This is the only author comment, which is to say I have none, and this is just to stall and bug you… here is the chapter, I'm aiming for ten chapters now (finally has a set number in head)…!

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Pudding's POV

The silence was louder than anything right now, it resounded in my head. I realized what had just happened in a slow motion sort of way, but then ignoring the usually thought style, my mind began to race, faster than anything. I screamed at him and pounded my fists against his chest

"DON'T YOU DIE ON ME TART, IF YOU DO I'LL NEVER FORGIVE YOU!" that was a load of b.s she would forgive him, she would cry everyday and hate herself for bringing this on. My fists beat weaker on his chest till I just had my hands over his heart, my voice was racked with sobs, I wailed loud with remorse, it was a sad sound, a piercing, pitying heart is broken sound.

I carefully took him off the metal pallet that he had been lying on, I summoned my tambourine, and I made a cushion of the soft yellow attack, and I laid him down, then I laid down beside him, curled up in a miserable ball and just cried, I draped my body over his, maybe I could attempt a revival?

If I could, I would, yeah, maybe that's what I could do. I made sure I covered his familiar body with my own, and I let all of my life energy pour into my hands and I laid them on his outstretched hands, I cried fiercely hoping it would work, I felt weaker, maybe it was working? I waited, nothing, nothing, still nothing.

I picked myself up off him and stood up, I went to the sink, and ripped a five inch strip from the bottom of my shirt, shortening it considerably, and I soaked it in water, I went to my best friend, and my truest love, and I cleaned his face from the blood, I also noticed that I had bled on him from my glass-cut wrist, I carefully took off his shirt to reveal the damage done there, it was horrible, he had a terrible gash there, it seems Ichigo and Kish were wrong, deep-blue had gotten to him, after he had collapsed, what a dirty underhanded fighter.

I gently washed away the streams of blood from his body, and slowly, with tear-mixed water I washed him free of the gore that had coated him but minutes ago, I heard pounding at the door, they were probably trying to get in but couldn't, good, I just want to be here alone with Tart, my tears still fell, they landed on the terrible wound.

I heard a hissing sound, I opened my eyes cautiously, whenever they landed purely on his wound, they fizzed up and turned into thick foam, I used my rag to wash this off too, and wherever I washed what was left was pure clean skin, with no trace of the wound, no scar, nothing. Soon the whole thing was gone, I hopefully listened for his heart beat, but still nothing, his wound healing was a miracle in itself, but I still wanted, no needed him to live.

"Tart" I spoke to the dead shell of a person who used to be filled with so much life "Tart, oh, tart, I thought at first that, maybe I had to follow duty and married that creeper, but I realized, I could never have, I loved you to much, and then, you saw me and him kiss, and you ran, I hit that loser and I got soo mad, then I searched for you, but I couldn't find you, and now, I'm here, alone again, and your gone from me forever, how can I ever apologize enough? How can I ever thank you for your love enough? How can I tell you how much I love you? I can't, but, I" my voice caught in my throat, I swallowed and continued on "I just want to you to know how much I loved you, how much I've always loved you, since the day we met those many years ago, and I still love you, even past your death. I really wanted to have a life with you. I wish things could have turned out different… because your, so amazing, you're nice, caring, handsome, always there when I need you, loving, protective, special, and maybe I'm just seeing what I want, but I, love you." With that I breathed a shaky breath and laid my head on his chest once more, and I closed my eyes, hoping for anything.

Hours later I woke up, the trio outside had finally broken in and they had put a blanket over me, the blanket was warm, I snuggled closer into tart, feeling his warmth, and familiarity

"So you're finally up hey little monkey?"

"Not quite" I mumbled and pressed even closer, when it hit me, he was breathing, living, talking, I gasped and bolted up right, tart laughed

"I guess she's up now" I looked up at him and I jumped into his arms, tears flowing anew, I smothered him in kisses

"Tart, you're alive!" I shrieked and hugged him tighter, and kissed his soft lips

"Yea, Pudding I'm alive, don't it feel great?" he asked, I nodded, and like a helpless child I climbed into his lap, and rested my head on his shoulder, the blanket over the two of us, his arms wrapped around my stomach holding me close

"How did you live?" I asked he looked at me love filling his amber/brown eyes

"I don't know, none of us know, Ichigo, Kish, and Pai said they had finally broken in from the door you had jammed, and they saw the mess, blood, and you and me together, and by that time, I was alive sleeping beside you. They suspect that mew aqua, love, and life-force were involved, but does it matter now? Because now, I just want to talk of the good things, the lovely things, and you, I just want to be with you." I didn't say a word, but I turned up to him, and I kissed him so hard, so deep, love and relief filling each kiss, I was crying silent tears again, the stress releasing itself. I kissed him harder for it. He kissed me back, just as lovingly.

"So what do we do know?" I asked him after we had finally gotten our fill of each others lips.

"We marry"

"Agreed"

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This is not the last chapter okay; I have one more… like an epilogue, sorta… anyways, was it okay? Tell me!