Silently Deciding by Heather Christi
Disclaimer: I do NOT own Kingdom Heart characters or Squaresoft or Disney.
::thoughts:: -'inner voice'- ENJOY!
Chapter Six: Decisions, Decisions
"Riku," the brunette boy breathed out. His arms were wound around Riku's neck. He was afraid of coming to a decision and he was also confused on what decision to make. Whatever Sora decided to do would be drastic and turn out the wrong way. If he chose to kiss Riku and be with him, what would the whole island think about the whole scenario? What would Kairi do when she found out? Wouldn't it break her heart to know her two best boy friends were carrying on in a romantic relationship without her consent and/or knowledge?
But if he chose not to kiss Riku and chose not to be with him, he would break his silver-haired buddy's heart and Sora didn't want to cause Riku anymore pain than he already had to lug around inside of him. Which ever decision was made, Sora couldn't win this one. Someone was going to get hurt and he couldn't do anything but be the bearer of bad news. Just his luck. Why him?
The cinnamon-haired boy buried his face in the crook of Riku's neck and just held onto him tightly, needing support and guidance to make a reasonable decision, something he thought wasn't an option at the moment. He needed help and he needed it quickly before he did something he would regret later. But there was no turning back from where he was now. Sora was in Riku's arms, wanting love and comfort, confused and frightened, without a clue what to do about his decision but he knew he had to make one. That is now and his decision must be final.
The azure eyed boy felt two arms circle around his waist to bring him closer, if that was possible. Sora still had his legs wrapped around the other boy and was clinging onto him desperately, not wanting to ever let go but he still knew, in the back of his mind, he was going to have to.
"Sora," Riku spoke, breaking the pregnant silence that filled the air moments ago. He pulled back, his silver hair grazing across Sora's cheek, and stared into his cerulean eyes. They reminded him of the ocean, but this time instead of the calm and serene waves, there was a raging storm of inner conflict and confusion. Riku frowned as he looked into Sora's eyes. He was worried about his angel. ::Maybe it was too soon to tell him I wanted him more than just a friend. I was rushing it too fast. I mean, I only kissed him a few times. He's not ready for a commitment quite yet. Then again, I have been his friend since we were very little. But that's just it. I was only his friend and I was nothing else to him::
Riku was about to open his trap and abject to a few certain issues that came to mind (namely about him and Sora ever continuing this romance fantasy) but that was before he felt Sora's warm mouth pressed against his own. The silver-haired teen was overjoyed. Sora had picked him and they were going to be together for all eternity! He was alright with everything that happened. Sora didn't want Kairi after all. It was only him that Sora wanted, only him! Riku removed his hands from around Sora's waist and buried them into the fluffiness of his cinnamon locks of hair. It took a few moments for Riku to realize this but. . . Sora wasn't kissing him back.
This wasn't a kiss out of passion or love. It wasn't a kiss of fondness and affection. It wasn't a kiss out of longing or need. It was a kiss filled with sorrow, apology, and sympathy. It wasn't by any means a symbol of Sora's pure and total devoted love. It wasn't a kiss to express feelings without unnecessary words. It was only a kiss to supply a last and final farewell to the romantic fantasy that would remain only that: a fantasy, not in any way related to reality.
Riku pulled back from Sora and looked down to stare into his cerulean eyes filled with a range of different emotions all generating the same message: I'm sorry. Riku felt suddenly cold and he felt disgusted, not only at himself, but also for the cinnamon-haired boy he had in his arms. He felt exposed and used like an old rag doll tossed aside after a satisfied play session. He didn't want to be near the Keyblade master at the moment and obviously since Sora's decision was already made, the other boy didn't want to be close to him either.
The younger of the boys felt limp arms fall from around him body; he was no longer contained and captured in their surprising gentleness and warmth. His legs were still wrapped around Riku's waist, clinging to him, and his arms were still wound around his slender neck. He felt a chill run up his spine as he stared into the unrevealing and concealing aqua green orbs of his 'best' friend. Something didn't feel right and he felt almost regrettable as he stared into the silver-haired teen's eyes, not registering the intensity of his ultimate decision.
The silver-haired boy broke the connection with their eyes, lowering his head down to his chest. Sora felt something take hold of his heart tightly when he heard an almost inaudible sigh escape his companion's lips in defeat. He couldn't bare the thought of his 'best' friend in such a crisis, and what was worse; Sora had put him in the situation he was now facing.
-'You don't deserve him. He deserves so much better than you and you know it. Face the truth sooner or later because he's not going to be your 'BEST' friend anymore. He's going to realize you're not worth anything and leave you. You deserve to be left alone. Look at Riku. He doesn't deserve to be like this. You do'-
Sora didn't even protest once at his "inner voice's" view on the subject. But wasn't it his view too because it was his inner voice so that meant it was a part of him. And if his inner voice was a part of him, then he must know deep down that he is meant to be alone, without Riku along side him.
"Riku," the younger boy stared to speak. He tipped Riku's chin up to look him directly in the eye while he spoke. He suddenly lost his nerve and gasped when he stared into the aqua green orbs filled with many emotions. His eyes were so full of pain and hurt, longing and need, sorrow and confusion, and betrayal and anguish, but also disgust that was partly directed towards him. Sora felt the prick of fresh tears in his eyes but kept telling himself not to cry in front of Riku. If anyone had to right to cry, it certainly was not him.
The brunette didn't know if he should reach out and comfort his 'best' friend, the one who was supposed to be with him forever. They were supposed to be together for eternity and look out for each other, not stabbing each other in the back. They were supposed to be having fun all day long, not feeling inner pain so strong that it could kill you. They were supposed to be able to settle everything, not destroy one another. Is this how it was going to be?
Sora decided to reach out and hug Riku to him. He could feel the silver-haired youth instantly stiffen in his arms slightly. He knew he was not going to be embraced back but he didn't care about that. He only wanted Riku to stop being so miserable. He didn't mean to cause him pain. Sora hated seeing him in pain. He was just. . . trying to make things right. The brunette ignored Riku's attempts to push him off; he just kept holding him tightly. He wanted to offer comfort to the young lad but it seemed as if he wanted to wallow in his anguish and misery.
"Riku, please," Sora breathed out. "Just listen to me for a minute. Just a moment. That's all I'm asking."
The oldest of the boys stopped his weak attempts in struggling and just sat there, not pulling away but not leaning into the embrace either. "Why should I listen to you?" the silver-haired boy whispered out harshly.
"I'm so sorry. I didn't want to hurt you. I didn't mean to. . ." Sora began. He was cut off as he was shoved to the ground on his rump from a strong push. The cinnamon-haired boy looked up to stare up in shock at his former companion, who was now standing and staring down at him in disgust. The emotion in his eyes still made the brunette gasp with surprise.
"If you were so damn sorry, you wouldn't have done what you did, now would you of?" Riku snapped. The silver-haired boy started walking towards the exit of the tree house. He stopped in mid-stride to turn around and glare as his former 'best' friend in pain. "If you didn't mean it, you wouldn't have done it in the first place Sora. Just leave me alone for good. That's all I'm asking."
With that, the silver-haired teen turned and left the brunette alone, the
way he was meant to be.
"You're awake! Finally!" Selphie exclaimed giddily. She almost launched herself into the barely conscious arms of the red-haired teen. "I'm so happy you are! I've been worried sick! Do you know you've been out of it for probably three or two hours?!" The poor red-haired girl was being shaken by the shoulders by the turtle-obsessive brunette.
"Selphie? Could you please stop shaking me? It's giving me a headache," Kairi spoke up meekly. The hyper girl instantly stopped shaking the dazed redhead and embraced her tightly around the slender waist. "Okay, Selphie. Can't breathe. Need air," Kairi said with a strained voice.
Selphie gave her a sheepish grin and pulled away to stand next to her bed that Kairi was laying on. "Are you feeling better now Kairi? You gave us quite a scare."
"Us?" Kairi questioned curiously, closing her eyes in exhaustion.
"Why Sora of course, silly! He's the one who brought you here to my house when you fainted. You're lucky he was there with you. Why did you faint anyway Kairi? Have you been skipping meals again?" Selphie spoke in an accused and worried tone. Her face was very close to Kairi's and she wanted answers.
"Selphie. . . it was nothing really. It must have been the heat that got to me," Kairi made up. The brunette knew that the redhead was lying but she left it at that and sighed. "Hey, you said Sora brought me here. Well, where is he now?"
Another sheepish grin from Selphie's part. "Umm... I told him to go outside and I would get him later. Do you think it was a good idea to let him go? I mean what he's attacked by those five-legged fish with pink and yellow swimsuits! Those things are dangerous! I hope the turtles are safe too." Kairi was already dozing off thankfully because if she had spent another few minutes talking with Selphie, her sanity would be highly at risk.
Meanwhile, back at the play Destiny Island, Riku was sitting at the Paopu island wondering about the recent events and what the hell he should do about them. It didn't seem real. He was hoping it was just a nightmare and he'd wake up in a cold sweat, but still friends with that lovable brunette of his. He silently hoped but that's all it was: hope. It wasn't reality. THIS was REALITY! His 'best' friend hadn't chosen him!
Riku unknowingly curled his hands into fist, his nails biting into the flesh of his palm where previous wound marks had been present. His fingers rubbed against some surface that felt velvety and smooth. He looked down and saw the Paopu fruit from before laying there in the tainted bloody sand as before. He frowned as it brought back the hidden emotions from before and just quadrupled the depressing feelings he felt now.
-'Face it Riku. This world doesn't want you to be happy and neither does Sora. You are the one alone and Sora will just run off to be with Kairi. Hell, he even chose her over you! That shows how worthless you are. Your own 'best' bud betrayed you. That oath you made was nothing but bullshit. Face the truth my man. Emptiness is the life you are going to be living forever. Alone and with no one to talk to or love. You don't deserve love, you worthless spineless coward!'-
The voice ringing in his head got to him. ::Maybe it's the truth. Maybe alone is my destiny. Then why be living in the first place. I have nothing to live for. I lost Sora to her. He was my life and my eternal love. My love is only wasted. I have no family or friends. Why didn't I just stay in Kingdom Hearts and rot there rather than be here and only waste away, watching my angel... no, he's not mine. I can't call him mine. He's now with Kairi and forever he will be. Nothing I do or say can stop this. Why not just end it now? I'll give it by the end of this week and if things don't look up, I'm ending it forever. I won't be a coward anymore. I'll face my destiny and if my destiny is to burn in the depths of hell, wallowing in hatred and despair, I shall embrace it without a moment's hesitation:: Riku made a silent promise to himself. He'd give life one more chance to make things right, but would it really be?
The silver-haired youth reached out for the forbidden fruit, much like Sora, and tucked it away in his pockets for safe keepings. He stood up from the beach's sand and dusted his blue jeans clean of dirt. He stared off into the horizon where the ocean seemed to go on forever, just like Sora's clear cerulean eyes that seemed so endless, he could lose himself countless of times in them. But he had to stop thinking of Sora! He was no longer a part of his life, or what was left of it! He was putting himself into fate's hands now, unafraid, and it was all up to fate to see what became of him. It was only the first day of the week anyway. It was Sunday and early Sunday of the following week would be the outcome for everything. It was unknown to everyone of what fate had in store for him and the others.
Riku turned away from 'his' island and started walking wherever his legs would carry him.
The abandoned cinnamon-haired boy lay on the floor of the handmade tree house with tracks of salt water rivers running down the surface of his warm cheeks. His face was flushed and his eyes were red-rimmed and puffy. He was hugging himself in a fetal position, thinking about what had just happened.
::I lost him for good. Why did I have to go and destroy what we had? I'm so stupid. I can't believe I did that to him! He's one of the most important things in my life, if not the most important and I treated him like that! He deserves better! Why did I have to toss him aside like he was nothing? I'm so sorry Riku! I'm so sorry. I want you to forgive me but isn't it too late to make amends with you? Isn't it already said and done? We can't go back and change everything. The truth still stands and the truth is that I led you on and them dumped you like trash! I'm so sorry Riku. Please forgive me! I need you to forgive me. Why don't I just admit it? I need--::
His thoughts were cut off and forgotten by the sound of a pair of loud voices coming through the two windows of the tree house. It sounded as if they were arguing but of course, he recognized them after a moment. It was Tidus and Wakka. ::Why'd they have to come and show themselves on the island already?::
He brought himself to his feet, wiping away the remains of his tears. Sora couldn't wipe away his bloodshot eyes or his depressed look but he was going to have to face the music sometime. He just hoped Riku wasn't out there right now. ::I need something to distract me from everything! That's what I need. Maybe blitzball can be a use for a distraction for a while. I just hope this works::
Sora took a step but pain shot up his leg, making him wince and fall to the floor of the tree house in a yelp. "Okay, this may not be that easy." It took a while hobbling out of the tree house and down the stairs, but finally after ten minutes, Sora made it down and was staring into the brown eyes of his pal, Wakka.
"Hey! What's happening man? What's up with your leg? Did you bust it, ya?" he asked clueless.
"Just a little bit. I got hurt down by the docks when I fell onto a stupid nail sticking out of the boards," Sora explained, seeing the horror on both of his friends' faces. "It's okay. I got it healed with the medical stuff in the tree house," he explained again, wincing when he spoke the word 'medical'. His friends' faces instantly showed signs of relief for their buddy. Luckily though, Wakka and Tidus weren't smart enough to piece together a question concerning, if he got hurt down by the docks, how'd he make it up to the tree house with no trouble. He was fortunate enough for that.
"So I guess that means we won't be dueling you or playing blitzball any time soon, huh?" Tidus asked.
"Seems that way," Sora replied.
"SORA!!" yelled a voice farther away. The brunette turned around and was surprised to see two emerald eyes gleaming into his own cerulean orbs. He jumped back and was staring into the face of the hyper bouncy girl herself, Selphie. She started laughing at Sora's surprised expression. "Sorry about that! Just wanted to tell you something."
"It's okay Selph, now what were you going to tell me?" asked Sora. He received a sheepish grin.
"I have no idea," replied the turtle-obsessed girl. This caused the cinnamon-haired boy to face falter. "Don't worry though. I'll remember in a minute! Hey! What happened to your leg? It was fine when I saw you earlier. Can I see it? Maybe I can cure it with a potion or something. I know kisses can cure it so go find... that's it!! I remember now! Kairi! That's what I meant to tell you. Something about Kairi!" Sora immediately turned his attention to her again.
"What? What about Kairi? Is she alright? Is she okay? What happened?"
"Sora! Hold it for a moment! All I remember is something about Kairi at my house. Go see her while I stay here and take your spot for the blitzball game." When she said that, the two blitzball champs stared at Selphie in horror. She didn't know anything about the game. They looked like they were going to protest but didn't have time as Sora rushed off, hobbling in the direction of the docks. He was going to get to Kairi. Maybe she was awake and waiting for him to come to her. Question was what else was waiting for him there.
{----{End of Chapter}----} TBC
Chapter seven will be having three parts to it. It's going to be BIG! HUGE! GIGANTIC! And possibly very long, full of angst and possibly stolen kisses. STAY TUNED!
Disclaimer: I do NOT own Kingdom Heart characters or Squaresoft or Disney.
::thoughts:: -'inner voice'- ENJOY!
Chapter Six: Decisions, Decisions
"Riku," the brunette boy breathed out. His arms were wound around Riku's neck. He was afraid of coming to a decision and he was also confused on what decision to make. Whatever Sora decided to do would be drastic and turn out the wrong way. If he chose to kiss Riku and be with him, what would the whole island think about the whole scenario? What would Kairi do when she found out? Wouldn't it break her heart to know her two best boy friends were carrying on in a romantic relationship without her consent and/or knowledge?
But if he chose not to kiss Riku and chose not to be with him, he would break his silver-haired buddy's heart and Sora didn't want to cause Riku anymore pain than he already had to lug around inside of him. Which ever decision was made, Sora couldn't win this one. Someone was going to get hurt and he couldn't do anything but be the bearer of bad news. Just his luck. Why him?
The cinnamon-haired boy buried his face in the crook of Riku's neck and just held onto him tightly, needing support and guidance to make a reasonable decision, something he thought wasn't an option at the moment. He needed help and he needed it quickly before he did something he would regret later. But there was no turning back from where he was now. Sora was in Riku's arms, wanting love and comfort, confused and frightened, without a clue what to do about his decision but he knew he had to make one. That is now and his decision must be final.
The azure eyed boy felt two arms circle around his waist to bring him closer, if that was possible. Sora still had his legs wrapped around the other boy and was clinging onto him desperately, not wanting to ever let go but he still knew, in the back of his mind, he was going to have to.
"Sora," Riku spoke, breaking the pregnant silence that filled the air moments ago. He pulled back, his silver hair grazing across Sora's cheek, and stared into his cerulean eyes. They reminded him of the ocean, but this time instead of the calm and serene waves, there was a raging storm of inner conflict and confusion. Riku frowned as he looked into Sora's eyes. He was worried about his angel. ::Maybe it was too soon to tell him I wanted him more than just a friend. I was rushing it too fast. I mean, I only kissed him a few times. He's not ready for a commitment quite yet. Then again, I have been his friend since we were very little. But that's just it. I was only his friend and I was nothing else to him::
Riku was about to open his trap and abject to a few certain issues that came to mind (namely about him and Sora ever continuing this romance fantasy) but that was before he felt Sora's warm mouth pressed against his own. The silver-haired teen was overjoyed. Sora had picked him and they were going to be together for all eternity! He was alright with everything that happened. Sora didn't want Kairi after all. It was only him that Sora wanted, only him! Riku removed his hands from around Sora's waist and buried them into the fluffiness of his cinnamon locks of hair. It took a few moments for Riku to realize this but. . . Sora wasn't kissing him back.
This wasn't a kiss out of passion or love. It wasn't a kiss of fondness and affection. It wasn't a kiss out of longing or need. It was a kiss filled with sorrow, apology, and sympathy. It wasn't by any means a symbol of Sora's pure and total devoted love. It wasn't a kiss to express feelings without unnecessary words. It was only a kiss to supply a last and final farewell to the romantic fantasy that would remain only that: a fantasy, not in any way related to reality.
Riku pulled back from Sora and looked down to stare into his cerulean eyes filled with a range of different emotions all generating the same message: I'm sorry. Riku felt suddenly cold and he felt disgusted, not only at himself, but also for the cinnamon-haired boy he had in his arms. He felt exposed and used like an old rag doll tossed aside after a satisfied play session. He didn't want to be near the Keyblade master at the moment and obviously since Sora's decision was already made, the other boy didn't want to be close to him either.
The younger of the boys felt limp arms fall from around him body; he was no longer contained and captured in their surprising gentleness and warmth. His legs were still wrapped around Riku's waist, clinging to him, and his arms were still wound around his slender neck. He felt a chill run up his spine as he stared into the unrevealing and concealing aqua green orbs of his 'best' friend. Something didn't feel right and he felt almost regrettable as he stared into the silver-haired teen's eyes, not registering the intensity of his ultimate decision.
The silver-haired boy broke the connection with their eyes, lowering his head down to his chest. Sora felt something take hold of his heart tightly when he heard an almost inaudible sigh escape his companion's lips in defeat. He couldn't bare the thought of his 'best' friend in such a crisis, and what was worse; Sora had put him in the situation he was now facing.
-'You don't deserve him. He deserves so much better than you and you know it. Face the truth sooner or later because he's not going to be your 'BEST' friend anymore. He's going to realize you're not worth anything and leave you. You deserve to be left alone. Look at Riku. He doesn't deserve to be like this. You do'-
Sora didn't even protest once at his "inner voice's" view on the subject. But wasn't it his view too because it was his inner voice so that meant it was a part of him. And if his inner voice was a part of him, then he must know deep down that he is meant to be alone, without Riku along side him.
"Riku," the younger boy stared to speak. He tipped Riku's chin up to look him directly in the eye while he spoke. He suddenly lost his nerve and gasped when he stared into the aqua green orbs filled with many emotions. His eyes were so full of pain and hurt, longing and need, sorrow and confusion, and betrayal and anguish, but also disgust that was partly directed towards him. Sora felt the prick of fresh tears in his eyes but kept telling himself not to cry in front of Riku. If anyone had to right to cry, it certainly was not him.
The brunette didn't know if he should reach out and comfort his 'best' friend, the one who was supposed to be with him forever. They were supposed to be together for eternity and look out for each other, not stabbing each other in the back. They were supposed to be having fun all day long, not feeling inner pain so strong that it could kill you. They were supposed to be able to settle everything, not destroy one another. Is this how it was going to be?
Sora decided to reach out and hug Riku to him. He could feel the silver-haired youth instantly stiffen in his arms slightly. He knew he was not going to be embraced back but he didn't care about that. He only wanted Riku to stop being so miserable. He didn't mean to cause him pain. Sora hated seeing him in pain. He was just. . . trying to make things right. The brunette ignored Riku's attempts to push him off; he just kept holding him tightly. He wanted to offer comfort to the young lad but it seemed as if he wanted to wallow in his anguish and misery.
"Riku, please," Sora breathed out. "Just listen to me for a minute. Just a moment. That's all I'm asking."
The oldest of the boys stopped his weak attempts in struggling and just sat there, not pulling away but not leaning into the embrace either. "Why should I listen to you?" the silver-haired boy whispered out harshly.
"I'm so sorry. I didn't want to hurt you. I didn't mean to. . ." Sora began. He was cut off as he was shoved to the ground on his rump from a strong push. The cinnamon-haired boy looked up to stare up in shock at his former companion, who was now standing and staring down at him in disgust. The emotion in his eyes still made the brunette gasp with surprise.
"If you were so damn sorry, you wouldn't have done what you did, now would you of?" Riku snapped. The silver-haired boy started walking towards the exit of the tree house. He stopped in mid-stride to turn around and glare as his former 'best' friend in pain. "If you didn't mean it, you wouldn't have done it in the first place Sora. Just leave me alone for good. That's all I'm asking."
With that, the silver-haired teen turned and left the brunette alone, the
way he was meant to be.
"You're awake! Finally!" Selphie exclaimed giddily. She almost launched herself into the barely conscious arms of the red-haired teen. "I'm so happy you are! I've been worried sick! Do you know you've been out of it for probably three or two hours?!" The poor red-haired girl was being shaken by the shoulders by the turtle-obsessive brunette.
"Selphie? Could you please stop shaking me? It's giving me a headache," Kairi spoke up meekly. The hyper girl instantly stopped shaking the dazed redhead and embraced her tightly around the slender waist. "Okay, Selphie. Can't breathe. Need air," Kairi said with a strained voice.
Selphie gave her a sheepish grin and pulled away to stand next to her bed that Kairi was laying on. "Are you feeling better now Kairi? You gave us quite a scare."
"Us?" Kairi questioned curiously, closing her eyes in exhaustion.
"Why Sora of course, silly! He's the one who brought you here to my house when you fainted. You're lucky he was there with you. Why did you faint anyway Kairi? Have you been skipping meals again?" Selphie spoke in an accused and worried tone. Her face was very close to Kairi's and she wanted answers.
"Selphie. . . it was nothing really. It must have been the heat that got to me," Kairi made up. The brunette knew that the redhead was lying but she left it at that and sighed. "Hey, you said Sora brought me here. Well, where is he now?"
Another sheepish grin from Selphie's part. "Umm... I told him to go outside and I would get him later. Do you think it was a good idea to let him go? I mean what he's attacked by those five-legged fish with pink and yellow swimsuits! Those things are dangerous! I hope the turtles are safe too." Kairi was already dozing off thankfully because if she had spent another few minutes talking with Selphie, her sanity would be highly at risk.
Meanwhile, back at the play Destiny Island, Riku was sitting at the Paopu island wondering about the recent events and what the hell he should do about them. It didn't seem real. He was hoping it was just a nightmare and he'd wake up in a cold sweat, but still friends with that lovable brunette of his. He silently hoped but that's all it was: hope. It wasn't reality. THIS was REALITY! His 'best' friend hadn't chosen him!
Riku unknowingly curled his hands into fist, his nails biting into the flesh of his palm where previous wound marks had been present. His fingers rubbed against some surface that felt velvety and smooth. He looked down and saw the Paopu fruit from before laying there in the tainted bloody sand as before. He frowned as it brought back the hidden emotions from before and just quadrupled the depressing feelings he felt now.
-'Face it Riku. This world doesn't want you to be happy and neither does Sora. You are the one alone and Sora will just run off to be with Kairi. Hell, he even chose her over you! That shows how worthless you are. Your own 'best' bud betrayed you. That oath you made was nothing but bullshit. Face the truth my man. Emptiness is the life you are going to be living forever. Alone and with no one to talk to or love. You don't deserve love, you worthless spineless coward!'-
The voice ringing in his head got to him. ::Maybe it's the truth. Maybe alone is my destiny. Then why be living in the first place. I have nothing to live for. I lost Sora to her. He was my life and my eternal love. My love is only wasted. I have no family or friends. Why didn't I just stay in Kingdom Hearts and rot there rather than be here and only waste away, watching my angel... no, he's not mine. I can't call him mine. He's now with Kairi and forever he will be. Nothing I do or say can stop this. Why not just end it now? I'll give it by the end of this week and if things don't look up, I'm ending it forever. I won't be a coward anymore. I'll face my destiny and if my destiny is to burn in the depths of hell, wallowing in hatred and despair, I shall embrace it without a moment's hesitation:: Riku made a silent promise to himself. He'd give life one more chance to make things right, but would it really be?
The silver-haired youth reached out for the forbidden fruit, much like Sora, and tucked it away in his pockets for safe keepings. He stood up from the beach's sand and dusted his blue jeans clean of dirt. He stared off into the horizon where the ocean seemed to go on forever, just like Sora's clear cerulean eyes that seemed so endless, he could lose himself countless of times in them. But he had to stop thinking of Sora! He was no longer a part of his life, or what was left of it! He was putting himself into fate's hands now, unafraid, and it was all up to fate to see what became of him. It was only the first day of the week anyway. It was Sunday and early Sunday of the following week would be the outcome for everything. It was unknown to everyone of what fate had in store for him and the others.
Riku turned away from 'his' island and started walking wherever his legs would carry him.
The abandoned cinnamon-haired boy lay on the floor of the handmade tree house with tracks of salt water rivers running down the surface of his warm cheeks. His face was flushed and his eyes were red-rimmed and puffy. He was hugging himself in a fetal position, thinking about what had just happened.
::I lost him for good. Why did I have to go and destroy what we had? I'm so stupid. I can't believe I did that to him! He's one of the most important things in my life, if not the most important and I treated him like that! He deserves better! Why did I have to toss him aside like he was nothing? I'm so sorry Riku! I'm so sorry. I want you to forgive me but isn't it too late to make amends with you? Isn't it already said and done? We can't go back and change everything. The truth still stands and the truth is that I led you on and them dumped you like trash! I'm so sorry Riku. Please forgive me! I need you to forgive me. Why don't I just admit it? I need--::
His thoughts were cut off and forgotten by the sound of a pair of loud voices coming through the two windows of the tree house. It sounded as if they were arguing but of course, he recognized them after a moment. It was Tidus and Wakka. ::Why'd they have to come and show themselves on the island already?::
He brought himself to his feet, wiping away the remains of his tears. Sora couldn't wipe away his bloodshot eyes or his depressed look but he was going to have to face the music sometime. He just hoped Riku wasn't out there right now. ::I need something to distract me from everything! That's what I need. Maybe blitzball can be a use for a distraction for a while. I just hope this works::
Sora took a step but pain shot up his leg, making him wince and fall to the floor of the tree house in a yelp. "Okay, this may not be that easy." It took a while hobbling out of the tree house and down the stairs, but finally after ten minutes, Sora made it down and was staring into the brown eyes of his pal, Wakka.
"Hey! What's happening man? What's up with your leg? Did you bust it, ya?" he asked clueless.
"Just a little bit. I got hurt down by the docks when I fell onto a stupid nail sticking out of the boards," Sora explained, seeing the horror on both of his friends' faces. "It's okay. I got it healed with the medical stuff in the tree house," he explained again, wincing when he spoke the word 'medical'. His friends' faces instantly showed signs of relief for their buddy. Luckily though, Wakka and Tidus weren't smart enough to piece together a question concerning, if he got hurt down by the docks, how'd he make it up to the tree house with no trouble. He was fortunate enough for that.
"So I guess that means we won't be dueling you or playing blitzball any time soon, huh?" Tidus asked.
"Seems that way," Sora replied.
"SORA!!" yelled a voice farther away. The brunette turned around and was surprised to see two emerald eyes gleaming into his own cerulean orbs. He jumped back and was staring into the face of the hyper bouncy girl herself, Selphie. She started laughing at Sora's surprised expression. "Sorry about that! Just wanted to tell you something."
"It's okay Selph, now what were you going to tell me?" asked Sora. He received a sheepish grin.
"I have no idea," replied the turtle-obsessed girl. This caused the cinnamon-haired boy to face falter. "Don't worry though. I'll remember in a minute! Hey! What happened to your leg? It was fine when I saw you earlier. Can I see it? Maybe I can cure it with a potion or something. I know kisses can cure it so go find... that's it!! I remember now! Kairi! That's what I meant to tell you. Something about Kairi!" Sora immediately turned his attention to her again.
"What? What about Kairi? Is she alright? Is she okay? What happened?"
"Sora! Hold it for a moment! All I remember is something about Kairi at my house. Go see her while I stay here and take your spot for the blitzball game." When she said that, the two blitzball champs stared at Selphie in horror. She didn't know anything about the game. They looked like they were going to protest but didn't have time as Sora rushed off, hobbling in the direction of the docks. He was going to get to Kairi. Maybe she was awake and waiting for him to come to her. Question was what else was waiting for him there.
{----{End of Chapter}----} TBC
Chapter seven will be having three parts to it. It's going to be BIG! HUGE! GIGANTIC! And possibly very long, full of angst and possibly stolen kisses. STAY TUNED!