Ok people, this chapter is completely piontless but read it anyway please! Thanks bunches!
The next morning, Riku sat on the balcony, watching the sunrise make the dew glisten. Her arm hurt and it only made it worse when she looked at it or touched it. "Up so early?" came a voice. She jolted around to see Dark, shirtless with sleep in his eyes. He sat down next to her as a yawn escaped his mouth. She looked over the railing again. "Are you alright? I mean from yesterday." He asked. She looked at him before answering. "I guess. But I won't go back. Only to get my things. That's it." She answered him. An angry look passed over her face. He laughed silently before a smirk showed up on his face. She saw it and shoved him. "So, you really don't care about anyone! Should've known you wouldn't be concerned about anyone." She said glaring at him. He laughed before answering her. "No. I was just glad to see that old stubbornness back." He said laughing again. A blank look passed over her face before she smiled to herself. Soon, she was laughing with him. "Stop! You're making me laugh too!" she said punching him playfully in the arm. He slowly stopped a smile on his face still. "You know, you look a lot better with a smile on your face than a frown." He told her. "Yeah," she said, a frown appearing, "Daisuke would have wanted me to smile all the time." He looked at her before giving her a quick hug. When he let go, he saw a frightened look on her face. "What's that look for?" he asked. She blushed before turning away. "Well, aren't you two up early?" said a bright Ms. Kika. After an appetizing breakfast, she took Riku to gather her things. Riku was silent the entire way. When she got out of the car, she was greeted by a concerned mother and sister. "Riku! Are you okay? Where have you been? Let me see the bruise! Get inside quickly!" said the pair simultaneously. Riku held up a hand to stop them. "What's the matter?" asked her mother. "I only came to gather my things. I will not be anywhere near that man any longer." She answered. She walked past the pair of them and entered the house and up to her room. She quickly gathered all her clothes and packed them away in her suitcase then left. "Riku, please think this over! You can't just leave!" said a panicked Risa. "I will not abused by my own father." Was all she replied. She left them staring after her in dismay. Apparently, they had only seen her knee her father. School the next week was uneventful, other than Risa asking her what their father had did to her. Finally Friday came. Riku was walking out the gate when a hand touched her shoulder. "Excuse me Riku, but would you mind talking with me for just a moment. She turned around to see Taki standing there, a nervous look glued to his face. "Sure." She said. "Do you think we could sometime go out you know, like on a date?" he asked, a blush crossing his face. She looked at him a moment. "I…don't know." she answered. "Well, if you decide to, please meet me at the Malt shop on Tokyo Avenue." He said leaving her with the choice. Her mind swelled with the thought of even liking anyone other than Daisuke. She sighed before making up her mind. "Guess I'll go. Don't want to break his heart." She said. When she entered the shop, she immediately saw him. She sat across from him watching as a smile slide across his face. "So you decided to come!" he said, a little over excited. He started talking none stop for an entire hour. Suddenly, he asked her a question, finally letting her speak. "Riku, did you come here because you had nothing better to do or because you really like me?" he asked. "Well, I'm not entirely sure myself." She answered. She saw his face slide into disappointment. "I'm sorry! I shouldn't have come." She said getting up and running back to her new home. "I'm sorry Daisuke, I can't move on just yet." She said looking up at the beautiful sky. Then she felt a hand on her shoulder. "Are you alright? And who's Daisuke?" asked the voice of Taki. She turned around before answering. "No one." She said before running inside. She slammed the door and slid to the floor. "Why in the world would he follow me all the way to me own house just to ask if I was alright?" she asked nobody in particular. She pushed her face into her hands before walking back to the living room. She just couldn't figure out what had happened. It was all just confusing.