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My arms scream at me, telling me to stop at once, so I obey reluctantly, hoping my efforts have been worthwhile. I lower the metal rod I have been using as my blunt tool onto the concrete slab, listening to the paint flake off in the silence from what I can only assume to be a pipe in front of me. Whatever I had been hitting, it was loud enough. It is when I place the rod down that I realise just how severe the pain in my arms is; a hot, throbbing sensation that I should've listened to long ago. Unsure of how to rest for the time being, I roll onto my side and bring my knees up to my chin, the thick darkness engulfing our world scaring me that little bit more, causing a few tears to drip and my body to quake.

Quake…

How I know now.

Kiku seems to sense my uneasiness, and so he crawls slowly over to my form, taking care neither to surprise me in the pitch black, nor to hit his head on what we believe to be a brick wall inches above our heads. All we can do is crawl on our stomachs and wait. We have no supplies, no light, no way to know the time. Two minutes may have past, maybe two days.

It is a void.

I feel a shaking and weak arm wrap around my stomach and a torso rest against my back. I begin to relax slightly when a face nuzzles into my hair, taking in its scent and texture.

"[Name], I'm so sorry…" he mutters without any pause, all gushing out under his breath as his last word crumbles.

"Kiku…" I whisper, the pain in my arms beginning to overwhelm me, reducing my voice to nothing.

"I'm so pleased you came to Japan with me. Earthquakes are very commonplace here, but never… never this powerful…" The tears are now apparent in his voice, words falling apart and tone jumping wildly.

I roll over to face him, only the black stares back at me, but I feel his arms still around me, his cocoa eyes on mine, and the warmth from his presence against my cold skin.

"But Kiku… I have you here with me," I confess to the darkness as it begins to sob quietly, ashamed of showing emotion, yet so overjoyed to hear something so uplifting in such a situation. I lean forward, my nose colliding with soft, wet skin. I plant kisses all over, and I am repaid similarly, the cold, rough concrete we lie upon not intruding in our moment together.

"I-I-If no one finds us…" he begins, "know that I--"

"love you… more than anything on earth."

I smile to the black, and feel it smile back.

We nuzzle deeper into each other, holding us close and waiting. Waiting. Waiting.

And then there was light.