A/N: Oh my god it's a new chapter! Sorry for the slow update I sort of got
grounded because my grades sucked. I don't really see what's bad with a C.
My new song isn't in this chapter which kind of disappointed me so I'm
going to try to work into the next one.
RASHIDI AHMAD – December 25, 2003
This chapter is dedicated to you because your family, lover, and friends miss you. Rest in peace I hope you made to heaven. If anyone knows who murdered him please inform me or call Sacramento County Sheriff's homicide Detectives Will Bayles or Grant (916) 874-8480 from 8 a.m. to 5 p.m. After hours call (916) 874-5115.
Punkish Issues
Not Well... (chp. 6)
Riku dashed up the stairs almost tripping on the way up. Sora stared at Riku leaning against the frame of the door to the basement. He grinned at Sora hesitantly half way.
"Let's go up to my room alright?" Riku suggested quickly.
"Sure." Sora smiled his trademark smile
"Ok...follow me." He called over his shoulder as he proceeded up the steps.
Sora followed up right behind him. He was staring at his surroundings as he climbed the steps. Riku's family really was rich but he didn't seem like a snob. He doesn't even seem to show evidence that he was born into a rich family at all. What bugged Sora was why is that Riku's family is so rich but they don't have an elevator to get up to the top level.
"Riku, how many steps until we reach the 3rd level of your house?" Sora whined because his feet were tired already from climbing up the twirling staircases.
"Why is little Sora's feet hurting?" Riku snickered while continuing jogging up the steps.
"No..." He pouted while following Riku still glaring at the back of him.
"If you are pouting right now you know you probably look little kid." Riku teased without bothering to look back at Sora whose glare would have killed him if they could.
Riku stopped at the top of the steps and waited for Sora to follow up. He watched him trudged up the last few steps before sitting down at the top. Sora started to rub his feet and sighed. Riku laughed silently as he watched him massage his feet.
"Come on if your feet hurts lets go to bed. You'll need the energy to get back down to go home. "Riku called over his shoulder proceeding to his room.
"Alright..." Sora groaned following him once again.
Riku twisted the golden knob of the door and swung it open. He flicked the lights on and pounced on top of his king sized bed. Sora stood there engulfing the new change of scenery. The walls were painted black with posters of Linkin Park, Marilyn Manson, and etc. adorning the walls. Black bed sheets, lighting of the room was dull, black dresser, desk painted black, everything was black. Sora stared at Riku's outfit which consisted of mostly black. Well at least now I know what his favorite color is now.
"Hey Sora, why did you forgive me so easily?" Riku asked out of the blue while staring at the ceiling.
"Oh I don't complete you forgive you but you still are my friend." Sora replied plopping on the bed.
"Oh...." Riku mumbled into the big black velvet pillow on his bed.
Sora pulled up the covers and climbed in the bed in safe amount of distance so that he wasn't up close to Riku. He turned around and stared at Riku who still had his face buried in the pillow.
"Goodnight Riku." Sora sighed and went to sleep.
The sun leaked through the blinds a bit. The black curtains probably attracted a lot of sun any ways. Sora opened one eye lazily looking around his surroundings. It finally came to him that this wasn't his room because it was totally black. He sat up only to be drug down by some unknown force.
"What the hell..." Sora grumbled under his breath.
He reached down under the covers and felt something soft wrapped around him. Sora laid there blinking and then it hit him. He turned around and came face to face with a sleeping Riku. Apparently his arms were the unknown force that dragged him. Sora squirmed trying to get free.
"No...few more minutes." Riku muttered in his sleep pulling Sora closer to him.
"Riku wake your lazy ass up!" Sora yelled at him while hitting him on the head.
Riku opened his eyes and glared at Sora. Sora just glared right back at him though it wasn't as threatening as Riku's was. Riku sat up on his bed, stretching trying to remember why the blue eyed boy was at his house and what day it was. He trudged to his closet and digging through his clothes.
"You can use my shower I'll use the one down the hall." Riku yawned tossing Sora some clothes to borrow for the day.
"Um...ok." Sora smiled as he caught the clothes.
"Oh yea the guest towels are in bathroom so don't worry." Riku informed him pulling out his outfit and grabbing what appeared to be a bunch of accessories.
Riku swung open the door and disappeared down the sunlit hall way. Sora shrugged and went into the bathroom which was sort of big to be an average bathroom. He twisted the knob waiting for the water to warm up and stripped off his clothing. Not paying attention while he was washing himself because it was an automatic thing imprinted into his mind he knew how to do. "Hmm...where were the towels a again." Sora wondered out loud to himself.
He being to search in the various cupboards, noticing there was a lot of shampoos and make up in there. Sora tugged the creamy white towel from underneath the shampoos causing everything to tumble out. He quickly picked up everything and put them back in. He stopped organizing the shampoo when he noticed something glinting in the back of the cupboard. Reaching and grasping it he withdrew out what appeared to be a razor sharp knife.
"What the hell..." Sora gasped watching the deadly object glisten in the artificial light.
"Is everything ok in there Sora?" Riku shouted from the other side of the door.
"Um...yes!" Sora yelled back quickly pulling on the black jeans Riku lent him.
He pulled the red shirt over his head swiftly as he could. He wrapped the knife's blade with a small rag and shoved it into his pocket. Sora unlocked the door and put on his happy-go-lucky-smile on to greet Riku.
"Are you ready to go to school now?" Riku asked checking out how the tight pant showed how petite Sora was, almost like a girl.
"Yup ready as I'll ever be." Sora sighed slinging his backpack over his back and heading out of the door.
Sora could hear Riku's chains clinking against each other as he followed after him down the steps. He dreaded these stairs and the twisting swerving ways. Sora groaned as he realized he was barely to the midway point of them. Riku only snickered at Sora's childish behavior about the stairs.
"Finally end of the horrible stairs!" Sora sang out loud happily.
"You overreact too much." Riku laughed as he opened the door waiting for Sora to come out so he could lock it up.
Sora bolted out of the door outside into the fresh morning breeze. There was always a small breeze in the morning even though it became hot later on in the afternoon. Riku kept eyeing Sora pocket noticing something sticking out of his pocket slightly. Plus the pants weren't baggy so they couldn't conceal what he was hiding.
"Hey what's that sticking out of your pocket?" Riku inquired suspiciously eyeing the object.
"Oh you mean this...it's umm..." Sora stammered waving the ragged covered object.
The ragged slipped off revealing the well polished blade. Sora sweat dropped as the ragged dropped onto the floor. He smiled and started to back away slowly hoping Riku wouldn't notice. Riku's eyes went narrow and he could faintly hear him growling at him.
"Is that my knife you bastard?" Riku growled inching closer to Sora.
"Um...I got to go bye!" Sora yipped and ran off towards school with Riku chasing after him.
"You stupid son of a bitch! Give me my fucking knife back!" Riku yelled dashing with mad speed after him.
Sora quickly whipped around the corner running until he noticed he trapped himself in an alley. He turned around when he heard Riku's mad panting and his foot steps. He was glaring at him like a possessed demon. He bended over and lifted up his pant leg pulling out what appeared to be a pocket knife. Sora stared at Riku with his stunning blue eyes wide in fear.
"You are going to die bastard. No one gave you permission to poke your nose in my crap or steal anything."
A/N: I know, I know, what the hell am I thinking? Lets just say my story so my plot. Just so you aren't confused in my story Riku is mentally ill sort of and isn't mentally stable either. He has some issues and Sora is there to take the blows of the maniac.
RASHIDI AHMAD – December 25, 2003
This chapter is dedicated to you because your family, lover, and friends miss you. Rest in peace I hope you made to heaven. If anyone knows who murdered him please inform me or call Sacramento County Sheriff's homicide Detectives Will Bayles or Grant (916) 874-8480 from 8 a.m. to 5 p.m. After hours call (916) 874-5115.
Punkish Issues
Not Well... (chp. 6)
Riku dashed up the stairs almost tripping on the way up. Sora stared at Riku leaning against the frame of the door to the basement. He grinned at Sora hesitantly half way.
"Let's go up to my room alright?" Riku suggested quickly.
"Sure." Sora smiled his trademark smile
"Ok...follow me." He called over his shoulder as he proceeded up the steps.
Sora followed up right behind him. He was staring at his surroundings as he climbed the steps. Riku's family really was rich but he didn't seem like a snob. He doesn't even seem to show evidence that he was born into a rich family at all. What bugged Sora was why is that Riku's family is so rich but they don't have an elevator to get up to the top level.
"Riku, how many steps until we reach the 3rd level of your house?" Sora whined because his feet were tired already from climbing up the twirling staircases.
"Why is little Sora's feet hurting?" Riku snickered while continuing jogging up the steps.
"No..." He pouted while following Riku still glaring at the back of him.
"If you are pouting right now you know you probably look little kid." Riku teased without bothering to look back at Sora whose glare would have killed him if they could.
Riku stopped at the top of the steps and waited for Sora to follow up. He watched him trudged up the last few steps before sitting down at the top. Sora started to rub his feet and sighed. Riku laughed silently as he watched him massage his feet.
"Come on if your feet hurts lets go to bed. You'll need the energy to get back down to go home. "Riku called over his shoulder proceeding to his room.
"Alright..." Sora groaned following him once again.
Riku twisted the golden knob of the door and swung it open. He flicked the lights on and pounced on top of his king sized bed. Sora stood there engulfing the new change of scenery. The walls were painted black with posters of Linkin Park, Marilyn Manson, and etc. adorning the walls. Black bed sheets, lighting of the room was dull, black dresser, desk painted black, everything was black. Sora stared at Riku's outfit which consisted of mostly black. Well at least now I know what his favorite color is now.
"Hey Sora, why did you forgive me so easily?" Riku asked out of the blue while staring at the ceiling.
"Oh I don't complete you forgive you but you still are my friend." Sora replied plopping on the bed.
"Oh...." Riku mumbled into the big black velvet pillow on his bed.
Sora pulled up the covers and climbed in the bed in safe amount of distance so that he wasn't up close to Riku. He turned around and stared at Riku who still had his face buried in the pillow.
"Goodnight Riku." Sora sighed and went to sleep.
The sun leaked through the blinds a bit. The black curtains probably attracted a lot of sun any ways. Sora opened one eye lazily looking around his surroundings. It finally came to him that this wasn't his room because it was totally black. He sat up only to be drug down by some unknown force.
"What the hell..." Sora grumbled under his breath.
He reached down under the covers and felt something soft wrapped around him. Sora laid there blinking and then it hit him. He turned around and came face to face with a sleeping Riku. Apparently his arms were the unknown force that dragged him. Sora squirmed trying to get free.
"No...few more minutes." Riku muttered in his sleep pulling Sora closer to him.
"Riku wake your lazy ass up!" Sora yelled at him while hitting him on the head.
Riku opened his eyes and glared at Sora. Sora just glared right back at him though it wasn't as threatening as Riku's was. Riku sat up on his bed, stretching trying to remember why the blue eyed boy was at his house and what day it was. He trudged to his closet and digging through his clothes.
"You can use my shower I'll use the one down the hall." Riku yawned tossing Sora some clothes to borrow for the day.
"Um...ok." Sora smiled as he caught the clothes.
"Oh yea the guest towels are in bathroom so don't worry." Riku informed him pulling out his outfit and grabbing what appeared to be a bunch of accessories.
Riku swung open the door and disappeared down the sunlit hall way. Sora shrugged and went into the bathroom which was sort of big to be an average bathroom. He twisted the knob waiting for the water to warm up and stripped off his clothing. Not paying attention while he was washing himself because it was an automatic thing imprinted into his mind he knew how to do. "Hmm...where were the towels a again." Sora wondered out loud to himself.
He being to search in the various cupboards, noticing there was a lot of shampoos and make up in there. Sora tugged the creamy white towel from underneath the shampoos causing everything to tumble out. He quickly picked up everything and put them back in. He stopped organizing the shampoo when he noticed something glinting in the back of the cupboard. Reaching and grasping it he withdrew out what appeared to be a razor sharp knife.
"What the hell..." Sora gasped watching the deadly object glisten in the artificial light.
"Is everything ok in there Sora?" Riku shouted from the other side of the door.
"Um...yes!" Sora yelled back quickly pulling on the black jeans Riku lent him.
He pulled the red shirt over his head swiftly as he could. He wrapped the knife's blade with a small rag and shoved it into his pocket. Sora unlocked the door and put on his happy-go-lucky-smile on to greet Riku.
"Are you ready to go to school now?" Riku asked checking out how the tight pant showed how petite Sora was, almost like a girl.
"Yup ready as I'll ever be." Sora sighed slinging his backpack over his back and heading out of the door.
Sora could hear Riku's chains clinking against each other as he followed after him down the steps. He dreaded these stairs and the twisting swerving ways. Sora groaned as he realized he was barely to the midway point of them. Riku only snickered at Sora's childish behavior about the stairs.
"Finally end of the horrible stairs!" Sora sang out loud happily.
"You overreact too much." Riku laughed as he opened the door waiting for Sora to come out so he could lock it up.
Sora bolted out of the door outside into the fresh morning breeze. There was always a small breeze in the morning even though it became hot later on in the afternoon. Riku kept eyeing Sora pocket noticing something sticking out of his pocket slightly. Plus the pants weren't baggy so they couldn't conceal what he was hiding.
"Hey what's that sticking out of your pocket?" Riku inquired suspiciously eyeing the object.
"Oh you mean this...it's umm..." Sora stammered waving the ragged covered object.
The ragged slipped off revealing the well polished blade. Sora sweat dropped as the ragged dropped onto the floor. He smiled and started to back away slowly hoping Riku wouldn't notice. Riku's eyes went narrow and he could faintly hear him growling at him.
"Is that my knife you bastard?" Riku growled inching closer to Sora.
"Um...I got to go bye!" Sora yipped and ran off towards school with Riku chasing after him.
"You stupid son of a bitch! Give me my fucking knife back!" Riku yelled dashing with mad speed after him.
Sora quickly whipped around the corner running until he noticed he trapped himself in an alley. He turned around when he heard Riku's mad panting and his foot steps. He was glaring at him like a possessed demon. He bended over and lifted up his pant leg pulling out what appeared to be a pocket knife. Sora stared at Riku with his stunning blue eyes wide in fear.
"You are going to die bastard. No one gave you permission to poke your nose in my crap or steal anything."
A/N: I know, I know, what the hell am I thinking? Lets just say my story so my plot. Just so you aren't confused in my story Riku is mentally ill sort of and isn't mentally stable either. He has some issues and Sora is there to take the blows of the maniac.