A/N:
Had to change this chappie around a bit, but I think it all works. :D Figured you guys have suffered enough waiting for the new chapter, so I posted XD
And again, thank you all for you lovely reviews and comments!!
Longer chappie this time. :3 And for the record--don't worry, the fact that Riku can't hit her will be explained :D

Riku was running, almost sprinting, down the center of the road. He wasn't thinking about the consequences of doing so, no--he was thinking about the consequences of how he had been the last twelve years.

Oh God, dad...I think mom used to read me letters he wrote, or did she make them all--

Mom!!

Riku skidded to a halt, still in the center of the road. His breathing was long and heavy, and he wanted to sit down. To curl up in a ball. To die there.

When was the last time I talked to her? When was the last time I made eye contact with her? He looked up at the sky. Does she even...does she even still live at our house?

"Riku!!!"

Riku turned, and saw Sora pull up beside him on his bike. "Get to the side, Riku, you're gonna get yourself killed!!"

When was the last time I spoke to Sora...and Kairi...after they got together?

Riku stared at him, words taking a while to piece together in his mind. "You..." he began, and shook his head. "You're not at your house?"

"Obviously not," Sora replied, frowning. "If I was, do you think I'd be standing here trying to convince you against suicide?"

Riku looked away from his friend and down the road. This is suicide? This is suicide? I always pictured more...adrenaline. "But...someone's waiting there for you," Riku continued, trying to pry his mind off of suicide.

There was a loud honking noise. The two turned to see a speeding truck racing at them, trying, but failing, to slow down.

"Riku, dammit, move!!" Sora screamed, grabbing Riku and pulling him to the opposite side of the dual yellow lines. The truck whizzed past, shooting air at them in it's wake.

Would that have stopped? Riku thought, eyes following the truck. Would I have really...died?

"Look, I'm sorry!" Sora cried, doing his best to choke back tears. "I...I know you're really p-pissed off and me and Kairi right now...and...and..." he was shaking now, and tears were finally starting to fall. "I'm sorry..."

Riku smiled sadly. "Sora, look at yourself,"

Sora looked up at Riku. "Wh-what are you talking about?"

"Sora." Riku sighed, doing his best to compose himself. "I wasn't killing myself," He scowled. "I have something on my mind, idiot, I just got lost in that and didn't see where I was going."

Sora smiled. "Really?" he asked, as the tears stop pouring from his eyes. They still clung to his face though. It made Riku feel terrible, though he refused to show it.

"Yeah," Riku said. A smile broke through his scowl, and he hit Sora on the top of the head playfully. "Dork."

Sora closed his eyes, trying to force the remaining tears out. "I...g-gotta..."

"Chya, you gotta leave," Riku said, pushing Sora away, who had been a little too close for comfort. "Axel's wai--"

"Axel?!" Sora's face instantly lit up. Then, as fast as it did, it fell. "Riku, he's--"

"I know, I know, but Sora, I can see--"

"I know." Sora interrupted. "And I'd love to see him again, but," he heard the slow fade to Roxas's voice as he spoke, "I'm not you, Riku. I can't see him."

Riku's smile became sad. He hadn't thought of that. He had never even considered that. He had only wanted to make Axel happy, to see Axel that happy again.

"Oh, crap."

Sora blinked, whiping his face off. "What's wrong, Riku?"

"I..." he was moving away from Sora now, to his bike. "I have to leave. And I have to borrow this."

"What are you--!?" Sora cried as Riku rode away. "Riku!!! Riku, you can't just take my bike!!! Riku!!!"

As Riku hit the horizon, Sora laughed. "Freakin' bipolar emo, trying to kill himself then stealing my bike, what the hell..."

"Axel!!" Riku cried, skidding to a halt in front of Sora's house. He let the bike fall to pavement as he ran up the steps, swinging the door open and letting himself in.

"Axel?!" Riku called again, ignoring the kitchen and heading straight upstairs. "Yo, Axel, where'd you--"

A horrible thought crossed Riku's mind, though he dissmissed it immediately. What if Axel figured out that Roxas wouldn't be able to see him, so he just passed on?

"C-Can ghosts do that?" Riku asked, feeling a deep sadness overwhelm him. "Can they just pass on at will?" Riku swallowed, and walked back down the stairs. Sora wasn't going to get home at any time soon. He didn't feel like waiting, so he headed back to his own house, leaving Sora's bike at the house.

He opened the door to his house, passing through a ghost as he did. "What the hell?!" the ghost cried, shooting a glare at him. "You know we don't--"

Riku kept walking, not even stopping to make a cruel comment. Up the stairs. Down the hallway. He paused in front of his room. The ghost girl, who had annoyed Riku to death for so many years, stood in front of his door.

"Move," Riku commanded, to worn out to swear at her.

"Riku," she said, smiling. Riku began to reach out to his doorknob and just pass through her, but her actions made him stay where he was. She had placed his hands directly next to his cheeks, being very careful not to pass through him. "Riku," she repeated, smiling lovingly. Riku stared back at her with lifeless eyes.

"You..." she began, then slapped him. Hard. "YOU BASTARD!"

"What the hell?" Riku cried, falling back. "H-How did you hit me...?"

"Falling in love when I'm right here..." She ranted, wiping crocodile tears from her eyes. "Wait...what did you ask?"

"How did you make contact with me? That's...impossible,"

An evil smile drifted onto her face. "Riku, silly boy, why do you think you can see ghosts?"

"What?" Riku asked, eyes widening.

"Hell, I wouldn't be suprised if you were a ghost yourself," she muttered to herself. "Bastard, I bet your father was a ghost. Where did daddy go, anyway? What happened to him?"

"Stop talking!" Riku tried to yell, but his voice broke halfway through.

"Aw, did I strike a nerve? Widdle baby," She was grinning now, an insane grin that spread all over her face. "I should kill you right now! Make you a ghost yourself! Hell, you know how to be a ghost better than any of us!"

"Freaking..." Riku began, but the ghost forced him against the wall, his neck in her grip. "Bit...agh...!!" he choked, his eyes starting to water uncontrollably. Am I going to die here? That would really suck...

"Bitch..." Riku croaked, trying to swing his arm around and punch her. The punch went through, and the sudden movement made his head spin and his eyes blotch with colors.

"You'd call me that?" she asked, whispering in his ear. Or that's what it felt like. His ability to see had fled him. "Oh Riku, you're in no position to call people names," she tightened her grip, forcing him further into the wall. He wondered if she was going to break it, forcing him into a different room, or completely out of the house.

"Daddy's gone, Riku," she whispered. "Daddy's dead. Don't you remember? Your mommy never believed that you were seeing ghosts, she thought you were playing a game, until you saw Daddy."

Riku couldn't even breathe now, much more demand what she was talking about.

"A day later Mommy was told Daddy died in a car accident. Remember who the little girl in the front seat was? Riku, I will never, ever forgive your father, or your family, for taking my life away when you did. I had so much more going for me than you ever will."

Riku's eyes shot open, the memory he had worked to barracade flooding into him. This was that girl? No, surely she was lying. But then, how did she...? When even he had worked to forget...

"What's...your...name..." Riku asked, more or less just mouthing it. The grip let up a little bit. "M-My name?"

"Y..." the breath blew out of him. His body sank. Everything went limp.

And it was over, all over, the increasing cold and darkness taking over his body.