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" BECAUSE I WAS RAPED!" Sora sobbed, " Are you happy now?"
" Oh God," Riku gasped, " Oh… I'm …Oh God I'm so sorry Sora!" Riku said wrapping his arms around her and the child. " I'm so sorry," Riku cried out of guilt.
" Riku, Riku it's okay," Sora smiled although tears were still streaming in her eyes, " let's go to my house, okay?" Riku nodded and followed Sora to her home. The walk being very silent.
As soon as the reached the front door Sora put down the child, smiling at him reassuring him for something she wasn't sure of. It was motherly instinct. Hikaru still looked upset, but he stayed calm none the less. Riku was not calm.
He looked pale and sweaty and his heart was beating a mile a minute. If this didn't stop soon he would faint or have some sort of attack. Riku groaned and put a hand to his head. This was way too much for one day.
Sora and Hikaru first walked inside, and were met with a nice living room. The couch was right in front of a big screen TV. The TV itself was surrounded by oak cabinets which held mounds and mounds of DVDs. Mostly Angel and Buffy the vampire slayer, which were watched by Sora's mom.
A few steps forward from the side of the couch was a nice kitchen. It small and does not have enough room for a table, but it was fine. The two person family usually ate watching TV anyway.
Riku stepped in observing his surroundings. He, being Sora's best friend, hadn't even stepped foot in the house. Riku was never invited over by Sora. They would always meet at the beach or somewhere else. Now it was obvious why Sora didn't want to be seen at her home.
" Hikaru? Did your parents give you any clothes? Or a suitcase?" Sora said smiling at Hikaru. She placed him down onto the soft clean carpet that adorned the floor.
" Mommy gave me a suitcase!" Hikaru announced. He reached into the front pocket of his overalls again and took out a blue cube like object. Sora quirked an eyebrow.
" That's your suit case?" Sora asked with disbelief.
Hikaru nodded and said, " Of course silly!" He pushed a button on the top of the object. He handed it to Sora, who hesitated for a moment. Thinking it was safe she picked it up, only to find it was not safe at all.
" MOMMY!" Hikaru gasped as Sora's hand was crushed by a heavy blue suitcase.
" It appeared out of nowhere!" she announce trying to pull her hand out of underneath the suitcase. It caused the skin to pinch making her hiss in pain. " Hikaru next time warn me when something is going to do this!" Sora scolded.
" Yes ma'am" Hikaru said quietly. He felt quite guilty for his mommy being hurt like this.
" Sora!" Riku's voice seemed to appear from no where. Riku knelt down to see if she was alright, " Sora are you okay?"
" Just fine Riku!" Sora said sarcastically. She tried to lift the heavy bag, but it didn't want to budge.
" Here." Riku said lifting the bag, which was even difficult for him.
" Thanks," Sora mumbled holding her numb hand.
" Oh Sora here!" Riku said taking her hand gently. " It's all red, here stay put!"
Riku rushed into the kitchen grabbing a cup. He rushed back to the refrigerator and pushed the cup in the handle censor and took ice form the machine. He then grabbed a piece of clear wrap, which was set in a roll near the paper tools, and dropped a few ice cubes and inside. He wrapped the ice up, and took a sheet pf paper towel. He wrapped the paper tool around that, and soon cam out of the kitchen.
Both Hikaru and Sora sweat dropped at Riku's panic.
Riku rushed back in the living room, and came back to Sora. He gently took her hand and placed the paper towel over the backside of her hand. Sora hissed in pain, which made Riku look at her with worry. " Come on sit down." He escorted her to the couch and sat down next to her.
Sora looked at Riku and was about to mumble a thank you, buts something came to her mind.
" Ow! Riku you smashed my hand with your sword!" Sora shouted after Riku " defeated" her in one of their sparring moments.
" Oh suck it up you big baby!" Riku said swinging his sword.
" Great now it's purple!" Sora announced whining about her hand.
" Oh well," Riku shrugged.
" Aren't you even going to say -"
" I'm sorry Sora!" Riku said still holding her hand, " I should have picked up the suitcase sooner, maybe your hand wouldn't have bruised."
' Why is Riku being so kind to me,' Sora blushed, ' He's always told me to suck it up…is it because he feels sorry for me?'
" Mommy are you okay you're all red!" Hikaru asked while sitting down on the floor near his mother's legs.
" I'm fine! But why are you treating me different Riku?" Sora asked giving him a stern look. " You always used to tell me to suck it up and be a man, why not now?"
" Because you're not a man," Riku said softly.
" Does it matter?" Sora asked.
" Yes it does matter," Riku said stroking the under side of her hand, " You're a woman, you are a lot more delicate than a man…"
" I never was delicate before!" Sora shouted. Something about the conversation screamed "sexist".
" I didn't know before," Riku started, " And you are a very strong woman, you're stronger than most guys! But I still believe in being a gentleman." He lightly took away the make-shift icepack, and started to stroke the soft skin of Sora's hand. Sora blushed heavily.
" You…You're sexist aren't you!" Sora shouted still really red.
" Maybe just a little," Riku smirked, " Although I believe that every woman should have just as much opportunity as men!"
" Good because I don't like sexist people," Sora took her hand away. She crossed her arms and pouted.
" Well I never said I was completely unbiased now," Riku's smirk began to grow wider.
" Really now? In what way are you sexist?' Sora asked. Hikaru yawned and decided to curl up near his mother's legs and go to sleep.
" Well I believe that firemen, police, and the military are too lax upon strength test for women," Riku began, " You see they give women fewer strength limitations than men, but I think they should be the same. You see if you want to hold a riffle right, catch an armed man, or carry a 230 pound man out of a burning building than you need just as much strength than a man. If not than you shouldn't get the position, just like men don't if they fail the strength test.
I'm sexist because culture now makes me sexist. You see I believe in equal opportunity, not better for one side, which it's starting to seem that way in the women's case. You see women are being treated far better than men." Riku finished. " And I also think women were meant to be housewives.
Sora was pissed off, " What do you mean by that!"
" I mean that as soon as girls are born their mothers teach them to be housewives! By giving hem baby dolls and easy bake ovens. It's not biological, it's just how some women were trained. Men, on the other hand, were trained to fight. I don't think it should be that way, but it is." Riku finally finished.
" That's why men don't get hurt like women do…" Sora said starting to hug herself.
" Because men are trained to be fighters and superior to women, while women can't defend themselves," Sora explained, " That's why I choose to be a boy."
" Sora," Riku said softly trying to comfort her.
" That's why my dad didn't want a weak little girl! He wanted a strong boy! But he didn't get what he want! So he took it out on me!" Sora said tears starting to make their way down her face.
" So you mean it was him?" Riku asked looking away.
" Yes," Sora sobbed.
" If it'll make you feel better, please tell me from the beginning."