A/N: I'm sorry if I took too long. I was a little discouraged that anyone even liked the story but anyway I made it all for you. Enjoy and please review, it really helps.

Riku grumbled irritably and slowly got to feet. He no longer heard the footsteps. "He must've run…" He said dryly. His feet were heavy as he dragged them across the floor. He peeked out into the hallway. Sora was nowhere to be seen. When Riku went down the stairs, he found Sora sitting on the kitchen countertop. "Sora!"

The younger boy jumped and turned to look at Riku. "Uh, hi Riku. Sorry about the pain. I kind of kicked you." Sora said quietly. He felt timid and exposed with only his boxers on. Something inside him had given him the chills when Riku's gaze passed over his chest.

"It's no big deal but I'm going to leave you if you don't get ready dude." Riku replied with a smirk. "We can drop by my house and steal my dad's sandals if the ground is too hot."

"Alright, just give me 15 minutes and I'll be set." Sora jumped from off the counter and ran up the stairs so he could get ready.

Riku and Sora made their way across the paved city streets to the shopping center. Riku was careful to avoid the main roads and watch out for cars. They had been walking between buildings and in alleyways. He didn't know how Sora would react to it all yet but he wasn't going to take any chances.

"So what type of shoes will you get this time?" Riku asked but when he turned to look at his friend he wasn't there anymore. "Sora?"

Sora had stopped a little ways back. He was standing in the middle of a pair of train tracks that was hidden between apartment buildings and a thick line of trees. In the distance, he could hear the train coming along the tracks. Why was he doing this? He's never been suicidal before… but that was before. Ever since he had woken up from his coma, his dream… he'd been having all these nightmares. He even bought a few dream catchers to try and lessen the amount of awful dreams. However, the nightmares remained etched in his mind.

Tendrils of tears fell down Sora's face. He didn't want to see it anymore. He didn't want to see what he couldn't have. That ideal world… With so much going on in his head, Sora couldn't hear Riku yelling his name. The train was getting closer but Sora wasn't going to move. He didn't want to move.

"Dammit!" Riku ran out onto the tracks and grabbed Sora. The train was too close now. He couldn't jump. With a quick thought, Riku pushed both of them down between the tracks and pressed the brunette to the tracks as hard as he could. The train proceeded to pass over them.

Wind and heat rushed over them in large gust. Riku could feel Sora's tears soak into his shirt. Without thinking, Riku began to coo sweetly into the brunette's ear. "Shh, it's okay. I'm right here… I'm right here."

It took five whole minutes for the entire train to pass over. Riku was the first to move. He checked to see if Sora was okay first. Then, he punched the younger boy right in the face as he was taken by rage. Sora grunted sharply and crumpled to the ground, hand on his face.

"What the hell were you thinking? Did you really want to kill yourself? Huh? Answer me!" Riku was yelling at the top of his lungs. He was furious. "Why would you do that…?" His fury shifted to sadness. The fact of having his best friend leave him just like that… He wasn't ready for that; he wasn't for prepared that yet.

Sora stared up Riku with tears still caught in the corners of his eyes. He didn't want to answer so he merely turned his head and began to cry again. He felt like a child, crying over something he knew he could never have. Above him, Riku released a sigh and gently cradled the younger boy in his arms. "Don't you ever do that again, idiot."

Riku took Sora back home and waited until his mom got back from work. They decided to keep Sora's suicide attempt to themselves and told her that the principal had caught them loitering outside the school. She squabbled over his son's bruised face but it was quickly dismissed as an accident. The older boy didn't want his friend to wind up dead so he decided they should spend the night on the island.

"It's a little late for that, don't you think?" Sora's mom said warily. She seemed to notice the tension between the two boys since she had returned from work.

"It's only for one night. Besides, we didn't get to go today. I promised Sora we would go after we got him some shoes." Riku explained. The words on his tongue were thickly ladled with thoughtfulness and beseech. "Please? I'll ask my dad and everything!"

"Well…" Sora's mom paused for a moment, thinking it over. "I suppose. So long as you come straight home in the morning, then I don't see why not."

"Thank you, thank you, thank you." Riku said with a grin. "I'm going to go get some things from my house. Sora, meet at the boat in ten minutes okay?"

Sora looked over at Riku, his eyes glazed over and his expression neutral. "Alright."

The night was quiet as the full moon gazed upon the sea with her beautiful face. The clouds were wafting away with the wind, unveiling the jewels of the sky. Riku sat at the dock, his feet dangling in the warm water. On his back was a small backpack filled with an extra set of clothes and a thick blanket. He was still waiting for Sora to get there. He was actually starting to worry. What the idiot had gotten himself hit by another car… or worse: a train.

"Riku?"

The silver haired teen jumped and quickly turned his head. In the moon's light was Sora's boyish outline. Riku could hear a faint dripping sound. As he looked more closely, he saw something dripping from Sora's hand onto the ground, something dark.

"Riku… Help me…"

Sora raised his arms up from the darkness and into the moonlight. His hands and wrists were bleeding profusely from each deep cut. Stepping forward, Riku could see the younger boy was crying and shivering violently.

Now, Riku was scared. He rushed to his feet and scrambled to Sora's side. The older boy caught him as the brunette collapsed to the ground. As Riku held Sora in his arms he could feel the blood dripping onto his clothes and skin. It felt strange the way it slid down his bare legs and onto the ground. Now was not the time to panic but Riku was already way over his head. He tried to compose himself just enough so he could get back on his feet and race to the hospital.

Mustering up what was left of his sanity; he careful stood up and began to run. Riku's feet pounded hard against the pavement as he moved fast through the streets of the island. The hospital itself was on the other side of the island. He wouldn't be able to keep this up forever.

He diverted off the path and headed for his house. His dad never locked the door because he usually worked odd hours and liked easy access to the house. Riku made it home, breathless and tired. His knees knocked as Sora's weight was finally bearing down on him. He quickly opened the door with his jittery hands and gently deposited the younger boy on his sofa.

As Riku pulled away, he noticed Sora was rather pale. He looked down at his own clothes. Nothing but blood. He went into the kitchen and grabbed phone to dial 911.

Sora awoke to the smell of a sterile room and too bright lights. His eyes fluttered but never fully opened. He felt so tired… Why did he feel so tired? It was as if someone had sucked all the energy right out of him. As he tried to move, he felt strangely held back.

Opening his eyes fully, he knew where he was immediately: The hospital. He hadn't been back since the doctors had released him only months ago. He looked down at himself and saw the restraints. What the hell was going on? He was heading into panic mode. He thrashed against the restraints violently, rattling the hospital bed. On the monitor, his heartbeat was accelerating.

All the noise had awoken both Riku and his father from sound sleep. The silver haired teen got up out of his chair and came to Sora's bed side. "Sora!" The brunette wasn't listening. Riku growled and grabbed Sora by the chin, demanding his full attention. "Sora, listen to me. You need to calm down."

"Riku what happened? Why am I here?" His memory was hazy and incomplete of what had happened that night. It all goes blank after his mother left to pick up a few groceries. A single tear rolled down the younger boy's distraught face. He was totally confused but mostly, he was afraid.

"You don't remember? Sora, you came to me with your wrists and hands bleeding last night."

"What?" Sora's voice rose to the point that it could be heard outside in the hallway.

"I said calm dow-!" But it was too late. The doctors were already bursting into the room. They quietly shoved Riku out of the way to get to Sora directly. "Wait, he's just a little confused is all. Leave him alone!" He was gently pulled back by his father's reassuring hands.

Sora was screaming at the top of his lungs as he was quickly surrounded by so many people. The sight of the needle only made it worse. He thrashed and squirmed, evading all direct attempts made by the doctors. Soon, it was passed to the other side of his bed where the IV stood with its constant drip.

Riku and his father were forced out of the room by two tired looking nurses. Sora's scream could still be heard from the hallway but slowly, it dissipated to a soft keen only heard at the door. They had finally sedated him.

The older boy bit his lip and punched the wall before storming off down the hallway. He found the stairs and walked all the way up to the roof. It was quiet and peaceful. A perfect place to clear the mind. Riku settled alongside the railing, his back facing the town below. He tried to relax but the constant smell of cigarette smoke tickled his nose.

"Hey kid. You shouldn't be up here."

Riku turned his head at the unknown voice. Standing against the railing was a young doctor smoking an almost used up cigarette. His face was serious and his blue eyes were cold as ice past the glasses. The young man's spiky blonde stood out the most at its odd angles. Around his neck was thick chained necklace with a wolf's snarling head, its jaws clamped tightly around a silver ring.

"Well doctors shouldn't smoke." Riku retorted, a bit too much venom laced in his voice.

To his surprise, the doctor let out a gruff laugh. "You're right, I probably shouldn't." He took a long drag and flicked the cigarette butt onto the ground. "By the way, your friend's going to be fine. Just give him."

The silver haired teen looked at his words hopefully. The young doctor smiled down at him. "What's your name kid?"

"Riku."

"Call me Cloud. If you need something, just call me. I'm always available." Then, he left. Riku could hear his heavy footfalls as he made his way down the stairs.