Contains YAOI in later chapters.
Disclaimer, I own none of the characters in this story.
Chapter one: Why Aerith, Why?
"Why? Oh God, why?" A boy of a stouty age of sixteen sat alone in a meadow sulking, and crying, and sulking. "Why did she have to leave me?" He cried again. He'd been there, all day. He just sat there, unmoving, just crying.
"What did I do?" He sobbed. Tears were pouring again. "Why, God? Why!" He shouted now, louder than usual, perhaps hoping that someone would hear him, and maybe try to comfort him. He, however, was inconsolable. He just sat there, sobbing and wining over his lost love, Aerith.
A boy could be seen now, running through the brush. "Riku? Riku where are you? Dad has been looking for you all day? Riku?"
'That blasted Cloud'. Riku hid away behind a tree as the boy passed him by. Despite being his best friend...All Riku wanted was to be alone and wallow in his misery.
The foot steps quickly faded away as the boy, seeing no hope in finding him, began to run back to Verona, his home town. The town that housed his family, and his enimy, the Capulets.
"Aerith...What did I do? Did you not love me the way that I did you? Oh God...Aerith..." A broke into another fit of sobs, uncontrolled. He laid don't on the cold grass of the meadow surrounding him and cried. His heart had been shattered and given back to the one who he'd given it to. Shattered like a flimsy piece of glass beaten down by a hammer. The boy would have liked to take that hammer, picked him up, and dashed himself through the head with one forceful blow. At least his misery would end.
He held himself with shivering hands, his lungs quaking from his tears. His eyes were the color of red from lack of sleep.
"Aerith...You were my everything. What did I do?"
"uhm...Riku?" Aerith sad through desperate kisses placed by Her boyfriend. Her lover, however, didn't hear anything, he just kept attacking her mouth with lust and love.
"Ri-" She tried again. He cut her off. She grabbed his waist and pushed as hard as she could, knocking him off of her and onto the cold wooden floor.
"Aerith? What was that for?" He said letting out a chuckle. Just as he was about to stand up and begin his onslaught again, she put a finger to his mouth and stood up.
"Riku, I have something else to discuss with you." She turned around and began to brush her hair while looking at herself through the mirror on her dresser.
"What is it love?"
She let out a long sigh. "You see...the thing is...well."
He laughed again, "Come on, out with it!"
She applied a thick layer of lip stick, fire engine red to be exact.
"Come on! You know you can tell me anything."
"The truth is..."
"Come on."
"Well..."
"Say it! I promise I wont get offended!"
"Don't promise me things like that."
"Oh come on! How bad could it be?"
"Well, kind of bad."
"Well, then tell me. I'm sure that I can help." Riku was getting frustrated, she was stalling on purpose.
"Well."
"Tell me, Damnit!"
"I don't love you!"
Silence. Nothing but the cold death of silence that killed Riku's soul in that instant. A tear dropped from his eye, but her's stayed steady and unwavering. She then opened the door and waited for him to leave her alone, forever.
"Oh God...Aerith...Did I diserve this?" He asked himself again, shaded by a tall tree from the piercing sun of the hot summer day. He sat up and leaned against the tree, hoping that maybe he'd wake up from this nightmare and find that she still loved him. But what is the point in false hope?
"There is no point. Just death and sorrow."
Riku stood to his feet and began to walk blindly back to Verona, the only ounce of happiness left inside of him. His lovely city. Maybe there is someone else in this world waiting for him there. Wishing for the same thing as he.
Love.
But people like Riku, nothing good comes without evil.
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