This is my frist fic hope you like...
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Warning yoai Riku/Sora not into it dont read...
Chapter 1: Blood and Friends
The flow of blood ran slowly down his arm, adding to the crimson poolon the floor. He cleaned the blade off on the now-stained rag before returning the blade to his wrist. The cold feel of the blade sentchills up his spine. Slowly, he pushed the blade down hard, pulling it sluggishly across his wrist.
'All I want is to forget, forget about realty and the hell that is my life.'
When he finally stopped, the cut left spilled crimson, therefore letting loose the scent of fresh blood. He leaned against the wall, enthralled in the pain. After a while, he picked himself off the floor, walking to his bathroom. The rag that he had used was thrown in the trash, as it had served its purpose. Walking to the sink, he examined his reflection in the mirror.
Aqua green eyes stared back at him, the pools showing a depth of emotion. His silver hair, just reaching his shoulders, was tucked behind his ears. Riku removed his shirt carefully to avoid hitting his new cuts. He then removed his other clothing, tossing it on the bathroom floor and showing a well-toned body with creamy pale skin.
Riku turned on the shower, letting the water heat up before he stepped in. He let the water wash over his body, relaxing his tense muscles. He grabbed a bar of soap, lathering it up before gently running it over his cuts.
'Doesn't hurt now, but tomorrow it will, along with the why-I-didn't-kill-myself-when-I-had-the-chance-mood I'll have
tomorrow.'
With that thought, he finished showering, grabbed a towel and headed to his kitchen. He rummaged through his cabinet before coming across the white first aid kit. He clumsily bandaged his wrist before going to change from his towel to a pair of boxers to sleep in.
'Why do I always feel drained after this? I mean, it's not like I haven't done this before. Actually, I think I have been doing this for two years already…Well, not as much like when I first started, but like I should be proud of that. Still, I haven't stopped, and it would be a lie to say I had.'
Riku set his clock to wake him up early, seeing as he was walking to school with his friends and needed to be awake so they wouldn't take the pleasure of waking him up themselves. This made Riku chuckle at his friend's actions; that day had started off weirdly. Seeing as they dumped cold water on him, flipped over his mattress with him on it and yelling his name. "What a rude awakening that was," he laughed out loud. Riku then got in bed, hoping spending tomorrow with his friends would lighten his mood. He slowly drifted off letting sleep wash over him, wrapping himself in the covers.
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