Alrighty, here it is. The next update. I appreciate those who took the time to review for me, alas even if this wasn't as many reviews as I wanted, I'm so bored I just felt like updating. But, eleven was pretty close. D:
Haha.
Alright. This chapter isn't all about the lunch with Kairi-- This is where the final part of the plot takes off, and you learn why everything happens etc, in the next few chapters.
ANDDDDD Before you despise Kairi, want to hack her head off, and more gruesome violence, she's the one that truly helps everyone in the end. AND SO-- yeah.. Character depth right thar.. xD
It's so odd to be this close to finishing. Well, anyway, thanks to all who've stayed reviewing/reading/faving, and I love how many people like the story.
Hope to see at least a few reviews in this chapter.. Hahaha.. Although I bet I get tons of reviews at the ending of the story going.. "WTF ARE YOU ON?!"
xDDDD
Disclaimer: Don't own…
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The pair entered the restaurant, Sora in the lead with a small grin on his face. Riku, however, looked as if doomsday had just happened and millions of flesh eating cannibals were surrounding him, along with venomous snakes, scorpions, starving dogs, trigger happy hobos---
"Riku, sit down," Sora said, rolling his eyes.
Kairi stared at the tall silver headed boy, who had been standing up for the past two minutes, thinking about all this in his head. And now, the worst had come.
The evil bitch.
Kairi.
"So Sora, uhm.. Who's your friend?" Kairi said, nodding towards Riku, who had a death grip on his knife in case she got too close.
"This," Sora said, elbowing Riku in the ribs, "Is Riku. He's new in town, a uhm.. Well, never mind.. He just got back in town, uh yeah." Sora nodded. Well, it wasn't a total lie, right?
"Riiiight," Kairi said, a cheesy fake smile on her face.
"Uh, y-yeah.." Sora said, scratching the back of his head.
The waitress arrived, and then eyed Kairi and Sora for a moment, running from the table fairly quickly.
"Alright, so uhhm, Sora.." Kairi said, smile still on her face. "Look, remember last week? I was just really mad, is all. But, I do love the new shirt you got me. I never really meant to be such a---"
"Selfish whore." Riku mumbled, a small smile reaching his face.
Kairi stopped, her mouth agape.
Riku shrugged, an innocent look on his face. "What?" He asked coyly, clinging to Sora's hand underneath the table.
Sora pulled away, a funny look on his face.
"Anyway.." Kairi started, sending a death glare in Riku's direction. "I am sorry, really. I didn't mean to act like that."
Sora nodded understandingly, putting his elbows on the table, head resting on his hands.
"So.. Sora, anything interesting happen lately?" She said, now ignoring Riku.
"Uhh.. Oh, eh. A lot of stuff.. Just.. The normal.." He said, gritting his teeth.
The waiter came up to the table, a nervous smile on his face. "Hello, what can I get you to drink?" He asked.
"Sprite." Sora replied.
"Pepsi.." Riku said, staring dully.
"Diet coke, please." Kairi said, smiling.
The waiter nodded, and walked off.
"Diet coke?" Riku asked casually, a smirk on his face.
"Yes," She said huffily. "Why?"
"You're already so--"
Sora elbowed him in the ribs again, sending him a death glare.
"What?" He said, shrugging his shoulders at Sora.
"Riku has to go to the bathroom, you'll have to excuse him." Sora said darkly, shoving Riku out of the booth.
The silver-haired boy rolled his eyes and walked away, dissatisfied.
"Wow, some great friend you have there, Sora." Kairi said, a hateful look on her small framed face. "At first, I thought he'd be kind like you, but he's a stupid punk. Why do you choose such crappy friends, Sora? Does he walk all over you like he is now?"
"He's not so bad.." Sora said hastily. "I mean, a little rough around the edges, but.. He can be really kind at times, you know?"
"Doubt it." Kairi muttered, eyes narrowed.
Sora shuffled in his seat uncomfortably, looking around.
"I want to be closer to you, but the way you pick your friends.. I don't know anymore.." Kairi said, with a small shrug.
Sora looked up hopefully, but a frown was on his face. "What do you mean?" He asked.
"I just mean, if you hang out with freaks like that, eventually they rub off on you. You need to stick close to kind people in this time of your life, Sora. People you can trust."
"I can trust him." Sora argued, a little annoyed at where this conversation was going. "I'm not going to just ditch him, he's been a good friend to me when I've needed him."
Kairi nodded, but a childish smirk came onto her face.
"What?" Sora asked, blue eyes now locked with hers.
"Are you two.. You know.." She sniggered. "What the hell, this is too good. People like him Sora, don't belong in this town. I'll admit it, I had doubts about you when I heard you used to hang out with Leon and Cloud, but c'mon.. You know what happens to people like them?"
Riku came back to the table, plopping down on the booth. "Hope I was interrupting something," He smirked, staring into her green eyes with a look of hate.
"Riku," Kairi said innocently. "Why do you hate me so much?"
"Don't be such a spoiled brat. Not everything's about you, you know." He smiled spitefully.
"Don't be such a faggot. You can't tell he likes me more than you, can you? Is that why you're so jealous?" She tilted her head, the malicious smile growing.
"I don't think he'd like to get herpes," Riku said, eyes full of mock concern.
"Shut up," She hissed, edging off her seat, nearing him.
"Make me, bitch." He said, a cruel snicker as she tried to slap him.
"Stop!" Sora said angrily, slamming his hands on the table.
The restaurant was quiet, all looking towards the table.
Riku and Kairi turned to Sora, blank looks on their faces.
"I uh mean.. Stop that uhm.. Elevator music playing.. It's getting on my uhm.. Nerves?" He tried to make a quick save and failed horribly, and then hid his face in his arms.
Kairi and Riku both looked concerned for a minute, then looked at each other again.
"Sora needs a girl in his life, Riku. Someone who can help him along what he's going through, make him feel happy again. You, well.." She giggled. "Can't do any of that. I worry about him almost every day, wondering if he's alright. I doubt you do that."
Riku glared at her, digging his fingernails into the flesh of his hand.
"You never did anything for him before, did you?" He smirked. "What makes you think you could help anyone but yourself?"
"Well," She said, getting irritated. "For one, I was the one who called the police when he fell into the building next to the school. Of course, you weren't there, were you?" She smiled, thinking she'd won this round.
"How do you know that for sure?" Riku grinned, locking eyes with her once again.
"What the hell, freak! You weren't even in town apparently, so shut up!"
Riku snorted, and the waiter brought their drinks, setting them down in a hurry and walking off.
Kairi took a sip of her soda, then glared as Riku watched her. "Do you get off by watching me, or something?"
"Enjoying that diet coke, you boney slut?" He smirked. "Do you make yourself throw up every night to get that skinny, or do you just never eat?"
The red-headed girl glared daggers at him. "Shut. Up."
"Did I hit a weak point on you? Poor, poor girl.." He said, tilting his head and puckering his lips.
She snarled, and was very quiet for a moment.
"I'm sorry Sora, but it appears I have to go. I'll try and meet up with you again, when you don't have this so called friend around."
She smiled in Sora's direction, then slapped Riku across the face, digging her nails into his cheek.
"Whore!" He yelled, stalking off out of the restaurant in another door. He never wanted to be around her AGAIN. EVER.
Sora sighed pitifully, setting a five dollar bill on the table. He left the restaurant slower than the other two, a melancholy feeling in his heart.
Kairi was right, in a way.
He'd have to choose. Either Riku or Kairi… Riku was so.. Possessive.. It was very intimidating for the brown headed boy, who was tiny compared to him.
Or, Kairi. Alright, she was equally possessive, maybe a bit cruel at times. But.. She did have enough heart inside her to call the cops to get him out of the warehouse.. but she had made that comment about Cloud and Leon.. He shook his head.
Riku was so insane around Kairi, would he even allow him to have friends? Would it get to the point where he got so possessive of him, he kept him from all outside contact?
Kairi on the other hand, would probably be extremely demanding of him, for clothes, fancy things…
Sora sighed, trying to shake the thoughts away as he entered one of the back alleys of the city. Although it could be sometimes creepy, considering almost no one ever walked by these places, it was a lot easier to get home.
The spiky headed boy turned down an alley, and a tall man approached him. "Excuse me, son." The man said, tipping his hat. "But I seem to have lost my wallet. You haven't seen it, have you?"
Sora shook his head. "Uhm.. No sir," He shrugged. "But, I'll help you look, I guess.."
"Thank you kindly, boy. It's probably down this alley, somewhere." The man said, returning in the alley.
Sora looked along the ground looking behind some trashcans for a moment. He paused, kneeling down. An old leather wallet was on the street, and he picked it up.
"Is this it--" He stopped, looking around.
The man was gone.
"Sir?" Sora called out, "I've found it, I think." He blinked, looking up and down the alley, hesitating. "Sir..?" He said once more, and he turned around to the mouth of the alley in case he would've walked past him and went down another.
"Oh, that's wonderful… My boy.." Came a tired sounding voice from behind him.
Sora turned around, staring at the man. He was shaking violently, clothes torn and feet slowly shuffling along towards Sora, and then stopped, face veiled by the shadow of his hat.
"If you could just… bring it over here.." The voice continued, frail and pathetic.
Sora shrugged. "Oh uhm.. Alright." He walked towards him cautiously, and then stopped a foot before him.
"Here it is," He said, putting it near him. The man clamped his old hand on Sora's wrist, slowly pulling the wallet from his grasp.
Sora struggled against the man's hold, unable to movie.
"You've gotten something on it.." The man said angrily, looking upwards at Sora, all flesh torn away from the front of his mouth, reveling yellow colored teeth.
Sora's eyes widened. This man was obviously sick, why hadn't he noticed it before?! "Le.. Let, go, alright? I can get you to a hospital, just let go!"
"You ruined it, you horrible bastard!" He screamed, blood dripping from his chin. A maggot crawled through the flesh of his cheek.
"You sick, sick, sick little freak! I'll make you pay!" He yelled, slamming his fist across Sora's face, the boy hitting some trashcans against the alley wall.
The shuffling of the man's feet came closer, and stopped suddenly, heaving breathing subsided. Something clopped against the ground of the alley, and then there was silence.
Sora breathed in and out a few times, trying to be sure if he really wanted to open his eyes. He swallowed hard, and then did. The familiar pitter patter of rain hit the ground, and a small folded wallet lay inches from his feet.
The brown headed boy looking around to make sure the old man was gone, but strangely, there was no evidence he'd even been in the alley. The way he shuffled his feet, there at least would've been a trace in the dirt around here or something.
He held his breath, eyes now locked on the wallet. Leaning forward his fingers slowly touched the brim of the leather, and…
Nothing.
He chuckled for a minute, and grabbed a hold of it.
"MONSTER! THEIF! THERE YOU ARE!" He heard the old man scream, and once Sora looked up, at the front of the alley the old man stood, laughing manically.
"What the hell?!" Sora yelled, jumping up, pocketing the wallet.
The old man began to run at him, and Sora's mind went into shock for about two seconds, before he turned around and ran. Ran as fast as his legs would carry him, and that was pretty damn fast.
He wasn't going to stop until he got home. There was no way he would stop. His lungs began to burn, but he continued, rain pelting him in the face, and the ever present sound of the old man's shoes clopping on the sidewalk.
Sora reached his driveway, and ran straight into the front door, practically ripping it off the hinges and slamming it shut. He locked it three times and ran to the living room, panting for breath.
Riku stood up from a chair, Atavan following.
"Where'd you get the bruise?" Riku asked, prodding the side of Sora's face with his finger. Sora winced, moving backwards.
"He.. He.. Was.." Sora said breathlessly, eyes wide and fear wracking through his body.
Atavan's ears perked up, and he let out a low growl, walking towards the door.
"NO! NO GET AWAY FROM IT!" Sora shrieked, scrambling to get upstairs, and tripping on a chair.
Riku stared, then turned to the door. "What's wrong?" Sora's hand clutched Riku's pant leg, and he looked at him pleadingly.
"Don't go… Just, stay here.." Sora said, shaking.
"I just want to see who it is.. Is it the guy who hit you?" Riku said angrily, pulling from Sora's grasp and stalking towards the door. He unlocked it and opened it, looking around for a couple minutes.
No one.
He looked down, seeing a few droplets of blood. He cocked a brow, looking at the mat. Riku leaned down and picked up a box, shutting the door and locking it in silence.
He walked into the living room, now sitting next to Sora who'd moved back there for 'cover'. He turned the box along in his fingers, a strange look on his face.
Riku sat it down next to him, then held turned to Sora, looking at the bruise. He cupped the side of Sora's face in his hand, tilting his head. "It looks like it hurts pretty bad.. I'm sorry I walked out on you. If you ever see that guy again, he'll be a dead man walking when I get through with him.."
Sora gulped at the mention of dead, and as he did, raised his head. Riku lifted up the boy's spiky hair, and stared along at his neck.
"Wha?" He said, and he lifted up the back of his shirt.
"Riku!" Sora yelped, eyes widening at the sudden touch of his cold fingers on his back.
"Quit it, let go of my shirt!" He commanded, trying to move away, only to be stopped by Riku's grip on his arm.
"What.. Is this?" Riku asked, voice flat and afraid.
His fingers traced along on the skin, becoming more shaky by the minute.
"I fell.. It's no big deal, okay?"
Riku's grip tightened on Sora's arm, the older boy looking pale. "You.. Don't get stuff like this from falling… Just, just sit here, alright? Just.. Stay.. Everything will be okay.."
Riku stood up shakily, heading towards the phone.
"Riku? I just fell! It's just bruises, no big deal!"
The silver haired boy shuddered, shaking his head. "No! Just.. Sit there! Now!"
Sora stared wide-eyed. "I can't believe this! Stop acting like I'm a kid, they're just bruises, alright!" Sora stumbled off for the bathroom, slamming the door.
He lifted up the back of his shirt, grabbing his mom's small mirror to see wy they bothered Riku so much.
What he saw made him dropped the mirror, shattering it to pieces. He shuddered, eyes widening, fingers touching his skin.
His stomach lurched, and he vomited in the toilet for about thirty seconds, before shivering.
Why.. Was there…?
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