Chasing Destiny

Riku

"Love is our true destiny. We do not find the meaning of life by ourselves alone – we find it with one another"

[♥]

Your legs miraculously manage to carry you down the dimly lit hallway with speed, a speed you didn't know you were capable of with your injuries. Once you started walking, you couldn't stop. The promise of what's lying ahead is too great to turn away from, the possibility of a happy life beyond SOLIDER...

"Riku!" you exclaim as you slam open his bedroom door.

The door bangs against the wall loudly, echoing through the room. His bed is tidily made, his closet even neater and more organized than yours. Books are piled on his nightstand, and a black sweater is lying folded on his pillow. For a moment you're disappointed that he's not there, but then you slowly come to realize that it's probably for the best. Not a good look, to be seen charging into a guy's room like a madwoman.

"Is someone there?" a voice calls out from the bathroom, and your cheeks flush automatically.

The sound of dripping water can be heard, and you successfully deduce he just got out of the shower. On the other side of that wall he's... oh God.

"Y-Yeah," you stammer, your voice cracking nervously.

A loud crash is heard in the bathroom, along with cluttering and frantic noises. A few seconds later the door quickly opens, steam floating into the dark room. The one person in the whole world you've been dying to see steps out, his silver hair hanging down over his face, soaking wet. He quickly shakes his head, water droplets falling to the ground before his aquamarine eyes catch yours. You're watching him with a gaping mouth, not sure if you should avert his eyes since he's currently only wearing a pair of dark jeans... and nothing else.

"You came," he murmurs, tossing a damp white towel onto the ground.

You can only nod, watching him as he moves across the room towards his bed. His well-toned muscles flex and tighten with each movement as he throws the black sweater on, to your disappointment. It must have shown.

"Are you alright? You look a little distressed."

"H-Huh?" you hum, blinking a few times before relaxing into a soft smile. "No, no, I'm... I'm fine," you insist as he starts to walk towards you.

"I kept trying to see you," Riku tells you as he comes to a stop in front of you. His hands are shoved into his pockets, his eyes searching yours for any hint of emotion. "... Why wouldn't you let me?"

You swear your heart breaks a little right then and there, but you persevere.

"I couldn't face you. Not after everything that happened. I was... scared," you admit, voicing the truth that you had been denying all week.

"Why?" he presses, though you're sure he already knows the answer. He just wants to hear it.