The cold snow crunched beneath his boots, snowflakes flurried down from the cloudy white sky – the day was heavily grey. As Yuu's eyes fluttered open, he could feel the hurt nearly everywhere. Ache covered his body. He hadn't yet come fully to his senses, only just enough to realize he was being carried and not walking as he originally thought. He was on Mika's back, hearing the boy's heavy breathing. As Yuu's eyes focused, he could see the crimson liquid leaking from Mika's wounds..