Amantes sant Amentes (Lovers are Lunatics)
Introduction
The silver hared teen stared out across the orange horizon deep in thought, just watching the slowly ascending sun wake up to the new dawn of day.
"He's not coming for me, he's going to let me die. Well at least now I can prove my love for him," he thought to himself, emotions raging throughout his body.
Happiness because he could finally prove himself and at last he would be free from this cursed life and sadness because his loved one wasn't here to save him. Riku did not believe that it was possible for someone who was damned, like him to find a reason to keep on living, even if living was for an eternity. But he had found that reason and he didn't want to let it go.
1 month earlier
The slightly drunk brunette stared happily at his friends around him. Today was his birthday and he was planing on getting as drunk as possible, he wasn't the legal age yet but hey what did one year matter? He stared from one friend to the other, there was only three of them but that didn't matter. Sora had never met truer friends than these three; but then again Sora never got out much.
"To Sora, may he have a very happy drunk birthday" Pence said raising his beer in the air.
The two females Yuffie and Olette repeated his action and also made a toast to Sora.
"Happy Birthday Sora" they said in unison and drained their drinks.
Sora grinned happily and sculled his own beer. After that another round was ordered and another one after that, Sora lost count of how many he had had and was soon giggling hysterically at Pence and Olette. They had just got up on the dance floor and were making complete fools of themselves, Olette wanted to do the Tango but Pence was doing the Cha Cha, so imagine what that would look like and you'd understand why Sora was killing himself laughing. Sora got up shakily and headed towards the pub's door, passing Yuffie on the way who was talking to a rather pretty red head, Sora noted. He walked outside and down a dark alleyway, tripping on a dustbin on his way.
"Oh sorry miss" he muttered blushing lightly, obviously he was blind drunk if he couldn't tell the difference between a female and a dustbin.
"Hey lad, are you ok?" asked a gruff voice
Sora got up unsteadily and tried to regain his balance.
"Yeah, I just tripped over a perdy lady" Sora slurred, he tried to focus on the mans face but couldn't see anything.
"Well at least your to drunk to put up a fight" the man said cheerfully
"Now give me your cash or else I'll stab you to death" his voice was deathly serious but unfortunately Sora didn't noticed, he was to busy trying to refocus his eyes. He stepped forward shakily but forgot that the dustbin was right in front of him. Sora felt his knees hit cold metal and his legs gave way, the next minute a blinding pain shot through Sora's heart.
"Oh shit" Sora heard the man say, the sound of running filled the deserted alley then all was silent.
Sora fell on his knees and slowly looked down at his chest, the switchblade that the guy had been holding was embedded deep inside Sora's heart. The once white shirt that he had been wearing was now wet with dark red blood, blackness faded in and out of Sora's vision.
"I'm going to die, I don't want to die, please no not yet, please not yet"
Tears flowed down Sora's pale cheeks as he realized that his time was up, that his life would be over in a matter of minutes and how very right he was.
Sora felt strong arms wrapped around his body, holding him down, than a sharp pain shot through his neck. It felt as if the very life of him was being sucked out of his body. Sora opened his mouth to scream, to scream for his friends, his last hope but no words would come, his voice refused to give even the slightest whimper. A warm liquid suddenly flowed into his open mouth, making his blood turn into ice making all hope vanish completely. Then the darkness consumed him once and for all.