-It's immature-

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HEE~EY!! Sorry it took me so long to post this chapter but school was absolutely mortifying over the time I've been gone! My techers are cramming me with homework. But, it's the weekend and I don't have to go to the football game tonight {THANK GOD!!} I'm always exhausted after I go to them. It's fun but -_- ... and rennaisance faire rehearsals are tomorrow that's the only down side. I don't get to sleep in. But there's always Sunday to sleep in!!

I would like to thank Wing Clipper for their kind critisism and I would also like to explain. The sentence was... how do you say? A thought of Sora's. It was in his point of view. And what I said in parentheses was my way of jokingly critisizing Sora. Do you understand? I do appreciate your critisizm. You also seem very intellegent. Thankyou for reviewing. Of course I would have loved it even more if

you weren't an anonymous reviewer so I could say this to you through your review rather than in this introduction.

OH YES!! Thankyou for all the wonderful reviews from every one else!! It made me so happy!!!!

'Kay! I'M DONE RAMBLING!!!

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Riku and Sora's relationship was complicated.

While everyone knew how much they cared about each other they showed their affection around others in very brief minor hugs or pecks on the cheek. They weren't quite together and they weren't... not. For a while Riku thought it was because they were afraid of what was to come. That starting a relationship was too risky with the fact that they could lose each other at any moment. And the horrific pain that follows...

Too much...

But Riku realized that was only a smidge of the reason. The rest was nuanced. He hated thinking about it. All he knew was that things were too complicated to even approach the subject. And yet here he found himself thinking about it. It wasn't that he didn't realize he was. In fact it was quite the opposite. Every other thought he groaned and rolled his eyes but continued none the less. He wasn't about to stop when he finally thought he thoroughly confused himself more! No. That would defeat the purpose.

Riku remembered when he and Sora first kissed. The day was overly sparkly. At least as far as he remembered. It wasn't but a month after they had returned from their journey...

"Sora. I swear to god! If you keep eating those things you will fucking turn into one!"

"No I won't! Why don't you try one!? You know you want to~o!" the brunette waved the blue, frozen ice-cream in front of Riku's face. Riku scowled. The reason he hadn't was because Sora had picked up his love for the treat from his Nobody. Something about it seemed wrong. Like Roxas was still there.

...

"No. Sora. I don't want to try it." Riku turned his head away as Sora tried to force feed it to him.

"Rik~u! Just a lick!" Sora pouted. Riku sighed. He wanted to know what was so damn good about the stuff anyway. Riku frowned and narrowed his eyes at a bit of stray ice-cream on the brunette's cheek.

Smirk.

Riku leaned forward and licked the ice-cream off his face. Slowly. Slowly. Agonizingly slow. He heard Sora whisper his name ever so softly. And he shut down. Flicking on to auto pilot. His consciousness was no longer in control. But he didn't care because what he was doing was wonderful beyond reason.

Riku smirked and fondly remembered Kairi later describing the kiss, whom was in the room as well, as though they were trying desperately hard to mesh their faces together. Riku had to admit it was a pretty sloppy kiss. But he wasn't controling himself was he?

"Riku. What on earth are you thinking about?"

Riku frowned. He remembered. He was currently in a dojo like place with Morpheus and Neo. He was looking out for Sora in case the brunette decided to follow his instincts again and find them. But his thoughts took over.

"N-nothing. Sorry." Riku turned his attention to the other two in black.

"I must say I prefer you without the blindfold and black coat." Neo stated thoughtfully, "It's seems too dark. But suiting. And Sora didn't appear to like you looking like this."

Riku frowned.

"What is your history with him?" Morpheus adjusted his sunglasses. Riku thought them a bit much.

"Complicated; do you mind if I take a walk?" Riku looked out the window anxiously.

"Yes actually."

Riku's frown deepened.

"We need to stay together. You are involved now. I don't want you hurt. Since I don't really know how capable you are." Morpheus looked around the dojo as though expecting someone to pop out and attack them at any minute.

Riku smirked. They didn't know he could fight could they?

"I am perfectly capable of handling myself."

"What if you are? Then you find your friend and he gets involved?" Morpheus furrowed his brow.

Riku scowled, "Sora is just as capable."

Morpheus simply stared at him.

"Proof?" Riku rolled his eyes at himself. He sounded like that annoying girl from Twilight Town. That hung around Seifer. Fuu-jinn. Not something he wanted to be.

"Be my guest. I'll go easy on you." Morpheus shooed Neo off the mat in the center of the large room. The room was large indeed. Long pillars, a nice cream color, surround the mat. From the ground to the ceiling. The walls were a tan color and large windows covered every inch of them except the wall with the door. Riku enjoyed the brightness of the room.

"I must admit you look rather tough. What with that blindfold. How do you see?" Morpheus took a boxer's stance.

"I don't," Riku smirked at Morpheus' half startled look, "I feel." This was going to be fun.

"On my mark," Morpheus narrowed his eyes at the teen, "Go."

Morpheus launched himself forward at Riku who dodged and kicked his side causing him to stumble over.

"Hmph," Morpheus smirked. Riku grinned. He was going to be taken seriously. Morpheus charged at him with an array of kicks and punches all of which Riku dodged except one. Riku bit his lip when the speed of the punches increased and he was struck in his gut. Way to Dawn appeared in his hand and he wasted no time striking him over the head and swiping it at his feet knocking him flat on his back. He pointed the blade's tip at his throat.

"Now. May I go for a walk?" Riku grinned when Morpheus nodded, "I've been through a lot. And I'm not being modest. But that was hardly a sample of what I'm capable of. And if I'm correct. Sora is stronger." Riku let his keyblade dissappear and strode to the door. Pulling his hood over his head and face. Tucking strands of silver hair out of sight.

"Who are you?" Riku turned around. Morpheus was standing, "Why are you here?"

Riku smiled sadly, "Actually it turns out I don't need to be here. Neither he nor I need to be here." Then he mumbled, "There are no Heartless here." And turned. Leaving before Morpheus could ask him what he said. Riku was beginning to hate this world as well. He missed Sora. Of course. When did he not?

Where are those sky blue eyes...?

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No. No. And no. Riku couldn't seem to find that boy. How had Sora done it? Riku had to cover his ears as a motorcycle wizzed past him on the street. Riku narrowed his eyes at the direction of it underneath the black cloth shielding his vision. He wanted one right then. He would be able to move around the giant city faster. He didn't seem to be getting anywhere. He frowned at everyone who stared at him oddly. He wished he wasn't in all black with a freaking piece of cloth over his face. It was annoying enough that no one there had snowy silver hair. Besides old people. Riku was growing irritated. Sora would be better at blending in with them. Riku could sense that some people there had spiky-ish hair at the most and Sora had brown hair and normal clothes. Riku's current frown deepened. Sora was so upset the night before. Not that Riku knew it was the night before. It could have been two or three nights ago. Riku wasn't counting. He was just complaining. Where was Sora staying? Was he eating? He was probably having a harder time getting by than Riku. Riku felt a sharp pang of guilt. He wished he could figure out where Sora was. He was growing tired and he regretted coming out into the awful heat of this world. Riku sighed and roughly ran a gloved hand through his hair. It was time to go back to the dojo. Riku got up from where he was leaning against the side of the wall by the main doors of a large building. Riku wasn't sure what the building was. As it was he was blind folded. He thought it was some sort of bank. An important place. People were shuffling in and out constantly. Like mindless beings. Going on with their lives. Unaware that their lives were actually one big dream. Held together by alien-robots who absorb their energy. It was really comical when he thought about it. It was similar to his and the others old lives. Living on an island paradise. Not realizing how much more there was to everything.

Riku chuckled and strolled down the stairs leading to the building. Completely startled when someone wearing a black coat with a hood covering their face, bumped into his shoulder hard and he stumbled down the steps. He landed hard on his back with a loud gasp. He twisted his face in pain and felt something warm and sticky trickle down his back underneath his coat. His hand was aching and when he lifted it he found it bleeding as well. He looked up at where he assumed the person who pushed him would be and ripped off his blind fold so he could glare at them. He was tall and lanky. His black coat, that of Organization XIII, firmly forming his every curve. Where had Riku seen him before? He couldn't shake that feeling of familiarity.

The person chuckled a deep chuckle with a slight hint of nasal. His voice was the same, "Sorry about that man!"

HE KNEW HIM! But who was he!?

He ran over and helped him up immediately, "Geeze! You're bleeding! How 'bout I-!"

"No. I'm fine. It's... okay." Riku lied. He would have to summon a potion.

"Sorry," He said again and turned to walk away, "Say hi to him for me... both of him." and he turned and dissappeared in the crowd heading into the building.

Riku clutched his blindfold tightly in his left hand. The one that wasn't hurt. Who is he... what did he mean by... both of him?

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"Are you all right?"

Riku frowned at himself once he returned to the real world. He was so busy trying to understand what that man meant he forgot to heal himself. Riku tolerates pain very well. Most of the time.

"Yeah. Fine. Just... uh, tripped." Riku droned, chugging a hi-potion.

"Right," She didn't look to convinced. She ran a hand through black hair and smiled, "Did you find your friend. I know you want to leave as soon as possible. I would like to thankyou for staying as long as you did. You've been a big help."

"No problem. And no, I didn't find him." Riku tugged at his turtle-neck absent mindedly.

"I'm sure you'll find him soon. Untill then. You are free. You helped us alot thankyou." She smiled again and turned to leave.

"No problem Trinity." Riku smiled. He liked her. She was firm but sweet.

He still had a problem. He wanted off this world. With Sora. Where was Sora? How do they get off the world.

Have you realized yet?

Have you realized yet?

That there is something more...

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There. It was rather short. But I dont like Riku's chapters. I mean I like them cause I can be all emo and stuff but... for some reason I prefer Sora's.... I STILL LOVE YOU RIKU!! AND YOU TOO SORA!!!

**Ahem**

**GASP** WHO WAS THE MAN IN THE ORGANIZATION COAT!?!?... Is it obvious? I think it is. Maybe that's just cause it's me who knows who it is. Oh well!

You know what to do! R&FR Got it memorized!?