I'M LATE!! Gah!! I'm sooo sorry. I have many reasons, though they're all not very good. The weather here has been BEAUTIFUL, so I've been itching to spend time outside... I took my lap top outside and was distracted by my neighbors' chickens (I ended up chasing them with a friend)...then came the magickal thing called DDR...then came food...then came Digimon (DON'T JUDGE ME!! lolz) fanfics...then came sleep... Then I woke up this morning and wrote a bit...then went outside and took a walk...watched the race 'cause it was at Bristol...watched a bunch of KH parodies on youtube...watched Imogen Heap vids on youtube...took a spontaneous trip to Blockbuster and got sidetracked by the summit on the way home, which was followed by a bunch of effing around and throwing rocks off the side of a mountain...then...after all that...I came home and decided that I should finally finish this chapter... So...I wrote about three pages of this chapter today while the other five were written over the course of the week... Good times...

So yeah...there's my excuses... Lame? Yesh...but whatver. This is the first year I've actually wanted to be outside instead of stuck behind a computer screen, so sue me...

Anywho...ready for one more peek into Riku's mind before we wrap this baby up? ::looks around:: Well…I hope so 'cause that's what y'all are gonna get. Hehe…

Enjoy!…

WARNINGS: language...and I think that's really the only thing...

Disclaimer: the characters and worlds of Kingdom Hearts belong to Square Enix and Disney…

"Well, it's hard to explain
But I'll try if you let me
Well, it's hard to sustain
I'll cry if you let me.

This doesn't change the way I feel
About you or your place in my life (please don't cry)
Can't you see I'm dying here?
A shot of broken heart that is chased with fear?

Angels cry
When stars collide
I can't eat
And I can't breathe
I wouldn't want it any other way…"

—"Angels Cry" The Red Jumpsuit Apparatus…

((Another Side, Another Story))
Angels Cry…

It didn't take long for Sora to fall asleep after we were finished. I held him tight in my arms until I heard his breath even out. When he started to snore cutely, I smiled and gently pried myself away from him so I could stand and assess the situation.

The first thing I needed to do was clean us up. With a small glance back at the still slumbering Sora, I went to the kitchen and dug around in the drawers until I found a wash cloth. I wetted the towel with water from the tap and cleaned the mess from my stomach. Then I retreated to the living room and cleaned Sora up as best as I could without waking him.

Next came clothing. I let my eyes search the living room for my boxers and jeans and quickly tugged them on. Sora moaned quietly and I froze in the action of stuffing a leg into my pants in case it was my movement that was waking him. I sighed when he settled down again and finished pulling on my pants.

I stopped for a minute to think about what to do with Sora. I couldn't just leave him lying on the ground. I would have liked to take him up to his bedroom, but he had shown such a fear of going up there when he had had to change clothes that I didn't want to risk him freaking out if he woke up in there.

Sighing, I decided that the couch would be good enough. I gathered Sora carefully in my arms, pausing only briefly when he wiggled around a bit, and settled him down on the couch. I grabbed a different throw blanket than the one he had hid from me under earlier from the back of the couch and laid it over his body.

Only when I saw Sora safely tucked beneath the warm blanket did I realize how cold it had gotten in the house since I had first arrived. I cast a glance toward the fire place and realized why. The glowing embers had completely died away, which meant that I would have to start a new fire. Wonderful. I had never been good with making fire. After all, it wasn't me who was the pyromaniac in the family. That obsession had unfortunately been granted to someone else.

I found some newspapers and a box of matches on top of a small stack of wood next to the hearth. I grabbed a few sheets of the paper and balled them up as quietly as I could, stealing glances at Sora every once in a while to make sure I didn't wake him. When I had about six rolled up, I dropped them into the hearth and added a couple small pieces of wood. With the flick of my wrist, I lit a match and dropped it into the center of the mess of paper and wood. After that, all I could do was pray that it would light and I wouldn't have to fight with it anymore.

When there were at few promising flames dancing in the hearth, I stood and plopped down in the comfortable armchair beside the couch. As much as I wanted to look at something else, my eyes kept drifting back to Sora's face. I just couldn't understand how someone who was so wracked with pain and insecurities could look so peaceful while he was sleeping. It was almost unbelievable, and I knew that when he woke, those small little worry lines would reappear between his eyes and his jaw would be set in a small frown instead of that sleepy little smile.

I couldn't help but let my own smile float across my face. I was going to miss him. Gods, I was to miss him so much. I didn't know how I was going to survive when there was no reassurance that it wasn't going to be another thousand years before I was going to be able to see him again. It was hard enough when he was locked away in the coma. I didn't even want to think about how hard it was going to be when I was in back in NeoKurai and he was…wherever he ended up.

As against it as he had been, I was praying inside that Roxas would talk some sense into Sora and the two of them would run away together. I knew that he was right. Ansem and his lackeys would probably end up finding them sooner or later, but they wouldn't receive even half the amount of punishment as Axel and I would if we were to try and run. Being the brother of an Elder, Sora would get off easy because they wouldn't want to arise any suspicions with the people of NeoAkari. I wasn't so sure about what would happen to Roxas, but I had a feeling that Sora would step up and do something about it when the time came.

A sudden vibrating in my front pocket made me jump. It took me a minute to realize that it was only my cell phone and I thanked the gods that I always kept it on silent as I quickly but quietly made my way out of the living room. I flipped the phone open as I took a seat on the bottom stair. Axel's name flashed above a goofy picture of his face. I debated on ignoring it, but answered anyway.

"Yeah?" I muttered.

"Where the hell are you, Riku?" he hissed. "You just disappeared on me. Did something happen?"

I laughed quietly and rolled my eyes. "You're overreacting, Axel. I'm at Sora's. It's okay."

"You're where? Leon actually let you see him?"

"We're not at Leon's. We're at Sora's house. Apparently it was handed over to him by his mother."

There was silence for a moment on the other end before: "Did that bitch honestly think that handing Sora a house was going to make everything better?"

I shrugged, then remembered he couldn't see it. "I don't know. She's not here."

"Really now?" he muttered, then fell into silence before he exclaimed. "Ah, no you didn't, did you?" I smiled and he laughed at my silence. "You made sweet, passionate love to Sora and didn't even let me watch. How dare you! I thought I actually meant something to you."

I tutted and rolled my eyes at the inappropriate comment, but let it slide. It was Axel, after all. What more could I expect from him and his spastic perverted mind?

"When are you going to come home?" he muttered after a small bout of silence.

"Whenever I decide to come home. I'm not going to leave Sora right now. He needs me and I need him. Once we take care of our woes, then I can go home and get ready to leave. Until then, I can't."

"Is he really taking it that hard?"

I sighed. "He really hasn't shown much emotion on the topic. I mean, he cried when I first told him, but fell asleep right after we…you know…so he hasn't said much. We'll talk about it when he wakes. It's inevitable."

"Be careful with your words, Riku. I know how you work and I don't want you to do something horrible that will make him hate you. That will only make matters worse."

I sighed again and reclined with my back on the stair behind me. "I don't know what to do, Axel. I don't want him to cry because of me anymore."

"And you think that I want Roxas to cry because of me? At least you've had the chance to see Sora before you have to leave. Because Roxas feels like he has to make some amends with his mom, I probably won't even be able to see him, and that hurts more than anything in the world."

"At least we're all alive," I muttered.

He sighed and I pictured him running a hand back through his hair. "Yeah, at least we're that."

Silence fell between us for a few minutes, neither of us willing to speak in case we wouldn't say the right thing. I didn't matter that Sora and I were in love or that Axel was my best friend and Roxas was quickly growing on me… We were all walking on egg shells around each other and there was nothing we could do about it. We could try to say something to make it easier, but there was a thin line between what was right and what was wrong and it was impossible to straddle it.

"You'll get your chance to see him again, Axel," I finally said when the silence was too much to handle. "Just like I got mine."

He laughed quietly and the sound was like a candy wrapper being scraped across the receiver. "I know…" He sighed. "But, hey…I'm gonna go. I know that you need to talk to Sora and I need to do some packing, so yeah… I guess I'll talk to you later."

I sighed and closed my eyes. "Yeah. I'll be home sometime tomorrow."

"Right. Oh, and remember what I said, Riku."

He hung up immediately, leaving me no time to reply. I sighed and dropped my hand to my side, closing my phone with a quiet snap on the way.

Remember what he said, huh? He had said a lot, yet I knew exactly what he was talking about. He was afraid that my defense mechanisms would kick in and I would say a million and one hurtful things to Sora to make him hate me. Why? Well…if he hated me that meant that his pain would be less. It would be doubled for me, but I guess I would just have to deal with that.

No matter what I did, though, I knew that I couldn't make Sora hate me. Sure, I wouldn't be his most favorite person for a couple of days, but after the anger and confusion disappeared, pain would set in and Roxas would be left with a broken Sora to try and piece back together. But, I guess that it was a good thing that Roxas was there. Last time he had been left to his own devices and fell in love with a high place. We had to make sure that that didn't happen again.

Sighing again, I pushed myself up from the staircase and haphazardly shoved my cell phone into the front pocket of my jeans before walking back into the living room. I smiled softly when my eyes landed on the couch.

Sora was still sleeping, but he wasn't in the same position I had left him in. He was curled up on his side, with one leg thrown over the edge of the couch and one arm tucked under his pillow. The blanket had ridden up on his leg to show a tantalizing amount of his thigh, and I had to force myself to look away, biting my lip. He was so freaking beautiful. I couldn't believe that I was being forced to break the spirit that he had just been reunited with. It just wasn't fair. A being as perfect as him should never have to feel as much pain in a mortal life time as he had already experienced.

"Riku…?"

I blinked and turned my eyes back onto Sora. His eyes were opened just a crack and he had lifted himself up so his elbow was holding all of his weight. His hair was even more disheveled than it usually was. He yawned and rubbed childishly as his eyes with a fist. He was so innocently sexy that it should have been illegal.

"Go back to sleep, Sora," I sighed.

"Riku!" His eyes widened quickly and he cocked his head to the side. "You're crying."

I touched a quick finger to my cheeks and was surprised to see a single tear clinging to the end of my fingertip. I tried not to let the surprise show, though. Instead, I turned away from him and quickly wiped my face dry with my palms.

"No, I'm not."

I heard him sigh and start to stand, but I turned back to him before he could complete the gesture and he fell back onto the couch in surprise.

"You are crying," he moaned, holding his arms out to me. "Why?"

I shook my head and went to him, falling gratefully into his waiting arms. We didn't say anything as we situated ourselves so we could comfortably lie curled up beside each other. One of his hands ran slowly through my hair and lulled me into a state of near unconsciousness.

Finally, when my tears had stopped flowing and I was able to gain more control over myself, our roles changed and I was the one holding him in my arms, though his eyes were surprisingly dry. Slowly but surely, with no words shared, we fell asleep in one another's arms for the last time.

o-o-o-o-o

I woke late the next morning to the neighbor kids' screams as they skated across the frozen street. I groaned and clenched my eyes closed, moving to tighten my arms around Sora just briefly, but he wasn't there. My eyes flew open and I was only met with the soft chenille of the throw blanket and comfortable softness of the pillow that had taken Sora's place in my arms.

Groaning again, I rolled onto my back and rubbed at the sleep from my eyes in annoyance, yawning loudly. I stretched nimbly before I swung my legs over the side of the couch and looked around the living room for any signs of Sora. Unfortunately, there were none. I sighed. Wonderful. I knew that he hadn't left the house because the feel of his aura was still very strong, but I didn't like the fact that he hadn't woken me when he had come to.

I shook my head and ran a hand back through my hair, hissing as my fingers caught some tangles. I stood and closed my eyes so I could send my mind out to meet Sora's and find out where he was. Lazy? Maybe, seeing that he was in the same house and all, but I really didn't feel like searching for him. I was still exhausted.

'Where are you, Love?'

There was only silence for a while and I thought he wasn't going to answer me, but then: 'I'm up in my bedroom.' Even though the words were mental, I could still tell that he was crying.

I sighed and lessened the link, though I didn't sever it completely. I could imagine the scene that he had been met with when he had opened his bedroom door. It had been almost four months since he had seen that room, since the last time he had seen his mother. If it was even moderately in the same shape it had been in back then, I could only imagine the shock that had jolted through his body at the sight.

I made my way to the stairs, grabbing my T-shirt on the way. I was pulling the shirt over my head when I walked into his room and had to freeze in shock when my head popped out of the collar. It wasn't anything like I had been expecting.

The room was clean. If Sora had almost died while lying on the dull tan carpet, no one would ever be able to tell. The carpets had been cleaned and the mirrored closet doors had been replaced. There were no traces of dried blood, no traces of broken glass, no traces of pain, no traces of hatred, no traces of…anything. It looked like a room that would belong to a normal seventeen-year-old not a boy but not yet a man.

Sora was sitting in the middle of the floor, dressed in a clean pair of light blue jeans and a black thermal. His eyes were slightly glazed over as he stared at his reflection in his closet doors. His head was cocked slightly to the side as if he were trying to grasp onto some thought that had fled his memory. He seemed to be completely unaware of the steady flow of tears that was dripping down his face.

I took another step into the room and was about to move and shake him when he lifted a limp hand and ran a finger slowly down the side of his face. Over the barely there scar on his cheek.

"What did I do to her to make her hate me so much?" The words were so quiet that I had to strain my ears to hear them. "Did she hate me because I loved her? Did she really blame me for Dad's death, or was it because of some other bullshit reason?"

I groaned and fell to my knees on the floor beside him, gathering him into my arms even though he didn't return the gesture. He just continued to stare at his reflection, so I rested my cheek atop his head and stared back at him through the mirror.

"I don't know, Sora, but she's gone now," I buried a hand in his hair. "Forget about her."

He laughed quietly. Coldly. "Forget about her?" He laughed again. "She's not gone. She's only biding her time until it's safe for her again. She'll be back. Just wait and see."

I shook my head. I didn't want to hear him talking like this. The Sora that he was now was too close to the Sora he had been before he had tried to kill himself. I didn't like this at all, but I didn't know how to get him to snap out of it.

He sighed heavily and finally returned some of my embrace by leaning into my arms. "She got everything cleaned. She even repaired the closet doors. Why would she do that if she wasn't planning on coming back?"

"I wish I could answer your questions, Sora, but I can't." I kissed the top of his head. "Do you want her to come back?"

He shrugged. "I really dunno. The small part of me that still thinks she's not a monster wants her to come back more than anything, but the bigger part of me that knows that she'll only hurt me again if shedoes never wants to see her again."

I sighed and tightened my arms around him just a bit to let him know that I was there for him. He was still staring at his reflection with that far-off look in his eyes. It was scary. I didn't like that look. I wanted him to come back and be normal Sora again.

"You know that we'll all probably kill her if she comes near you again, right?"

He laughed quietly and nodded, finally taking a moment to blink and look away from his reflection. He sighed and reclined into my arms with his eyes closed. I buried my face in his hair and inhaled deeply, letting his scent fill my lungs to the point of a natural high. Did I already mention that I was going to miss him?

"What are we going to do?" Sora whispered suddenly, pulling me out of my own silent reverie.

I sighed heavily and shrugged. "I don't know. You need to make your decision with Roxas. Axel and I have to return."

"So you're not even going to try to stay away?" he muttered with a small snort.

I furrowed my brow in response to the tone of his voice. "If Sephiroth doesn't force us back, then Father will find us a few days later and we'll be punished."

"Fuck, Xemnas," he spat, his voice pure venom. "So what if he's your Father. You're eighteen, so he can't tell you what you can and can't do."

I snorted. "Legal age in Kurai is twenty-one, remember? Until then, he can force me to do whatever he wishes without getting in trouble. Hell, I'll be surprised if he doesn't try to expand the age limit by the time I get close to my twenty-first birthday."

"What about me?" he whined. "What about us?"

I sighed and closed my eyes. I should have seen that coming. Damn, Sora. Way to lay it on. I sighed again. There was no way out of this without making myself look like a complete and utter asshole. And wasn't the whole plan to not make myself look like a complete and utter asshole. Beautiful.

"How ever far away, I will always love you, Sora." I bit my lip and mentally berated myself. It was the truth, yeah, but why did it have to be so cliché…and a song quote, at that? "No matter what happens, I'm sure that we'll see each other again. I can't promise that it'll be in the greatest of circumstances, but we will see each other. We have to. Our story can't just end here."

He snorted, but didn't say anything else. I wanted to scream. Not at him, but at whatever bastards resided above us that seemed to think it was funny to make us suffer so much.

The idea of love as a sin was a completely new thing for me. I had always believed that love was the only thing that could keep the world together, but I must have been wrong. It shouldn't have e'He'He'd mattered that I was technically a demon and he was technically an angel, or that we were both male. The only thing the gods and goddesses or whatever should have cared about was that we were in love.

"I'm thinking about giving the house to Maho and Roxas," he muttered, then laughed.

I laughed too, noting the subject change. "And what spawned that idea?"

He shrugged. "I'm not planning on living here by myself, and that apartment's almost too small for the two of them. And maybe they can help me replace the bad memories from this house with good ones."

I smiled and squeezed his shoulders tenderly. "That's good, then. You'll never be able to forget what happened until you can face the house. I think Maho and Roxas being with you will help a lot."

He sighed and turned around in my arms so he was facing me, wrapping his arms around my neck. "I would be much happier if I could stay here with you," he whispered into my ear.

I moaned quietly and wrapped my arms around his waist, pulling Sora flush against my body. He was crying again when he pulled away to look me in the eye, but our faces never hesitated on the way into our kiss. Our lips met in a fierce show of emotion. The heated kiss was full of pain, despair and, last but not least, our infinite amount of love for one another. We were breathless when we pulled apart, and it was all that I could do to keep from capturing Sora's deliciously swollen lips once again.

"I love you, Riku," he whispered. The words made my heart flutter.

I smiled tenderly and gently brushed the few stray locks of his hair away from his face. "I love you too, Sora. More than anything in this world, or the next."

He laughed quietly and sighed, dropping his eyes to the hands in his lap. I frowned and cocked my head to the side, grasping his fidgeting hands and twining our fingers together. He sighed again and looked up at me slowly. I could almost feel my heart breaking in two at the sight of all that pain in his beautiful blue orbs.

"Sora…" I moaned.

He smiled sadly and cupped the side of my face in his palm, stroking my cheek with his thumb. "We should probably get back. Axel and Roxas are probably getting worried about us by now."

I sighed and nuzzled into his arm, closing my eyes. He chuckled and pulled his hand away. I whined quietly and opened my eyes to see that he was already on his way to standing. I sighed and followed his lead, even though all I really wanted to do was pull him back down to the ground and into my arms.

Sora led the way out of his room and back downstairs in silence, and as much as it bothered me, I didn't try to say anything to break it. I knew that he was probably lost in his own little world and it was where he needed to be. He had a lot of things to think about and it wasn't my place to interrupt him.

When we made it downstairs, Sora disappeared into the living room and reappeared with our jackets. He handed me mine in silence and shrugged his over his shoulders carefully. I slid my arms into my jacket as we slipped into our shoes in silence. Sora opened the door in silence, waited for me to exit in silence, locked the door in silence… It was starting to drive me mad!

By the time we got to the end of Sora's road, he still hadn't said anything, and I decided that I was sick of it. I reached out and grasped his hand tenderly, twining our fingers together and smiling at him when he looked at me in question.

"What?" I muttered. "Can I not hold you hand?"

He smiled sheepishly and moved closer to me. Smiling, I unlaced our hands and wrapped my arm around his waist instead, pulling his as close to me as I could without have to sacrifice our ability to walk. The silence still reigned over us like a sheet, but it was easier to bear now that I was able to hold him.

Almost too soon, we arrived at the entrance to Leon's apartment complex. When Sora kept walking, I pulled him to a stop and looked at him in question.

"I want to see Roxas. He's not here. He's at his apartment."

I nodded, but frowned. "What about Leon?"

He sighed and my frown only deepened when I saw tears beginning to well in his eyes. "He's gone. So is Cloud…"

I shook my head in disbelief, pulling myself away from Sora and heading down the sidewalk toward Leon's apartment. Sora grabbed onto my hand to try and get me to stop, but I shook it off and kept walking. If Leon was really gone, then there was going to be some hell to pay. He hadn't even taken the time to fucking say goodbye to his brother.

I was surprised to find that the door was unlocked when I got there. I pushed it open gently and was even more surprised to see that everything was perfect. The living room was in the perfect state of organized mess that Leon liked it to be in, with books from he and Cloud's classes scattered here and there across the tables. One was even lying open a couch cushion. It looked like math.

Furrowing my brow, I went further into the house, ignoring Sora, who was standing in the doorway with a rather frightened look on his face. The kitchen was normal, the bedrooms were normal, the bathroom was normal… Everything was freaking normal.

I grumbled quietly under my breath and stormed into Leon and Cloud's room. When I pulled open the dresser drawers, I finally found something that more definitely wasn't normal. All their clothes were gone. Furrowing my brow, I went to the closet doors and pulled them open, only to find that it too was empty. I left their room and went into Sora's. His room held the same fate. All of Leon's clothes that had still been in there were gone.

I left the room and went back out into the living room, where Sora was sitting patiently on the couch. He had closed the book that had been lying next to where he was and set it on the coffee table. I had been wrong. It wasn't about math. It was chemistry, but I guess that really doesn't have anything to do with anything at the moment, does it?

"They're really gone," I muttered.

Sora snorted and reclined back into the couch. "Just like I said."

I sighed quietly, a little peeved at myself for not believing Sora to being with and a little peeved with him for being so standoffish with me. "I'm sorry," I whispered. "I just couldn't believe that they just up and left without saying anything first."

Sora laughed again and pushed himself up from the couch, watching me with calculated eyes and his arms crossed. "That's what I was going to explain before you just huffed away from me. Leon stopped by the house this morning while you were sleeping to tell me goodbye." He rubbed his hands up and down his arms as if he were trying to warm himself while looking away from me. "He said that he want us to run."

I sighed and rolled my head back so I was looking up the ceiling, cringing when my neck popped a couple of times. "At least the two of us agree on something."

"Yeah…I guess."

I dropped my gaze from the ceiling and went to Sora's side. He didn't try to move away when I grabbed his hand, but he didn't seem too happy about it either. I didn't care.

"I'm sorry that I didn't believe you, okay?" I muttered. "But now I know that I'm an asshole and I feel like an asshole so can't we just move on?"

A small smile tugged at the corners of his lips and my heart did a jump for joy. "I guess…"

I rolled my eyes and tugged gently on his hand. "Come on, let's head to Roxas'. You have key to lock this place up, right? I don't feel comfortable leaving it open like that."

He nodded and followed behind me as I led the way out of the apartment. I waited patiently for him while he locked the door, but immediately grabbed onto his hand when he was finished with the job. He snorted quietly and pushed himself closer to me.

"You afraid to let me go or something?" he mumbled.

I chuckled. "…Or something."

He laughed, but didn't say another word and the rest of our walk to Roxas' was filled with companionable silence. It was a much better walk than the one to Leon's.

Roxas was waiting for us just inside the gates to the apartment complex. He smiled sadly at Sora and I and held his arms out for Sora to go to him. I let him go, albeit reluctantly, and Sora slowly went to Roxas to let himself be engulfed in a hug.

"You're okay?" he whispered in Sora's ear.

My little brunet nodded and pulled away from his brother with a sigh. He glanced me owlishly from beneath his bangs before he kissed me tenderly on the lips. It was a quick kiss and a surprise, so I didn't have anytime to react before it was over and he was pulling away from me with a small blush on his cheeks.

"You'll come see me before you leave?" he muttered. I could hear his voice shaking with fear that I wouldn't.

I nodded. "Of course I will, Love. I would never leave you without saying goodbye first."

He smiled sadly, and I felt my heart break at the tears that were falling down his face. "Promise me that you'll come see me," he said, choking on a sob at the end.

I moaned quietly and gathered Sora into my arms, letting him sob into my chest. He was so afraid…so insecure. Gods, how I wanted to stay with him.

"Shhh…," I cooed. "You have to understand that my returning to Kurai doesn't affect how I feel about you in anyway. I told you that I'll love you no matter what, and I meant it."

He nodded and pulled away from me, stray tears dripping down his cheeks. I kissed them away and brushed his hair out of his face gently before I kissed his lips.

"Go with Roxas for now. I promise that I'll come see you before I leave."

He nodded again and left me slowly, not letting go of my hand until the last possible moment. I smiled at him sadly as I watched him walk away with Roxas. I didn't leave until they disappeared up the steps. Then, I turned on my heel and started back toward my house.

I could only pray that I would be able keep my promise because I had the feeling that our relationship was riding on it.

TBC…
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A/N: It's done!!! ::sighs:: It's 11 o'clock on Sunday, but it's done and I guess it's all that matters. Bleh… Damned distractions. I'll have more time to write the next chapter, tho, since I'm on spring break and stuff…I hope, so yeah… Hopefully things'll come better for that. All the beautiful weather just has me itching to be outside instead of stuck behind a computer screen. Yeah…I could take my lap top outside, but I'd rather be on the 4wheeler or out for a walk in the woods than writing… Strange…last year I was the complete opposite…Hehe…

Anyway…anyone know the song Riku quoted? "How ever far away, I will always love you, Sora." Hehe… You'll get a cookie if you do, not that it's too hard. Hint…it was originally done by The Cure, but 311 and Anberlin have done covers of it. ::smiles::…

Thanks a bunch to everyone who reviewed!! I love you all!! You're fantastic and it's only because of you that I made myself finally sit down and finish this bastard when I got home from throwing rocks and shit off the summit today. Hehe… Thanks for all your love and support. You're all truly amazing…::hugs to everyone::…

...ON THE SEQUEL!!!...
Well…I still don't have a title, but I've written the prologue and have started the first chapter. That's a good thing, right? ::sighs:: I hope so. My break will mostly likely end up going for longer than a month, tho, seeing that it'll be finals time and kuriqa will be here around then, so yeah… After finals week I'll be out of school for the better part of 3 months, so yeah… That's promising…I hope…

Alrighty…I think that's all I have for this aside from the usual apology for typos. I did a quick editing job, seeing that I just finished this about 15 mintes ago, so I probably missed some things. Sorry!! I hope it's not too bad…

Soooo…until next chapter, adieu…