Runaway

See? Here it is. Enjoy.

(Warning, disappointing kiss-scene)

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He looks at me sadly. I now noticed that his aren't cold, but filled with pain and sorrow.

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"Well..." He starts, while aiming his gaze toward the ground "For a few years, I lived with my grandparents. They were nice, I guess. One day, though they left. They said they were just going shopping. But they never came back. They left me. I was in second grade. *Second* As it turned out, they didn't want me so they *moved* without me. And eventually, I was kicked out of my own house. I was sitting on a bench near a park once, and some lady came and talked to me, she was probably around eighteen or twenty. She always helped me out, we were good friends. Until one day, she was hit by a car and was killed instantly. Soon, I was found starved and nearly frozen to death and I was put into a foster home. I don't know how, but they kids at school found out and never let me forget, not even for a moment. They'd follow me around calling me names." He looks at me for a split second before I nod, signaling for him to finish "The older kids would beat me up and spit at me." I get a bit closer to him and put my hand lightly on his shoulder, but he just shakes it off "I ran away from the foster home so many times, but I was always caught. Around the end of second grade, my aunt and uncle came and got me. I thought that I would be happy. But they just didn't care about me. I went a week without talking, and they didn't notice. Hell, I went three days without EATING. I stayed up in my room, either they didn't notice again, or they really didn't care about what happened to me. I couldn't stand it. I finally went to find my parents one year later. My uncle heard me leave my room, I don't know how he possibly could've, and tried to stop me. I wasn't going to let that happen, so I pushed him and he fell down the stairs. I left anyway, ignoring the fact that I sent my uncle to the hospital." He looks up and I nod again "I finally found my parents. My mom was.....mentally unstable and my dad was abusive. He drank and smoke and locked me in the closet when I misbehaved. After hitting me a few times, of course. Most of the time he'd lock me up so long that I'd BEG to come out."

No words can even come out of my mouth, I just nod again.

"I still had to go to the same Hell of a school. The kids got worse, and...." He pauses for a moment "I left right after a horrible rumor spread about me. The kids started calling me 'stupid', 'trash', 'freak', 'slut'...and 'murderer.' My uncle died in the hospital because of *me* I had no place to go, so I wandered. I ran as far as I could away from that town. Eventually, I joined that gang that was beating you up when we met. But I left them because they were such assholes. A little later, they stole things and were drawing graffiti on the walls, then the police came and they ran away, dropping everything at my feet as they left. Of course, they police recognized me because I had been reported missing. A lot. I've run away from homes more times then I can count. Each time, stealing a bit of money from whoever's wallet so at least I could last before either I was caught, or I just gave up and went home." He pauses again, his voice getting a bit shaky "The murders that other gangs did after the last time I ran away, the vandalism, everything, was blamed on me."

"Riku," I start, I can't help him. I know that. "I-I am so sorry. If I had known..." If I had known, I would've made things worse. I didn't even realize it, but our faces are so close they're nearly touching....so I close the gap by kissing him.........

It wasn't even a kiss, more like our lips touching for a few seconds before he pulls away. I wonder how stupid he thinks I am now? Until, I don't know why, but we pull closer to each other and kiss. Really *kiss* I kiss his lips then kiss his neck. He seems to be enjoying it, so I begin to nibble slightly on his ear. He moans and I take that chance to connect our lips again and slip my tongue in his mouth. I reach my hand up his shirt, and that's when he pulls away.

"Sora..." He says confused, as I start blushing insanely.

"I'm so sorry..." I say, panicked "Really, I am. I thought that somehow I'd make you feel better...I couldn't help myself..." Secretly, I hope he'll just press our lips together again so I won't keep babbling, but he just keeps staring at me, so that I feel like a bug under a magnify glass.

Before I realize it, I put my lips on his again, hoping for another kiss...... I couldn't help myself! I swear...he tasted like raspberries and chocolate and mints... and his touch felt so cold but really soothing....... my God STOP THINKING LIKE THAT! Riku throws me to the ground just moments later,

"Sex freak!" He says, pure anger in his voice.

"I'm sorry Riku.." How did I let this happen? "I shouldn't have gone that far..."

"You shouldn't have." He growls, as he turns to leave. I don't think he wants me to follow him this time. "Well?" he snaps "You're slowing me down!" Okay, I guess I *am* supposed to come. I run so I catch up with him, it's really hard to keep up, now, he walks so fast.

"Riku," I ask "Could you walk a little slower?"

"Could *you* just walk a little faster?"

"Riku! I said I was sorry!" Mistake or not I'M SICK OF THIS! " WHAT MORE DO YOU WANT FROM ME?!" He stops in his tracks and looks at me "I don't try to be like this." He says quietly

"Like what?" I ask just as quietly

"Like....the way I am now, I--"

"No," I interrupt "Don't say that. You're perfect. In every way."

"You talk too much." He says weakly.

"Riku? Do you need to rest?"

"No....I'm fine..." Fine?

"No," I say "You should rest." He glares at me but then nods. We find another place to rest, where he falls right asleep, and I fall asleep right next to him.

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Riku sleeps in later then usual. I'm so bored I'm going insane.

"Hey," I whisper "Riku, wake up." He doesn't respond so I shake him a little "Wake up!" He stirs and tries to sit up, but has to lay back down again.

"Are you okay?"

"Fine." He grumbles. Suddenly, this reminds me of last night.

"Riku? Do you want to rest more?" Riku looks more pale today, and he also looks completely exhausted. Riku nods and rolls on his other side and falls back asleep. A few hours later, Riku wakes up on his own. He looks a little better, but still not very good. "Come on, let's go." He says it so quietly I almost didn't hear him.

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We've been traveling for about an hour and a half, but have hardly gotten anywhere. Riku is walking slow, clutching his stomach and swaying side to side. I'm really worried about him. What if he's really sick? What if I can't take care of him? What if there's nothing I can do? My thoughts are interrupted as a hear a 'thump' and I nearly trip over Riku's collapsed body.

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Gah. Sorry that was so short X.X;; But I didn't want to keep you guys waiting for the stuff I promised. Well, waiting anymore, thus, a very short, pathetic chapter. And about the kiss... IT'S BAD I KNOW! My first time writing a kiss scene (though I've read enough to make it at least half-decent X.X;;) plus I'm 11 and inexperienced. Don't shoot! Any questions or comments, feel free to email me or...something.

Note to Cat- I just lied about my age. *shrug* They didn't really care. I doubt they even noticed.

R&R please