Sum. Riku came back to his home town for the summer after two years of being away. But what was suppose to be memorable and happy turned out to be frustrating and horrible. Maybe not for him exactly, but to his best friend whom he loves dearly. Riku saves his best friend from the cruel abuse at home, but now that Sora has escaped the physical damage, can he escape the mental? Riku's driven to try. Coming back isn't the problem, it's going away again. Yaoi. Riku/Sora

discalimer: don't own KH 1 or 2, Riku, Sora or anything like that...(too bad...)

a/n:rated M for later abuse and possible lemon...yaoi in this...you have been warned.

DAMAGED SOUL, WITHERED FLOWER

CHAP. 1

The silver haired teen stared out the window. The plane has said they were almost at their destination and he felt excited, though his serene face showed no trace of that. He brushed some sliver bangs that hovered just over his eyes out of his face.

He glanced down at the piece of paper he had received a month ago. It brought a smile on his face as he had a feeling overwhelm him. No one had shown so much care for him since his late mother.

But the letter was only half of his excitement. He, Riku, was heading home. Or, to his home town at least. Destiny island, the peaceful, beautiful, small but quaint town. It had been a full two years and many months since he moved from destiny Isle to the city of Radiant Garden, Hollow Bastian.

He had thought that a state named Hollow Bastian would be dull, polluted, broken and rundown. But it was nice for a city, then again, it all really depended on where you lived. He had made many nice friends who were around his age, if not older. But no matter where he went and who he befriended, none compared to the brunette he missed and loved.

It hurt Riku to remember when he had to leave. His best friend got all tearful for his departure and it always pained Riku to see him that way, even for him. They were together since Riku was 2 and he was 1. They were inseparable, stuck like glue, but Riku's father got a promotion and had to move to be closer to the company.

Typical. It was always on the shows on TV and all. Riku just didn't think it would happen to him personally. But when Riku got informed, he was 15 and his best friend was 14. Young teens, yet Riku's best friend cried for him.

Riku cried too, when no one was around. His only regret was not telling his best friend how he felt. But now, was like a second chance! A long second chance. He has two months to tell him and spend time with him. He just hoped that he wasn't already spoken for.

Riku found a pocket on his shirt and felt the keys inside. He mentally sighed, he hadn't forgotten his house key. Even though they moved, Riku had asked his father not to sell the house. Luckily, his father granted his request. It also saved Riku the trouble of finding a hotel and saved Riku the trouble of finding a home when he moved out.

He had vowed to return one day. No matter how long it took, even if he had to scratch up some money. Luckily his father willingly paid for this trip, so long as he returned by the end of July. Riku didn't argue, it was a good chance, any is better than none.

His aquamarine eyes read and reread the name on the letter in neat writing. Well, better than his 'chicken scratch' or at least, that's what the teachers had told him it was. His writing hadn't even been considered writing, or from the English alphabet!

Aside that, Riku smiled at the folded up letter with his name written nicely and perfectly. "Sora…" whispered Riku as he called the name of his best friend.

Sora had made a vow to write Riku whenever he had a chance to. Riku remembered smiling and laughing to himself when a week later, he received a letter from Sora. Riku always wrote back in detail, of course he typed it up, since he couldn't even read his own writing. Soon, Sora was sending letters monthly. Riku never missed Sora's cue.

It usually always came the second week of each month. The last letter came a month ago, it stated that Sora had summer vacation soon and Riku should come and visit, knowing he had vacation as well. Sora had always told him this every year. But this time Riku made sure he could come for the summer.

Riku had happily wrote back telling him he'd come this year. And now here he was, stepping off the plane to met Sora. Two years after and all. Riku vaguely wondered if the isle had changed. He blocked the sun out of his eyes as it shined brightly above.

He could feel already feel the heat as he walked into the air conditioned lobby. It send a familiar chill up his body, a couple paces from the departure zone, he could still see Sora crying and waving as Riku left.

His round childish face enveloped by his brown messy mane of hair. Always in that adorable spiky way that looked soft when the wind blew it around, making it wisp around him.

His soft azure eyes that were always kind to look at and his perfectly flawless tan body that looked baby soft. Of course Sora had always been short for his age, even at 14 years old and always had that goofy smile of his adorning his face. Always wearing that red outfit with his favorite necklace.

Riku had bothered to notice almost everyday what he wore, how he looked like, just so the memory wouldn't fade when he moved. And almost every time Riku closed his eyes, the burning memory of Sora was there to relief him.

Riku knew that the Sora he had burned into his head was an 'outdated' one, but remembering how he looked was good reference. Now he was excited that he was meeting him again. But in his opinion, he really didn't think Sora would change.

He was wrong. When he glanced around the air port lobby he didn't find anyone who looked like the Sora he knew, or the Sora he remembered. He stood, duffle bag on the ground and a backpack slumped over his shoulder, as he looked around. His shoulders slumped after a minute of not seeing him.

"I thought he'd be at least early."he thought. "Maybe he doesn't care as much as I thought he would." Riku sighed, he hated being down on himself.

"Riku?"

The sliver haired teen turned around and nearly lost his cool composure. Standing before him was none other than Sora, but much more mature. Riku blinked a few times as he stared at him. Still shorter than him by a three or two inches and his brown hair was still the same style as before. His blue eyes the same but even deeper and more mesmerizing then usual.

Sora all in all, was leaner, taller, thinner and more muscled. His face lost all of it's baby face and he wore black cargos with a sleeveless tight red shirt. He also wore fingerless black gloves, the same smile still normal and friendly as usual.

Riku could feel himself get harder by the second as he stood staring. He mentally took a deep breath and smiled back at Sora.

"Hey Sora! Long time no see."

Sora smiled even bigger, "Yeah, I was scared there for a minute! I didn't think you were you!" Sora laughed, "You look very different since two years ago."

Riku nodded, "You too!" he patted Sora's messy hair, "You have defiantly grown."

Sora blushed a bit and smiled, "You too, you let your hair grow longer! And here I thought your father wouldn't let you."

Riku chuckled lightly, "Well, we short of made a deal. I'd behave at school and he'd let me look the way I wanted to."

Sora nodded and took the duffle bag that was on the ground. He strained as he bend down but Riku didn't put much thought to it. Riku noticed a bruise on his right arm as he picked up the suitcase. Riku always remembered Sora having smooth skin and Sora hardly ever bruised.

Riku furrowed his brow, "Sora?" he called.

Sora looked up as he swung the duffle bag strap over his shoulder. "Hmm?" he mused meeting Riku's aquamarine eyes.

"What happened to your arm?" he asked.

Sora glanced to his bar arm, he had forgotten all about the visible bruise. He tensed up but then smiled weakly as he glanced back to Riku.

"Um, I got hit by a soft ball yesterday." he admitted.

Riku sighed, it looked as big as a soft ball. "You have to be careful when playing Sora. Geez you can be spacey sometimes." he shook his head but smiled. "Well, lets get back home."

Sora nodded with a smile and followed him out of the airport lobby and into the blazing afternoon sun.

Riku and Sora opened the front door of Riku's long abandoned house, both laughing as they idly remembered past events.

"Of course I remember were we use to play. The Island not too far from here. That's how Destiny Isle got it's name!" smiled Riku.

Sora crossed his arms, "Just wondering if you did remember, I mean, how am I suppose to know you remembered? You've been gone for two years!" Sora sighed as he planted himself on the only couch that was left behind.

"Destiny Island has changed since you've been away." he muttered seriously.

Riku set down the backpack next to the duffle bag were Sora had carelessly tossed it. "Yeah, like you." Riku smiled, simply dazzling Sora into oblivion. "We should visit the island soon. I miss it." he muttered as he sat on the arm of the chair.

Sora sighed, "I bet you forgot a lot of things since you've been away." he said looking up at Riku.

Riku looked down meeting his gaze, "Well, I do remember…" a devilish smile graced his face, "You being ticklish."

Sora bolted up right but before Sora could run, Riku pinned him to the couch and tickled him mercilessly. Sora burst out laughing.

"Ha-ha…Riku…ha-ha…no! Ha-ha…ow…ha-ha." laughed Sora.

Riku noticed Sora getting hurt by his tickling so he stopped and stared down at him. "What's wrong Sora? I use to always tickle you."

Riku got off Sora and the couch, much to his disappointment. Sora sat up and rubbed his abdomen area tenderly. Riku folded his arms and stared at him.

"Are you okay? I didn't hurt you did I?" he asked.

Sora shook his head, hiding the pain he felt in that area. Riku furrowed his brow in thought but Sora shot up and smiled.

"Ha I got you good Riku!" he taunted, "Now let's go outside, you've got a lot of catching up to do!"

Riku smirked as he watched Sora leave the house. Riku's smile faded as soon as he was gone.

"What's wrong with Sora…" he thought.

a/n: so umm. Read&Review! pleaz...

-Wind-priestess21