Okay, second chapter it turned out strangely, but you know.. I like this chapter.
Chapter 2: Blood is My Salvation
"You should get off of him ,Malefic-Kairi, karma's a bad thing y'know?" Riku shouted as he made his way over to the couple. How much he despised using that word? No one knew.
"He he, yeah I know, but he is my boyfriend," Kairi murmured, she lifted herself off of Sora and helped him up. "I have some privileges that you don't."
"…"
"You alright, Riku?" Sora asked in confusion as his already pale friend, turned a deathly pale color, almost like he was dead. No one told him that Sora and Kairi were a real "couple".
"Huh? Oh, yeah… Everything's fine… Just fine… Hah, like hell I'm fine!" Riku whispered, it was caught in the wind so it was like he hadn't said anything, but of course, Sora heard.
Before, Sora could reach Riku, Riku turned around and began to ramble on about something he couldn't quite hear. The silver-haired boy shifted around and headed toward the direction of Destiny Island's waterfall.
"Riku! Where y'goin!" Sora shouted, worried about his friend. This never happened before, so why now?
Over his shoulder, Riku retorted, "Don't worry! Just going to check something out, go finish the raft you lazy bum, I'm sure you'll be able to reach the mast… Somehow!"
Unfortunately, Riku was not okay. NOT okay. Why didn't anybody ever TELL him about these things! Riku fumed all the way into the secret cave, he tore away at the slimy, dark green vines. They lay coiled up on the floor, so useless. He walked along the walls and scraped at the childhood images that Sora and Kairi drew when they were younger. That's when he stopped, Riku saw the poorly drawn image of Sora and Kairi feeding each other a Paopo fruit. Oh, how he could easily destroy that image with his key blade.
Their secret spot, Sora and Riku's secret spot, not Kairi's. It was meant for the two of them, yet Sora had to have a soft spot for the girl, who in turn began to slowly steal everything that meant something to him (Riku not Sora). Kairi was allowed in their secret spot, because she was special… Special to Sora. Was he ever special to Sora?
No.
He was just another person in Sora's life, nothing special. Nothing special at all…
"Nghh…"
A voice began to speak inside of his head. It taunted him. About how he could never have Sora, how things would never return to how they used to be, how he would never be able to truly return to the light.
It was Ansem's voice. Riku's shadow. So ugly… He despised it with all of his heart.
Riku shook his head vigorously. He knew better than to let Ansem control his actions, nonetheless his own shadow. However, Ansem wouldn't stop clouding his head with jealously, Ansem was his dark side, he was what made Riku the dawn, what kept him from the light, his heart throbbed. The second Kairi said that Sora was his boyfriend was what let Ansem slowly overpower his light. Sora was his light, Kairi his darkness, when they intertwined it created him, the dawn. However, when his light was stolen by the darkness, he was no longer needed, he was swallowed by utter darkness. There were some traces of hope left, but Sora wasn't here to help him. He was the dawn, as Sora and Kairi were light, but Riku was slowly fading from the dawn and back into the darkness from where he was born, but he was afraid. There was a time where Riku did want to fade back into the darkness, but that was with Sora, now he was to afraid to fade into the darkness alone.
I-I don't deserve to be here…I don't deserve to be happy…They're to pure… To be tainted by the darkness that flows from me…It's true I'm to afraid to be taken in by the darkness alone…
Riku bit down on his lip until he bled. He ran toward the wall with Sora and Kairi's drawing on it. In an instant, Riku smashed his head against the wall, a crack echoed through the cave. The sound that resembled a pencil being split down the middle or even the sound of your leg splitting in half.
The voices in his head finally stopped.
Riku turned so his back faced the wall and leaned against it for support. He couldn't think straight nor could he see straight. Hell he couldn't even move.
Pain.
The pain actually gave him immense pleasure. Then again, it could be his mind playing tricks on him. He took in a sharp breath as if it hurt to breathe and he quickly let it out. As Riku laid his head against the wall, he could feel it. The flow of blood seeping from his wound which was dangerously near his temple, it slid from his hair onto the cold wall behind him. There wasn't any dripping from the wound, just streams, no, rivers of blood flowing onto the walls and leaving a pool of crimson on the ground. Riku's silver hair was now soaked in his own pleasure.
What would Sora say if he saw this?
Did it even matter what Sora said anymore?
Yes…
He shifted his weight and stumbled down, sitting up-right against the wall. Sora and Kairi's drawing must've been ruined by now. They'll never ever forgive him for ruining their picture that represented their love. Riku laughed, not one of those kind hearted filled laughs he used to let out as a child, but one with a sadistic twist that leaked from it. His bangs fell over his eyes, slowly he let his eyes close. If he was going to bleed to death, he might as well die sleeping. Though, Riku knew that the wound wasn't bad enough to kill him. He scoffed and jerked his head back, bashing it into the picture again.
Die dam nit! Die!
He chanted this as he repeatedly rammed his head again the wall. Thankfully, he got to tired and let his head slump down. He sat there and cried. This wasn't how it was supposed to be, he was supposed to be the strong one, calm and collected. Now, he was nothing more than a shadow, who was just beyond the border of fading. Riku sighed, he let himself try to sleep, he was bound to be found sooner or later. So, he relaxed and waited.
It was so quiet inside the cave. Maybe it was his imagination, but he thought he saw his younger self with Sora, carelessly poking at one another with their poorly made wooden swords. Oh, what he would give to be a kid again? Everything and anything. There truly was no sound inside of the hideout and it felt as if he just blended in with the wall. As if he would just turn into dust and be blown away by a gentle breeze if a sudden sound was made. He wished he could be blown away with the wind.
Would that make him happy?
At the moment, hell yes.
About five minutes later, Riku was in the state of being half asleep and half awake. Suddenly, a swift hand collided with his head, where he bled. It wasn't a painful collision, however, it was a cool gentle hand that caressed his wound. Just like a breeze. Riku was much too tired to respond to the faint touch, he wondered whether it was real or not, but decided it didn't matter, it felt good.
"Are you alright…? Hey… Wake up, Riku…!"
It was a faint, yet gentle voice that mixed with distress, but to Riku's ears the voice didn't sound familiar. Riku couldn't hear very well with the blood seeping into his ears, he couldn't pinpoint whose voice it belonged, too. He couldn't move, his body refused to let him get up. He painfully raised his head to meet soft, blue eyes. They looked so, so sad, but before he could say anything, he fainted.
"Riku! Riku! No! Please…!"
"Wake up…!"
Okay! So who should the blue eyed person be? Sora? Kairi (pfft... no even if you guys want me to, no)? Namine? Roxas? Miya ( My own personal Kh character >.>)?
Up to you! Or not! Depends on how I feel about your decision. Anyway! R&R!
