Servant reaches out, taking Hinata's hand. Hinata sighs shakily in response, biting his lower lip. Servant smiles gently, reaching up with his free, gloved-hand and gently stroking his tanned cheek.

". . .I'm scared." Hinata admits.

"Don't be. It's going to be alright."

"There are former Super High School Level Hunters and Assassins after everyone-which includes us-not to mention the Warriors Of Hope after your ass. We're going to be dead within the day!" The brunet groans, anxiously wringing his hands.

Servant sighs, wrapping his arms around Hinata and holding him close. "Mmm, I'll be honest there's a very good possibility. I mean, I used up all my good luck today by getting to finally kiss you so I can't guarantee anything. . .Do you fear death, Hajime?"

Hinata hesitates for a second. ". . .For a long time I didn't. Life was meaningless, especially without talent. I got bullied and roughed up a lot. . .Life wasn't that great. And then, you know, the Tragedy and I figured I was going to die anyway. . .and then you tied me up and changed my life and since then I had reason to live. . .So, I don't fear the concept of death himself but I fear leaving this Earth and being separated from you." He admits.

Servant hums. "How sweet that I could help you out then. . .Come on, we shouldn't really stay in one place. We should keep going."

"Mhm. "

-

There have got to be at least four different guns pointed at the couple. Hinata holds tight to Servant's hand, not wanting to let go of him to the very end.

Their backs are literally against the wall. There's no where they can go.

". . .It's over, Remnant and Accomplice. End of the line."

Hinata takes shaky breaths as all the guns swivel to aim at him. "N-No, please! I-I didn't do anything! Neither did Servant, come on!"

But none of them listen as they fire.

Two shots hit him, one in the leg and the other in the chest, and he cries out in pain, falling to the ground. Servant gasps, falling to his knees and catching him before his head can hit the concrete.

"Hinata? Hajime! Hajime!!" Servant shakes his partner who is rapidly fading from consciousness.

The brunet reaches up to weakly cup Servant's cheeks. "Hey Servant. . ," He asks softly, "What's your real name? . . .I'd like to know at least. . .before I go."

"I'm sorry I dragged you into all of this," Servant whispers, "And. . .it's Komaeda. Komaeda Nagito."

"Komaeda Nagito. . ," He repeats thoughtfully, "What a wonderful name."

And then suddenly, his arm falls back limp as the former Reserve's heart stops beating.

Servant shakes him. "Hajime? Hajime?!"

His head shoots back up at the sound of a cocking gun, staring right into the barrel. "How dare you kill my Haji-" Is all he manages to hiss before a bullet pierces through his head, killing him instantly.

His body slumps forward, collapsing on top of Hinata as the blood continues to pour out of both of them. His hand falls on top of the brunet's, head on his chest.

Not even death would separate them.