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He continued to walk forward, completely ignoreing Muraki following him. Pausing, he noticed the fox like man standing before the door taking a puff from his Cig. No expression flowed his face as he stared at him, a feeling of trapment began to flow through him. Lowering the gunblade he looked a bit more serious then before.

" -...Move."

Ignoreing Muraki, he walked slowly towards the door. Not even giving Oriya a glance of any sort. He was set and determined to leave, disbite the fact he had other wounds on his body that Muraki had not had a chance to see. He wanted to settle a few scores and was too stubborn to go down so suddenly.

".....Fine"

It was then, at that moment, that the soilder's eyes grew into the size of large watermelons. A expression of extreme shock and surprise. A sharp pain rushed all through his body and instantly he was on his knees. Head lowered as deep grunts edmited from his body. A hand instantly at his side, and his gunblade dropping to the floor. Blood trickled down from under his shirt through his fingers and onto the silver frame of his blade. He tried to force himself to stand only to find that his body would not allow him to move another inch.

Silently, he was damning the fox- humaniod....Damn him...Damn him to hell..

" -Nnnghhh..."

The soilder was hunched over and trembling. His once polished blade now stainned in red from his own blood. His side was wounded still, somehow had managed to hide such a thing from the Doctor Muraki. Giving one last grunt, he tried to stand but was unable. Great! Just great..So close to freedom and Muraki's 'pet' had to interfere. He didn't bother looking towards Muraki, he was too stubborn. After all, this was a personal affair and there wasn't anything he hated more then people getting involved in his own affairs.

".....-Nngh..."

This only resulted in Muraki getting punched in the face. A fist went swinging and tried to make aim at the doctors face. His fist was already stainned with blood so if he hit the doctor or not, it didnt matter, it was still messy in the end. A light grunt was edmited from the soilder as the fist was swinging, he was trying to aim for the dead center of the doctors face, while his other hand had grabbed at one of the doctors wrist's to try and stop his attempts at undressing him. Perverted Doctors...He didn't want to 'kiss' on the first date. To be a little sarcastic, in the back of his mind, the small devil side of him was simply thinking '-Wasn't there supposed to be dinner and a movie first..?' while the concious side of him had ripped the halo and wings off and was ready and set to rumble. Screw trying to aviod him..It was on!

By this point, he was already exhausted from the lack of blood. Hunched over, he just gave a fading glare up towards where Muraki stood. Parting his lips, sound tried to come out before his body caved in and he collapsed against the check up bed. Unable to force himself awake any longer,a sure fire sign that he wasn't at all ready to leave and finish unsettled scores.

"....."

All the while, the lone soilder was lost in his own world of darkness inside his mind. He needed help, he needed guidance, he needed -her..

In his dreams of fog and mist, he found himself in his lone valley of broken ground and empty barrens. Standing there, in his typical outfit of leather and belts, he seemed a bit distant in his expression that once held such a bold determination. But, all that was gone now..He cound't protect the one flower that grew in his empty valley. SeeD's finest GunBlade wielder, besides one other, and he was unable to protect the one person that had made all the clouds wash away and bring the sweet scent of life back into his world..

Riona..His dear Riona..All of his thoughts were clouded by the memory of her. Haunted by it, his hand weakled lifted up and latched itself onto the white coat of the Doctor. Lips moved, yet no sound came out until a breath was taken. As air passed back out through his lips, only one sound came out.

"-Riona.."