Chapter 20

Riff Raff stood shaking behind the elevator shaft… why was he shaking? He quickly wrapped his arms around himself; he would not allow this pathetic behaviour to continue any longer. He silently cursed Frank-n-Furter, why had he demanded that he hide behind the elevator shaft? Why hadn't he been allowed to leave? Why did he have to witness such a disgusting display? Jealous are we? The treacherous voice of his thoughts quickly added. Riff Raff groaned, slumping down to the floor and brining his hands up to cover his face. No, he wasn't jealous, he couldn't be jealous…it was more of a protective fear he rationalized. He didn't want to see Sophie get hurt, that was all, and he knew all too well how hurtful Frank could be. You would be much more suitable, correct? The voice once again spoke up. Riff Raff slowly lowered his hands from his face and stared at them in shock…since when had he begun to think this way? Was he so detestable that he could not even keep his own emotions centered upon one person? He certainly didn't deserve the love or attention of his sister and yet he asked for more! How far he had fallen.

"Riff Raff can you please stop whatever it is you're doing and return to your work?" Frank called rather tersely from his desk, successfully drawing Riff Raff out of his downward spiral.

"Yes master," Riff Raff replied hollowly, getting up from his place behind the elevator shaft and quickly walking to Frank's side.

Riff Raff stared un-looking at the plans Frank-n-Furter was currently working on, he was still too caught up in what had transpired.

"How did you enjoy the show?" Frank suddenly drawled, putting his work materials down and turning his full attention to Riff Raff.

Riff Raff blanched, what was he to say? The simplest comment could lead to a very bad outcome; the scars on his back served as evidence in supporting his worry.

"Well Riffy, please do share your thoughts," Frank sneered, clearly indicating that he believed them to be rather perverse.

"The display was meant to please you master, therefore I think it was successful," Riff Raff managed to calmly reply.

He watched as Frank-n-Furter mulled over his response and inwardly let out a breath of relief when Frank smiled.

"Well yes it was, wasn't it?" Frank laughed, "And she was fantastic."

Riff Raff's hands momentarily balled into fists at his sides but, catching the action, he quickly released them and looked to Frank-n-Furter to gauge his reaction. Luckily, Frank had returned to his work.

He had to get himself under control and the best way, he reasoned, to do that was to return to the plans for his creation.

Yes, it was indeed his creation, as much as the brilliant doctor – and he was brilliant – liked to claim that he alone had discovered the means to creating life. It had been Riff Raff who had truly done all of the work. The largest contribution Frank had provided were the details for how the life form was to look.

Riff Raff sighed. It had been a very long, hard trial to find the right method of creation. He had spent many months cooped up in the laboratory with Frank breathing down his neck, yet he had managed to find the spark to life.

Frank-n-Furter had claimed that it was a mere accident that had caused the discovery but he knew better. It had been his own meticulous calculations that had unfolded the elusive secret.

Drawing out of his thoughts, Riff Raff focused in on what his master was currently working on. He seemed to be sketching something in rapt detail. Upon further inspection, Riff Raff was able to note that it was a pair of eyes. Yes, if he recalled correctly, it was the eyes that they were still missing. Frank-n-Furter had been most particular about the eyes, already discarding over a dozen that Riff Raff had managed to procure for him. Riff Raff continued to watch Frank draw, one thing he had found that the doctor was truly skilled at. He watched as he added thick, black eyelashes, watched as he added large, innocent pupils, watched as he added a round, light iris, watched until he recognized the eyes and gasped.

It was Sophie's eyes that he was drawing.

"Aren't they lovely?" Frank asked upon hearing Riff Raff's gasp of recognition.

"You can't take them," Riff Raff stated before he could stop himself.

"I can't?" Frank-n-Furter replied, a dangerous edge in his voice.

Riff Raff stood frozen, what had possessed him to say that?

"Now why can't I Riffy dear?" Frank purred, getting up from his seat to stand directly behind Riff Raff.

"You can't take them before you have her, can you?" Riff Raff amended, hoping that his statement would be enough to correct his grievous error.

"That's what I thought," Frank whispered into his ear, causing Riff Raff to shiver with repulsion.

Frank-n-Furter began to pace around the room, clearly in deep contemplation.

"I shan't kill her, you know," he suddenly stated, "I won't ever hurt her."

Riff Raff was silent, he knew his master had a terrible temper, was exceedingly selfish, manipulative, and was a terrible fiend at times, yet he also knew how compassionate a man he could be.

Oh how he resented him.

Oh how he hated himself for allowing Frank-n-Furter redemption.

But he had to, had to trust and believe that he would not willingly hurt Sophie. His sanity demanded it.

Frank-n-Furter returned to his seat and began to once more look at the plans. He seemed unable to concentrate though, and within a few minutes he let out a great sigh and turned his chair to face Riff Raff.

"I am no longer able to concentrate thanks to your pathetic outburst, you may leave for the day." Frank snapped, massaging his temples.

"Yes master," Riff Raff responded, turning to leave.

"Send Columbia up please," Frank called after his retreating figure.

"Yes master."

"Oh, and Riff Raff," the tone of his voice causing Riff Raff to pause, "She is mine."

Riff Raff continued to the elevator. He knew she was to be his, he had known from the start, so why did his words grate upon every fiber of his being?

Slamming the gate of the lift he descended to the main floor of the castle, forcing himself to think solely of his goal of finding Columbia.

He was not prepared for what awaited him and was thus surprised to come face to face with Magenta upon exiting the elevator.

"Hello my dear sister," Riff Raff began, smiling.

"Ve need to talk," Magenta replied, successfully wiping the smile off his face.

"Yes I do believe we do," he drawled, looking at the floor.

Riff Raff had hoped to avoid this conversation but now he knew it was inevitable. He braced himself for the heartbreak to come.

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Author's note or well at least something similar.

I just wish to thank everyone who has been reading my fanfiction thus far, I appreciate it far more than I can express!

I also wish to state that reviews are extremely welcome, I wish to know what you would like to see or if you have any critiques of my writing that I can improve upon!

Thank you all very much!