A/N: I do not own Darker Than Black. It belongs to its owner.

I really am hoping to see Season 3 of Darker Than Black.

Chapter 1

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It was past midnight.

A lone figure walked along the deserted road with a grocery bag in his hand. His steps were unhurried but his eyes were vigilant as ever as he scouted his surrounding, trying to detect any anomaly in the environment.

It's been two weeks since the whole fiasco with the Izanami incident and it's been two weeks since Hei rescued Yin from the clutches of Section 3, one of the many subdivisions in the Syndicate. He knew that they were still searching for him and Yin. They would not stop searching for the both of them and he'd rather die than let the Syndicate or any other organization got their hands on Yin again.

He watched around him cautiously before he turned a corner, making sure that no one was following him. It would be a lot harder to run now since Yin had not regained her consciousness after he broke her out of the pod. It made them vulnerable to any danger coming their way. The only thing consoling him right now was that, no one would think twice to search for him in a high class suburban like the one he currently resided. The usual run down accommodation was his typical choices when he went in hiding, but not this time. He's trying to break the habit so that no one could predict his move.

He was glad that he had bought the house at the end of the road under different alias when he was still working for the Syndicate. His paranoia to always be prepared for a sticky situation seemed to pay off. He had another safe house outside Tokyo and he planned to go there when Yin regained her consciousness or when they were in pursuit. Hopefully it was the former.

As he reached the end of the road, he looked around one last time in alert before he pushed the gate open and quickly went through the door, eager to get out of the chilly night air.

Hei locked the door behind him and proceed to the kitchen where he stocked the food he bought earlier in their rightful place. After inspecting every inch of the house and every lock available in it, he went to his bedroom where Yin laid motionless on the bed.

Automatically, his eyes glimpsed on her form as he walked through the door, shrugging the heavy coat from his body and hung it on the wall. He walked closer to her form and sat on the empty chair beside the bed and did what he always did whenever he didn't have anything else to occupy his time. He sat there watching her intently as if willing her to wake up any moment.

But no. She won't wake up no matter how much time he spent beside her watching, pleading for her to open her eyes and whispered his name through her lips. He longed to hear her voice again after months of yearning.

Feeling dejected yet again for another night, Hei stripped off his shirt and pants and donned his favorite sweat shirt and boxer to prepare himself to sleep. He slipped under the covers beside Yin and wrapped her form closer to him. Her skin felt so cold, so he pulled her tighter against his body to share his body heat.

"Yin," he whispered softly as he gently removed the hair that got stuck to her face. He was worried about her. It's been two weeks but she didn't show any indication that she was going to wake any time soon. A lot was playing in his mind. What if she never woke up? What if they were attack? What if he failed to protect her? What would he do if she was separated from him again?

He didn't think that he could live without her in his life. He was all he got left in this chaotic world. He would be lost without her to anchor him.

"Please wake up," he pleaded yet again. The thought of her leaving him alone scared him.

Her condition was not getting better from day to day. She was looking more fragile than before, a fact that didn't escape his astute and calculating eyes.

"I need you to wake up," he said as his eyes slowly drifting off to sleep.

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She felt warm.

It was a nice feeling. She felt warm and safe.

She felt the arms around her, enveloping her in a hug. The warmth she felt was welcoming. She loved it. The arms around her felt familiar. She opened her eyes slowly and felt the darkness around her. She couldn't see clearly as she was almost blind but she at least knew that the room she was in was dark. It must be night time, but she didn't know what time it was.

She turned her head sideways only to be met face to chest with the warm body next to her. She inhaled the clean crisp smell from the shirt her nose was buried in. The smell too seemed familiar to her and she only knew one person who would cuddle her closely like this. The person she missed so much during her long time sleep to prevent her own awakening.

"Hei," she whispered hoarsely, wincing slightly as her throat felt parch and scratchy from the long unused. She brought her fingers stiffly to his face but managed to caress it gently, marveling at the feel of his skin against her.

"Hei," she whispered once again, her dainty fingers falling from his face. She felt so tired even when she had been sleeping for so long. It was because her muscle and body was used to being static and even a small movement made her tire easily.

She felt movement from her companion and she heard the gasped he emitted.

"Yin," she heard Hei exclaimed in shock. She heard the sound of button being clicked and she instantly felt the light on her face. She closed her eyes for a second before opening it again to adjust her failed vision. She could see the speck of color returning to her vision although it was blurry.

Without warning, she felt her body being dragged upward and enveloped in a tight hug. "Yin," she heard Hei whispered with a cracked voice. In fact, he sound so broken it brought tears to her eyes. Never before she ever heard Hei sounded like this. He hugged her even tighter as if afraid to let her go.

She wanted to comfort him, to hug him back but her arms failed her. "Hei," she called his name, but the action sent her into a coughing fit as her throat was dry.

Hei let go of her and laid her back on the bed. "Wait here, I'm going to get you a glass of water," he said before he quickly dashed out of the room. Well, it's not like she was going to move anywhere soon in her condition.

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Hei couldn't believe it. He couldn't his eyes as he gazed into the crimson violet orb that he missed so much. She was awake. Yin was awake and calling for him.

He felt ecstatic and in his eagerness, he forgot that she was still weak when he abruptly crushed her to his chest.

He returned to the room with a glass of water in his hand. He went to her side and helped her into a sitting position before he brought the glass to her lips. She took a sip of the water and gradually drank it till the last drop. Her throat must be killing her.

"Yin, how are you feeling?" He inquired gently.

"Better," she answered shortly. He could see that even the smallest feat made her weary. It was to be expected for someone who just woke up from a long coma.

"You need to rest," he decided as he laid her back on the bed. He made a move to get up from the bed but she was quick to seize his wrist loosely with her hand. Panic was written on her face. "What's wrong?" He asked in concern at her sudden change of expression.

"You're not leaving are you?" She asked quietly.

"No," he said as he placed the empty glass on the night stand beside the bed. "I'm not going anywhere," he continued before he took his place beside her on the bed, wrapping her fragile form with his much larger frame. "I won't leave you alone again," he said with determination as a promise to her. A promise that he did not intended to break again.

He would do everything he could to not break that promise.

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To be continued

A/N: I really, really wish to see a continuation of Darker Than Black. I just couldn't get enough of Hei and Yin. That's why I wrote this piece. This story is going to be a two-shot or three-shot, who knows. Nothing is set in stone yet.

So what do you think?