Topazia: Yay! Exams are over! I'm so damn tired I don't know what to do
with my self. I had three test and one day, two had 100 questions. The
other one had 45. I never want to look at another test again... @_@'
Cid dante: Evil so and so isn't enough to express my dislike for Kairi. She annoys me to no end and Selphie...well...she's just weird. Lol.
Fallenangelofdarkness - Clever? Why thank you, I hoped it turned out good. I thought it sounded kinda dorky. ^^'
skilancer - Yeah, the scene with Kairi and Selphie was something that actually happened to me. I got the chance to stay at a college dorm with a bunch of friends and I decided to steal the things from my roommate's room and lock it in mine. She got pissed because I stole the key too. Lol! Anyway, band can be hard but you have to admit that it's fun. ^^ Oh, by the way clarinet roles, I play it too. ^^
Shiva3000 -Kairi won't mess up things for our favorite couple, just complicate things. Lol.
Sora Otaku- Weekends are the best time to catch me online, so maybe I'll get to talk to you. ^^
TRT14 - Long reviews rock! Most of the time they're funny. ^^ Anyways thanks for reviewing.
moumoukech - I don't have a band, but I do participate in one and I play clarinet. We're known as the Blue Wave Marching band and are one of the best show bands in Texas. Our drumline (dorks) pretty popular too. Hope that answers your question.
linainverse2005 - Don't get me wrong, I really don't have anything against Kairi...it's just that something about her bothers me.
CLOud - So don't go through with it huh? Even if I would have went along with it, surprising it would have fit perfectly without messing up the plot.
fantasymichelle14- Lol! Nosy bitches make the world go round! Randomness...^^''
LeafKiD - They did eat, I just didn't really go into detail about it. For some reason I was bothered by describing them eating. Kairi will indeed try to get her Sora back (there has to be a bad guy somewhere) but that doesn't mean she'll succeed. ^^
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Sora's POV
We walked back to his house in silence. Not a word was exchanged and for a moment I wondered whether or not he was just as embarrassed as me. But then again, maybe not.
Riku was never one to be embarrassed about something and that was one thing that drew me too him. He would say or do whatever was on his mind and still hold his head up high, even if he was dead wrong.
I wish I could be like that. I just couldn't get her face out of my mind. The look on her face for some reason made me feel guilty. I never meant for her to see me this way. I grimaced for a moment.
Was I ashamed at what I had become? Listen to me sounding so...so...stupid. Is it so wrong to follow your heart, even if it leads down a road not normally taken? Forbidden fruit always tasted sweeter, those exact words came from my lips. So why was I doubting them now?
Riku pushed open the door, striding into the kitchen where our half eaten breakfast lay forgotten. He began to wrap them for later, once again not meeting my eyes. Was he mad at me?
"Riku..." the words were soft, timid even. Maybe it was his answer that scared me the most. "Are you mad at me?"
He froze suddenly, setting down his plates and releasing a tired sigh. "No...no it's not you. It's just..." He turned to me and walked forwards. "Sora, you hold a innocence the angels envy." He muttered reaching up with a gloved hand to caress my cheek.
I leaned into the touch, his warm touch. "Then if it isn't me, what is it?" I asked softly, my voice almost a whisper.
"She's going to tell the others you know." He said with a shrug and I nodded in return. "It doesn't bother you now, but what about later?" he asked, backing away from me. "People are afraid of what they don't understand Sora, remember that. They ridicule to cover up their own insecurity."
"Riku...I don't understand." I replied. What did all this have to do with.?
"You will soon enough." He replied simply, turning on his heel and leaving me again. I watched him leave. Something told me that my life was about to be turned upside down. Not that I wanted it too. Would it really make that much of a difference that I had a relationship with Riku?
And what about Kairi, what had did she want? Maybe to apologize? To talk maybe? After what she seen I felt it would be best to explain why. But what to say? 'Oh, sorry Kairi, I tripped like the clumsy fool I am and drug Riku down with me. His tongue just 'accidentally' found his way to my mouth.'
Okay...maybe not but it was a start right? Riiight... I could hear movement from somewhere in the house and I followed it to his room. The door stood slightly ajar and I pushed it further open, stepping all the way inside. "Riku...?" I whispered.
I loved his room. The walls were a bright white, decorated with odd trinkets and images. His Curtains were Silver, black, and blue...such pretty colors. When I first saw his it I noticed he had a strange fascination with angels.
He owned a very large painting that hung over his bed, one that he affectionately named rainy day. The background was a blurry dark, dirty brown color and in the center stood a magnificent angel black winged angel, it's graceful wings arched skywards. His head was thrown back and his face portrayed a peace that I've often seen on Riku himself. He seemed to glow as the clear droplets of rain fell down upon him. It was beautiful and I could see why he loved it.
His bed was large and the first thing you saw when you first opened the door. It's Black and sliver sheets were neatly made and it had matching blue and sliver pillows lain across it. Riku's was such a neat freak.
Across from the bed was a computer desk were his laptop sat undisturbed. Books upon books were neatly stacked up here was well as pencils and sheets of music. Opposite from the doorway was a television, his guitar lay against the right side of it. Left of the TV was his bathroom and judging from the large amounts of steam emitted from it and the soft sound of singing that's where he was. Detective Sora has done it again!
He was busy at the moment; I'd just have to come back later. Maybe I could find something else to do. Besides he was acting weird. Sighing I ventured out of the house and back onto the beach, cringing slightly when I paced the spot were Kairi caught us. I guess in a way one could see how she found this traumatizing, from her point of view, not mines of course. Heh...
My wandering had lead me to the back of the island were our racecourse lay. We built it ourselves you know, me and Riku. Tidus and Wakka were never really interested in participating in our races, just watching. Besides they were too indulged with their latest project. Something called blitzball.
Maybe I could find some seashells and make a necklace out of them. I watched Kairi do it once. And besides, it couldn't be too hard. A huge grin plastered on my face I raced down to the part of the shore that was covered with coconut trees. I could pick what I wanted from the sea and put it together under the cool shade of the coconut trees. See? I think sometimes.
After what seemed like forever I retreated into the cool shade of the trees. I had found tons good shells, it was no wonder Kairi made so many. That or she just has no life.
It probably seemed a little more than a little strange that I was making a seashell necklace but I had reasons. Riku was obsessed with leaving this island, one way or another and these shells were supposed to give sailors good luck.
If he doesn't manage to build a boat and leave the island hopefully two things will happen: one, he'll take me with him and two, somehow my childish belief will come true and actually bring good luck. But even if it doesn't it's always the thought that counts, right?
Laughter could be heard from somewhere and for a moment I wondered vaguely what was going on, that was until Wakka's ball slapped me dead in the face. "Sorry! You're okay, ya?" I winced, shaking my head to clear the stars from my vision.
"Uh...yeah." I replied groggily. "What's up?" The tean beamed down at me and for that moment I couldn't help but wonder what was brighter, the glare from the sun or his smile.
"Oh nothing. Me and Tidus are inventing a new game." He replied, picking up the ball and spinning it on his fingertip. Wish I could do that... "Want to learn?" he flashed me that teasing grin he always gave me right before a challenge.
I quickly stood, my half done necklace forgotten. Like I'd ever back down from a challenge. "Sure! How do you..."
"Don't bother Wakka. I forgot what we were doing." I looked over Wakka's shoulder to see Tidus standing with a hand on his hips; in his other he held his stick. I hated that damn thing.
Wakka turned and scratched his head. "We were playing Blitzball how could you forget so fast?" he asked, his smile fading.
"Easy, I just did." Tidus replied with a shrug. "Besides, I didn't want him playing anyway." He added smugly.
"What? What I do?" I asked. What the hell was this? Why was Tidus of all people mad at me?
Wakka held his hand out to silence me and frowned. "We agreed that when we made this game it would be for everyone, ya?" the spoke in soft stern tones.
"The blond snorted. "Not for him, let him go 'play' with Riku. I'm sure those types of games fit him better." Selphie timidly appeared behind him resting a hand on his shoulder to calm him down, but even she seemed to have something against me. It was the look on her face that told it all.
Since when had everyone become so hostile to me? What the hell did I...? 'It doesn't bother you now, but what about later?' Riku had said that. I frowned and lowered my head. So this is what he had been trying to tell me.
"He's no different from me or you!" I heard Wakka protest in vain. His plea seemed to fall on deaf ears. "He's been our friend for years, this is Sora!"
"He's gay damn it! How much different can you get? Do you see me drooling after Riku or you, or Selphie after Kairi? It's sick, that's what it is." Tidus yelled back.
"Tidus does have a point you know." I heard Selphie say. "It's just not right, and think of poor Kairi after she caught them on the beach earlier."
My body shook slightly as if the weight of the world had been suddenly dropped on my shoulders. 'People are afraid of what they don't understand Sora remember that. They ridicule to cover up their own insecurity...'
Insecurity...why didn't they understand? Me and Riku never hurt anyone, never. Why can't they just accept us as we are? 'Sora, you hold a innocence the angels envy...'
"No.no! Why do you hate me now? I'm no different from what I was a few days ago!" I shouted. My heart ached, it ached so much I felt it would burst any moment. It hurt because of the ignorance...because of the hate... And for what? Because my love isn't normal? What the hell is normal then? And how do I get back to it because I don't know how much more of this my heart can take...
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Riku's POV
The steam from the shower created an intoxicating sleep induced haze and I soon found myself swaying. The warm water beat down lightly on my skin and I shuddered, imagining for that instant that it was Sora teasing my skin instead of water.
Okay, that's it...it's time to get the hell out of here before I really make a fool out of myself. Turning the water off, I reached from behind the curtain and felt around for my towel. "Sora?" I called.
The towel wraped securely around my waist I quietly tiptoed out of my bathroom and into the room. No sign of Sora... Maybe he really thought I was angry with him. Of course I wasn't. I never could be, not for long anyway.
Drying off and throwing on some clothes took only a few minuets and soon I was sitting on the edge of my bed in blue jean shorts and a yellow top, plucking away at my guitar because of the damn Evanescence song that was stuck in my head refused to leave me alone until I learned to play it. Ah well...not like I had anything better to do.
"Sora?" I called again eventually. For some reason I had to see him, to know that he was all right. When no answer came I started to worry. I was just being silly though, what could happen? It's not like he would just fall off the face of the earth.
Setting my beloved instrument down I quickly pulled on my shoes and trotted outside. The sun felt good against my skin as usual. I love the heat...I can't stand being could for too long. Funny isn't it? "Sora?"
I waited in vain, hoping to see even the slightest glimpse of him. Something told me I had to see him. Eventually my cry was rewarded with a soft howl that sounded too familiar for my comfort.
It was him, I could tell. Something was wrong with my Sora and I'd be there to fix it. My trotting soon broke out into a brisk run leading me to the racecourse. What the hell was going on? No sooner had the thought entered my mind had I wanted to take it back.
Sora was huddled on the ground, clutching his stomach. There was a small scratch on his head were blood ran free, mixing with sweat. Tears were streaming down his face and his body shook slightly. I felt as if someone had taken my heart and stabbed it relentlessly. Wakka quickly jumped to his defense, yelling at Tidus for what had happened. Not that it mattered.
I was pissed and what did matter was that someone was going to pay for hurting my Sora, my light. "What is this?" I yelled and all eyes turned to me.
"Riku..." Sora looked up at me with the most pitiful eyes. I jogged forwards, knelling at his side and taking him into my arms.
"Oh God Sora...look at you." I whispered, letting him sob on my shoulder. I turned my eyes to Tidus, glaring at him with a cold stare that even the winter sea would envy.
"Riku...I..." I gently put a finger to his lips to silence him, my grip on him tightening.
"I said what is this? What the hell did you think you were doing?"
Tidus snorted, swinging his stick and placing it over his shoulder. "Riding the island of scum. We don't need people like him here, or you for that matter."
I stood slowly, my head down. "You had no right to attack him like that Sora did nothing to you." My hands balled into fist at my side and I was sure I was shaking. "If you want fight someone why not pick on someone your own size!" I lunged at him, my fist slamming into his face.
Selphie's scream wrung out into the afternoon air and I smirked as the boy rolled around in the sand holding his nose. Pushing the girl away and stumbling to his feet he raised his stick coming at me. He flipped at the last moment expecting to hit me on the head, but I flipped backwards out of the way, grabbing his stick in the process.
"You bastard! Give it back, you have no right!" he yelled, as if trying to intimidate me of all people. He held his hand out expecting to receive his weapon.
"You can have it back right after I smash it through your head." I growled, swinging it. He caught the stick much to my dismay and smirked as if he had made a big difference.
Thrusting my fist forwards I sent the pole into his abdomen, causing him to double over. That was his biggest mistake. He left himself wide open and I took the chance to spin kick him in the head, sending him back down to the ground.
I yanked him up by his shirt, my fist raised and wanting to feel blood, to cause pain. "Tidus, no!" Selphie's cries meant nothing to me and were about as distant to me as another land.
That's probably what made me lower my fist. I was going overboard again. What if one day it was Sora beneath me and not Tidus? The very thought sent shudders down my spine and I growled softly, roughly pushing the blonde boy away.
I spotted Sora with Wakka by the shore. The teen was washing Sora's wounds. Seawater is good for injuries they say. It helps you heal faster. "Sora..."
He looked up at me, leaping up and falling into my arms, an embrace that I gladly returned. "You were right Riku...I understand now." He whispered and I chuckled ruffling his hair a bit.
"You should." I replied softly, turning my gaze to Wakka. "Thank you."
He waved his hand in dismissal and grinned. "Always here to help, ya?" he piped cheerfully.
Sora tightened his grip around me and I looked down, raising his chin to force him to look at me. "I hate this place." He whispered. "Hate it so much...if...if...you do find a way out of here please. Take me with you."
My eyes widened a little. I never expected him to say that. But a person can only take so much until they can't take anymore and my precious light had, had enough. I reached up to run a hand through the soft mass that was his hair taking in the sweet scent. "Sora..."
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Topazia: Okay! This was an interesting chapter. I wrote the characters this way because this is how I experience situations like this. Not everyone is every comfortable with yoai relationships and tend to take it to the extreme by beating or mocking the poor guy to no end. So to write everyone as 'okay' with Riku and Sora's relationship would be like lying to myself. I couldn't do it.
Anyway. I have a major case of writer's block and I don't know what to do. Should they open the door and get the hell out of there or should they just stay and deal with it? I'll update in four days. "hopefully"
Cid dante: Evil so and so isn't enough to express my dislike for Kairi. She annoys me to no end and Selphie...well...she's just weird. Lol.
Fallenangelofdarkness - Clever? Why thank you, I hoped it turned out good. I thought it sounded kinda dorky. ^^'
skilancer - Yeah, the scene with Kairi and Selphie was something that actually happened to me. I got the chance to stay at a college dorm with a bunch of friends and I decided to steal the things from my roommate's room and lock it in mine. She got pissed because I stole the key too. Lol! Anyway, band can be hard but you have to admit that it's fun. ^^ Oh, by the way clarinet roles, I play it too. ^^
Shiva3000 -Kairi won't mess up things for our favorite couple, just complicate things. Lol.
Sora Otaku- Weekends are the best time to catch me online, so maybe I'll get to talk to you. ^^
TRT14 - Long reviews rock! Most of the time they're funny. ^^ Anyways thanks for reviewing.
moumoukech - I don't have a band, but I do participate in one and I play clarinet. We're known as the Blue Wave Marching band and are one of the best show bands in Texas. Our drumline (dorks) pretty popular too. Hope that answers your question.
linainverse2005 - Don't get me wrong, I really don't have anything against Kairi...it's just that something about her bothers me.
CLOud - So don't go through with it huh? Even if I would have went along with it, surprising it would have fit perfectly without messing up the plot.
fantasymichelle14- Lol! Nosy bitches make the world go round! Randomness...^^''
LeafKiD - They did eat, I just didn't really go into detail about it. For some reason I was bothered by describing them eating. Kairi will indeed try to get her Sora back (there has to be a bad guy somewhere) but that doesn't mean she'll succeed. ^^
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Sora's POV
We walked back to his house in silence. Not a word was exchanged and for a moment I wondered whether or not he was just as embarrassed as me. But then again, maybe not.
Riku was never one to be embarrassed about something and that was one thing that drew me too him. He would say or do whatever was on his mind and still hold his head up high, even if he was dead wrong.
I wish I could be like that. I just couldn't get her face out of my mind. The look on her face for some reason made me feel guilty. I never meant for her to see me this way. I grimaced for a moment.
Was I ashamed at what I had become? Listen to me sounding so...so...stupid. Is it so wrong to follow your heart, even if it leads down a road not normally taken? Forbidden fruit always tasted sweeter, those exact words came from my lips. So why was I doubting them now?
Riku pushed open the door, striding into the kitchen where our half eaten breakfast lay forgotten. He began to wrap them for later, once again not meeting my eyes. Was he mad at me?
"Riku..." the words were soft, timid even. Maybe it was his answer that scared me the most. "Are you mad at me?"
He froze suddenly, setting down his plates and releasing a tired sigh. "No...no it's not you. It's just..." He turned to me and walked forwards. "Sora, you hold a innocence the angels envy." He muttered reaching up with a gloved hand to caress my cheek.
I leaned into the touch, his warm touch. "Then if it isn't me, what is it?" I asked softly, my voice almost a whisper.
"She's going to tell the others you know." He said with a shrug and I nodded in return. "It doesn't bother you now, but what about later?" he asked, backing away from me. "People are afraid of what they don't understand Sora, remember that. They ridicule to cover up their own insecurity."
"Riku...I don't understand." I replied. What did all this have to do with.?
"You will soon enough." He replied simply, turning on his heel and leaving me again. I watched him leave. Something told me that my life was about to be turned upside down. Not that I wanted it too. Would it really make that much of a difference that I had a relationship with Riku?
And what about Kairi, what had did she want? Maybe to apologize? To talk maybe? After what she seen I felt it would be best to explain why. But what to say? 'Oh, sorry Kairi, I tripped like the clumsy fool I am and drug Riku down with me. His tongue just 'accidentally' found his way to my mouth.'
Okay...maybe not but it was a start right? Riiight... I could hear movement from somewhere in the house and I followed it to his room. The door stood slightly ajar and I pushed it further open, stepping all the way inside. "Riku...?" I whispered.
I loved his room. The walls were a bright white, decorated with odd trinkets and images. His Curtains were Silver, black, and blue...such pretty colors. When I first saw his it I noticed he had a strange fascination with angels.
He owned a very large painting that hung over his bed, one that he affectionately named rainy day. The background was a blurry dark, dirty brown color and in the center stood a magnificent angel black winged angel, it's graceful wings arched skywards. His head was thrown back and his face portrayed a peace that I've often seen on Riku himself. He seemed to glow as the clear droplets of rain fell down upon him. It was beautiful and I could see why he loved it.
His bed was large and the first thing you saw when you first opened the door. It's Black and sliver sheets were neatly made and it had matching blue and sliver pillows lain across it. Riku's was such a neat freak.
Across from the bed was a computer desk were his laptop sat undisturbed. Books upon books were neatly stacked up here was well as pencils and sheets of music. Opposite from the doorway was a television, his guitar lay against the right side of it. Left of the TV was his bathroom and judging from the large amounts of steam emitted from it and the soft sound of singing that's where he was. Detective Sora has done it again!
He was busy at the moment; I'd just have to come back later. Maybe I could find something else to do. Besides he was acting weird. Sighing I ventured out of the house and back onto the beach, cringing slightly when I paced the spot were Kairi caught us. I guess in a way one could see how she found this traumatizing, from her point of view, not mines of course. Heh...
My wandering had lead me to the back of the island were our racecourse lay. We built it ourselves you know, me and Riku. Tidus and Wakka were never really interested in participating in our races, just watching. Besides they were too indulged with their latest project. Something called blitzball.
Maybe I could find some seashells and make a necklace out of them. I watched Kairi do it once. And besides, it couldn't be too hard. A huge grin plastered on my face I raced down to the part of the shore that was covered with coconut trees. I could pick what I wanted from the sea and put it together under the cool shade of the coconut trees. See? I think sometimes.
After what seemed like forever I retreated into the cool shade of the trees. I had found tons good shells, it was no wonder Kairi made so many. That or she just has no life.
It probably seemed a little more than a little strange that I was making a seashell necklace but I had reasons. Riku was obsessed with leaving this island, one way or another and these shells were supposed to give sailors good luck.
If he doesn't manage to build a boat and leave the island hopefully two things will happen: one, he'll take me with him and two, somehow my childish belief will come true and actually bring good luck. But even if it doesn't it's always the thought that counts, right?
Laughter could be heard from somewhere and for a moment I wondered vaguely what was going on, that was until Wakka's ball slapped me dead in the face. "Sorry! You're okay, ya?" I winced, shaking my head to clear the stars from my vision.
"Uh...yeah." I replied groggily. "What's up?" The tean beamed down at me and for that moment I couldn't help but wonder what was brighter, the glare from the sun or his smile.
"Oh nothing. Me and Tidus are inventing a new game." He replied, picking up the ball and spinning it on his fingertip. Wish I could do that... "Want to learn?" he flashed me that teasing grin he always gave me right before a challenge.
I quickly stood, my half done necklace forgotten. Like I'd ever back down from a challenge. "Sure! How do you..."
"Don't bother Wakka. I forgot what we were doing." I looked over Wakka's shoulder to see Tidus standing with a hand on his hips; in his other he held his stick. I hated that damn thing.
Wakka turned and scratched his head. "We were playing Blitzball how could you forget so fast?" he asked, his smile fading.
"Easy, I just did." Tidus replied with a shrug. "Besides, I didn't want him playing anyway." He added smugly.
"What? What I do?" I asked. What the hell was this? Why was Tidus of all people mad at me?
Wakka held his hand out to silence me and frowned. "We agreed that when we made this game it would be for everyone, ya?" the spoke in soft stern tones.
"The blond snorted. "Not for him, let him go 'play' with Riku. I'm sure those types of games fit him better." Selphie timidly appeared behind him resting a hand on his shoulder to calm him down, but even she seemed to have something against me. It was the look on her face that told it all.
Since when had everyone become so hostile to me? What the hell did I...? 'It doesn't bother you now, but what about later?' Riku had said that. I frowned and lowered my head. So this is what he had been trying to tell me.
"He's no different from me or you!" I heard Wakka protest in vain. His plea seemed to fall on deaf ears. "He's been our friend for years, this is Sora!"
"He's gay damn it! How much different can you get? Do you see me drooling after Riku or you, or Selphie after Kairi? It's sick, that's what it is." Tidus yelled back.
"Tidus does have a point you know." I heard Selphie say. "It's just not right, and think of poor Kairi after she caught them on the beach earlier."
My body shook slightly as if the weight of the world had been suddenly dropped on my shoulders. 'People are afraid of what they don't understand Sora remember that. They ridicule to cover up their own insecurity...'
Insecurity...why didn't they understand? Me and Riku never hurt anyone, never. Why can't they just accept us as we are? 'Sora, you hold a innocence the angels envy...'
"No.no! Why do you hate me now? I'm no different from what I was a few days ago!" I shouted. My heart ached, it ached so much I felt it would burst any moment. It hurt because of the ignorance...because of the hate... And for what? Because my love isn't normal? What the hell is normal then? And how do I get back to it because I don't know how much more of this my heart can take...
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Riku's POV
The steam from the shower created an intoxicating sleep induced haze and I soon found myself swaying. The warm water beat down lightly on my skin and I shuddered, imagining for that instant that it was Sora teasing my skin instead of water.
Okay, that's it...it's time to get the hell out of here before I really make a fool out of myself. Turning the water off, I reached from behind the curtain and felt around for my towel. "Sora?" I called.
The towel wraped securely around my waist I quietly tiptoed out of my bathroom and into the room. No sign of Sora... Maybe he really thought I was angry with him. Of course I wasn't. I never could be, not for long anyway.
Drying off and throwing on some clothes took only a few minuets and soon I was sitting on the edge of my bed in blue jean shorts and a yellow top, plucking away at my guitar because of the damn Evanescence song that was stuck in my head refused to leave me alone until I learned to play it. Ah well...not like I had anything better to do.
"Sora?" I called again eventually. For some reason I had to see him, to know that he was all right. When no answer came I started to worry. I was just being silly though, what could happen? It's not like he would just fall off the face of the earth.
Setting my beloved instrument down I quickly pulled on my shoes and trotted outside. The sun felt good against my skin as usual. I love the heat...I can't stand being could for too long. Funny isn't it? "Sora?"
I waited in vain, hoping to see even the slightest glimpse of him. Something told me I had to see him. Eventually my cry was rewarded with a soft howl that sounded too familiar for my comfort.
It was him, I could tell. Something was wrong with my Sora and I'd be there to fix it. My trotting soon broke out into a brisk run leading me to the racecourse. What the hell was going on? No sooner had the thought entered my mind had I wanted to take it back.
Sora was huddled on the ground, clutching his stomach. There was a small scratch on his head were blood ran free, mixing with sweat. Tears were streaming down his face and his body shook slightly. I felt as if someone had taken my heart and stabbed it relentlessly. Wakka quickly jumped to his defense, yelling at Tidus for what had happened. Not that it mattered.
I was pissed and what did matter was that someone was going to pay for hurting my Sora, my light. "What is this?" I yelled and all eyes turned to me.
"Riku..." Sora looked up at me with the most pitiful eyes. I jogged forwards, knelling at his side and taking him into my arms.
"Oh God Sora...look at you." I whispered, letting him sob on my shoulder. I turned my eyes to Tidus, glaring at him with a cold stare that even the winter sea would envy.
"Riku...I..." I gently put a finger to his lips to silence him, my grip on him tightening.
"I said what is this? What the hell did you think you were doing?"
Tidus snorted, swinging his stick and placing it over his shoulder. "Riding the island of scum. We don't need people like him here, or you for that matter."
I stood slowly, my head down. "You had no right to attack him like that Sora did nothing to you." My hands balled into fist at my side and I was sure I was shaking. "If you want fight someone why not pick on someone your own size!" I lunged at him, my fist slamming into his face.
Selphie's scream wrung out into the afternoon air and I smirked as the boy rolled around in the sand holding his nose. Pushing the girl away and stumbling to his feet he raised his stick coming at me. He flipped at the last moment expecting to hit me on the head, but I flipped backwards out of the way, grabbing his stick in the process.
"You bastard! Give it back, you have no right!" he yelled, as if trying to intimidate me of all people. He held his hand out expecting to receive his weapon.
"You can have it back right after I smash it through your head." I growled, swinging it. He caught the stick much to my dismay and smirked as if he had made a big difference.
Thrusting my fist forwards I sent the pole into his abdomen, causing him to double over. That was his biggest mistake. He left himself wide open and I took the chance to spin kick him in the head, sending him back down to the ground.
I yanked him up by his shirt, my fist raised and wanting to feel blood, to cause pain. "Tidus, no!" Selphie's cries meant nothing to me and were about as distant to me as another land.
That's probably what made me lower my fist. I was going overboard again. What if one day it was Sora beneath me and not Tidus? The very thought sent shudders down my spine and I growled softly, roughly pushing the blonde boy away.
I spotted Sora with Wakka by the shore. The teen was washing Sora's wounds. Seawater is good for injuries they say. It helps you heal faster. "Sora..."
He looked up at me, leaping up and falling into my arms, an embrace that I gladly returned. "You were right Riku...I understand now." He whispered and I chuckled ruffling his hair a bit.
"You should." I replied softly, turning my gaze to Wakka. "Thank you."
He waved his hand in dismissal and grinned. "Always here to help, ya?" he piped cheerfully.
Sora tightened his grip around me and I looked down, raising his chin to force him to look at me. "I hate this place." He whispered. "Hate it so much...if...if...you do find a way out of here please. Take me with you."
My eyes widened a little. I never expected him to say that. But a person can only take so much until they can't take anymore and my precious light had, had enough. I reached up to run a hand through the soft mass that was his hair taking in the sweet scent. "Sora..."
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Topazia: Okay! This was an interesting chapter. I wrote the characters this way because this is how I experience situations like this. Not everyone is every comfortable with yoai relationships and tend to take it to the extreme by beating or mocking the poor guy to no end. So to write everyone as 'okay' with Riku and Sora's relationship would be like lying to myself. I couldn't do it.
Anyway. I have a major case of writer's block and I don't know what to do. Should they open the door and get the hell out of there or should they just stay and deal with it? I'll update in four days. "hopefully"