Tke: I was actually in my summer school English class when this came to mind…
Riku: moron, you're taking summer school
Tke: bite me.
Riku: flips off
Tke: besides, you're dead.
Riku: NANI?!!? WHEN!?
Tke: sighs mockingly haven't you read the summary?
Riku: WTF?!
Tke: well, I don't own Kingdom Hearts or anything unless I say so. I don't own Family Guy either.
Riku: YOU MOTHER FUCKER!!!
Tke: cheerfully let's get started!!
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Title: Death Is Only One Stop Sign
Authoress: Tysonkaiexperiment
Couplings: RikuSora, AxelRoxas, Tidus Selphie
Warnings: yaoi, suicide, rape, violence, cussing
Summary: Riku Umino always had a crush on Sora Kaze, and he plans on telling him. But how can he tell him… if Riku's been dead for years?
Funny Notes: Actually, while writing the second scene, I got half way through writing it when the Halloween Town song started to play on my computer from my Kingdom Hearts CD. Fate? I think so.
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"I'm sorry Riku…"Violet eyes gazed back with a quiet sadness.
"I… understand…"
Aqua eyes shut tightly as the red haired girl reached out for him.
"Please don't touch me…"
Her slightly tanned hand moved back to her mouth, to conceal her frown. "Sorry…" she whispered again before disappearing as the school bell rang again.
Aqua eyes opened slightly, glimmering tears showing down pale cheeks. The wind blew across the courtyard, swaying his silver hair as he sobbed. His black, button-up school uniform told it's own tale of depression as it moved closer to his body for warmth.
There was only one thing to do…
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SCCCCCRRREEEEECCCCCCCCCHHHHHHHHH.
Scurry and shuffling of shoes. Tires screeching to a halt after people jumped from vans. Cameras ran passed, trying to reach the certain point in which students, teachers, and bystanders alike stood in horror and fear.
Everyone's light in life.
Popular, innocent and kind Riku Umino.
Was dead.
Suicide.
The silver haired beauty had hung himself on the largest tree at school with a jump rope.
Besides the tree, in a police officers arms sat a sobbing and yelling red haired girl. Kairi Hitakate, Riku's best friend and secret crush, was taking it just as hard as the Umino parents.
"I should've said YES!!" The girl sobbed over and over again. Tears falling eagerly and onto the dirt ground below them. Mrs. Umino was no better off, crying and wailing because her son wasn't as happy as she thought he was. Mr. Umino, a rather weak-stomached man, turned immediately, not willing to stand and see his son dead like this.
Everyone stood, unable to fully stomach the sight.
Destiny Island's favorite ball of light…
Was gone…
Forever…
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February 21, 1980 was the day of the funeral.
Seventeen-year-old Riku Umino would sleep forever, never to see the light of day again. Never to see how handsome he would grow to be. Never to see how everything changed around him. It wasn't until half a year later when everyone smiled, when things settled in. For truth, no one had gotten over Riku's death. However they knew he still stayed-spirit form or not.
He'd always be helping finding things for his parents and leaving them out in the open like the coffee table or their bed if they needed it.
Riku loved to spend time at his old house, even after his parents died and moved on.
That was until Riku meet the one person who could change his life forever.
The apparition chuckled to itself, if it had a life, that was.
With no more than a swish of wind, the spirit faded from sight.
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TEN YEARS LATER…'What an old house…' Quickly came the thought from Sora Kaze, the newest teen to Destiny Islands. The sixteen year old glanced at the house with a small smile. However old, the mansion-like house was still beautiful.
"Hey Sora!! Move those boxes in!!" Came the call from Roxas Kaze, Sora's fifteen-year-old twin brother that was already on the front porch. Last night Sora had turned sixteen, and his brother still had another hour until he was considered 'born', so he had to wait to be sixteen. Unlike others, they were very dedicated to the time they were born.
"New around here?"
Sora turned his head, he smiled slowly, "Yes, and you are?"
The beautiful red head smiled, violet eyes twinkling with a slight sadness to them, "Kairi Hitakate. 26. I live right next door."
Sora blinked, the lady was lovely for her age. Slim body, perfect curves, thin face, responsible yet kind attitude. Sora would really have gone for her if not for two problems. He didn't care for older women, and he was rather… gay.
Sora's last boyfriend, Tidus, still loved him a lot, and in return did Sora. However, with moving, they decided they didn't want a full long distance relationship. But they both knew they loved each other still, a lot. "Sora Kaze. 16. Here Now."
Kairi laughed lightly at his words, "Yes, I suppose so."
Roxas came out of the house, slightly pale, "T-there was a THING in the dresser!!"
Sora blinked questionably and Kairi let out a laugh.
"It must have been Riku, welcoming you."
Sora blinked again, obviously confused, "Riku?"
Kairi still had a smile on her face, but she looked sad, as if in pain, "Once my best friend, he had a secret crush on me and told me before he died."
Silence.
"If you don't mind me asking, Mrs…" Roxas cut in.
"Kairi." She offered.
"Kairi, how did he die?"
Her smile became even sadder, "I didn't have the same feelings he did for me… I told him I was deeply sorry… he committed suicide…"
"Well, Sora can handle him." Roxas answered.
"Oh?" Came Kairi's voice.
"Sora's got physic powers, he's helped the cops loads of times. That's why we're here now, to help the cops."
A small smirk came to her face, "If he's got the power, what do you do?"
Roxas smirked back, "I'm an artist, Sora can just grab my arm or shoulder, I can see what he's seeing or feeling, and I can sketch it out. If you haven't noticed, we're twins."
Kairi noticed her daughter off in the distance, "My daughter is calling me, maybe you can become friends. Her name is Naminé please be kind with her. I must leave."
Sora and Roxas both gave salesmen smiles, "Of course Kairi." They answered in union, their matched voices answering politely.
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The spirit almost doubled over in laughter, the blond kid ran out of his house so fast it was pure entertainment.
Suddenly he could see the blond kid walk in, flashlight in hand, to glance where he'd seen the 'monster' come out. "It was right there Sora."
The silver-haired spirit chuckled, the blond kid was cute, but wasn't his type. Not at all. Besides, he wasn't gay; he had crushed on Kairi, hadn't he?
Suddenly footsteps followed, walking into another room, "It's not too bad in here."
Aqua eyes narrowed dangerously, the spirit lowered itself to the room below-the kitchen- and stared intently at the person.
The person had short, spiky brown hair and wore black, black, and more black. His back was turned and he scratched his head as if trying to figure something out.
The spirit used its powers to pick up six knives; he'd scare this brat for sure! Using his ghostly powers, the spirit's knives lunged towards the person the spirit didn't know.
With a flash the person turned, holding out his hand freely. The knives zipped back where they came, turning, and logging themselves in the wall right behind the spirit. The knives went in a complete circle on each side of his head, from one side of the neck to the other—evenly and perfectly spaced. The spirit pressing itself against the wall, eyes wide, with good reason too.
The boy had somehow zipped across the kitchen and had one hand-right- on a handle of a knife, the boy's eyes staring deeply into the spirit's aqua.
The silver haired spirit didn't even think Kairi could reach this level of beauty.
Soft brown cinnamon locks defying gravity as they mixed with themselves and played happily. Ocean-hue eyes boring hardly into the spirit's aqua, even though the spirit knew he couldn't be seen. Tanned skin that seemed endlessly kissed by the sun hidden in a short-sleeved black shirt, baggy black pants that ended at his ankles, black combat boots, black fingerless gloves, and a black jacket wrapped around his waist. Through all the black, the lithe figure of the boy could be seen—narrow shoulders, slim waist, and lithe build. This boy was made for speed and agility.
"I may not be able to see you." Came the quiet whisper from the beauty, the spirit let out a gasp at the angelic voice, "But I can easily feel your shock and sadness."
"Sora?" The blond the spirit scared earlier poked his head through the door.
Sora… what a perfect name to a perfect creature…
"Yeah?"
"Whoa!! What happened to the knives?!" The blonde ran over to examine.
The spirit noted that the two looked similar, twins maybe? Except this one was blond, soft slight hair flopping into his face and eyes. Deep sapphire eyes mixed with confusion and awe. Skin lightly bronzed—a beach tan. The boy wore a blood red short-sleeved shirt that almost went to his knees. Tight black pants fitted loosely and bunched up at the shins. Black sneakers-vaans— with white stripes. A black wristband on the right wrist with Stewie from Family Guy on it and white writing reading 'Damn you, Imbeciles!' on it—a rather popular item. The lithe body had obvious muscles. This boy built for strength and power.
Currently, they looked almost exactly the same, but there was something about the brunette that wouldn't leave the spirit alone.
"Hey, remember what Kairi said about that spirit boy? Riku?" The blond asked.
The spirit blinked, Kairi had told them about him?
"What about him?"
"You think he just attacked you?"
The spirit stared deeply at the brunette beauty, would he be lucky enough? Would he be so lucky to hear the beauty speak his name from those red, petal soft lips?
"He must be testing us I guess, go finish unpacking."
The spirit sighed dejectedly.
"Right." The blond left.
"I sense despair…" The brunette put them back in the same position, the spirit up against the wall and Sora leaning in close. So close the living boy's nose almost touched the spirit boy's nose, "You wanted me to say something… Riku?"
The spirit tried to hold down it's gasp, its name emitting from those lips like silk.
With a quick gust of wind, Sora was left alone in the kitchen; the spirit heading towards it's base—the attic.
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Why?
WHY??
The spirit placed a hand to his chest, where it's heart would have been. The spirit, now recognized as Riku, let out a shaky breath under his red face.
He was dead, yet he felt the rapid thumping of what he knew as his heart. Just one glance at Sora and Riku's 'heart' had beaten faster than it ever had with Kairi.
The pain, there was so much pain. And yet, at the same time, so much pleasure.
Pain to know Sora couldn't see him.
Pain to know he was dead and Sora was alive.
Pain to know Sora would never look at a ghost like that.
But it all came with the flag of pleasure.
Pleasure to know he could watch Sora anywhere from sleeping, to wet dreams, the shower, to doing hard labor and sweating…
Pleasure to know Sora could at least feel him and his emotions.
Pleasure to know Sora wasn't scared of him.
The spirit smiled happily, his mind made up.
Sora he could love, and even if he wasn't, still feel loved in return.
He would guard Sora as best as he could.
After all, he was in love.
Again.
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Tke: … I like this story…
Riku: I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU!!
Tke: please review!! Reviewers get ice cream!! I'm in the mood for some but we don't have any… crap… Oh well…