Just a fair warning, there is singing in this fic.

(Disclaimer: I own none of the Pitch Black or the COR characters. I wouldn't mind owning Riddick though.)

"Karee." Riddick hollered for me.

"Yeah?" I replied walking in the door to my room. He sat up in the bed looking at me with a smile.

"You're all grown up." His face went blank from the smile he wore. I sat down on the bed next to him and put my hand on his pale face.

"I missed you." I held back the tears, I promised myself after that day I wouldn't cry for him... or about him. "You should get more rest." I stood up and walked out of the room pressing the red button behind me. I went to the closet by the front door where I kept my guitar I bought myself as a birthday gift. I put the strap over my shoulder and fiddled with the tooth around my neck. I pulled a pick out of the pocket of my jeans and started playing and singing.

"Never made it as a wise man
I couldn't cut it as a poor man stealing
Tired of living like a blind man
I'm sick of sight without a sense of feeling
And this is how you remind me
This is how you remind me
Of what I really am
This is how you remind me
Of what I really am

It's not like you to say sorry
I was waiting on a different story
This time I'm mistaken
for handing you a heart worth breaking
and I've been wrong, I've been down,
to the bottom of every bottle
these five words in my head
scream "are we having fun yet?"

yet, yet, yet, no, no
yet, yet, yet, no, no

it's not like you didn't know that
I said I love you and I swear I still do
And it must have been so bad
Cause living with me must have damn near killed you

And this is how, you remind me
Of what I really am
This is how, you remind me
Of what I really am

It's not like you to say sorry
I was waiting on a different story
This time I'm mistaken
for handing you a heart worth breaking
and I've been wrong, I've been down,
to the bottom of every bottle
these five words in my head
scream "are we having fun yet?"

yet, yet, yet, no, no
yet, yet, yet, no, no
yet, yet, yet, no, no
yet, yet, yet, no, no

Never made it as a wise man
I couldn't cut it as a poor man stealing
And this is how you remind me
This is how you remind me
This is how you remind me
Of what I really am
This is how you remind me
Of what I really am

It's not like you to say sorry
I was waiting on a different story
This time I'm mistaken
for handing you a heart worth breaking
and I've been wrong, I've been down,
to the bottom of every bottle
these five words in my head
scream "are we having fun yet?"
Yet, yet
are we having fun yet

Are we having fun yet?

Are we having fun yet?" The tears fell as I finished the song. I fell back on the couch and let it all out while rubbing the tooth around my neck, but quietly so Riddick didn't hear. I set my guitar against the couch and walked over and lent on the counter over the sing in the kitchen. I ran the water and splashed some on my face to wash away the tears shed for the murderer in the next room. I dried my face off with my shirt and headed for the bedroom. I walked in the room and sat next to Riddick who was just sitting there staring at the door.

"I like your song." I stopped in my tracks. And looked at the floor.

"Thanks."

"Why don't you play it for me?" I went and grabbed my amp and guitar, and set it in front of him.

"What song do you want me to sing?" I stood ready.

"The song you just sang." I started playing the slow beginning then started singing.

"Never made it as a wise man
I couldn't cut it as a poor man stealing
Tired of living like a blind man
I'm sick of sight without a sense of feeling
And this is how you remind me
This is how you remind me
Of what I really am
This is how you remind me
Of what I really am

It's not like you to say sorry
I was waiting on a different story
This time I'm mistaken
for handing you a heart worth breaking
and I've been wrong, I've been down,
to the bottom of every bottle
these five words in my head
scream "are we having fun yet?"

yet, yet, yet, no, no
yet, yet, yet, no, no

it's not like you didn't know that
I said I love you and I swear I still do
And it must have been so bad
Cause living with me must have damn near killed you

And this is how, you remind me
Of what I really am
This is how, you remind me
Of what I really am

It's not like you to say sorry
I was waiting on a different story
This time I'm mistaken
for handing you a heart worth breaking
and I've been wrong, I've been down,
to the bottom of every bottle
these five words in my head
scream "are we having fun yet?"

yet, yet, yet, no, no
yet, yet, yet, no, no
yet, yet, yet, no, no
yet, yet, yet, no, no

Never made it as a wise man
I couldn't cut it as a poor man stealing
And this is how you remind me
This is how you remind me
This is how you remind me
Of what I really am
This is how you remind me
Of what I really am

It's not like you to say sorry
I was waiting on a different story
This time I'm mistaken
for handing you a heart worth breaking
and I've been wrong, I've been down,
to the bottom of every bottle
these five words in my head
scream "are we having fun yet?"
Yet, yet
are we having fun yet

Are we having fun yet?

Are we having fun yet?" I finished the song and he didn't do or say anything. "Did you like it?"

"Yeah. I did."

"Well?"

"I'm sorry." His eyes suddenly got darker. I dropped the guitar and embraced him and held on with everything I had.

"Why did you leave me?" I couldn't hold back my tears from him any longer, they fell like waterfalls.

"You reminded me of your mother, and I had to get away from the fact that I lost her a second time." He wrapped his arms around me and laid his head on mine. As my head resided on his chest.

AN: I thought it needed to end in a happy moment. I added a little singing in this fic. Hope you like it. Plz R&R