Sora x Riku!

Warning: sadness and more sadness!

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Sora's POV:

As I finally reached my room, I flopped onto the bed. I heard the door slam - meaning Riku probably left.

Figures, its night time already.

I was trying to sleep, but I couldn't - being in the room scared me, at least it did when I was alone, for this is where I was jumped and beat up, and I am scared that it will happen again.

I'm scared to be in this room. It's bringing back painful memories that I'd rather forget.

I gulp, and decide to sleep on the couch; it's much safer there anyway. Slowly heading there, I notice that Riku was still there, but standing there, almost awkwardly.

What? I thought he'd left?

"Riku, what are you doing here? I thought you left?" I asked, confused. Surely I thought he would be happy to leave.

"I decided that I'm going to stay here, if you don't mind that is…" He trailed off, his eyes darting around.

"Sure, I don't mind." I gestured to my door. "You can take my bed, I'm sleeping on the couch." I started to lie down on said furniture, feeling more comfortable than being in my room.

"Why? I'll take the couch. It's okay Sora," Riku's tone was firm.

I shake my head, "Please, Riku, just take the bed. I really want to stay on the couch, it's much easier for my injuries." The lie was smooth, and I don't want Riku to feel worse than he already does. He hesitated, then finally agreed, slinking away into my room.

Getting comfy on the couch, I felt myself starting to doze off when a loud thump startled me awake.

"What?" I lifted my head, trying to find the source.

I see Riku putting down a sleeping bag that I have in my room - just in case I have a sleepover. He sets it next to the couch near me.

"Riku you don't have to." I mumbled tiredly.

"It's alright," he says before I fell asleep. For a moment I thought I heard a 'goodnight Sora', but I probably heard wrong.

Riku's POV

Damn it! I feel like a complete asshole for hurting Sora just now. I see him going to his room. I sighed. Might as well leave, I guess.

Opening the door, I stop and think, suddenly remembering that Sora is injured and needs help in many things.

I slam the door in frustration.

'I'm just hurting Sora more, I don't want that.' I thought.

My train of thought was caught off when Sora showed up, asking why I was still here. I couldn't help but feel a little hurt - does he want me to leave?

I asked if I could stay over, to which he agrees.

But he tells me to take his bed since he is taking the couch. Why? I tried to argue with him to take the bed but he stubbornly declined, saying it will be easier for his injuries. I knew it was bullshit, but I reluctantly agreed.

Heading to his room, I grabbed his sleeping bag in his closet and then went back to the living room, and threw it to the floor, waking up Sora. I mentally smacked myself, he was barely falling asleep on the couch.

I bid him goodnight, but he didn't listen since he had passed out in a deep slumber. He must be tired.

I get in the sleeping bag and soon fall asleep as well.

Morning already…

I suddenly woke up to a loud noise that had scared me. Then I noticed that Sora was not on the couch anymore, and I quickly scrambled to my feet to find him.

"Sora!" I called.

No response.

I looked in kitchen and his room but nothing, before I then heard the shower turn on. Is he showering? But doesn't he need help?

Then another loud crash came from the bathroom, and I panicked and rushed in without knocking.

"Sora, you okay!" I ask worriedly, only to see him on the floor with the crutches as well, like he had fallen. He had a towel on his waist.

I rushed to pick him up.

"Why didn't you ask for help?" I yelled in anger. He could've made his already extensive injuries even worse.

He whimpered and started tearing up. Great, again I feel like an asshole.

"Shh... its okay, I'm sorry I yelled at you." I murmured, hugging him in a comforting manner.

"Were you going to shower?" I questioned him.

He nods, almost ashamed.

"I can do it alone." He says, trying to get away from me.

I sighed heavily. "Let me help you, please,"

"It's okay, Riku." He looked away and handed him the crutches.

"Sora, I love you, please let me help you!" I was beginning to grow desperate, I don't want to see him get hurt.

His eyes widen in surprise, then he smiles and finally nods.

I sigh in relief and walk up to him to help. For some reason, I truly like it when Sora smiled and... I hate it when he doesn't talk to me...

It makes me feel so empty, but why?

Author's Note... I would like to apologize for the late update and for the story being short! Read my profile, I wrote an author's note so you viewers can see! You will be able to see it quick! (OLD NEWS HAHA) 8/11/14! Right now!

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Oh sorry if there's no yaoi! in this chapter, I got caught up on the storyline! Maybe in the next chapter or the very next one after that! Maybe... See how it goes though!

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