Heylo everybody! How ya'll doing? I decided to have a very, very small chapter because that is how much you'll get out of me before I go on vacation for a week. I won't start another chapter until about April 15 or so. I am sorry about this, but I will try and add as much detail to this chapter as I can.
Now, there weren't as many reviews as I thought there would be. I haven't gotten one from several of the persistent ones... but that's okay! I understand that maybe you were too busy or something. I don't mind at all.
Reviewers were... Rinoki Rio, Kingdom*Hearts309, Promise, Cloud, Uzumaki-sama, Kiera-Uchiha, VampssAmby10210, and goggle head girl. Thanks!
By the way... I finally got Final Fantasy 7! My first FF game! Oh, and I got Megaman X7, but ya'll could care less about that game though. Anyway, I got killed by the first boss you face and haven't touched it since. But, that's okay because I have only had it for... a day? Yeah... anyway, on to the warnings-
Warnings- Yaoi, Abuse, Slavery, etcetera, etcetera....
Also, K.H. characters are owned by Disney and... is it Square Enix now? ::shrugs::
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Servants, Obey Thy Masters
Chapter Six: Epitaph
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The soft, limped footsteps echoed out through the corridors as a beaten up teenager sluggishly moved through out. Blood stained his skin like a knife cutting the pale epidermis and his hand was holding on the opposite shoulder. Never before in his short term as a slave was he punished as brutally as he had prior to his limping. He heard soft snickers around him from the other demons that were known as protectors of the castle. He snorted at their 'holy' term and then spat some crimson from his dry mouth. He needed to see his master before he was whipped again... he needed to be tended by those soft hands...
Stopping at two large oak doors, he lifted his other hand and knocked gently on the wood, waiting for a hurried answer. He waited for a minute and when none came, he became worried. An eerie air flowed out through the openings of the doors and he knew something had happened. Placing his hand on the handle, he turned the knob to open the door which allowed the fear to exit out of the prince's bedroom and to enter the mind of the servant. Slipping inside carefully, he walked from the alcove into the main room, noticing something right then was wrong....
Sora wasn't in bed.
The covers were thrown back and a small hand was seen from the side that was hidden from his view. Curious and relieved, he concluded that Sora had just fallen off of the bed and hadn't gotten up yet. Smiling soothingly, he proceeded towards the owner of the hand and choked out several words. "Hey... you okay? Sora?" He hadn't gotten an answer until he saw the scene that horrified him throughout the confines of his nerves and heart. It wrenched him completely as he saw Sora's eyes dart at him before hazing over and closing, showing that he had lost consciousness.
'My God...'
"Sora!"
Sora was sprawled out beside the dresser, his small hand clutching the quilt loosening slightly. Crimson was flowing out of a wound that a knife protruded from and tearstains were evident in the soft glowing light of the moon from the window. If it were not for the red and metal clashing together to make a horrifying scene, Riku would have thought it was the most heavenly thing he had ever seen. But, that... thing clicking in his mind yelled at him to help Sora live. Though many thought suicide was a release, Riku learned early that it wasn't....
Grunting as he fell onto the floor, he summoned each once of strength he had and lifted the lithe, almost lifeless being into his arms and as quick as he could, he searched for help. As he 'ran' down the hallways, he came upon the infirmary and began to kick at the door, yelling the whole time for them to help. When the groggy nurse opened the door, Riku began to curse her slowness. He saw her gasp and call out to the others behind her.
"It's prince Sora! He's injured!!"
Several more people, who were dressed in fine white robes, came out and took the light burden out of the teen's arms. Yelling ensued, and Riku was outsides still, dumbfounded before he felt the tugging of the nurse's hand on his mildly-injured arm, signaling that she needed his help. Walking with her, Riku stuttered as all the pain issued into the mind, telling him his worst fear may have come true. ... 'Sora... might be dead...' Unfortunately, the teen found himself with no comfort to go to as the nurse screamed at him for letting whatever happened to Sora happen. He heard her bellow that all 'inferior workers' were all the same and then stomped off to help the beloved heir.
'He might have left me...'
Leaning against the wall, Riku slid down until his knees were at his chest and he was sitting down in a sad stupor. His aquamarine eyes were wide and tearful as his body trembled with pain and depression. He kept whispering Sora's name over and over under his breath and he clutched a jutted out knee with his good hand as support for the trauma. He saw it repetitively the image of Sora's dying body and a lone tear fell into his lap. All feelings he had cooped up for the treasure of his life was gone in a flash before his eyes and he then knew his feelings would never be returned if Sora died... Painful as it seemed, Riku knew that if Sora's became ruined that there was a small chance he would be sent home to be with his family. The images of his mother smiling and humming a tune as she stirred a stew at the stove and his father grinning encouragingly at him brought a small joy to him.
'Maybe if he dies... I can go home...'
'It's not like he loves me back anyway...'
More or less, the doctor came out to tell the teen the news of Sora's condition.
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I.... think I left out a lot of emotion in this one. But remember; I wanted to give you a chapter before I left. Anyway, I might revise this and add more as a seventh chapter if I feel like it. Hope ya'll enjoyed and I'll see ya'll soon!
