Hi! kez-chan here! Just so you know, this will be the final part of the Breathless saga. I planned for this to be a quartet and for some strange reason started writing this chapter before I'd even finished part one meh go figure.

Thanks so much to anyone who's read the whole thing so far and stuck with it especially those of you who reviewed/faved/alerted it.

Guess what, breathless finally has fan art Kyaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! thanks Roxy chan I love it!

btw this is set five years after part 3

OK I'll shut up for now and let you read the first chapter of Breathless 4: The Darkest night!

Disclaimer; I do not own anything in this!

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It was dark out. The city lights preventing anyone from seeing the stars.

Sora was walking, head down, watching his feet as he aimlessly followed his friends.

They had dragged him out as usual, they just didn't seem to get that this time of year all he wanted to do was hide in his room and sleep it away, he was beginning to think they were all insensitive jerks.

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"Sora !Get out of that bed right now or I'll poor this water all over you!" Came Kairi's voice from somewhere in the room. Sora just groaned and hid deeper in his covers trying to drown out her yapping.

SPLASH!

"KAIRI!" Gasped Sora after she had poured freezing cold water all over the bed.

"I warned you! Now get up, clean up and dress up I'm taking you out! You need to get out for a few hours."

Sora peeked out from under the soaking wet covers and glared at Kairi, mentally throwing daggers at the woman. "Did it ever occur to you that I might not want to go out?!" he yelled as he threw the covers off and got out of bed, storming off to get a shower.

"I don't care Sora. You do this every year and I wont watch you get all depressed again we're going out and that's final!" Storming out of the room and stomping her way downstairs, Kairi sat in the living room of the house she had shared with Sora for the past few years, to wait for him to come down.

Thirty minutes later, Kairi looked up at the sound of footsteps coming down the stairs.

"Happy, your Highness?" Grumbled Sora as he came down into the living room.

He wore black boot-cut jeans, black boots, and a black skin tight turtle neck sweater.

He'd washed his brown hair but just couldn't be bothered to spike it so it just hung, framing his face and barely touching his shoulders.

"You'll do. Now come on." Kairi said impatiently as she ignored the glares coming from those dull Sapphire eyes of his and grabbed his hand, dragging him out of the house and taking him to meet their friends.

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Yes, it was Valentines day. Again. Sora hated the day with a passion and for good reason.

The day should of been the anniversary of his wedding to Riku. Instead, it just reminded him of the night he'd disappeared, leaving nothing but a pool of blood, silver hair and a painful hole in Sora's heart.

Sora tried not to get depressed, they still hadn't found a body, they couldn't prove he was dead, but the night it had happened, just before Sora and Kairi had found the blood, Sora's heart had shattered and the moment he'd found the blood he had known his lover was dead, he couldn't explain it, but he had.

Now, five years later, Sora had taken to wearing only the darkest of colours, Kairi had taken to trying to cheer him up, or hook him up depending on her mood, and even Sora himself couldn't remember the last time he'd smiled.

He had a job, Sora had started a blog on the Internet, using it as a place to vent his sometimes overwhelmingly depressing thoughts and sometime later someone who had read them had offered to publish the journals as a book of poems. Sora had laughed darkly at the idea, he hadn't even realised he had been writing in that format but he had taken the offer and now Kairi was living with Sora instead of the other way around. Why was she living with Sora? Because she didn't trust him to be alone, what did she think he was gonna do? Kill himself? He wasn't that stupid, he knew damn well killing himself wouldn't reunite him with Riku, no, it would separate them forever.

Now twenty three, Sora hadn't even considered looking for love again. Riku had been his love, his angel and even the thought of a one night stand made him sick to his stomach, he wouldn't betray Riku like that. He just wished that his friends would listen to him when he told them that.

"Sora! Stop lagging behind will you? C'mon!" Sora almost jumped out of his skin as the sound of Kairi's loud voice brought him crashing out of his thoughts and he looked up to see the young woman come away from their friends and walk over to whisper in his ear. "I promise we'll go to a gay club next if you catch up with us now."

I knew it.Thought Sora as he pushed her away and shouted. "That's it! I am sick and tired of you dragging me out all the time! I don't want a relationship with anyone got it? I'm not in-ter-est-ed!"

"Riku's dead,Sora! Stop waiting for him to just turn up on your doorstep!" Kairi shouted back. Regretting her words an instant later as she covered her mouth with a gloved hand.

Sora didn't say a word in response, he simply glared at her as though he could set her on fire, then turned and stormed off in the opposite direction, furious, his hair blowing out behind him from his speed and the wind, leaving Kairi to her sudden guilt at what she'd just said.

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Once Sora had calmed down a little, he began to pay attention to where he was going. Looking around he saw a pub he'd rarely been near and had never been inside of.

He walked closer to it and saw a sign outside the door. Reading it, Sora said to himself, "Open mic night? Heh what the hell, might as well check it out. Got nothing better to do anyway."

So, showing his I.D to the bouncers, he walked inside.

It was dark, crowded and reeked of alcohol, just like any other bar. Sora could hear the sound of someone checking sound equipment and looked around for the stage. It was at the far side of the bar and raised just enough for Sora to see a head of silver and crimson hair among all the people that were waiting for whoever it was to start playing.

Weaving his way through the people, he made his way to the stage for a closer look.

Their was only one person on the stage, he sat on a stool leaning over an acoustic guitar as he tuned it up, getting ready to play a song. His crimson streaked silver hair was long enough that with his head lowered it acted as a curtain, covering his face.

"Hey kid!" Someone off stage shouted, causing the guitarist to look up to his left. Sora looked in that direction to see a middle aged man motioning for the young man to go over to him.

"Hang on a sec." Said the guitarist as he put down his instrument and got up to walk across the stage.

Sora froze. He sounds like, Riku. As that thought crossed his mind he realised that he moved a lot like the silverlet to, though Sora had yet to see his face.

Nah, that's impossible, stop torturing yourself, Sora. he continued before turning and heading for the door, I need to go home and clear mu head. At that, Sora left the building, planning on getting something quick to eat before heading back home.

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Riku suddenly sensed a familiar presence in the room, he'd been distracted by the task of tuning his guitar up before but the moment he'd put it down and started walking he had sensed it and though he didn't recognise it, it felt so familiar that he found himself looking around as he walked trying to feel out who it might be.

"Kid, watch where you're bloody goin' will ya!" Came the managers voice, just before Riku took one step too many and fell from the stage, landing on all fours and twisting an ankle while he was at it.

"Dammit! That hurt!" he gasped as the manager held his hand out for him to take.

Waving away the mans help, Riku got to his feet and dusted himself off."

"You ok?" Asked the manager. If he remembered right his name was Robert.

"I'm fine." Riku sighed, "I'm gonna get some air, I'll be back in a few minutes OK?"

Robert nodded his head once and turned to get back to whatever he'd been doing.

Riku, ignoring the pain in his ankle, weaved his way around the people in the building and made his way outside.

Taking a deep breath of the crisp February air, Riku leaned against the cool wall for a moment before deciding to walk off the pain in his ankle before going back inside.

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After leaving the bar, Sora had gotten a burger and started a slow walk back home.

There weren't many people around since it was almost midnight and most of the party goers had found their favorite clubs to spend the next couple of hours in.

Throwing the wrapper from his burger in a trash can as he past it, Sora suddenly realised there were loud voices behind him.

Don't worry, they're probably heading to the next club. he thought remembering that there was a small one on his route home.

Trying to remain at his normal pace so that the men behind him wouldn't get a rise out of spooking him, Sora tried turning the next corner to test whether or not they really were following him, only to find out, too late, that it was a dead end.

Sora you shit! he thought to himself before noticing that he was indeed being followed. Shit! Shit! Shit!

Trying to keep calm, Sora turned to face his followers and said. "Can I help you guys with something?"

Catching sight of them, Sora was surprised. There were three of them, all very tall, blond, well muscled and very handsome. The shortest must of been at least six inches taller than his own five foot ten. If it wasn't for the fact they were all looking at him as though he were their next meal he might of actually found them attractive.

Not saying a word, the tallest suddenly grabbed Sora by both shoulders and shoved him against the wall, pinning him to it. Then the other two came closer and actually sniffed at his hair.

OK that's just freaky. Sora thought, before, heart racing, saying. "What do you want? Money? Here, take my wallet." he said out loud as tried to reach his jeans back pocket, not an easy task when your arms are pinned to a wall.

"Oh we don't need your money. It's your soul we want." Said the one who had him pinned.

What?Thought Sora, then Oh fuck! when the one holding him revealed a set of vampire like fangs and leaned in towards his neck.

Suddenly the "vampire" was wrenched away from Sora and thrown a good twenty feet to hit the wall that made the alley a dead end.

Shocked, Sora slid to the ground as the other two went to help there companion.

He watched as what looked to be the guitarist from the bar he had just left, ran at an incredible speed to get to the other before he could get away and pinned him before ripping his shirt off, then holding out his right arm as a silver sword shimmered into existence in his hand, seconds later he brought the man away from the wall and ran it through a black inkblot-like tattoo on his chest, not giving him chance to fight back. He turned to a fine golden dust before he even hit the ground.

Sora sat there mesmerised as the other two "vampires" ran at the musician to attack him.

He was just about to yell out a warning when the young man span, taking his sword with him and slicing off one vampires head before coming to a stop and simply glaring at the other, who was yet to reach him. The remaining blond turned and ran.

"Run all you want, I'll catch you sooner or later." Whispered Riku, only slightly out of breath after the short battle.

He looked over at the man he had just rescued and walked over to him, glad the pain in his ankle had for the most part, gone before he had needed to fight.

Leaning down a little, Riku held out a hand to help the brunette to his feet. "Are you alright?" he asked, but the man just stared at him as though unable to believe what he was seeing. Putting his arm down, Riku crouched in front of the brunette before him, eyes searching him for any visible injuries before repeating, "Are you alright?"

Sora couldn't believe what he was seeing. That pale skin, the silver in his hair, the way he moved with perfect grace and precision. (he hadn't seen him fall off the stage before) and that voice.

Riku?he asked himself. Then he put his sword on the ground before holding out his hand again and Sora suddenly couldn't help himself, he reached out and moving to a kneeling position, embraced the crimson streaked silverlet as tightly as he could.

It wasRiku, it had to be, the only difference was his eyes and hair, those black irises could be coloured contact lenses and hello, hair dye!

What the fuck?!Thought Riku as he tried to breathe beneath the brunettes tight hold. Who is this guy? It was then that he realised the presence he'd sensed earlier was back, as though something was tugging at his heart. Was it coming from this person?

"Riku."

At that whispered word, Riku pushed the man away, demanding. "Who are you?"

"What?" The man said as he fell back. Riku watched as a pained expression appeared on the mans features. "You don't remember me?"

Should he? He couldn't remember anything before waking in the home of an Atlantean god named Acheron five years ago and had long ago stopped trying to wrack his brain for memories that refused to show themselves.

Sora watched, his heart clenching as a confused expression crossed Riku's features. The more he looked the more certain he was that it was Riku, but why didn't he recognise him?

Suddenly Sora heard the sound of something whistling through the air just before Riku cried out in pain. Shocked, he looked up over Riku's shoulder to see that the guy who had run a moment ago had come back.

He must of snuck up while Riku was distracted by me. he thought.

"Dammit! I let my guard down!" Hissed Riku between clenched teeth, a searching hand finding the hilt of a dagger lodged in his shoulder blade.

Time it right Riku. he thought as he remained still, keeping an eye on his sword as he listened for footsteps.

Hearing the man walk up to reclaim his dagger under the illusion he had bested him, Riku waited, his body tense.

Just as he felt the dagger being pulled free of him, Riku grabbed his sword and cried out in anger as he spun round while still crouched, taking the sword with him, the blade slicing through the mans legs as though they were made of butter and causing him to fall to the ground, screaming in sheer agony.

Riku stood, gasping in pain as he glared down at the man before driving the sword through his heart as though it were a wooden stake, he turned to dust just like the previous two.

"What was that?"

Remembering the brunette, Riku turned and looked down at the man still sitting on the ground. "Daimons. They are a race of humans cursed to die at the age of twenty-seven. The only way they can live is to take in human souls, becoming like the three who tried to take yours not long ago."Riku explained as he flexed his wounded shoulder, trying to shake the pain.

Taking this information in, Sora finally managed to stand and looked directly at Riku.

"Riku? Why don't you recognise me? Why wont you even look me in the eyes?"

Surprised by the questions, Riku looked up at Sora, accidentally making eye contact but instead of being attacked by images of a possible future like most other times he had done so, he simply felt something strong tugging on his heart and mind as he found his vision blurring. What the fuck? he thought, just as he passed out.

"Shit! Riku!" Sora gasped as Riku suddenly collapsed into his arms. lowering his body to the ground, Sora knelt beside Riku and took a good look at him, it was then that he realised that he still looked like a teenager. He hadn't aged a day since the last time he'd seen him and why didn't he remember him? Suddenly finding his mind filling with questions, Sora jumped out of his skin when he heard his mobile phone ringing. Reaching around his back pocket, he answered it.

"Hello?"

"Sora, I'm so sorry about what I said before, I never should of said that to y--"It was Kairi.

"Kairi. I need you." Whispered Sora, a mix of fear, confusion and restrained joy in his voice.

"What is it, Sora? Where are you?"

"I'm in an alley near a bar called Sanctuary. Kairi...I found Riku," he almost sobbed at his next words, "he's alive."

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Well there you go chapter one all done! Let me know what you think and review please and thank you!