Disclaimer: The only things I own are Ziya, her family, friends, and world. Everything else doesnt belong to me. Therefore, the aren't mine. Which means I don't own them. Meaning that Ziya and her homies are all that I can call my own...

Riku made a mistake when he wandered to the main part of town, and he quickly payed for that mistake.

At this point, Riku preferred the company of only himself. Instead, swooning girls, and excited young men filled the remainder of his day.

He possessed the company of the inhabitants of a world, but his focus was Kairi. He forced a mask over himself, but meditated solely on the rescue of Kairi, and finding Sora.

No doubt Sora was fine. Riku knew Sora was strong, he knew Sora's determination could pull him through, or at least keep his head on his shoulders long enough for Riku to find him.

Riku's main concern was Kairi. Kairi wasn't a weakling, but the thought of the love so dear to him alone, without his protection burned fear into his veins. He had to find her.

Within a few hours, Riku was ready to make his departure. He carried the provisions Ziya's father had so graciously bestoyed upon him from the room in wich he awoke at the beginning of the day.

Ziya aroused herself from the couch in the living room, but Khalon wasn't present. Riku noticed the negative energy residing in the air.

He also took note of blotchiness of Ziya's face, and the red in her eyes. She ran her hands across her face as if to wipe away the evidence of her distress.

She half chuckled, and dressed herself with a pathetic cover-up smile, but failed to say a word.

"Something wrong?" Riku leaned against the wall as he questioned her in and indifferent tone.

"Nothing you'd be interested in," she retorted.

"You're probably right." He began to examine his feet. They're so big. That's gotta be bigger than any one's head.

"Look, I'm sorry about what happened earlier."

Riku found that the despairing look Ziya wore entertaining, and a smile spread his lips. He chuckled.

Khalon entered, his large body almost too big for the door's frame.

Ziya turned, and the two stood silent for a moment. Khalon's normal cheerfulness had been wiped away, and a look of true anger and rage replaced it.

Still, Khalon contained these foreign emotions, and Ziya walked off. Khalon's smile returned as he turned to Riku.

"Are you ready to go?"

"Yah"

Riku arrived in another world. This one vastly different from the previous wasteland he visited.

He found himself in a brightly lit ballroom, brilliantly decorated with vibrant colors. The room itself gleamed with the anticipation of a soon-to-be-had party.

The room was currently empty, but lively music echoed. Riku looked around.

"Where the motorola did you take us?" A voice from behind Riku startled him.

He whirled around to see who it was.

Yah, so I finally updated. It took me forever. Hope you enjoy it and if you don't, too bad, but I thought it was pretty neat. No flashback this time, but next chappy, you'll meet another homie I made up.