Short chapter, sorry. But this leads to the final chapter. D:

Haha..

Oiiii which reminds me, but has nothing to do with anything I just talked about. Got a DeviantArt account-- and got to wondering if anyone who reviews draws KH stuff.. I wanna see if you do! x3 Put it in your review if you do. n-n

Disclaimer: Don't own KH.

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Sora grinded his teeth together, tapping his fingers on the bathroom cabinet.

Okay..

His mind was in a complete jumble. This was real. Even Riku could see it. Sora looked at himself in the mirror, face getting paler by the second. This was so wrong.. He shuddered, rubbing his forehead with his fingers.

Wait a minute..

It was obvious! He was dreaming! Sora nodded to himself, trying to believe it. But.. What was the only way you could tell you weren't dreaming…

"Feeling pain.." He mumbled, nodding to himself in the mirror again. He was trying to keep his sanity as best he could. He turned around, pulling his shirt over his head and tossing it to the floor.

He turned, craning his neck to see his back. His eyes widened at the grotesque sight once more.

All the flesh on his back looked as if it had been knocked off-- rotted, even. It wasn't bleeding, but it stung to no end. Underneath the giant clumps that were missing was the weirdest part, bones. Black, long bones that sort of curved underneath the rotted skin. The bones were partly covered in a fuzzy feeling under skin, that felt cool to the touch.

Sora counted in his head for a second, gripping one of the bloody looking torn parts between two of his fingers. He inhaled for a minute, and then slowly started ripping it off, a slow agonizing wail came from his mouth, but it didn't take any edge off the feeling.

The skin continued peeling until it got to his stomach, where he finally ripped it completely off, biting his tongue to keep from screaming.

It was like peeling wallpaper, He thought with a shiver. Sora was making himself sicker by the second, staring in the mirror as tiny droplets of blood began to form around the edges of the tears in along the torn skin.

He closed his eyes, shivering as he dropped the long layer of skin onto the floor.

This was enough… He had to get to the warehouse. He had to find out why all these insane, disturbing things were happening, and how to fix himself.. Or..

He shook his head, dispersing the thought. Slipping the shirt back over his head, he unlocked the bathroom door and practically ran to the front door, only to be face to face with the now more corpse-looking then ever old man.

He had a funny smile on his face, clawing at the glass paneling on the door.

Sora automatically flipped out, and turned from the door, running towards the back. He could leave through the backyard, head through the graveyard and…

"SORA!" Riku yelled, tackling him to the ground and pinning down his arms.

"Let go, now! I have to go, or--"

"Stop, alright?" Riku growled, not easing his grip in the least. "You've just got to stay calm-- I don't know the emergency numbers, and you've gotta tell me them, right now." He commanded, eyes narrowing.

"Get the hell off!" Sora snarled, wriggling under his grasp. "They can't help me, can you not understand?! I have to fix it--"

"Quit!" Riku said shrilly, eyes looking afraid in a way. "Y-..you don't know that! They might.." He trailed off, staring at Sora pitifully.

"Riku, you know they can't! Dammit, let go!" Sora hissed, still struggling.

The silver haired boy was quiet for a moment, eyes turning from Sora. He felt sick, knowing he probably couldn't help, but.. He didn't want the him to venture off on his own, who knows what'd happen? Something else like this.. He gulped.

"Just.. Please, don't leave, okay..?" Riku pleaded, releasing his grip.

Sora scrambled to his feet, moving his hands along the places where Riku had gripped him so fiercely.

"Riku.." He said softly, not looking at him.

"I can't stay here. I have to leave now, before it's to late and I can't fix what's going on.. You've just got to stay here--"

"I'll go with you," Riku said angrily, crossing his arms.

Sora was silent for a moment, now looking at his feet. "I.. Promised Namine I wouldn't let anything happen to her.." His voice trailed off, then he looked at Riku harshly. "And she died. I can't let you die again, too. I think I have to face this alone."

"What if I follow you? Huh? Then what will you do?" Riku said, glowering.

"You won't follow me.." Sora said simply, behind his back gripping a lamp.

"What the hell? You can't just leave Sora, I.. I.." He stopped, trying to fight the blush creeping up on him.

Sora whacked Riku over the head with the lamp, careful to catch him. "I'm sorry.." He mumbled under his breath.

"I broke my promise to Namine, but I'm sure she wouldn't want her irrational obsessed brother killed again.." He almost smiled, laying Riku on the couch.

"Atavan," He said loudly, and the dog walked in the room with its' head down. "Take care of him." Sora said quietly, feeling stupid for talking to the dog.

He opened the backdoor, quickly hopping the fence and heading for the graveyard-- From there, he'd make a detour to the fields-- finding the exact one.

He balled his hands into fists, running faster then ever. Not only would he fix himself-- He'd get revenge for Namine, Riku's whole family.

No one would stop him.

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