Runaway
"Oh..." He says and falls back asleep. I'm exhausted. I lay down next to him and sleep, too.
"Sora...get up..." I hear Riku say.
"Huh?" I ask, sitting up and rubbing my eyes. I see Riku kneeling right beside me, still slightly more pale than usual.
"We have to go now."
"Now?" Man, what time is it?
"Yes. Now. Let's get moving."
"Wait." I put my hand to his forehead, he still feels warmer than normal. "You--"
He interrupts "No. We have to go, we didn't travel yesterday." He pauses "I'm going. If you want to stay, that's just fine. I'll go without you." We both pause for a few minutes. Would Riku really go without me? I hate that thought, it scares me. I don't want to lose Riku! And I don't want him to be alone.
"I'm coming!" I reply quickly, "But there's one condition." He raises an eyebrow with a 'you've GOT to be kidding' look. "As soon as you start feeling bad or tired we rest. You HAVE to tell me when you don't feel good. We'll go to sleep early tonight, too." He doesn't look at me "Okay?"
"Whatever..." He mutters "Let's go.." We get up and start walking.
"Hey," I ask "What time is it?" He shrugs.
"Around five?" He guesses. Figures.
We walk in complete silence, until my stomach starts growling. I don't like having one meal (at the most) a day. Most of the time if we find a fast food place like McDonalds, Riku gives me a few dollars and tells me to go and order something cheap, like water and two orders large fries, or get something like a doughnut. Small and cheap. Oh well, not like I ever used to eat breakfast anyway. At home, my alarm clock broke and my mom wouldn't wake me up in time, so I hardly had ten minutes to get ready for school.
Riku and I start walking past a few houses, quietly as we can. No one in their right mind would be up at this hour, but we still have to be careful. Shoot, I'm falling behind. I run to catch up and walk side-by-side with Riku, who's staring at the ground, lost in thought. I put my hand gently on his shoulder and he shakes it off.
"Don't touch me!" He snaps quietly.
"Sorry..." I reply, shrugging. "Riku? Why won't you let me touch you?" He glares at me.
"Why does it matter?"
"Because..." Why DOES it matter? 'Oh I want to touch you because I LOVE you! ' I can't say that! "Because--" I'm interrupted as we walk by a house and about three dogs start barking loudly. Wow. Perfect timing!
The dogs start barking louder and the lights in some houses start turning on. Riku grabs my wrist and starts running away from the houses. Don't let us get caught...don't let us get caught...
We get far away from those dogs in a matter of minutes. The sun's rising now, I think it's around six or seven. I've kept up with Riku and notice that his face looked flushed and slightly more pale than a while ago.
"You okay?" I ask.
"I'm fine." He says.
"You don't SOUND fine."
"I'm fine! Leave me alone..."
"Let's rest, and then I'll leave you alone. Alright?" He nods.
We find a good spot where we can't be found and sit against a brick wall. It's probably around eight now. Riku closes his eyes and just stays like that for a while. Is he sleeping? I smile as I scoot closer to him and toy with his hair. It's soft and silky between my fingers. When he stirs I'll stop. He won't even know.
"I said don't touch me!" He shouts suddenly. Alright then, he WASN'T sleeping. "What do you think you were doing! What part of 'No' don't you understand!"
"I--" I start, what am I going to do? I want to touch him because I love him and I'll go crazy if I don't touch him! "I'm sorry! I really am! I promise I won't touch you if you don't want me to anymore! It's just that...I really care about you and I..." He turns around so he can't see me. "Riku! I'm sorry!" I cry "I'm really sorry! Please Riku! Just listen to me! Please! Please..."
Riku looks at me for a few moments before turning around again (so he can't look at me) and takes of his jacket, revealing his muscular arms and bare shoulders. Now he starts taking...off... his...shirt... oh God... I can feel myself blushing and hope I won't drool.
He finishes taking his shirt off, welts and scars now visible on his back. I shift my gaze to three bright red scars that look like he was attacked by some large jungle cat. They're in that kind of "design" but it looks more like someone got him with... a...knife...
"That's why I don't like people touching me." Riku says quietly. "They... hurt me or touch me where they shouldn't even..."
"I'm so sorry, Riku," I say lightly tracing across the three bright scars, the rest look like they're healing or fading. "Do...do they still hurt?"
"No..." He pauses and says, almost panicked "Except those!" I emidietly remove my hand.
"What happened there anyway? Who did that to you?" Complete silence.
"My dad." He chokes out.
"Your DAD did this to you? Why? How could he?"
"It doesn't matter... Let's go." He pulls his shirt back on and starts walking.
We walk in complete silence. How could Riku's dad do something like that? I sigh and look at Riku for a few moments. What's he always thinking about? I wonder if he's thinking about his dad, he always looks so sad, so that makes sense. I guess... I look up at Riku and smile warmly.
"What?" He asks.
"Nothing!" I reply quickly. He looks at me, puzzled for a few minutes, then stares at the ground.
"Riku?" I ask. He looks up. I hate when I do this. I don't even have anything to say. "What are you thinking about?" Nothing. "Is it about your dad?"
"Why would I be thinking about him?" He asks, almost suspiciously
"Well...you always looks so sad so I thought that might be because of him..." Silence. Again. Whoopee. "You know Riku," I add "You could let me help you. To try and make you feel better. I know that you've been through a lot but so have I! You and Donald and Goofy are the only people I've ever had. I'm always the one being picked on and the butt of every practical joke. I'm always known as the freak because I'm different! And if you'd just let me try and help you--"
"I don't need your help. There's no way you can help me. I don't need you. I don't need anybody!" He snaps.
"But Riku!" I start, but decide not to argue. Riku collapses on the ground, landing on his rear.
"Riku?" I ask. "You okay?" He just looks at me sadly. I look around and see that we're in an area where no one can see us and put my arms around Riku, holding him close to me, and he rests his chin on my shoulder.
"It's not fair..." He murmurs.
"Huh?" I ask.
"Not fair..."
He stays quiet and still, I think he's asleep this time. I rub his back softly. I love you Riku...
Riku stirs a while later, still in my arms. This is the way it SHOULD be... Riku emidietly pulls away and says we have to go. I get up and start following him and pull my watch out of my pocket. 1:30.
"Riku?" I ask "Can we get something to eat?"
"There's a gas station ahead. We'll get something there." Riku replies.
1:34
We reach the gas station and walk into the little store-type place. It looks really cheap. All they really have are those microwavable burritos. Ew?
1:37
"How much are they?" I ask Riku quietly.
"Five dollars. Each."
"So..."
"We'll have to find somewhere else. We're running out of money. We really need to save it."
"But we're in the middle of nowhere! There won't be anything for miles!"
"Then...I guess we'll have to steal it..." Riku says. "I have a plan..."
Thank God for Riku. He always knows what to do.
"Excuse me!" I say to the man behind the cash register "Some kid just stole my wallet!" I'm a bad liar...I can't do this... "Can you help me find him or see if he's still around? I really need help."
"Sure." We both walk out, leaving Riku alone inside the store. This has to work... A few minutes pass. "I don't see a trace of anyone." He says and walks back inside. Oh man is Riku ready yet? I look back at him through a window and he nods. No way it was THAT easy. He puts his hand on his ugly orange duffle bag, I guess they're in there. I walk in and meet with Riku. Riku avoids the man and doesn't let him see his face. His gorgeous face...Oh no... Gotta get back to reality.
"Thanks anyway." I say to the man. "I'll find it somehow." He looks at the back of Riku's head for a few moments and nods vaguely.
"Come on," Riku says hardly loud enough for even me to hear. (And I'm right next to him...) We both walk out and soon break into a run.
"Hey!" We hear the man shout behind us "Get back here!"
"Riku!" I pant "Does he know that we stole--"
"No," He replies, panting "I took them from the very bottom of the heater they were in. He had a bunch of old wanted signs on his desk... maybe he recognizes us?"
"What!"
"Well, I don't know if he recognizes you, but I've been on the wanted list for a while--you know that!"
"I know, I know!" I say, almost panicked "WHAT NOW!" I hear sirens in the distance, oh MAN he called the police. Riku pales even more and grabbing my arm runs faster. "Riku! Slow down! I can't run that fast! I'm gonna fall!"
"We can't stop, come ON!" Suddenly, Riku trips and falls on the ground, nearly taking me down with him.
"Riku!" I shout "Are you okay!" Riku curses under his breath and tries to get up.
"I think the bastard threw something at me..." He says. I look back, oh shoot, the man and the police aren't that far away. I help him up and we start running again. It's no use... they're to close and we're to slow... the police are running after us, if I didn't know any better I'd think they were the same ones as before. One of them shouts something at us, which I can't quite understand.
They're gaining on us, there's no way we can outrun them now. As fast as we are, they're much faster. What are we going to DO! Riku grabs my arm once again and we're actually able to outrun them! Thank God for Riku's speed.
We run as far away from the gas station as we can, and also manage to reach a new town. We run through a small crowd of people so the police can't find us.
"Riku?" I ask quietly "Is there any place to hide?"
"Look right over there," He replies, pointing toward some old warehouse or restaurant or something. "They won't look for us in an old abandoned place like that."
"Right." We sneak over and find a way in. It looks like it was a restaurant a long time ago, there are still tables and chairs, but the whole atmosphere is very, very creepy. I'm surprised they haven't torn this place down. I look at Riku, the back of his neck is bleeding...
"Riku..." I say "You're bleeding..."
"...And?" He asks, sounding sort of annoyed.
"And do you want me to...clean it up a bit?"
"No."
"But Riku...It's messy... and you can't get it yourself..."
"I don't care."
"But Riku--"
"I. Don't. CARE."
"But--but-- oh forget it..." I hear the door opening and voices...God no...it's the police again, isn't it? W-we didn't loose them...? Riku grabs my arm and we duck behind a counter.
"They're not here." Says a voice
"Of course they are. Where else could they hide?" Says a second.
"Come out come out wherever you are!"
"Shuttup!"
"What now?" I say I quietly as I can. Riku looks around for a second and signals me to follow him. We sneak into what seems like some kind of kitchen. Yep, this is definitely an old restaurant... I hear the second policeman cuss as he walks out with the first and they slam the door behind them. It looks like we're safe for now...
x.x;; Sorry these are talking so long. I'll start the next chapter tonight/this morning. It nearly midnight already. I'm still open for ideas, but I think I can probably take it from here. ;;; And I'm also sorry that these chapters have been a bit lacking, I'll try and make them better. I dunno, something doesn't seem right...and sorry for any errors.
And another thing- PLEASE review my other fic, Destati. It's self-insert story but will have RikuxSora hints in it, of course.
R&R please.