A/N:
Yes, I've decided to add more. /Bows. / Sorry, Mrs. Riku, but I couldn't resist. But as I said before: This character isn't me, so just imagine you're her and be happy. Oh, and this time it's going to be from Riku's side of the story, but not his point of view.

Disclaimer:
I don't own it.

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Chapter Two

Riku crept into her bedroom quietly. She'd fallen into the Destiny Islands a month ago, and since then she'd been comatose. He'd come to check on her every night while everyone else was asleep. She was different, beautiful. He couldn't put it into words. He knew he liked her, perhaps more, and he didn't even know her beyond her physical traits.

She had an average-sized body. She wore a pale green, spaghetti-sleeved shirt and denim, punk-rocker school-girl skirt. Her hair was a glossy, light brown, high-lighted ivy-green, and was straight with curved tips, which reached mid-back. But Riku imagined that her eyes must've been beautiful.

He'd been having these dreams lately, and in these dreams he'd always stare into her eyes, drowning into the flowing, forest-green orbs. They were magnificent, a marvel on their own.

After the dream, he'd always wake up and then visit her room. She'd become an obsession, filling his thoughts, constantly in the back of his mind. The dream, it confused him. These thoughts, what were they? They couldn't be real; he didn't know this girl. What was she to him, but a mere face in a crowd, a blurred fantasy, or perhaps even no more than a trick of the mind?

Everyone had already given up any interest in her. Why was he still sucked into this odd, senseless questioning? Why was he succumbing to this obsession? Was there nor freedom unless she were to awake? When had he become linked to this unfathomable chain? Surely, if she died in her coma he'd be filled with question of 'What if?', but what if she neither died nor awoke? Would he forever question until his death? What was the point?

Riku fell into deep thought while looming over her, and soon his thoughts formed into a dream, the dream he'd had every night the last month.

It was a little before sunrise, early dawn. His eyes darted around. What was he doing outside at the shore? He should've been inside staring down at her, like he always did. Yes, he was drifting from reality. 'I'm not really out here, I'm beside her-."

Her! His eyes stopped their scanning and froze upon a single figure sitting upon the bent Paopu tree. His heart skipped a beat, shock overcoming him. He lost reality again as he made his way to her. 'This feeling's too real, it can't be a dream.'

Within moments he stood beside her, panting. A faint giggle slipped out of her crème lips. Her voice was wonderful. As he raised his gaze to her eyes, he froze again. They were that consuming, forest-green like he'd thought. She let out another light giggle, but not a single word crept out of her lips. With that he snapped out of his daze, a faint blush on his face. She quickly snatched a Paopu fruit and took a bite out of it, tossing the rest to him. Her lips moved, but he couldn't hear a word. She seemed to say, "Try it."

So without remembering the symbolism, he took a bite. It was different. A cooling sensation crept through him. But with that, he jerked out of the dream.

'It isn't real. I refuse to let these idiotic ideas overcome me. I'm not falling to this stupid feeling again.' As he walked to the door, a song he'd hear very long ago came to him.

When you walk away...

He attempted to ignore the lyrics. They meant nothing to him.

You don't hear me say...

'She never even said anything. She was basically mute, even in the dream. Ignore it. It's meaningless and worthless fantasizing.'

Please, oh baby...

'She doesn't even know I'm here. What's the point?' He turned the knob, ready to yank the door open and run without a care. 'No more hopeful wishing.'

"DON'T GO!"

'What the-?' He turned around, finding her awake. She sat still in her bed. Riku'd taken care of that for her himself. They both raised their eyes to one another. 'Just like my dreams.'

Shock filled her, and out of instinct, his eyes softened, as he kindly replied, "Don't worry, I'm not going anywhere."

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Quick End Note:
I'm going to have at least one more chapter, and any updates will be posted on my bio, so you can check there occasionally for my progress. Please review, and thanks for reading.