Couple Pairing: Riku/Kairi Song: Savin' me Band: Nickleback Genre: Angst, Romance, Drama

Day thirteen.

Thirteen days. Thirteen days have passed by. Thirteen days since the attack. Thirteen days since the capture. Thirteen days since he was locked in this cell. Thirteen days since he had seen her face. Thirteen.

Never had a number seemed so vile to him.

He could feel the blood start to run down his back again, one would have thought he would have bled himself dry by now but somehow more seemed to always find its way out. They had come to his cell sometime during the day, he had been too weak to fight them off, but gods know he tried. He knew what was to come.

Like the first day he had been captured they had taken him out to the courtyard for all to see. Tying him to a pole, his back exposed, they had taken a whip to him. There had been no mercy when the blows were dealt. In fact if he didn't know better he would think they had gotten some kind of sick pleasure from it, if the light in their eyes and their gleeful smiles were any indication. Hell, he knew better, they had enjoyed it. Every last minute of it, of every other day they enjoyed it.

And he swore one day he would get his revenge, he would see just how much they enjoyed it when they found him hovering over them with a blade in his hand pointed at their black hearts.

He hissed when his open back touched the cell wall, the bastards hadn't even been curtsied enough to give him a shirt to cover him. He held himself away from the wall as best he could but it was difficult with his wrists chained to the wall above his head. His wrists burned and ached from the long hours of supporting himself up, he tried to stand straight most of the time to release some of the pain, but moments like this he would rather have his wrists suffer then his back. It was a shame really that the cold stone hurt his back so much, the coldness would be a joy for putting the fire on his back out.

He could feel his mind slipping, the pain finally ready to knock him out. He cherished these moments, the moments when he could feel no pain, felt no hostility, no anger. All he felt was peace and blissful unawareness. He could feel a joy and happiness he thought dead why awake.

He dreamed of her arms around him, holding him from behind, the fire on his back was put out by her cool touch. She was warm, but it was a comfortable warmth that almost always brought tears to his eyes for the simple fact that it didn't hurt him.

He leaned his head back against her chest, finding peace in the sound of her heart beating in a gentle rhythm. He knew what would happen next, she would lean down to whisper gentle comforts to him, telling him that everything would be alright. That he was safe with her and that he had nothing to worry about as long as she was with him. It was these vey words that filled his mind every minute of the day, these moments that kept him sane.

He would find joy and comfort in these moments, fearing nothing why in her arms.

And then he woke up, and found himself again in the place that brought him nothing but pain. The burning on his back wasn't as intense now; he guessed it must have been more than a couple of hours since he passed out. He could feel the strain against his wrists increasing; they felt like they would snap if he didn't relieve some of the pressure from them. No doubt it was this pain that brought him back from his heaven.

He leaned his head back against the wall, imagining it was her. On the outside he made no movement, he was as still as a statue. On the inside he screamed. He wanted to cry out, scream out and curse every soul that trapped him here away from her. He wanted to fight against his chains, not caring if it did nothing but cause him more pain.

He wanted her.

He hated this place; he detested it with every fiber in his bones. He hated everything that brought him here, everything that put him here. The very sight of the room brought such an uncomfortable rage to him he felt like a wild animal.

He called out to her. Her name never escaped his lips, but in his mind, in his soul, his very being, he called for her. He screamed her name out tell he finally broke down.

His head fell forward, he stared at the cell's floor tell he couldn't even take that anymore. He shut his eyes tightly locking any of the water threatening to become tears. Without even noticing he cried her name. "Kairi."

"Riku."

He jerked. He wouldn't allow himself to believe he just heard that voice, wouldn't allow himself to believe he heard her voice. Only in his dreams, it was only in his dreams she was there. He lifted his head slowly, telling himself again that she wasn't really there, that he hadn't just heard her voice. She wasn't really here.

Then why did she stand before him? his mind screamed.

"I've finally found you."

He wouldn't allow himself to believe it. The tears didn't care.

Ok, here's the deal with this story, I wrote this one-shot why listening to the song Savin' me by Nickleback. This is one of three one-shots to this song. Basically I've decided to write a series of one-shot with the idea of them being Riku/Kairi pairings. This part is to the first half of the song. I haven't decided yet but I think these one-shots will be inspired by songs, I might do some that are not from songs, but they might be rare ones. If anybody wants to give me a song to write a one-shot to I would be happy to. Keep in mind though that the story may not have any reference to the original kingdom hearts story. For instance I like to think of this story taking place in a sort of historical time, maybe somewhere around the 13th or 14th century. I'm open to any type of song; sad, happy, angry, etc. Anything. Reply.