Disclaimer: I don't own Kingdom Hearts, it's owned by Square soft and Disney. I also don't own Final Fantasy. I do own Yoko, Miroku, and Luca. And 'Saki' is a band that I made up, and any songs from that band (unless otherwise noted) were written by me.

Warning: In some chapters, there will be Shounen-ai, Yaoi, rape, (not a lot), and Lemon. So if that does not appeal to you, leave now and do not review saying how sick I am.

In this chapter: Language, self-mutilation

Note: Flames will be used for Sora and Riku to snuggle up together in front of a warm fireplace.

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"Come, darling…"

A strange voice filled the air. It was so familiar, but Yoko couldn't out her finger on it. She was standing on some kind of liquid that was black, and surrounded by black.

"Who are you?"

"Call me Luca." The voice said. This was the first time the girl ever spoke her name. Yoko screamed.

"Luca? Miroku's sister?"

"Oh, yes, darling…" The voice dripped with venom.

"Wh-what do you want?" Yoko was worried. A girl stepped out from the shadows. She looked like Miroku, and Yoko had seen her before. So, this was Luca…

"We meet again? Yoko, don't be scared. I'm only here to ease the pain." Yoko nodded, and Luca went on.

"I see Miroku sometimes. He misses you dearly, the poor thing. He says he will do whatever he can to have you back…" Luca gave Yoko a mischievous smile. "In fact…" Luca's smiled became wider. She held up her hand, and snapped her fingers.

"Wha?" Bright light shone everywhere. Yoko realized she was standing on a lake of blood. It was nighttime because there were stars in the sky, but the moon was totally eclipsed, blacker than anything else she'd seen in her life. It seemed that large blobs of blood were slowly raining down, but she realized it was doing the exact opposite. It was coming from the lake and going up into the red and black sky. This was a very morbid place. Body parts littered the ground. She thought she saw her father, but wasn't sure. She could see the dead floating underneath the blood. She could see souls of people walking around, crying, mourning, screaming for help…

"Don't say anything. You are in Hell. This is where Miroku and I live now." Luca stepped aside, and Miroku was standing behind her. He smiled when he saw Yoko.

"Yoko!" He ran to her, but went right through her. Yoko felt tears streaming down her cheeks.

"Miroku…" Yoko choked out. She buckled over and began crying harder than she ever had in her life. Miroku glared at his sister.

"You bitch." He said, and kneeled down beside Yoko, who was now covered in blood from the lake. He put a hand on her shoulder, or at least tried too.

"Yoko…I miss you so much…"

"I m-miss you t-too…"

"Yoko…"

"Oh, Miroku! I love you so much…I never got to tell you! I'm so stupid! I don't know what I would do without you! I can't do this. I can live on without you. I miss you so much! I love you!" She cried out.

"Yoko! It's okay! Don't do this…"

"But I have too! I have too, I have too! It's the only way to get all of my agony out, to cry…"

"No it's not, Yoko." He crawled around her so he was looking into her eyes. He pressed his lips against hers, and surprisingly, he didn't go through her. She kissed back. Luca was disgusted. Miroku pulled back for a much needed breath.

"Oh, Roki…" She smiled. She used to call him Roki all the time when he was alive. "I love you…"

"I love you too…" He stroked her cheek with his hand, but went through, so he planted a kiss on her forehead.

Yoko stood up, and Miroku did too. Yoko looked down at the ground, tears still falling, and Miroku looked at her worriedly.

"You see, Yoko…" Luca spoke up, and the ex-lovers looked at her. "If you just simply kill yourself, you can be with Miroku for eternity. Together forever. It's for the best." Yoko absentmindedly nodded, and in that instant, everything went black. She could have sworn she heard Miroku yell "Don't do it! Don't listen to my deranged sister! It's not for the best! She's lying!", but couldn't be sure. Black became white, and white became reality.

"Whoa!" Yoko shot up from her bed. She looked down at her self, and discovered she was covered in dried blood that was not hers. She remember the dream, lying in the pool of blood. "Oh, shit…" She took a shower, and went on with her day, trying to block the disturbing images from her dream from her mind.

The next four days were basically a routine. Yoko, Riku, Kairi, and Sora were trying to make the raft absolutely perfect.

"Uh…Something's wrong with the raft." Sora said.

"Gee, you think?" Kairi asked.

"…" Riku shook his head. Yoko sighed.

"This isn't good." The raft seemed okay when you looked at it, but the wooden panels and logs they used were slowly falling apart. The rope that kept them together wasn't tied right.

"…Do we have to start over?" Riku asked, sadness in his voice.

"Hope not." Yoko said.

This was just one of the many issues they encountered, including maggots and other bugs inside the wood, a poisonous snake stuck in between two panels who almost bit Wakka, and the mass fell over. Six times. In the end, they got almost everything fixed.

Wakka, Selphie and Tidus helped with getting them more experienced with fighting. The next four nights, however, were dreadful for Yoko and Sora. Every night, Sora would come over to her house, and just cry a river. All she could do was talk to him, and try and comfort him. She felt it wasn't time to tell Riku about Sora's actions. Then, the fifth night came.

Ring…ring…ring…

"Hello?" Yoko said into the receiver.

"Hi Yoko!" Sora said. He sounded more cheerful today, putting a smile on Yoko's face.

"Hi, what's up?" She asked.

"Nothing. I was just calling to tell you I couldn't come over today. I'm going to go have a sleepover with Tidus." He said. She wa a little disappointed.

"Ah, it's alright. I think I'll watch a movie or something." She said, and smiled. He smiled on the other end too.

"Okay, well, I'll see you tomorrow!" Sora said. "Bye!"

"Bye, Sora." She hung up, and went up to her room. She sat on her bed and took in a deep breath. She cleared her mind, and realized what she had to do. Almost zombie-like, she slowly reached over and pulled our the dagger from her dresser. She stood up, and padded over to the corner. She sat down. Now Yoko was sitting in her room, holding a knife in her hand. She didn't know what to do. She knew that one, simple, deep cut would let her see her love again, but something told her not to do it. That there was another way. Still, she didn't know who or what to trust. She lowered the knife to her wrist, and felt the coldness of the blade touch it, sending shivers down her spine.

-Yoko POV-

Okay, this is a tough decision. I think I'm going to go along with it, though. I mean, who is going to miss me? Everyone has someone they love, accept me. The one I love will never come back, no matter what I do. And now, I can just end it all, and be in the safe embrace of my one and only. She says so. Luca. Right? Right. Plus, Miroku and I will be together. This is it. I feel the blade go deeper than I have ever done. A hiss escapes my lips, but it feels so good at the same time. I watch the blood fall onto the black and white carpet below me, slowly making a puddle. I slit my other wrist, too. Why not? I let my head roll back and close my eyes. I feel a cruel, shrill laugh escape my throat. That's right. I'm laughing. Laughing at my life. I'm not afraid to die. Now I'm starting to feel dizzy. Probably from blood loss, but it will be over soon. I open my eyes again, and everything is slowly turning black. I try and stand up, but I collapse on the floor. Everything is blurry, and I feel like I'm falling…falling…falling…

-End of POV-

Riku came over less than 30 minutes later. "Hey, Vincent. Is Yoko here?" He asked.

"Yeah, she should be in her room." He replied, and turned his attention back to the television.

"Right. Thanks." Riku said, and walked up the stairs. When he heard some scratching noises and then a loud thud, he stopped in his tracks. Something wasn't right. He took in a deep breath, and sped up the stairs, down the hall, down the next hall, and up to her room. He stopped. Holding his breath, he opened the door and screamed.

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Oh. Em. Eff. Gee. I'm so sorry everyone. This chapter is only 4 pages long… -dies-

Anyway….WHAT WILL HAPPEN TO YOKO? IS IT REALLY TOO LATE? FIND OUT NEXT TIME IN…

Kingdom Hearts: The Princess of Dark Heart. –Dramatic music plays in the background-

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