The journey of Yin and Yang

What appeared in Yang's sight when he woke up was a concerned young lady with beautiful sapphire eyes. In his muddled state, he thought that it was an angel that had pitied him and taken care of him. At that thought, hegrinned widely.

"Angel." He mumbled.

When Ying saw that Yang waking up, she ceased the water flow and put on the lid. To claim that she wasn't relieved would be a lie. They were in this mess together after all.

However, her heart skipped a beat for whatever reason when she saw his smile. She quickly dismissed it and convinced herself that it must have been her imagination. Because of her agitation, she didn't notice him speaking.

"We need to find somewhere to rest and prepare for the nightfall." Ying's voice came out raspy as she lightly patted his cheek.

Slowly, Yang started to recall the situation and realized how embarrassing he had been. Both of them suffered the same sun and the same heat, but still he had been the first one to go down defeated. It was like all the other times, when he was always at loss when engaging with the Ice God.

He quickly put on the face protection and pulled himself up from the ground. Because of his flustered and weak condition, he wavered and almost tumbled down hadn't it been Ying grabbing him by his arm.

"Thanks." He mumbled as he held on to her.

The response was an acknowledging nod from Ying. They then started to move while steadying each other, since both were exhausted.

Soon the sun was leaving the sky, but they still hadn't found any proper place to settle down. A few cactus wouldn't provide that much protection after all. Therefore they stopped below a sand hill.

With a thud, both Gods landed on their bottom and panted heavily. The thirst they had was severe, but they decided to spare the last water bag til the day after. With the dropping temperature, they wouldn't at least have to worry about sweating.

They took off their backpack and facial protection before lying down on their back. As they watched the beautiful sunset, Yang sneaked a few glances at the woman beside him. He had to admit that she was one of the most beautiful women he had ever seen with her long black hair and the sharp edges in her countenance.

"Beautiful."