Bara: Here is the next instalment did not expect it soo soon now did ya! Cuz I know i did not either XD HAHAHA But Im sorry to inform you that Sora dies in the next chapter unless I get 3 reviews! I'll personaly see to it that its a HORRIBLE HORIFIC DEATH... No lie *evil eyes* ! Ok sooo this is a diffrent kind of wrighting then the other chapters BUT i got the seal of aproval from my beta reader soooo I hope you enjoy and remember
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ SORA WILL DIE ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The sound of music resonates in what seems to be a large dance club. Bodies sweating, lights flashing. People grinding, dancing, kissing, and some I don't want to know what they're doing. My ears start to ring. I try moving. Even just shifting my leg out from underneath me seems impossible. I feel like every move I make makes me want to vomit. I don't even remember getting here. Where is here anyway? I don't remember what happened. Where is Riku? I need to get out of here. I'm dizzy, tired, and sopping wet!
"Caaaannnnnnnnnn… anneee oownne help help mmeeea?" I cry out. Rather, I try. I feel like I'm on something. My head feels like there is nothing there; like I'm somehow floating, with no cares in the world except my own uncertainty. Is this what it feels like to be drunk? Why the HELL would Riku get me drunk!
"Pleeez help pa me, sommme onnne!" I try crying out again, but my voice must be drowned out by the sound of the music. It's hopeless…no one can hear me. I need to do this, alone. I at least get up, standing by myself. I grab on to whatever and whoever I can. After many failures, and people yelling at me, I finally get on two feet. Still gripping on to the wall's ledge with all my strength, I try moving, one leg at a time. It does not come natural. It's like I have to tell my body: Right, Left, Right, Left and so on.
After what seems like hours, I manage to shuffle over to a counter filled with glass bottles, each filled with clear or brown liquid; what I can safely assume is alcohol, as it leaves the air feeling dry, and smells putrid. I lean over to ask, or try to ask, the guy behind the counter for a phone. He must see me open my mouth, because his only remark is:
"Sorry boy, but by the looks of it, you've had one too many, as is."
He then proceeds to turn around to wait on the other people sitting around the counter. I wait a few more minutes, and thank god that a stool opens up. Finally, not on the ground nor standing, I feel a little bit more at ease with the situation. But just a little. I'm still confused and lost. I don't know where I am, or who I'm with, but I can at least hope to say that it was not Riku who took me here.
The bartender turns around again. Maybe he thinks that I'm someone else. Before he realizes it's just little old me. I practically scream out:
"Look, I don't know where I am, or how I got here! I feel like shit. Let me use your phone."
It's a miracle that I manage to say that out loud without stumbling my words at all. I think that I get my point of urgency across, since the bartender hands me the phone and a phone book. I dial the only number that comes to mind: 1-834-298-7400
Who's number it is, I don't know, but something inside me says to call this number. It rings once, then twice. A third time passes, but still no pick up. I wait a few more rings, then, finally, I get through to someone…
"Riku stop it, you're getting me all wet! " As I ran away to avoid the water Riku so happily tossed my way.
"Riiiiku, it's not funny! I don't have another change of clothes on me!" Riku still continued, and laughed the whole time, not saying anything...until I decided it was time for a little pay back! I ran into the water, past where Riku was standing. I was only in up to my knees, but the water was ice cold. Chilled and tired from our long day out, I took the biggest handful that I could get of water and splashed it at Riku, right in the face, soaking him.
"SOOORA, now I'm all wet too!" He sounded a little irritated , but I did not care. That's why they call it pay back, right?
"Serves you right Riku!" I stuck my out at him and ran away as fast as I could. I had a feeling that he was going to get me, so I kept on running through the water. Okay, more like going at it at a slant to make it to the shoreline. I did not look back. I could hear his laughter behind me. It was getting louder and louder...
*slap* Just as a reminder for future reference, two wet bodies colliding at somewhat fast speeds hurts. The sting of flesh on flesh burned, and we fell over. We started rolling around, just playing like boys, trying to see who was stronger, and who would win dominance over the other. It was innocent, but also a little bit sexual at the same time, but I did not care, really. It was fun. We must have rolled around for a good 20 minutes, and our bodies were covered in sand. I guess, on the bright side, we were no longer wet.
I looked up at Riku, since he had won being the strongest. In my defense, I let him win. There was something there...a spark. I don't know.
We gazed into each other's eyes, after a long spat of laughter. Riku's eyes started to waver as our body's got even closer. He looked concerned, in a way, but his eyes still locked onto mine. Closer and closer we got, until I could feel his breathing on my face. I don't know what came over me, but I wrapped my arms around his head bringing, him slightly closer. It was like we were about to kiss. My heart started to race and it felt like it was going to come out of my chest...
Heavy breathing comes from the other end of the phone, along with many odd background noises. Car horns, water splashing, other people talking. The person on the other end says nothing, so I cannot even guess who I called. I take it that I must make the first move:
"Hello, this is Sora …." I want to try and be polite, just in case I somehow dialed an older person who would consider it rude for someone to have called at let's say 10 pm.
"SORA! Is it really you? I have been looking for you for hours now! What happened? One moment you were there, and I left for a few minutes, and then you were nowhere in sight."
I can tell by the voice that it is Riku on the phone, but I don't understand what he is talking about. One moment I was there, and then the next I was gone? I don't even remember being here, let alone with him, really. The past 6 hours are all a blank for me.
"It's okay Riku...well...not really. I don't know where I am, and I feel funny..."
"Sora, please tell me that you did not go and talk to the people in that store."
UHHHH what people is he talking about? How many things have I forgotten?
"I don't know. I don't remember anything, for that matter."
"Did you drink, eat, smoke, smell, rub anything they gave you while I was in the other store?"
"RIKU, I DON'T KNOW!"
I'm clearly getting mad, and it's not good, according to the many odd looks from the people at the bar. I need to either calm down, or just get the hell out of here. I place the phone down for just a moment to look around. There is nothing telling me the name of this joint on the walls. I do not give up. I continue to scan my surroundings, and pick up on little things here and there. Place mats usually have a logo on them, cup holders do, even cups do...bingo! I call the bar person over, and ask for a cup of water. As he gives me the 'hurry it up' look, I proceed to talk to Riku again, waiting for my water to come.
"Sora, are you even listening to me?"
"Uhhh no, sorry I had to put the phone down."
"I asked where are you?"
"Well Riku, if I knew where I was don't you think I would have told you by now?"
I'm pretty testy at this point. I'm cold and wet, and irritated that I can't remember anything. I'm upset that Riku apparently left me alone on our first date, in a place and town I don't even know. So, for all the people that are at the bar still looking at me like I'm nuts, go FUCK off.
The water finally comes and, just like I thought, the club's/bar's name is right across the cup. I take a sip, and hope that it calms [down] my nerves. I just wish things in life did go right for me. You know how I always put up that front, about how living on the beach in a tent was amazing? Well some parts of it I hated. Think about being in a tent for the winter, during the rain, storms, and high winds. Do you think it was pleasant in anyway? For warmth in the winter I wore like 8 shirts! And the tent leaked in the rain. Not fun, not fun at all.
"Riku? You still there?"
"Well duh Sora, I would never leave you. Did you find out yet?"
The tender touch, the heat coming off of each other...a sensation that could make anyone moan out in pleasure. That kiss was wonderful, amazing, and epic. We inched closer and closer until our lips met. I never really had a true kiss; I did not know what to do. But it did not matter, it just came naturally. This had to have been the best date ever, as we continued to kiss on the beach. Time seemed to stop and nothing could have gotten better.
We went in for a little peck on the lips and, in-between kisses, Riku said, "Sora, let's go to the mall. We can get you some clothes or something."
I wondered why he wanted to go to the mall and not home for clothes, but Riku knew what he was doing. And I did not really care. I was with Riku, and nothing could get better. Our date so far was amazing, and school was great. Overall this had to have been the best day of my life. And I don't care if I'm wet, as long as I was with him.
I know I might be going fast, and it might be odd to like someone so soon, but think about it. There are people out there that marry someone after just 3 months. At least were just dating. Well...I think that we are dating. Riku never really asked me to be his boyfriend, sooo I don't know, but at least I know I can spend hours with him without him driving me nuts.
We got up from our spot on the beach and walked over to where our T-shirts were.
"Riku, why are we going to the mall and not home?"
He reached over after my shirt was on, pulling me closer to him, and then he kissed the top of my head.
"Because I want to get you something I think you would like to remember this day."
"I don't think I would ever forget this day."
We started to hold hands as we walked away to his father's car. It was A LOT fancier than his truck, but apparently his father, the one that is a hard ass or looks that way, was some top dog at a big megacorporation. According to what Riku told me earlier, his father makes him earn what he has, which is why he has a job. But, after a lot of asking and begging, Riku managed to get his father to let him use his car. To me it was a bit over the top. I know that, coming from nothing but a tent, I should not know anything about cars, but some of the people that came to the beach were rich people, so I got to see a lot of expensive cars, and this one was pretty high up there in the price range.
We got closer and closer to the cherry red Ferrari FF model car. I have only seen one other like it, but that is a whole other story. He walked me to my side of the car, opened the door, and laid down a blanket on the seat as he gave me a hand to help me in the car, then he shut the door. It was a very romantic gesture.
It was about a 20 minute drive to the mall, but it passed quickly with small talk and singing along with the songs on the radio. Once we got closer, our conversation got more and more intense.
"Have you ever been to a mall?"
"Nope!"
"Sora, the mall is filled with many people, so I want you to have my cell phone number, JUST in case you get lost. okay?"
"Why would I get lost? You don't plan on leaving me do you?" I gave him a smile as we drove into the parking lot.
"No, I don't, but a mall is overwhelming for someone who has never been to one. Here, this is my number." He said, handing me a piece of paper.
I breathe a big sigh "Yeah. I'm at a place called Pulse. Do you know the place?"
I don't know why, but knowing where I am gives me a little bit of a sense of relief.
"Yeah I do, I'll be right there." His voice is quick and stern, like he is upset.
*click* The phone goes dead. I just hope to see Riku soon…