I was thinking about namign this chapter after another song, but I don't know if I should, thought it'd be too clique. The song I was going to pick, was Relient K's 'I Need You' that song basically is what this whole story is about, but, I guess I won't.

Depressing. Nothing more. I'm not gonna update so soon this time, I'll need plenty of reviews to keep me going. So review, or I won't update in like, two weeks….yes people, that is a threat, get used to it.

2: Tears

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There he was, seemed like an eternity away from me, shadow surrounding his being. It made my internal self leap. I bolted off to him, happiness filling my body….but something wasn't right, I couldn't feel my heart return, it was still gone. This wasn't real. What did I care? He was feet away from me now, meaning I could actually touch him. So I jumped forward. Just as I did, he decided to turn to me; I waited anxiously, awaiting his lovely face. But it never came. In its place, was Cole's evil expression, threatening to kill me with its coldness.

I stepped back, shock and sadness jumbling up together, I fell to the floor. As I did, some one caught me, holding me up by the shoulders; I looked up into their eyes, a new hope plastering my face. I stared into aquamarine eyes, white hair sliding down to meet them. My half smile disintegrated, and Riku helped me to my feet. He stared into my eyes, Cole suddenly disappearing behind him. I didn't believe it, the clingy boyfriend followed me here too, but, he wasn't so bad was he? No, not too bad. But he was a friend, not what I wanted. I wanted Gabriel.

It was hard, looking into his expectant eyes, and wondering what in the world he could be thinking as he asked me a question I was not listening to. I only heard the last part. "-hurt?" That's an easy guess. But it didn't matter. Nothing mattered, this was a dream, merely a bad dream. So I ran. Some where. Nowhere. Anywhere. And scenery began to pop up, and I found myself in the Bailey, having a flash back of what had happened, but it wasn't right, I was high above me and Gabe on the ground.

And then it struck me like a rock. I was seeing this form Cole's point of view. The event unraveled before my eyes, and I wanted to scream. So I did. And that's what woke me up for good.

"Charlotte! Wake up!" Axel yelled through my screams, shaking me by the shoulders. I stopped. Everyone had looked up at my sudden screams, including Demyx, who rushed over to my side. "Are you okay?" He demanded, sitting next to me on the bed, just as Axel backed away.

I was used to this question, but it sounded much more new coming from Demyx. It was good.

"I'm….not okay."

Demyx nodded, handing me something black. "Here, I'm sure you feel really crappy right now, why don't you go take a shower? Then we can get you a nice cozy room instead of this sterilized, super white –whiter than the walls outside- boring, deathly cold, and uncomforting room." He said with a smile, he had me hooked. "Kay…" I accepted the black item from his hands, and followed him to a private shower room.

"Here you go, make sure to turn it up real hot, just to get those muscles unknotted." He said, gesturing with his hand on which way to turn it to hot. I nodded, puzzled by his pleasant smile. He left then, locking and closing the door, so I did as told, flipped the knob to hot. I threw the black object on the floor, looking to the white towel to my left next to the shower. Stripped, and stepped in. Demyx had been right, my knots disappeared, but my hole remained, no hot water could heal it. But it had done some good for me, and I got nice and clean. There was some complementary shampoo to my right, and I squeezed it onto my head. Scrubbing it around, thinking of something else. Well, he was more than something. But I shouldn't burden my rescuers any more than I already had with my stench.

When I got out, I dried off, and reached for the black item. I unfolded it, and out slipped a note; I grabbed it and scanned over it quickly.

Charlotte,

This is Larxene's shampoo, but I'll pay for any sadistic ideas she might have in mind to repay me for the inconvenience. As for the dress…..I found that in Axel's room…kidding! Namine gave it to me for you. Hope you like black.

Demyx.

I tried to smile, but it wouldn't come, so I slipped the dress and undergarments on. If anything was Gothic like, it was this dress. Black ribbons and lace tried it together, and the bottom had two layers of black and gray silk. It was truly beautiful. But an extra ribbon that came out surprised me, not knowing what it was for; I tied it around my hair, putting it into a pony-tail. I opened the door, back into the rehab room, where Demyx was waiting with Namine. Demyx smiled extra large at my appearance. "It looks great on you!" He cried, pulling me into a hug.

If my heart hadn't been broken, I'm sure that would have brought a smile to my face. But sadly, my lips remained unmoved. Namine smiled also, taking my hand in hers, and they led me to a new chamber room.

On the way there, we could hear yells echoing from Xemnas's office, I tried my best to not recognize the voice, but failed miserably. It was Cole. So action really was happening outside my little shell. I was glad it had nothing to do with me. Then my name was thrown across the room, making my brain freeze. "I know you have that girl here! You know, Riku and all his little buddies are searching everywhere for her." Cole said, making his being here noticeable.

I pulled Demyx and Namine along, not wishing to listen anymore to their conversation. But something told me Cole was here more than to scold Xemnas about me…there was something else he wanted…his aura was sickening. Wait, his aura. What was an aura? A sense, like an atmosphere right? I had never had this feeling before.

Then we suddenly stopped, shaking me out of my daze. On the door was a large WR nailed down carefully, in almost a blue iron. I stared at it for a while, until Demyx opened the door fully. Inside, it looked as if they had done some renovation, there was a pile a white comforters on the floor, and they had been replaced with black ones, anything to make it look different than it had been previously, had been done. "I'm sorry it's kinda messy..." Demyx apologized, but I shook it off. There was something about this room, it made me feel better. So, I walked over to what led me the most….the white blankets. No one stopped me.

I sat in them, drinking in their wonderful scent and softness. But something caught my eye, out of all their white fabric, one, single black feather poked out through the folds, then it came to me. That's why I liked them so much. Without another word, I laid my head down on the blankets, and closed my eyes, my wet hair feeling nice against the cool cloth. And as I drifted off into another sleep, I heard some more words uttered.

"She's so peaceful when she sleeps." Namine said thoughtfully, most likely bringing her hands together in front of herself.

"Yeah…." Demyx said, though shook himself out of something, and then continued. "I mean, I-I'd better get a guard out here, just inc case Cole gets any ideas! Or-…or, if she starts to scream again…oh man, I hope she sleeps well. I'll get Marluxia out here." And I dozed of, into a numb sleep, awaiting the horrible happenings beyond the real world.

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The sound of fighting broke my so far, sort of freaky dream, and I pried my eyes open. Marluxia was fighting off something, though my blurred vision was doing me no help to see who it was. I tried to listen in. "Let her go!" The mystery guy yelled, trying to break through Marluxia's scythe, which was held to hold the attacker in place. I had recovered some strength, I shouldn't let Marluxia fight totally for me, I'd better help. So, I called my keyblade, it's whiteness in definite contrast to my black outfit, I stuffed the black feather in my silk pocket.

When Marluxia saw me, prepared to fight, he nodded, letting the assaulter break through his hold. Then he stepped more into my room, keyblade at the ready. Oh no. He had a keyblade.

It was, without a doubt, Riku, only he would have come for me. Sora and Tami would have figured I was safe, and be like "just leave her alone, I'm sure she and Gabriel ran off to get married or something." They hadn't known I had found Gabriel, but they would just assume. Riku stared at me, my appearance was so different than last. Now, my eyes were red and puffy for good, my cheek strained with tears, I wore an old fashioned lace and ribbon dress, and I had my hair tied back, showing my permanent dull expression. I wasn't the same.

"Charlotte…?" He didn't' know what to say. I put my hand out to Marluxia to stop attacking so I could explain this, trying to find some more strength. "Riku…I'm safe." I said, my lips hardly moving at all. I felt dead as well as looked it. "What did they do to you?" Riku asked, dumbfounded. My eyes said nothing, my body language said nothing, my hearts aid nothing, I was nothing. So, there I was, it would only be a waste of breath to explain it to him. But I did.

"Life doesn't mean anything to me anymore. Taking me away won't change anything. I'm sorry."

Riku lowered his keyblade, not even hesitating to throw his hands up in surrender. "Do what you want with me." He said, directing his gaze to the floor. "Have you come alone?" Marluxia asked, not too sure if there were others around the castle. He nodded lightly, glancing up at me his sadness covering his eyes. "I'll miss you Charlotte." He said quietly as Marluxia tied his wrists. Number eleven laughed, "Riku, she'll be able to see you whenever she desires, you're going to the dungeon."

He dragged him away, the surprised Riku going all too willingly. Great, I would be required to see Riku too, maybe he could actually talk to me though…or I could just grab Demyx. Demyx was so much easier to be around, his bright cheery jokes, his smile, his music, and I didn't have to be enthusiastic about everything to be around him, because he didn't have a heart. He was a great little brother it seemed, though he was probably at least a year or two older than me. I sighed, walking back to the white sheet. I tossed the black ones off, replacing them with Gabe's white comforters, still clinging to his scent. I put his two feathers in the bed-side table drawer, and flicked the lights off.

Now I was all alone. In my cave of a room. Pitch dark, with no one to disturb me…yet. What If they let Riku loose? That couldn't be good…but they'd never do it. After a while, I found myself curled into the tightest ball I could form myself into, shaking. I scrunched my eyes closed. I lay on the bed, a mere ball, shaking with fear of the future. It was so vast, an unknown world, yet to ruin my already crushed life. I wouldn't mind though, if Gabe were still alive, just not near me, if I just had the comfort of knowing that he was still…breathing.

I heard a numbed whooshing sound, but I didn't turn to look, my ears were closed off by the sheets anyways, I couldn't be sure if I was dreaming or not. But soon, a very real touch came to my back; I stood still, the touch not coming as a surprise to me, though I knew I wasn't dreaming now. I let my eyes slide open, the red swollen puffs under them, still there, and making them hurt as I rose the lids. Some one was stroking my back now, their firm hold was definitely male, I just had to figure out who it was.

They sat behind me, sitting cross-legged, hardly making the bed move under his weight as he sat. I didn't mind it, his massage was doing its job, and it made me feel slightly better. He began to hum my favorite tune, and I closed my eyes gently again. I recognized the throat voice. It made my internal human being want to smile, though my lips would never make it to that kind of height again, even if Gabriel came back to life…I wouldn't be able to believe it.

"Marluxia told me that Riku attacked you guys while you were sleeping." Demyx said softly, each word soothing me into a numb trance. "Yeah. He did. And now he's in the dungeon." I said plainly, keeping my tight hold around my balled up body. I could feel the gray silk on my nose; my knees were touching my forehead. "Oh? So he is. I guess you and me'll have to visit him sometime eh?" He asked, stopping the rub on my back. I nodded hesitantly.

"Poor dude, his one and second only love, lost to major heart break syndrome."

Yes, second, after Kairi, who he lost…wait, he could still go after her? Sora pushed her away. Oh well, not my place to worry about these things, or my condition. I felt Demyx get up behind me.

"You and me'll go down and see him tomorrow, as for now, gather up all the sleep you can." He said, stepped over to the door. My next words stopped him. "What if I have a nightmare?" That was no question as I spoke it, but I felt I wanted to tell him about the recent nightmare's I had been having. Demyx gave me a look of pity. "Ids there anything I can do to stop it?" He asked, thoroughly worried. I didn't want him to get too worried, or he'd just be another remake of the unforgettable Riku. "No. Goodnight Demyx."

His answer was broken. "Good night."

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Another horribly sad chapter, if you think this is boring, I'm not sorry. Seriously, she's going through pain and suffering, do you really think that it's gonna be all action? At least I put in a little fighting. If your gonna read this, you might as well review.