Multicolored Hearts

Riko and the many Tarzans (requested Riko x GoM)

RIko x GOM requested by tumblr user.

Prom: Can you make a story were Riko gets lost and Akashi finds her then all of a sudden every GoM comes and tries taking Riko from him. In which he has to try and save her from them.

I used Spanish as their "native" language because it's the only other language I know *~*

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The crash left her with a massive headache. As she walked around, her vision came back and she was immediately surprised when she noticed she was in the middle of the jungle. What in the world?

Riko was on a flight from somewhere, she can't remember, to a place she can't remember.

The weather was scorching, the air was humid and all she could see were trees, trees, taller trees, and more trees. She was careful with her steps, trying not to touch any poisonous-looking plants and to avoid any and all insects or arachnids possible; it was almost inevitable. After walking for several minutes and having avoided stepping on a multicolored frog, a snake, and having a spider almost land on her head, Riko sat on the cleanest, fallen tree and took a well needed break. She was incredible thirsty. The memories that she tried to recollect were shattered, unable to piece back together. All her pockets were empty, no water or food, the only thing she had was a compass around her neck, her khaki shorts, jacket and hat, her green tank top and her combat boots. She was at the very least grateful for the hat to protect her from the sun's killer rays.

Riko rubbed her eyes, feeling at the verge of tears. She was lost. No memories whatsoever. How was she ever going to get back home? She lowered her head and rubbed her eyes more, trying to rub the tears away when the bush shook in front of her. Riko nearly fell back off the log. The bush shook more and she did get off the log, and hid behind it. A spot of red peaked from the bush. Riko peeked over the log. Standing before her was a boy, a teenager to be more precise, and was not much taller than her. He was almost entirely naked, exposing his well-built, muscled body. He had long cloth hanging around his waist. The one thing that caught Riko's eyes was his bright red hair and matching eyes, with black and white war paint on his cheek bones.

"Quién va?"

Riko froze. She would've guessed meeting a jaguar or some kind of wild animal, but not a native.

"Tú? Quién eres?"

He approached her. Riko stepped back and found herself stopped by a tree behind her. The native stepped over the log and crouched near her. His face was close to hers and Riko desperately tried to back away.

"¿No entiendes?"

Riko shook her head, not knowing what she was saying no to or anything. He stepped back and stood up, offering her his hand.

"You must be a foreigner then," he spoke in slow English (Japanese actually but oh well XD).

"H-how do you-"

"We had a group of foreigners here. They found their way home, but they taught us."

"I see-"

"Are you lost?"

"Yes I-"

"Then I shall help you return to your home," he smiled, stretching his hand out to her even more.

Hesitating, Riko took is and he helped her up. Riko isn't necessarily heavy, but he was strong enough to pick her up in an instance. He led her through the dense jungle, jumping over rocks and fallen trees, crossing small rivers and climbing short mountains. Riko was dying of exhaustion by the time they reached a small patch of flat land full of huts made of straw.