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Shattering Hearts

Riku had kept the voice a secret from Sora and Kairi the rest of the week. He wasn't even sure that he heard it himself. It could have just been the wind from an open window. Yeah someone must have been talking outside and the wind caught the voice and made it into the classroom. There was an open window that day right?
Riku collapsed on his bed. He knew that hearing voices wasn't a good sign even for someone who's walked in darkness before. He pulled his book bag onto his bed and busied himself with the mounds of homework his teachers liked to give.

An hour had passed and not much homework had gotten done. He was feeling anxious and he couldn't figure out why. He didn't have any tests coming up, nor was it the amount of homework he had. This amount was nothing compared to what he had when they returned. The homework was forgotten as he pushed himself off of his bed.

He hadn't had the chance to work out lately so that must be why. He has been so focused with school and sedentary that his body just needed to get rid of some extra energy. So he changed into some clothes he could run in.

Descending the stairs he made his way into the kitchen to get a bottle of water as his mother walked in from the back.

"I'm going on a run, I'll be home for supper!" Riku said grabbing water and his shoes which were quickly slipped on and out the door he went.

He didn't plan on making it a long run just around his block or until his nerves calmed down. After a quick stretch he headed down the road. Sadly his run wasn't a short as he thought it was going to be. At first he ran around his block, three times and his nerves still had him on edge. Before he knew it he had ran around the entire island twice. By the time he was jogging home the stars had come out. His nerves still weren't any better by the time he was running down his street. Throughout his run Riku hadn't come to a conclusion to what had him on edge.

Lost in his thought he didn't see the person walk out in front of him and the two collided. Riku managed to stay on his feet as the other fell.

"Watch where you're going idiot!" Riku snapped before continuing on his run. That idiot should have seen him coming and gotten out of his way! He couldn't stand some of the people that were on this island. So narrow minded and ignorant to everything else that was going on outside of this small island. They should be thanking him for all he's done-.

Riku paused at his front door.

Where did all that come from? He was never that angry before. He rubbed his sore head as he walked in the house, maybe all that running wasn't a good idea.

"Riku! Where have you been!? Do you have any idea how worried we were about you!" Riku's mom said the moment he stepped foot into his house. "Do you have any idea what time it is?"

His anger once more flared up as his faced his mother. Her turquoise eyes were full of worry. As her shoulder-length gray hair was tossed around. She had a bad habit of messing with her hair when she was worried.

Yet his father was staring at him with disapproval written clearly across his face. His green eyes were cold and his salt and pepper hair looked like it's had a hand run through once or twice.

"I told you I was going on a run mom! I just needed some time to think. Besides I'm more than capable of taking care of myself there was no need for you two to worry about me!" He shook his head, his chest was hurting. "I've taken care of myself before I don't need you two to do that." Riku ignored the hurt look in his mother's eyes and ran up to his room.

He reached his room and shut the door with slam. The feeling of anger was overwhelming and he couldn't understand why he was so angry. As soon as he addressed his anger it was gone. Riku looked at his clenched hands, this anger wasn't his. Never before did he consider himself an angry person. Anger was something along with his darkness he had under control. The chest pains were fading but something set heavy in his stomach. Something was wrong with him. He needed to contact the King.