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[ Riku's been trampled by cattle enough times to fully respect the creatures, and to develop a rather healthy fear of dying. so he's slumped up against the wall, eyes wide, clothes ragged and torn and bloody as he listens to his own death rattle. he's almost lost complete control of his body, on the verge of his last breath but never actually taking it. ]

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[really, he doesn't mean to drop the chocobo. he loves it with all his heart, but he's been to the stables so much lately that he really hasn't caught up with the events of the other dressing room patrons. when he sees Riku, though, the bird is the last thing on his mind even as it squawks and hits the floor in an ungraceful flutter, and Sora's running over.]

Riku!

[ flinches visibly, trying to turn his head in Sora's direction. the last thing he wanted was for Sora to see him like this, but now that he's been found, he'll try to play it off. ]

[ his attempt is a pretty pathetic failure; when Riku tries to speak it just comes out as a gurgle, and he coughs wetly. ]

[and as far as he knows, this place has everything but a hospital. he's really not aware of magic right now, it doesn't even occur to him that there are bottles upon bottles of potions in the bathroom's medicine cabinet.]

[just takes Riku's hand in his own two, bringing the back of it to his forehead. his lips are moving, but chances are Riku won't even here what he's saying.]

[ death would be mercy for him now, but Riku's trapped -- he can't die or even sleep; he's caught choking on air and trying to reassure Sora. he gives that hand a weak little squeeze. ]

[the weak squeeze is like a punch in the gut, and his whole body tenses with the sudden rush of pain and sadness that washes over him. his eyes are working overdrive through it all, and he pulls the hand down to press his lips to the back of it. it's getting harder to breathe as the seconds pass. they haven't been friends for very long, but Sora values anyone's life so much more than his own.]

[ that's almost too much for him, and he's struggling to get something other than a spittle of blood out. when he does he croaks it, barely above a whisper. ]

H-hey ...

[quiets his huffing and sniffing in favor of listening to Riku, the fingers of one hand lacing together with Riku's, just so he can hold on.]

Don't .. I can't --

[ he's starting to think he's been sitting here for too long to actually be dying .. at least, that's what he's convinced himself. he gives Sora's hand another squeeze, and even manages a smile -- moving the rest of his body is another story, however. ]

[it's taking a great deal of control not to convulse with all the energetic shakes that're shooting up his spine. with a deep breath, he closes his eyes and nods.]

I don't wanna leave-- but I wanna find someone to help ...

I'm not ... goin' anywhere.

[ he couldn't help that grimace as he said it, sliding further down the wall. it just eggs him on, though, and he presses his free hand against the floor to brace himself. ]

Are you sure-- do you promise?

[he uses his free hand to wipe his eyes off, breathing deep again as he stands. he's not going very far, just to a couch so he can grab a pillow and, as gently as he can, try and get it behind Riku.]

[ dips his head in a half-nod. ]

I - I promise.

[he doesn't really believe him, but he'll try his best. leaning in closer and closer, he pushes some hair away from Riku's forehead and presses a kiss there.]

I'll never forget you.

[and then he's back up like lightning, shooting out of the room and down the hall.]

[ you won't have to, he tries to mumble when Sora runs off; Riku's still managing to convince himself that he's absolutely not dying. he doesn't really help his case much when his arm that was helping to hold himself up gives out, and he hits the floor with a loud thud. ]

[he takes quite a bit of time-- somewhere around twenty minutes before he's returning with a shirt full of oddly shaped blue glass bottles.]

Someone told me these make miracles. I didn't get to test it, but ...

[he's setting a few of the potions aside, biting his lip every time he has to look at Riku.]

Mmn ...

[ it's all he can really manage anymore, although he's still quite aware of Sora's presence. he tries to look at him, eyes glazed and unfocused. ]

[uncaps one, scooting closer without worrying that the bottles are clattering around his knees. he worms one hand behind Riku's head, lifting him slowly to sit him up. then, he presses the cool glass to his lips.]

I just need you to swallow ...

[ it turns out to be more of an effort than he originally thought, but Riku's able to swallow down what's poured in his mouth. the pain's being replaced with fatigue; he doesn't even realize how he rests his head on Sora's arm. ]

[he'll let that settle a little before he gives him anymore, shifting around to take Riku's head against his lap, running his fingers through his hair. it's oddly familiar, like when they used to sprawl out on the floor of the library together and just read.]

Sora ...

[ the potion's having an effect, and he's suddenly finding it hard to keep his eyes open. Riku turns his head to the side, appreciating that touch more than he'd probably admit if he were well. ]

I'm right here ...

[brushes his thumb over Riku's cheek before he tucks some hair back behind his ear.]

I'll stay here until you feel one hundred percent.

[ smiles at the wall -- he even manages a quiet laugh that sounds more like a sigh. ]

S-see? You didn't have t'talk like it was goodbye ...

I know, but ... I like to prepare for the worst. I mean, if you're stuck here in a place like this, at least you'd go knowing someone really cares, instead of no one.

[which is why he always told his friends he loved them before parting, and always ended his phone calls on a good note. call him superstitious, but he's had some rough times.]

[ Riku can't put into words how thankful he is -- although, if he weren't just on the verge of death a few minutes ago, and if his eyes weren't closing on their own, his smile probably wouldn't look as dopey as it does. ]

[ he doesn't seem to mind though, finally able to shift his body and get more comfortable. ]

[it's cute, Sora thinks, but he won't go and bruise Riku's ego while he's down for the count.]

Go ahead and sleep, you really need it.

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LOL no angry icon is bad