Riku has been tortured by Ansem and now by the one he thought he loved most. Is there anyone out there who doesn't just want his body? Could someone really want him for his heart instead of his looks? Ansem/Riku (mentioned), Sora/Riku?/Riku, Rape, Angst, Romance.
Disclaimer: I do not own Kingdom Hearts or Characters used in this story so don't sue me! See I said that I don't own it! You can't sue me! Yeah no suing! Anyway someday I will force Sakura to make plushies of Sora and Riku for me but that doesn't really count. Oh and I also don't own the idea of having and ancient evil spirit live in your body, no that idea unfortunately belongs to the creators of Yu-Gi-Oh. Oh and I don't own Sephiroth, and Eikichi I partially own.
All flames go to Sakura and Taku so that way they have some heat in their house seeing as Sakura refuses to be touched and they are currently not… AHEM… doing anything at the moment. Poor Taku!
Tears: Hey! What about me! I don't get any action either!
Yume: Anyway on with the fic please enjoy!
Tears: Grrr…
Yume: Aishiteru mo! kisses tears on lips
The Meaninglessness of Words
Somewhere in the cold depth of darkness that claimed itself to be night he wandered, searching, hoping, reaching for something he was unsure of. He was surrounded by his presence and he couldn't shake the feeling that he needed to find something, anything, it didn't matter. But then nothing mattered anymore he was lost again in the shadows the darkness that knew him, knew his soul and he couldn't help but love it and loathe it for that. He could speak volumes here with less than a thought and the darkness knew how to comfort him, but it also knew how to torture him endlessly. This is how it always was when his other took over, he always became stuck in this limbo of souls this place between his subconscious and his body. The only thing that could completely understand him, and he hated it. He hated it for the power it held over him for the way it made him feel loved only to hurt him with his own thoughts, and he loved it. He loved it for knowing him for giving him a place to go and think, for giving him solace.
In theory he really hated himself most of all though for allowing himself to become so dependant so hurt by this place that in truth didn't really exist anywhere but in his mind, he was a slave to himself, no to the evil spirit which he housed. And what was worse was the spirit knew it. He knew of the power he held and he was smug with that knowledge, he found it thrilling and he kept it dear to him. In a way it was the only thing the spirit loved because the boy knew for a fact that the spirit hated him and himself, that he found both of them disgusting, weak and foul. Yet he enjoyed the things in life that all people did along with things that people don't normally. He loved the pleasure of watching a friend laugh but he would be happier seeing them crying in pain and defeat. It was his chaos, the thing that made him so intricate and so overpowering. He knew too much and he loved it all even if he hated himself.
Eikichi was pulled from the dark room by his other who brought him to a place where he could see what was happening. He watched the people around him unable to affect anything. It made him feel weak, the spirit knew this also and he detested this place with all his might and the spirit who forced him there. His thoughts though were soon interrupted by the presence of someone he had not met before. It was a boy only a couple of years older than himself. He had long silver locks similar to Sephiroth's yet shorter. He walked as if unsure of himself like he didn't know what was going on and he was frightened by that lack of knowledge. Eikichi was pushed back to the darkness this time though he felt nothing and soon lost any awareness he previously had.
They came upon a house that seemed to have come from a horror movie and looked as though it would collapse if the wind blew a fraction too hard. Mold was growing on the walls that ivy didn't cover and half the steps were missing. It was a tall house almost like a manor but the grace and beauty that may have once been there was washed away by the strain of the elements over the years it had existed. They made their way to the front doors Riku managing to get his blindfold on before the door was opened and light from inside the house tried to push its way out into the world of moderate darkness. Riku stepped into the place were he would be staying trying to get an idea of what it looked like but not managing with his thick blindfold on. "Could someone show me to my room?" He asked somewhat hesitantly.
"Follow me, I'll show you where it is." The voice of the man he had met shot through his ears. He heard footsteps and cautiously began to follow them not knowing the layout of the house yet. The footsteps came to a stop in front of what he assumed to be a door, there was the creak of a door opening and the flick of a light switch. "It's not much but it should do just fine…" He heard the voice trail off slightly as if they were going to say more, he could only assume that his host had turned to him and was now looking questionably at the blindfold. "Um… what's your name kid?"
"My name's Riku and I don't appreciate being called a kid, I'm twenty… I mean I'm seventeen." Riku could feel his old self rise at the remark made by the man, but it didn't take the awkwardness of saying the age his body was instead of his actual age. "And what are the names of my hosts?" Riku asked a bit cold but less rude.
"I'm Sephiroth and the boy who I had been talking to is Eikichi… now I'm not one to pry into people's lives, well at least not too much, but mind explaining the blindfold?"
"It's a long story, but let's just leave it as I can't see in the light, it hurts my eyes." He then turned through the open doorway closing the door behind himself leaving Sephiroth to do whatever he wished. Searching he found the light switch and promptly shut the lots off. Removing the black cloth he allowed himself to adjust to the lighting and then scanned the room. To the far wall there was a window and a bed, across from the bed against the wall to the left there was a small dresser. The wall with the door held a small and old looking desk. Despite the lack of furniture the room was fairly cramped but as Sephiroth said it would do.
He made his way over to the bed throwing himself upon it as the sheets welcoming embraced him with their warmth as if they had been waiting for him. He soon fell into a deep sleep but the dreams still haunted him.
"You do know that you'll eventually have to turn back correct?"
"Yeah so? What's it to you?"
"Well if you're going to go back to wherever in Eikichi's mind you reside than you may not want to get too comfortable."
"I don't see what you're saying…"
"GET OUT OF MY CHAIR!" Sephiroth took a swing at the spirit in his friend's body but his wrist was caught just moments before it would have made contact with his face.
"Look if I really wanted to I could kill you in the blink of an eye, the only reason I allow you to live is my host seems to like you soo damn much and you don't really bother me. Anyway had you hit me it would be Eikichi feeling it not me." The spirit had a smug look as he said the words. Sephiroth simple glared at the spirit and sat down in another chair not to far away. "So what's the kid's story?"
"First off he is seventeen and doesn't take to kindly to being called a kid. Secondly I have no reason to pry into his life. And thirdly his name is Riku."
"Riku huh… that sounds familiar… strange…." The spirit gave a look of deep thought and suddenly jolted out of his position in the chair, he ran to the new kids room rushing in. He looked over the sleeping body on the bed that turned away from the light. The spirit scanned the boy's body; Long silver hair flowing onto his shoulder blades and down to his mid back, slight muscles still visible from the years before and during his time in Kingdom Hearts. 'No this cannot be! This boy cannot be here! He will be the death of us! Ansem will come for him…' His thoughts however were swatted away from him as an immense pain shot through his body. The clock began to sing with the strike of twelve and he was changing back.
Sephiroth had heard the yells from Riku's room and at first feared the worst but when he got there he was met with the sight of Riku holding up Eikichi back in his normal state.
"What was that all about?" Riku asked still holding the boy.
"I'll explain later lets just get him to where he can lie down and…" A groan cut Sephiroth off as Eikichi began to stir.
"Help… it hurts so much…. I can see…feel it all…. I can see his yellow eyes… please he's killing me…."
Sephiroth picked Eikichi up rushing into the younger boy's room and placing him on the bed. He quickly placed a damp cloth on his head trying to kill the fever his friend had developed. All the while Riku was in shock just repeating what the boy had said… something similar to what he had once said.
Flashback
He had just gotten back, Sora had just come back and Riku was happy with that knowledge but he couldn't help the fear rising in him as he thought of his friend, his love. What if Sora hated him? I mean he did try to kill him. What if he was thrown aside? Surely Sora would be disgusted with him right? But he had been wrong, Sora had welcomed him and even said how he had loved him.
It had been shortly after Riku moved fully back into his parents' house, everything was the same as it had been left all those years ago and he was comfortable with it that way. It was now the middle of the night and Riku had just woken up panting to see Sora's overly concerned face. "It hurts Sora… I can still feel all of it…. All he did to me…. I can still see his yellow eyes……it's like his memory is killing me." Sora had gathered him up in his arms stroking his hair and saying soothing words. They spent that day at Riku's favorite spot in the park having a picnic in hopes of helping him cope.
Remembering such a happy time with Sora brought unwanted tears to his eyes as he remembered the events that had recently happened. Slowly he closed his eyes completely darkening his already dark vision. He let himself fall into the clutches of his grief allowing himself just this once a chance for his self pity to encase him in his own misery.
Meanwhile Sephiroth was intently watching Eikichi, the cursed boy was beginning to come to again. He opened his eyes slightly; "Someone is going to die…" he then fell back into himself going to a place only the spirit and he could see. Sephiroth could only stare in shock and confusion at the boy who was a brother to him.
Yume: well that's all for now I'm pooped… sorry it takes me so long to update but I have problems
Steve: Like we didn't already know that!
Yume: glaring at Steve you are sooooo going to regret that.
Steve: Sure... whatever Yume.
Yume: GRRRR! tackles Steve and begins beating the beep out of him
Tears: Anyway R&R!
