Fan Fiction ❯ Dreams ❯ It's your fault! ( Chapter 4 )

Dreams.

Written by: Callisto

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Riku almost fell out of his chair because of the sudden scream. His eyes shot open and saw immediately a bloody knife on his lap. He grabbed it and lifted it a little in the air to inspect the strange knife. How did it get here? And more importantly, how did HE get here? The only thing the he cam remember is that he was running around the island with Sora. That's all that he can remember; His mind is blurry. But no time to think it over, he heard the brown haired scream so something is up. He walked into the bathroom and almost freaked out. The younger boy sat in the corner of the room crying while he kept staring at his bleeding wrists.

What the hell happened?

He dropped the bloody knife that he was still holding and hurried to the crying youth.


" Sora… Sora are you all right?! "


" It just keeps bleeding! " He screamed.


With no time to waste he grabbed everything he could find. Aspirins, bandage… everything that could stop the bleeding.
Quickly he splashed some water on the wounds and bandaged it as quick as he could. Not that it was very effective because the bandage colored red in an instant, but it will eventually stop because of the pressure.


" It's your fault… " Whispered Sora softly.


" You did this to me! You cut my wrists when I was sleeping!! You tried to kill me! "


Riku's eyes widened and couldn't believe what he just heard. He? Attacking Sora? No that is not possible! He was asleep. And he wouldn't hurt Sora, no matter what!
But before he could say anything, he saw how the youth pointed to the knife behind the platinum haired.


" There is the evidence! "


Like the devil was on his heels, Sora ran out of the bathroom, into his bedroom, and jumped out of the window. He hurried to his boat and left for Destiny Islands.

Riku just stood there, not capable of doing anything. Sora just accused him for almost kill him! But he would never do that, not in a million years!
He washed his bloodied hands and watched himself in the mirror. He saw how his eyes colored red, and his reflection smiled evilly. Riku took a deep breath, not giving in to his fear.


" Who are you… "


/ That's not of your concern Riku. And? How does it feel? Does it pleasure you by hurting Sora? I'm sure it must be a thrill /


" What the hell are you talking about?! I never laid a finger on him! "


The reflection smiled once more, he probably found it very amusing.


/ If I were you, I wouldn't be too sure /


With that said, his reflection turned back to normal. He stared once more into the beautiful sea blue eyes of his own and bit on his under lip. Something was defiantly wrong! Reflections aren't supposed to talk, and eyes aren't supposed to change color. That's it; he was going to visit his friends. Maybe they knew some kind of answer to this mystery.


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Sora jumped out of his boat and looked around if he saw any of his `friends'. But to his relief he saw no one; maybe they were all at home. But what would he do now?
He looked at his wrists and for some strange reason, he immediately thought of Odieyan. That boy told him that this was going to happen, and Sora should has listen to him… or not? It was all so weird!

He felt how his legs became limb and his sight was blurry. He was tired, so very tired. Maybe that some sleep would do some good to him, and maybe he would meet Odieyan again. So he carried himself to one place that he called his second home; the secret place, near the tree. Actually he was a small cave, covered by the leafs of the tree. With his last bit of strength he threw himself into the cave and fell with a soft thud in the sand. He took a deep breath and stared with his tired eyes to a bug that crawled onto his left arm. He grinned and closed his eyes, waiting for sleep to claim him.

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When he reopened his eyes, he recognized the scenery immediately. He stood up and looked around. The sight was different than normal though. It looked like that a painter threw some paint here and there, because some spots of the `dream island' had color. And there he was, the other youth with white hair, a pale skin and azure green eyes. Once again he was sitting in the sand while his black coat danced into the soft wind. It was so strange… Odieyan talked like an adult, but he was probably only one or two years older than himself. Aw what the heck, who cared.


/ Sora… / Laughed Odieyan warm.


/ I'm happy to see you, please sit down… /


He patted with his hand next to him on the sand, while his azure eyes kept staring in Sora's sea blue eyes.
The brown haired didn't want to, but for some strange reason his body walked to the spot and sat down next the boy with the pale skin. Odieyan laid back in the gray sand and closed his eyes, he seemed totally in peace.


" Odieyan… how come this place… why does it has colors? "


/ That's because of you… /


One eye of the white haired opened and stared at Sora.


/ You are opening your heart to the light, that's why this place is reviving. It's getting back it's original color /


" I'm doing this…? But this is only a dream "


Odieyan didn't reply and closed his reopened eye, and it made him look like he was asleep. Sora stared far into the distant. The sun was about to set, and that looked really strange. Some spots of the sun were yellow, while other parts were still gray. Was it true? Was he really opening his heart to the light? But how did he do that? And why did Odieyan know that? Damn, so many questions and no answers. How frustrated!


/ What happened to your wrists? / Said the azure eyed boy when he pointed to Sora wrists.


" I uh… Tried to cook and uh… an accident… "


/ Is that so… /


Said the pale skinned boy, not buying Sora's lie. However he kept his mouth shut and didn't ask further.
And Sora was glad that he did that. Because he thought of Riku right now. Maybe his best friend was right and that he didn't cut the brown haired. But if his best friends didn't, who did? The only evidence he had, was that knife in the hands of Riku. He must've done it; there is no other explanation.

But he wasn't planning on telling it to Odieyan. He still didn't trust that mysterious boy that only appeared in his dreams.
Something was so terrible wrong that, but he couldn't find the answer why.
Anyway, it was now a lot less scarier without all that blood and gray looking scenery. He was about to revive this place, and the dream island looked a lot prettier than the one in reality.

Somewhat happier, he also laid back and licked his lips. He wanted to stay here forever. It was so peaceful and quiet here, not forgetting that Odieyan was perfect company. It always seemed like the white haired knew how Sora felt. So if Sora needed some time to think, he would always shut his mouth. If he wanted to talk, Odieyan would talk back to him. Maybe he wasn't all that bad. However, he had no proof for that though.

For now, he just wanted to rest and forget about the incident with Riku…


~~~~TBC!!!~~~~


Note: Another chapter done =) Finally some peace for Sora… for as long as it takes. The chap isn't that long but I just wanted to stop it right here. Sora is now at peace.. ^_^ Whee! Anyway I hoped you readers liked it and drop a review please =) I'm always curious how readers think about my stories ^_^"

=+= Callisto.