Sora awoke staring at a ceiling he knew well but was not his. He hurt like hell and when he tried to call the keyblade, it wouldn't come. He was about to try again, when Riku entered the room.
"Sora!" Riku rushed to said boy's side and sat on the bed beside him. "Sora are you alright?"
"I-" Sora attempted to get up.
"Not yet Sora." Riku said as he placed a hand on Sora's chest to stop him from rising. "You're still too weak. Get some rest." Riku started to leave but Sora's hand on his arm stopped him.
"Don't leave me alone Riku." Sora pleaded
"I'll stay here then." Riku climbed in next to Sora and wrapped his arm around the slightly younger boy. "I'll be right here, you won't be alone."
"That's Riku."
"Anything for you, Sora."
When Sora woke up the next time, Riku was still there but fast asleep. The sight of Riku's sleeping face beside him made Sora lose what little breath he had in the form of Riku's name. He felt heat rise into his cheeks and his heart beat faster. He could hear Riku's voice in his head and his mind took him far away from his pain and memories of violation and into a land of imaginings and friends. A land of dreams.