This chapter really fails in comparison to chapter eight :P Not to mention the HORRIBLE cliff hanger at the end. Why? Because I'm a bitch. Get use to it.
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Chapter Nine:
I felt the warm sunrays spraying across the bed, the light a bright, golden color as I opened my ocean blue eyes slowly, trying to adjust to the change. I stirred a little, and then flinched; that hurt. I was so sore, I felt like I ran a mile last night. My mind slowly came back to realization, and I sat up a little too quickly, feeling my head spin; it was way too early for something like that.
If my memory served right, I think I had... I covered my face... I slept with Riku last night... But, where was he? I looked next to me in the bed, seeing the ruffled sheets and pillow, but no Riku. Was I just a one-night stand? I felt hot tears behind my eyes, and I curled up with my knees against my chest. Why did I let him in that close, let him wrap his arms around me, kiss me, whisper all those words into my ears...
Why did I let him fuck me?
It was nearly useless trying to answer those questions myself. Not to mention, who knows how he'd react if he walked back in later with me still here. I slowly got out of bed, and picked up my clothes that were scattered around his room; boxers by the bookcase, pants and shirt by the door, socks on the bed and shoes sitting on the desk. I was slipping into my Six Pence None The Richer shirt when the door opened, and my head turned so fast, I thought I'd get whiplash. Riku leaned against the doorway, looking at me sullenly as I fixed my shirt over my boxers. He wore a black tank top and dark gray sweatpants, holding a water bottle in his hand with his hair tied back in a ponytail. "Are you leaving?" he asked, sounding a bit sad. Now that I looked closely enough, his eyes looked a bit sullen, too.
I looked down a bit, trying to avoid looking at him the best I could. "I-I thought you had left..." I said, feeling the familiar burn of tears behind my eyes.
"You what?"
"I don't know! I just woke up, and assumed since you weren't here that you had left..." I cried, the tears rolling down my cheeks. What in the heck? I attempted to wipe them away. "It just feels terrible walking up alone..."
I didn't need to say anything else. Riku walked over in under two steps and wrapped his around me, holding me so close, I'd thought we'd just become one person. "I would never leave, Sora. I love you."
My heart skipped a bit, and my stomach started doing flips. He... Loves me? "I... I love you, too." And then put my arms around his waist, the only part of his body I could reach. I put my head on his shoulder, then blinked. This... This is what love felt like; bliss. We parted, and I looked up in his eyes and smiled, watching a smile crossing over his own face. That was a first… Those three words, god did they bring my heart to life.
"Come on, Sora. My parents are out of town, and I found some cereal. You hungry?"
"Yup!" I cheered, smiling.
He smiled, then took my hand and we went downstairs. I was looking at the steps, but when I looked up, I spotted fingernail-shaped scratches all the way down his shoulders and shoulder blades. Did I do that?
I stopped on the second-to-last step and he stopped on the bottom landing, looking up at me. "What's wrong?"
I just stared down at him. "Riku... Do those scratches hurt?"
"Huh?"
I touched his shoulder blade gingerly, feeling the slight difference in the skin where the wounds where. "Those. Do they hurt?"
He shrugged. "They sting a little, but nothing I can't handle."
"I'm sorry." I apologized, looking down a little, embarrassed.
"Don't be sorry." his hand slipped under my chin and lifted up my head to look into his eyes, then down to my neck, tapping slightly. "I should apologize for this."
I covered it up with a hand, making a peeved pout. I forgot about that. Defiantly need to find a way to cover that up before I headed home; Roxas would freak. Riku snickered, then took my hand again and we continued into the kitchen. We sat down, got our cereal (Riku chose Frosted Flakes with chocolate chips while I settled for Cocoa Pebbles) and settled into a somewhat awkward silence, the only sound was spoons against the glass bowls. I thought of a million things to say, to ask, but not a word coming to mind. He didn't look too comfortable with the silence, either, but I couldn't read his face at all.
"Um... Riku?"
"Hmm?"
"Do you... um... Do you regret it at all..."
Riku looked up, viridian eyes searching mine. I tried to close the gaze up with my brown bangs. "I've slept with so many people before now. All of them, as I've told you, I could never find that connection, but with you…" he sighed a little, but it was one of content. "I found it."
I looked up, a bit shocked. "Are you serious?" I asked. "I was worried you would…"
He smiled, then ruffled my hair. "Stop your worries." he told me, then pushed aside the empty bowl. "My parents aren't going to be back for at least a week. You wanna crash here?"
In all honesty, it sounded like a wonderful idea. A whole week with Riku in his house. There were aspects of that proposition that would make me blush like crazy, but sleeping in the same bed, cuddling on the couch, dinner, waking up next to him, and there wasn't even any school, since we were out for Christmas. It sounded like heaven on Earth, and I wasn't about to let that opportunity pass me by.
"That sounds wonderful. But... I don't have anything with me."
"I've got an extra toothbrush and some clothes you can wear." Riku told me, leaning on the island counter and smiling. "And we don't have school, so we don't have to worry about that."
I smiled. "Then I'm staying." I told them. "Just as long as you can control yourself."
"W-What...!" Riku stuttered, caught off guard.
I got down off the stool and laughed, kissing him on the cheek. "Just kidding."
Staying at Riku's was almost like a weeklong sleep over, like the ones Roxas, Axel and I use to have. We sat on the couch and watched movies (scary ones, because Riku knew I'd jump and scream), he attempted to make what appeared to be dinner, then let me take over after a few tries, and then we went to bed together every night, with some occasional… fun.
Okay, so that sounded so out of character for the once quiet emo kid, right? Well, something happened inside, like I'm a different person around Riku… Like I'm the real me around Riku. It's just amazing, y'know? It's like the pieces of my life are finally starting to falling into their spots, and life has never felt so perfect. It was the sappiest love story ever, and I was living it.
But, unfortunately, for every sappy love story always comes the villain ready to steal the love-struck teen away. In this case, a love-struck teenage boy who happened to have been raped in a previous relationship, and seems to never shake off that feeling his ex is going to come back and get him again… Which is all coded for paranoid insanity. Yeah, I'm talking about me.
It was one night when Riku and I were in bed together, and I had closed my eyes for more than a moment, and when I opened then again, I saw Marluxia's face smirking down at me as Riku did that thing he was doing (oh, I'm so not saying all the details). I sort of… panicked and started screaming, which freaked Riku out.
As soon as we both calmed down, I told him I saw his face, and he just held me as I cried. It was the first time that had ever happened, and it bothered me and Riku both; why had I just randomly seen him after nearly a week? Riku practically refused to do anything beyond kissing from them on, even after I told him I was okay. I realize he was just trying to be nice, but it was starting to bug me more than anything.
Then, he dropped a bomb; his parents were going to be home the next day. I had just been innocently eating my cereal and he had just been pushing it around a little, then just looked up.
"Hey, Sora?"
"Mhm?" I mumbled, smiling a little.
"I have some… bad news."
My heart skipped a beat; break up? STD? Something horrible and life changing? Oh god; WHAT IF HE WAS A GHOST? Wait… Is it even possible to have sex with a ghost? "Yeah?"
"My parents are coming home tomorrow."
Tomorrow. As in, the next day. As in, I can't stay anymore… Just as I was getting use to long nights and short days with Riku. What a total bust. "Oh, seriously?" I didn't even try to contain my disappointment.
"Yeah. I'm sorry. I got the text last night." He admitted. "I guess I'll take you home later, okay? I really don't know what time they're getting in tomorrow."
"It's okay. Really." I lied. A whole week away from Riku sounded like hell on Earth. Probably was. How was I supposed to know? I had never been to hell and back. "I guess I'll talk to you and stuff, then?"
He sighed, then kissed me gently on the lips, just as my phone rang from next to me, Hollywood Undead filling the room.
"This lies are leading me astray-"
"Hey?" I answered, looking at Riku's confused face.
"Sora?" It was Roxas. What in the heck? "Hey, when are you coming home?"
I frowned.
"When I feel like it. Why?"
"I've got something SUPER important to tell you." He told me. Why did he sound like he was out of breathe? "Can you come home?"
I sighed. "I-I'm kinda with Riku right now…" Now my boyfriend was more interested. Great.
"He can come over too. This is really important, Sora! You don't even know!" Roxas was practically screaming into his phone's speaker. "Hurry home, please!"
Then he hung up on me without an answer. What was up with him?
"What was that about?" Riku asked, picked up our now empty cereal bowls.
"Roxas' got something important to tell me, and told us to get over there now." I relayed the message. "You really think it's important as he's telling us it is?"
Riku shrugged. "Can't hurt to check, y'know?"
I glared at him a moment before getting out of the chair I was in and following him into his room, where he grabbed his car keys and stole a quick kiss from me. I frowned, then he took my hand and led me downstairs to his car, and we got in that sweet, sweet baby (have I mentioned I love it?) and left. Oh, Roxas, this better be good.
"I'm telling you the truth!"
"Roxas, that's the stupidest thing I have ever heard!"
Roxas and Riku stood up, and I jumped in the middle of it, holding my hands up defensively. "Calm down you two."
But Roxas wasn't ready to back off. He handed me the paper, face sullen and straight, unfortunately to me, unreadable. "You don't believe me? Read this."
Riku scoffed from next to me as I took the newspaper. "He's alive, Roxas. We've seen him."
"Then you're seeing things! He's dead."
I opened up the paper to the page Roxas had told me about as Riku frowned and turned to me. "Sora, tell me if you're brother is lying?"
And just as he said that, I saw the headline and nearly stopped breathing. "L-Local teen killed in what police think is gang violence..." I read, swallowing the burning lump in my throat. "H-He's dead..."
"What... Then that means..." Riku shook his head.
I nodded. "We didn't see him, we saw his ghost. Marluxia is dead."
