Okay, sorry if it's rushed (cuz I typed it in like a half hour) but I really had to get two chapters done today. The story should be finished by Friday.

OMG! HARRY POTTER 5 COMING OUT TOMORROW!

Disclaimer: don't own TT

WARNING! IF YOU ARE A TERRA FAN DO NOT READ THIS CHAPTER! I'm sorry, I kinda really don't like Terra, and this was how my story was supposed to go from the start. So if you don't want to read it, don't read Rich's POV. No flames on that, please.

Where is Galfore? He said he'd be done house-hunting by now, thought Kori, sniffling. She had locked herself in her room and hadn't stopped crying since the day before. She hugged her pillow to her and sighed. Everything was perfect...mostly...and now it's all wrong. At least things could only get better.

How wrong she was.

Galfore's voice boomed through the house. "KORI! I'VE BROUGHT LUNCH!" Kori winced and unlocked her room door. She went downstairs, hoping Galfore wouldn't notice...

"Korina! You look horrible! What happened to you?" he asked, aghast. Immediately, he jumped to conclusions. He was good at it. He tended to guess the right ones. "It was Richard Grayson! I knew he was no good! What did he do? I'll go over to his big, fancy castle and-"

"Uncle Galfore!" cried Kori. Her voice lowered. "It's not his fault." True, he'd been involved, and the thought of him was what had made Kori feel so horrible, but it wasn't his fault at all. He didn't know. Then who am I supposed to blame it on? My dead father? No. The fault was entirely Kori's. Galfore laid a massive hand on her shoulder.

"Perhaps...hot chocolate?" he suggested. Kori promptly burst into tears. Hot chocolate reminded her of Richard. Everything reminded her of Richard. Galfore tried to calm her down, but nothing worked. Kori eventually ran up to her room to calm down by herself. I need to see him...talk to him...anything.

She walked over to Wayne Manor, which was a lot more difficult now than it had been before. She felt utterly drained. Before, she had had something to look forward to. Now she felt like she was spelling out her death sentence--slowly.

Unlike her dream, so long before, she could see through the iron gates. And she did not like what she saw. Apparently, Richard had gotten over her. IN ONE DAY! Kori held her breath, sure she would start crying again. She actually swayed on the spot. How could he do this? I thought...I thought wrong.

Richard was embracing Rachel Roth in the front yard, in full view of everyone else. And they hadn't let go for quite a while. Suddenly, Richard looked her way, and their eyes locked. Kori watched as he pulled away from Rachel, still staring at her. He was coming to the gate. Kori couldn't think of anything else to do. She ran again. One of these days, she would run right out of Jump City. But for right now, she didn't care where she went.

No one cares. My parents are dead. My "friends" haven't called since school got out. My sister...I won't even go there. My uncle's never home. And Richard...he led me on. All this time, he'd been trying to get Rachel jealous. I should have known he was being too nice. Now he's got what he wanted...and I've got nothing. No one cares about me.

She could hear him calling to her, like that day at the ski trip, when Kitten pushed him off the hill. Surprisingly, the tears didn't come. I didn't know you could run out of tears. Kori ran into what she hoped and remembered as a maze of alleyways. She had run all the way to the Southside of Jump City. Rich Boy Grayson would never find her here. She slumped against a wall, breathing hard. At least now she could vent her sorrow in peace.

She was so caught up in her thoughts, she didn't notice a figure emerge from the darkness until it was standing right in front of her. She looked up and gasped. The face was horribly familiar. "Xavier!"

"Hey, cutie," he said, grinning wickedly.

Forget even trying to sleep. Richard had been awake all night, trying to figure out what he was suppose to do. He'd written several letters, but threw them all away. He'd picked up the phone several times, but hadn't even dialed the first digit of her number before he slammed it down again. He'd even tried calling his friends, (several times) but they either didn't pick up or grumbled 'til he let them sleep again. He was ready to tear his hair out with frustration when the first light of dawn passed through the curtains, but passed out not two seconds afterwards.

When he woke up, around one or two in the afternoon, Alfred was banging on his door. "Master Richard, Miss..." Richard jumped out of bed, hoping he'd say 'Anders'. "...Roth here to see you." Richard frowned. What's Rachel doing here?

"Tell her I'll be right down, Alfred," he instructed. Alfred dutifully took off and Richard changed. Rachel really was there. She smirked at him.

"If I'd known you were this late a sleeper, I would've come at three. I've been here since eleven."

"Well, what're you here for?" snapped Richard. He wasn't in the mood for her insults. Rachel stopped smirking immediately. She actually looked kind of...sad. "Hey, Rae. I didn't mean to yell like that. It's just been...complicated lately." Rachel shrugged.

"I know how you feel."

"Wanna talk about it?" asked Richard. "Let's go outside. I could use some fresh air." Rachel nodded.

It was overcast and gloomy, mostly how Richard felt. He wasn't done beating himself up yet, but he'd rather not in front of Rachel. "So...what's up?" Rachel sighed, something Richard didn't see her do very often.

"It's like I've had everything taken away from me, you know?" she said in a small voice. Now Richard was extremely worried. This was not Rachel. But he could definitely relate to that feeling. His thoughts strayed to Kori. Suddenly, he felt like all the air had been knocked out of him. Rachel and lunged and hugged him. Rachel was hugging someone. It was the end of the world. Nevertheless, he awkwardly patted her back and tried to comfort her, wistfully thinking how easy Kori had been to hold, when he noticed his shoulder was starting to feel wet. Rachel. Did. Not. Cry. End of story. He pulled away from her.

"Who are you and what have you done with Rachel?" he asked. He was serious, but she smiled and flopped down on the ground, tears still staining her face.

"I'm sorry...but he made me feel like I could really open up to him...and now I'm opening up too much." Richard frowned.

"Who?"

"Malchoir." Richard growled. He had never liked Malchoir. Partly...okay, mostly...because of his close bond with Xavier.

"What'd he do?"

"I was...at home," Rachel started. Richard shuddered. Rachel's house was not one of his favorite places. Her mother was a sickly kind of woman, and next to her father, she looked even worse. Her father's height and build could almost compete with Kori's Uncle Galfore's. He'd been sent to jail numerous times, the most memorable when he had beaten his wife when she threatened to file for a divorce. Rachel had watched helplessly.

"And my dad got angry...I don't know why," Rachel continued. "He started hitting my mom. She fell to the floor-" Richard cleared his throat. He didn't want a clear-as-day description of the fight scene, and Rachel was known for going into horrible detail.

She apologized and went on. "I didn't want to watch. I know you'll probably think I'm some sort of coward, but I couldn't. So I ran to Malchoir's house." Richard ignored the coward comment.

"You went to his house?" he said, trying to keep his voice under control. Rachel nodded.

"But I didn't go in. He opened the door and he was standing there...with Terra..." Rachel choked out. "I really thought I had a chance with someone, for the first time in my life. But I guess not." Richard didn't know what to do. He had never seen Rachel this miserable. It was scary. He hoped she liked hugs as much as Kori. Kori...that's the second time I've thought about her in the past five minutes! He pulled her into another hug.

"It's okay. You deserve better than him. Any guy who cheats on you...you were dating, right?" Rachel shook her head. Richard was at a loss.

"First Gar, and then Malchoir..." Rachel sniffed. "I think she's purposely trying o make my life miserable." Richard looked away, not able to bear the sight of Rachel like this. He hadn't known Malchoir meant so much to her. Or...wait, Gar?

He was about to ask her when he caught sight of Kori. She was standing outside the iron gates, looking like she was frozen in place. She was staring at Richard and Rachel. Richard swore and pulled away, and Rachel eyed him disapprovingly. She hated it when people lost control of their mouths. Something Richard was doing a lot of lately. Richard ran to the gate, where she was standing, but Kori had taken off at a run. Again.

"Kori!" he cried desperately. She didn't turn back. He ran out to the gate exit, where Rachel already was. "Wait here! I'm coming right back!" He ran after her, feeling Rachel's eyes boring holes in the back of his head. He didn't tell her about Kori's parents. Maybe he should have. At least then she'd forgive him.

That was his last thought about anyone but Kori. She ran all the way to the Southside. She should join track, he thought, out of breath. He looked for the flicker of red that was her hair, but couldn't see it anywhere on the main street. He noticed a little alleyway and saw Kori's shoe disappear at the far end. He ran in and was lost at once. It was a labyrinth.

Then he heard her gasp. "Xavier!" He nearly fainted. He was about to yell out for her, but then Xavier would know he was there. He would have to follow their voices, hoping they would keep talking.

"Hey cutie," he heard to his right. He turned and ran to her, praying he wasn't too late.

Xavier's back! I mean...ahem...Xavier's back. And he's not happy. Well, he was smiling, but it's kind of an "I'm gonna get my revenge" kinda smile.

Sorry again that Rae's OOC. I tried to have reasons for it...she was kinda OOC at the end of spellbound, too, though...

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