song back to you.

[destinedtinsel.livejournal.com]

[someone's flat on the floor, grasping his bleeding side.]

Fucking fate needs to stop dealing me a bad hand.

Comments

[iwasarealboy.livejournal.com]

...Hello?

[could hear someone talking softly, but doesn't quite know who]

[destinedtinsel.livejournal.com]

[sigh, and he shifts.]

Hi. I'm a little west of you.

[iwasarealboy.livejournal.com]

...Are you okay?

[bites his lip]

[destinedtinsel.livejournal.com]

I'll be fine.

[iwasarealboy.livejournal.com]

[groping around until he finds the other]

You don't sound like it.

[destinedtinsel.livejournal.com]

Probably not.

[he might feel the blood dribbling down his side.]

[iwasarealboy.livejournal.com]

[flinches at the wetness, frowning]

Is this...

Riku! You're not okay!

[destinedtinsel.livejournal.com]

I really don't care if I am or not anymore.

[iwasarealboy.livejournal.com]

You have to care!

[takes off his shirt, not caring if he's sick or not, and tries pressing it to the wound]

[destinedtinsel.livejournal.com]

[he flinches, gritting his teeth.]

I don't see why you should, or anyone else. I'm pretty sure a lot of people would be glad there was one less Riku around.

[iwasarealboy.livejournal.com]

I wouldn't be.

[sounds so very defeated, biting his lip]

I didn't give up when that Axel hurt me, so you can't give up e-either!

[destinedtinsel.livejournal.com]

You don't even know me.

I'm not giving up because I was hurt, I'm giving up because my Sora's gone, again.

[iwasarealboy.livejournal.com]

I don't care if I don't know you.

[jaks; trying to pick him up, even though he has trouble walking, from being so tired]

I'm sorry he's gone, but you can't keep m-moping, okay?

[coughs, turning his head and fighting to pick him up]

[destinedtinsel.livejournal.com]

... stop.

[he starts to pull himself up, although there's a crash and he's fallen against the wall.]

Mn...

[iwasarealboy.livejournal.com]

[wobbles and keeps trying to help, worried]

A-are you-- okay?

[destinedtinsel.livejournal.com]

I'm fine.

--please, just... leave me alone.

[iwasarealboy.livejournal.com]

But you're bleeding.

[whispers it, kind of hurt.]

[destinedtinsel.livejournal.com]

I'll find a potion or something.

[iwasarealboy.livejournal.com]

But-

[wavers, trying to think what to do]

No, I wanna help. Let me at least take you to a room so you can lay down and I can find you a potion.

[destinedtinsel.livejournal.com]

[he sighs, knowing Soras don't give up.]

Fine, fine...

[iwasarealboy.livejournal.com]

[w-wins]

Okay, I can't...see, so you're gonna have to help me double check if there's a door.

[presses his shirt to Riku's side again, and tugs him along, trying to help support him.]

I know my room is twenty-three down, left, four, then a right, and third door on the left.

[destinedtinsel.livejournal.com]

Uh, right... okay.

[iwasarealboy.livejournal.com]

[just leads him down, keeping a hand pressed over the shirt and takes them to his room, doublechecking to see if it was his, just by touching the little piece of paper he'd taped to the door, and helped Riku into the bed.]

I'm gonna go find a potion, okay? Don't move.

[destinedtinsel.livejournal.com]

[just... sits.]

I won't.

[iwasarealboy.livejournal.com]

[goes to ask the DR.]

[ooc; making a post fff]