Shy and Breathless Part 2 (End)

There was nothing more Anastasia could do but hold whatever air she had left until she could no more. Her time was short. Her cheeks had turned from red to blue and were puffed to their limit. She made moaning noises in her throat and her stale air continued to escape her lips. The pain in her chest was unbearable. She braced herself for the end....

But then... the caved in end where S was had suddenly been sliced through. And there he was, with a unique longsword drawn as the rubble came down, clearing the path. At that instant, he wasted no time in freeing his new friend from the kelp, whose whole face was turning blue, cheeks set to burst, bubbles streaming from her lips. Once the kelp was cut, so was the entrance shortly afterwards by that same sword. S then hastily grabbed his friend and rushed for the exit.

Anastasia was trying her best to not inhale water, but she was losing conciousness. The exit was in sight. But as the they approached the surface, Anastasia finally gave out, opening her mouth, letting out her stale air.
She was going to inhale water, but miraculously, to her surprise and relief, she inhaled air, as she heard the splashing sound of breaking through the surface. She had never taken a bigger breath in her whole life. S kept her afloat while she filled her tortured lungs with sweet, fresh air. Once the colours in her cheeks faded, without a word, she burst into tears.

"I....I THOUGHT I WAS GONNA DIE!!" She wailed. "I....I....I was...SO SCARED!!" S couldn't stand to see her like this, bawling after a traumatic moment. But most of all. S couldn't stand to see a woman cry, so he held the bawling neko girl close and said, "Don't cry, my friend. Surviving is something to be happy about." Anastasia stopped crying and focused on breathing. She looked up to him. "T-thank you so much..." "No," S said quietly. "Thank YOU for not giving up."

They pulled themselves onto land, Anastasia still limp from lack of air, held close by S. The sun was setting on the ocean, giving the sea an orange tint. S quickly dried his coat, then let Anastasia use it as a towel. "Oh, thank you." She dried herself as she watched the beautiful sunset. After she was dry, S dried his coat again, and wrapped it around her, keeping her warm. Anastasia began to blush. "Why is he doing this," she thought. "It's kinda embarrassing." But the coat was warm. And that made her happy. "S," she said softly to the mysterious man that saved her life. "Thank you..." She wrapped herself in S's coat, closed her eyes and rested her aching body by his side as the sun began to sink.

As she drifted into sleep, S looked at her face and whispered. "Thank you."
THE END.