Hey, I'm back, sorry it's taking forever but I gotta figure out how to conect some scenes and stuff well here's the next chapter ^^
The Prince and the Pauper
~Chapter Nineteen~
New Found Friend
Riku woke up with the sun beating on him. His horse was next to him but was standing and it’s head lowered to his. Riku waved the horse’s nose away and sat up. His icy blue eyes saw that this large field he had slept in was still silent as it was the night before. There wasn’t even a small bird.
The blue sky was oddly very clear, even though the clouds yesterday were large and over whelming. Riku groaned as his aching back screamed in protest of him moving. However Riku ignored his back’s cries. He grabbed the horse’s reins and stood up.
As he cracked his back he tried to think of the night before. He soon found that his memory of the night was fuzzy and distant, more so than it should have been. He shrugged it off, since it was giving him a headache, and hopped on his horse. He gazed around as he tried to figure out which way to go. He wondered if he should follow the wind, or wait again until night fall to find the North Star. He wasn’t sure what to do.
He groaned as his headache, that he thought would leave, became stronger. He sighed as he decided to just start riding in a different direction. After a few moments Riku realized that he was in a good direction.
The path he had chosen out of random was starting to reveal a brick road. Even if he wasn’t going to his castle, he was heading toward a place where there were people and that was good enough for him.
Riku traveled for a few miles before he had a smile creep onto his face. He was almost filled with the utmost glee when he saw his light blue marble castle standing on a cliff above his city. It was as if he had reached heaven and crawled out of the depths of hell. Riku wiped a tear away as he put his horse into over drive. He made his horse ride as quickly as possible.
As he reached the gates he found that the doors opened for him without hesitation. That’s when he figured that he was one step closer to home. He kept his ice blue eyes glued to the castle. He road like lightening and yet he kept the guards off his tail.
Soon he came to the castle road. This road was made with the finest bricks and they traveled all the way to the main gates of the castle. Riku filled with joy had his horse move faster and faster.
But after a few moments Riku found himself faced with guards.
“Who goes there?!” a guard questioned as he sat up high on a tower.
“It’s Prince Riku,” Riku answered with a grin. Happiness filled his heart. He was sure that people were missing their prince, searching for him, crying over him, hoping for his safe return. He was sure that they’d open the gate wide to his presence and the world around him would fill more welcoming than all the years that he had lived in the castle.
“If you’re the prince I’m the king,” the guard chuckled within himself. He sighed as the laugh subsided. He gazed down at Riku thinking he’d turn back around.
Riku narrowed his eyes as if the man had lost his mind. “Sir! Let me in! I am the Prince!” at first he thought the man was playing around with him.
The guard frowned, “Please leave before I lose my temper.”
“But… I am the Prince!” Riku’s heart sunk and his thoughts of joy were being shaken to the core.
“I just saw the Prince with the Princess today, they’re eating breakfast as we speak, so please move along.”
“But…”
“NOW!” the guard drew back his bow with its arrow ready to hit its target.
Riku became filled with shock and confusion. His heart sunk and his dams broke, he pulled his horse away and turned back. He rode off slowly as he wiped a few tears away. He never knew what it was like to wake up and find his home is further away than he thought. His ice blue eyes were filled with the utmost pain. He wanted so badly, so eagerly, so horribly, to scream and run his horse off the cliff side. But he knew better, he knew not to give up just yet…
‘I don’t understand,’ he thought. Riku rode his horse away from the castle’s gates. He traveled down the brick road, he went into the streets were people flooded the area. Some pushed and shoved but Riku didn’t care. He had suffered worse. He was beat half to death for days, then he was lost in the woods, was visited by ghost, and was just rejected from his own home.
They way he saw it, he could handle people, whom didn’t know him, to push and shove as he let his horse wander the streets. After a while his horse stopped and remained still after a while. But Riku, with his head hanging, didn’t care. His horse stood at a drinking post for horses. Riku lifted his eyes for a moment to see where he was. He felt relieved when he saw the café that Roxas had showed him a few days ago.
With little to lose, and nothing to do except cry, he got off his horse, tied the reins to the post and walked inside the small café. Inside there was not a soul in sight. That was good, he felt relieved as he found a chair and lowered his head on the table. He held back his tears but so wanted to cry. He wanted to cry, even in public, anything to ease the pain.
“What’s wrong?” a girl’s voice interrupted his slowly breaking dam. Riku looked up and found himself being gazed at by Sarah. “Riku, are you okay?”
“No… not really,” Riku admitted, he sat up and kept his head low.
“Do you want to talk about it?” she sat in the chair across from him.
Riku, at first, was hesitating. He didn’t want to tell her about his week, his worse life experience, but something in her eyes told him that it was okay. She was so understanding, and so honest that Riku had found himself go on and on about his week.
Sarah, listening with eyes, ears and soul, nodded. When Riku was done she saw that he was holding back a flood of tears. Sarah, grinning, responded, “You can cry, its okay, I might not understand everything you’re telling me but I’m not one to judge.”
Riku pulled his eyes away, he continued to hold back the tears, “I don’t need to cry, I want to go home,” he said.
Sarah, grinning again, grabbed his hand, and held it tight, “You have to let it out you know,” she said. “If you don’t the anger will eat you inside and eventually it’ll kill you,” she lowered her eyes to his hand, “Listen, don’t worry, even in the worst of times the light will come and it will save.”
Riku, remembering her past, closed his eyes and took a deep breath, he felt bad that he couldn’t help her understand him a little more, but he couldn’t, not in the state mind that he’s in. He couldn’t help but want to cry, he wanted to take her advise so much but he couldn’t. His pride was still there, however beaten down it was.
Sarah grinned, then walked over to his side, “I’ll get you some tea,” she squeezed his shoulders and let some tears fall down, a few hit his shoulder, “You’ll need it because… you won’t cry.”
Riku watched as she walked off. She went into the kitchen and was soon gone beyond the wall. Riku bit his lip and slammed his eyes shut. Without him putting up much fight, a tear fell from his eye. He had never felt so… rejected in his life.
‘What do I do…?’ he questioned. ‘What am I suppose to do now?’
Riku then felt his eyes become weak, he couldn’t hold back the tears much longer, ‘What do I do?’ tears streamed down his face. He lowered his head to the table and started to accept the streams, slowly they became rivers and then waterfalls. Riku continued to wipe his eyes and by the time he had let it out Sarah came back.
“Are you okay?” she asked as she placed the tea pot and two cups down. “Its okay if you cry, I won’t judge you,” she handed him a napkin, “here, wipe your eyes.”
Riku wiped his eyes once more as he reached for the napkin, “Thanks,” he muffled out.
Sarah grinned, she poured his cup first and added his agave and stirred it. She handed it to him as she smiled, “They say a smile can heal a lot of things, anger, sadness, and hatred, I hope my smile is helping, because I don’t know if its true or not.”
Riku looked at her then let out a half chuckle. “I think it’s helping,” he took the saucer and the cup and grinned, “I feel better… a lot better,” he gazed at her, “Thanks.”
Sarah grinned back, “Your Highness, it’s my pleasure,” she said as she started to pour her cup and she did so slower than she did Riku’s. Riku looked into her eyes and found himself trapped in them. Riku found himself, uncontrollably, staring at her.
Sarah grinned, “I never thought I’d sit next to a prince that wasn’t so bratty,” she chuckled.
“Not all of us are bratty,” Riku tilted his head to the side a little, “I admit that I sorta like having things done my way,” he said sheepishly.
“Don’t we all? But what makes the difference is if we use and abuse it,” she said.
Riku sighed, “That’s true…” he pulled his eyes away, “Um… what do I do? I want to go back home but… “
“I know, but if you want to find a job or something, y’know, to get people to see your face and to hear your story or something you should go to my friend’s place.”
Riku raised his eyebrow, “Who?”
“My friend, Rick, should be able to help you.”
“Rick? Where can I find him? What does he look like?”
“Rick is one of the poet’s that performs here, his boss calls him Replica, but I call him Rick because he told me he doesn’t have a real name,” Sarah explained.
Riku raised an eyebrow, “Replica? He looks like me right?”
“Yup, a whole lot like you, I wanted to say something about it the night you came here but I thought it’d be rude.”
Riku grinned, “Sarah, I think Repl- Rick, will help me, he and I are friends.”
“Really? Well that’s good, finish your tea and I’ll take you to his job, he should be there by now,” she said.
“Thanks,” he said once more.
Sarah grinned, she walked over to Riku and gave him a gentle kiss on the forehead, “Don’t worry about it.”