The sun stung my eyes, yet I think seeing him sway away from me was more harmful. I watch his long silver hair blow in the humid air, and glisson with each sun-ray.

Maybe his mind was aching as much as the scrapes beneath my bandages. I rub them in remembrance, they still sting from the night before. I catch a pink petal in my palms, I feel a big smile wash across my face.

"The cherry blossoms, there beautiful. Aren't they?" I offer my voice as a weight to hold him from his traveling legs.

But, He keeps getting further from my vision. His steps become more light on the paved path, and his stance becomes more stiff. I feel my eyes melt as he moves farther.

"You're not getting soft. Are you?" His voice playful yet cold to me. he doesn't bother facing me, just like his past.

"Nh! No! What gave you that idea?" I start my steps, to keep him from fading from my gaze. He just laughs mockingly to my behavior. "I'm just as tough as you!"

"Sora." He stiffens.

"...Riku."

His eyes trace me, my body responds by shivering. It's like he's touching me with his sorrow-knitted eyes. I cross my arms and try imagining myself as a statue. Statues can look at you with strong eyes, a statue can listen to him, and won't respond like a child.

"You know you can't follow after me anymore, right?" He's forcing one of his bitter expressions. Those expressions hurt more than a keyblade to the heart..

"I..i can follow you if I want too! Riku your my best friend. There isn't anywhere I wouldn't go for you." My arms droop to the sides, I wipe something from my face.

My nose sniffles. "I would go to Neverland, to the farthest oceans, I'd climb snowy mountains, and-"

His hand overlaps my mouth, a gentle hush caresses my face.

"My best friend..." I whisper again, I watch my hands go over his. My touch tugs him forward again, this time he moves much quicker, and with a different posture.

"Riku?" I start after him. My feet get quicker, soon I'm running, and breathing heavily.

"Riku." I reach my hands out to grab his warn and caliced fingers. He seems to be moving quicker now.

"Riku! Stop it! Stop running from me!" My voice rips into a full forced scream. The ocean pours from my set of eyes.
"How dare you! How dare you try to end this!"

Once my hand collides with the back of his hand, I rail myself into his back; and push my face into his spinal cord. His body no longer holding the warmth I know. His nails become longer, I feel them twist to stab into my hand. he pulls me up to make me face his new face, black with glowing yellow eyes. His jaw stretches to bite into my guzzler-

With beaded sweat and a throat ripping screech, I open my sore reddened eyes. My hands rip at my pounding, soaking wet, chest. My air ways are ripe with frantic heavy breaths, like I'm breathing volcanic ash.

As my eyes searched frantically, I question where I am, or if that beast is in my closet. I count how many steps away it is, only fifteen-ish. The flash of lightning flings me under my covers. The pounding on my bedroom door, nearly convinced me its thunder. I clinch my heart, and swerve around my legos, my stuffed animals, and clothes to reach the sound.

I open the door to see the man of my dream, my best friend Riku. With the strength left in me, I grip to his stiffen body. I let my sobs get the best of me, as I weeze into his calming grasp.

"Your really hot Sora. What happened?" His cool hands survey my soaked head. Me, myself, and I try answering but can only look to my closet.

Him checking my closet, brought relief to my reality. Him seeing nothing brings a sigh, followed by mumbling.

"Your such a child sometimes" I feel my ego deflate and more rapid tears.
"I better go."

"Don't! Please. Don't leave me alone!"

His arms lift me up on the bed. I lay stiffly and obediently, but never let go. His hands try breaking mine apart to free himself. I hang on though, because my life does depend on him. Another sigh and he is laying beside me. My eyes seal shut and my ears perk to his soft grumbling.