Wow…I haven't updated in a while, haha, sorry for the long wait. Not like I have been busy, just more like I've been lazy, but I'll try my best to update as fast as I can, as long as people will bother me about it maybe, haha. Anyways, onto the story!
Chapter 7: The Past Retold
Italicized: thoughts
Italicized bold: Memories
Bold: Sora's thoughts
Roxas stirred awake and turned to lie on his back. He opened his eyes and stared at the white ceiling. He blinked a few times and then sat up quickly. He looked around the familiar room and go out of bed. He walked to the door and opened it. The aroma of fresh coffee surrounded the house. Roxas walked through the hallway and stopped when he had reached the kitchen. He stared straight ahead of him, but was saddened at the sight. Riku had his back facing Roxas and he was making breakfast for him and himself. Roxas looked to the ground and remembered everything from yesterday. He turned back around to go back to the room, but in doing so, he knocked over a vase that was placed on top of a small table. Roxas made a small yelp and caught the vase before it hit the ground.
"Nice catch," said a voice.
Roxas immediately turned around to face a smiling Riku.
"Err…Good morning…" he greeted with a sheepish smile.
"Had a nice sleep?" he asked.
"Yeah…thanks….this is the second time you've helped me out," he replied.
"It's nothing…I'm glad to help."
"…Umm, I guess I'll put this back then!"
Roxas gave another sheepish smile and turned around to put the vase back. He jumped slightly as the touch of Riku's hand touching his shoulder. Roxas froze and didn't turn to face him.
"Roxas…" Riku mumbled out, "You don't have to answer if you don't want to…but…I want to know, what you were doing lying in front of that grave?"
"Nothing…I was just looking around the grave sites and I happen to stop there before I fainted," he said as calmly as he could, but he knew his voice was shaking.
"Is that the truth? I don't like people who tell lies."
"Yes."
Roxas turned to face him and smiled. Riku jumped slightly when he saw those sapphire eyes and the smiling face. He turned his head in a different direction and sighed. I'm really hallucinating…to think that he looked like Sora, he thought before turning back and continuing to finish breakfast.
"Okay then, I believe you," Riku said, not looking at Roxas.
Roxas felt disappointed that Riku had walked away. They were so close too, enough that their body would touch…just enough that they would feel each other's breath. Ah, what am I thinking?! These are probably Sora's feelings anyway, so I shouldn't get so worked up over it…but still, it's my body, he thought, shaking his head to rid of the dirty thoughts. He blushed slightly though even when the thoughts had disappeared. Riku looked at him and tilted his head.
"Do you have a fever again? Your face is all red," said Riku.
"Er, no…" he replied with a sheepish smile.
Riku smiled and sad, "You're weird."
Roxas looked up and his blush turned even more crimson than it was. Riku set two plates of omelet and hash brown onto the table with a cup of orange juice.
"Well, sit down and eat," said Riku.
Roxas did as he was told and sat down. They ate in silence for a few minutes before Roxas broke the silence.
"Riku…How did you find me? I mean the only way you would be able to find me was if you went to the grave yard…" he said, letting his words trail off.
Riku looked up from his plate of food and then folded his hands together. He stared intently as Roxas in the eyes. Roxas had stopped eating as well as the atmosphere around them changed into something tenser.
"I find it funny that I barely knew you and yet…I want to tell you so much," said Riku chuckling lightly.
"You can…if you want…I mean, if you want to tell me," said Roxas.
"…The grave…the one you were laying on top of…it belonged to my lover. He was very childish and he would never really look at things on a negative side, but a positive side. He was carefree and relaxed. I loved him…so much. A year ago he moved in with me. We were happy. And then one day…"
As Riku's words trailed off, Roxas could already see the scene unfolding before him. Sora…Sora's memories… Roxas blinked and he was walking, not in his own body, but in Sora's body.
He felt himself put on a pair of shoes and getting up from the floor. He turned and giggled as Riku hugged him.
"Riku…stop it, I need to go to the store," said Sora.
"I can go instead if you want," he replied.
"No, you have to study for exam tomorrow."
"But I don't want you to go alone. Something bad might happen. I already had a bad omen!"
"And what was that?"
"I cut my finger with the knife…"
"Hahaha, Riku…cutting your finger with a knife is not a bad omen."
"But to me it is! Sora you know that I never get my finger cut with a knife! I'm a great cook; you love my cooking too don't you?"
"That's too different things. Now go back and study. No more distractions for you, you've had enough through out the day."
"Fine…As you wish my lovely prince."
Sora rolled his eyes and gave a small peck to his cheek before leaving. He was walking down the streets and into a small store. He was looking through packets of meat and cans of soup. He decided that he would cook tonight since Riku was so busy.
"I think I'll make spaghetti," he mumbled to himself and went to find the ingredients.
Sora found them in a small aisle and picked up some meatballs and mushroom along the way. He hummed to himself as he walked towards a line that was near the entrance. He waited in line looking at the magazines, but was pulled away from his thoughts when he heard gunshots. He jumped and looked to the entrance. There was someone dressed in a black cloak with a gun. He was shouting something that he couldn't hear. Sora was scared and he followed what everyone else did. He put his hands over his head and clenched his eyes together tightly. Tears started to stain the edge of his eyes. He could the footsteps of the robber coming closer and closer. The whimpers of young children seized as he came closer to him. The footsteps stopped in front of him. Sora looked up with teary eyes and stared into other sapphire eyes. The sound of the police cars wailed outside. He face looked up and towards the entrance. He grabbed Sora and ran with him. Sora stumbled along the way.
"Try anything funny, and I'll kill you. Tch, they got here before I could even do much, bastards," said the young robber.
Sora remained quiet, looking at the gun that the robber was holding. The robber ran out of the store with Sora at his side. He yelled out words that Sora couldn't understand. He was too confused at everything. He was running again, stumbling ad running. They reached an alley with the police close behind. Sora tripped and fell to his knees grabbing a hold of the cloak the robber was wearing. The robber took a step back as Sora grabbed him and his hood fell of. Sora stared up into a young face. He's…only my age…he thought. The face frowned pointed a gun at Sora and the next thing he knew, he was on the ground, pain coursing through his abdomen. He was staring at the gray sky as rain started to fall. He touched his abdomen and reached his hands up to look at him. Blood…I'm…bleeding? Riku…Riku where are you? I want to see him…It hurts so much…Ri…ku…Sora's azure eyes seemed to dim and tears fell from his eyes, but no one could have tell that it was tears as the rain poured from the silent gray sky…
Roxas was stared at the tan table, tears rolling down his cheeks. He didn't feel the hands that slightly shook his and called out to him. His tears dropped onto the table, creating a small puddle.
"Roxas…Roxas…Roxas!" called out Riku as he shook him.
Riku became worried. He didn't even finish his story when Roxas started to cry. Roxas finally snapped from the memory. He looked up at Riku who was frowning slightly.
"Are you okay?" he asked in a concern voice.
"Yeah…I'm okay," replied Roxas in a shaky voice, "Sorry…I didn't mean to cry like that…"
"It's okay…I don't think I should have told you the story…I didn't think you were that sensitive."
Riku had meant that in a joke, but Roxas couldn't really smile. Riku sighed, not knowing how to comfort Roxas, since he really didn't know what he was crying for.
"Um, maybe you should rest more. I'll take you home later," said Riku.
Roxas nodded and got up, walking back to the room. He heard the dishes clanking onto each other and the water coming on. That was…Sora's last memory…he died…such a horrible way. He didn't even get to tell Riku how much he loved him…And… Roxas wiped the teras that started to flow form his eyes again. Roxas sighed, a pain striking his heart. This wasn't Sora's feeling, it was his own. He closed his eyes and choked back more tears remembering the memory. I…know who the killer is…He sobbed silently at the thought of seeing that familiar face…
