Remember

Chapter 10

Black Heartaches

Author's Note: The figure in black? Who could it be? Sephiroth? Someone else? You won't know unless you read silly! Read and review.

Wounds soon began to heal and Sora went home. Riku promised to stay over on the first night. His mother had been passed out and not really caring what Riku did. His dad hadn't really been home a lot lately; he seemed more distant and angry than usual but Riku just shrugged it off. His dad was a hateful person anyways.

He helped Sora to his room; Sora's mom was making dinner for them. She was so happy to have Riku staying the night, maybe it would give Sora's broken heart a chance to mend some cracks and holes. Her mother's heart only held hope and wishes for her son's happiness, knowing that that could only be gained through Riku.

Silently, Riku helped Sora up the stairs and into the bathroom. Knowing what came next; Sora's face blushed crimson red. Of course he thought about this often…

"Sora, do you need me to help you undress?" Riku's voice was so casual as though it was the most normal thing in the world to ask. Sora didn't know how to reply and without waiting for an answer, Riku started the shower and pulled Sora's shirt over his head. Purple bruises with yellow tints painted his skin and made him feel sick and disgusted. He tried to cover his chest with his arms so Riku couldn't look, he felt ugly.

"Sora…" A pained expression made its way on Riku's porcelain face, an angel face that shouldn't look so hurt. He sighed, pulling his own shirt off. Sora gazed at his pale skin, his chest had the look of being sculpted from ice. Sora was in awe of his snow prince and immediately felt worse. Sora was no heavenly angel like Riku.

"Sora, don't hide yourself…please." Riku begged in a quiet voice. 'Easy for you to say' Sora though, letting his arms fall to his sides. Riku took the rest of his clothing off and stood before Sora. "Take the rest of your clothes off Sora."

'Yes master' Sora thought, almost hypnotized and took his clothes off. 'Anything for you, my God.'

Blushing, Riku took his hand and led him into the shower. The hot water streamed on to their bodies. Steam danced around them, pulling them closer. As a reaction, Sora's arms snaked around Riku's neck; Riku starred into Sora's eyes, his own filled with nothing but a tender and loving gaze. In a hazed sleep, Sora's eyes drifted closed as Riku leaned down and kissed him on the lips. It lasted only a few seconds but Sora could still taste the sweetness of Riku's lips.

The next thing he felt was Riku washing his hair, massaging the shampoo into his scalp. Sora said nothing as Riku washed the shampoo out. It was like a dream come true, this couldn't be real.

'It's not real Sora….he's using you….he doesn't want you….it's FAKE!' A dark, cold voice screamed in his head. No! Sora began to panic, and slipped from Riku's grasp and on to the floor of the tub. That voice, it was the reason he was hurt. It had to be lying. He looked around frantically, looking for the source of pains and aches.

"Sora?!" Riku's voice sounded worried as he tried to grab Sora's wrist and pull him up. "What's wrong?!"

'Sora….he does not love you!' The voice screamed in his head. Was this his own voice? No, it couldn't be! His body was shaking violently, he wanted to die. He wanted to stop hearing the voice, stop feeling the pain. He shrieked a howl of torment of heartaches, of pain, of a wolf's depression. Days of smiles and happy girly giggles were gone. Yet one thing that couldn't understand was why? Why him? Why his happiness? Was God punishing him? Making him pay?

He could feel Riku's hands on him, trying to pull him up and calm him down. His own screaming and the voice's constant tortures were all he heard, they drowned out Riku's calming voice. Choking on water and unable to fight what he was feeling, Sora couldn't do anything. With out notice, the lights flashed out and all was clam.

"Sora?" Riku whispered through the darkness as he shut the water off, he sounded in panic. Sora clung to his leg, trembling in fear.

"Riku…." He sobbed, terror plaguing his body. Riku knew instantly that all was not right. "That voice….it won't leave me alone….it screams at me…it….it tells me horrible things…"

In the darkness, Riku kneeled down and wrapped his arms around the shaking boy. "What does this voice say Sora?" He kissed Sora's neck, trying to calm him down. Sora's chest rose and fell rapidly as he breathed in and out. "Shhh…."

"It tells me that you don't love me….and you don't want me….and you're using me…" Sora's words stabbed Riku's heart, and shattered it.

"No Sora." He held the boy tighter and closer to ensure Sora wouldn't leave. "I love you more than life itself. I would die for you, kill for you, serve you, love you, worship you. I would do anything to make you happy. Knowing you're hurting and in pain is killing me. Sora, I'm in love with you." He nuzzled Sora's wet hair, tears blending with the water drops, and whispered "I would do anything for you, I'm at your command."

From the darkness outside Sora's house, the figure in black watched and waited like a shadow, unseen and hidden.

"Riku….Sora….your happiness will be short lived. Riku, you will forget what you have remembered. Sora, you will lose what you have gained." The cold voice laughed morbidly. "Welcome back to darkness."