knew Setsuna wouldn't be out there. He sighed again, thinking.

If I hadn't touched you, you'd still be here. If I hadn't been so selfish I'd have you cradled in my arms. I'm sorry, Setsuna. I never meant to hurt you. I saw your tears when you left. I hate the fact that I'm the reason you cry. It wasn't like this before. I didn't have feelings back then, but now I do and you're the center of them all. I try to hate you, but I can't. It's not fair, Setsuna! Why do you reject me when I love you more than Sara ever did? No one could love you as strongly or as deeply as I do. Search high, search low. Travel to heaven, hell, and purgatory. You'll find no one, Setsuna, who wants you, needs you as much as I do! Why, Setsuna, why can't you love me?

Kira was pulled from his thoughts as he spotted a flash of bright blond approaching his home. He marked his place in the book and got up to answer the door. He pulled the door open just as Katou reached the stoop. Kira noticed that the blond was panting excessively. He cocked an eyebrow at Katou.

"Get… him… off of… me," Katou wheezed out.

Kira looked at him like he was stupid. Then he saw the boy slung over Katou's left shoulder. His dark eyes widened. He grabbed the boy off Katou's shoulder, praying he was wrong. He wasn't. He gasped as Setsuna's heavy body fell into his arms. Blood instantly coated his fingers crimson red. He fell to his knees, hunching over as tears began to form behind his eyes.

Katou kicked him in the ribs. "This is no time for that, dumbass. Let's get his ass inside."

He stared at Katou as he had spoken another language. Then everything clicked.

They had Setsuna inside and on his bed faster than either one of them could blink. Kira wrapped Setsuna's wrist while Katou tried to check his pulse. Finally, Kira had to do it. He made Katou go get more blankets. They bundled Setsuna up in the extra blankets.

"Is… Is he gonna make it?" Katou asked in an all to frightened voice. He didn't sound like himself.

Kira only nodded.

Katou slipped out of the room, closing the door softly behind him.

Kira took Setsuna's hand in his own, entwining their fingers. He watched the face of the only person he had ever really loved and began to cry.

A/N: Well, here it is. I'd just like to thank : BeliveMe, xMizzxBx, fallenangelofnight, PowrRangrFreeek, and WaterDragonfromtheUnderworld. Thanks for the reviews, they were very much apreciated. Hope you liked. Flames are welcomed. Just tell what you got a problem with and I'll try to fix it. No promises though. Please, review. Arigato (Thank You)!