I just finished writing a song and then this hit me in the head. So basically this is the song's story, but it ended up making itself into a fanfiction. I'm most likely going to do one of two things: makie this a twoshot, or making a sequel. But that's only if people actually read this. Anyway enjoy!
As Sora walked into his small apartment, his eye caught the glare off of something on his desk. He threw his keyes in his long coat and slowly made his way to the desk, not even bothering to close his door. He picked up a small piece of paper with glittery writing attatched to an envelope.
'I found this as I was going through a box of mine, and thought you should have it. Sorry I haven't had time to visit lately, but I've been really busy. We'll have to catch up sometime though, kay? ~Kairi'
He ripped open the envelope, eyes widening when he saw what it was; Riku and himself. The memory of the day the picture was taken surfaced, despite Sora's attempts to keep in the back of his mind. He still remembered it though, almost like it had happened yesterday. Riku had dragged him around the island the whole day, just the two of them. At the end of the day, Riku had dragged him to the beach shore to watch the sunset. Sora had been immersed in the view, and even as he was turning to ask why Kairi wasn't there with them, his eyes were still glued to the sight. However, they quickly tore away from the sky to the boy in front of him with shock, as Riku was now kissing him. There had been a flash and both boys were caught off guard as a giggling Kairi came out of a bush and waved a photo in the air. They had spent the rest of the evening chasing the girl, attempting to get the photo from her, though unsuccessful.
Memory after memory bombarded his head, and he soon came to the relization he was crying, to which he angrily wiped his eyes, but no matter how much he tried to get it to leave, the feeling of loss still remained. He stormed out of his door and slammed it, exiting the building altogether and walking the empty snow covered streets. The two had lived side by side, he recalled, right up until Riku had just upped and left, disappearing without a trace. Sora hadn't known about it, and spent his morning trying to figure out how to tell his friend how he meant to him. He had never gotten the chance to say it though, had never gotten to say "I love you." Sora laughed bitterly, at that thought.
He never relized until now just how young he had been. He was what? 10? 12? He knew that it had nothing to with anything though, he had still meant it. It had broken him, broken him so badly, to the point that not even Kairi could cheer him up. He had grown up fast after that, drifting away from everyone he was close to, until finally no one was left. Now he was 28, and in the city, having moved away from Destiny Islands as soon as he could. Kairi was the only one he had contact with now, having followed him out of concern. She was worried, dropping in from time to time, whenever she could, making sure the boy didn't do anything rash. Too many memories lingered in their former homes, too much pain.
He'd tried to move on, really he had, but he never could, Riku always prominent on his mind. He tried to say those three words, but he found he couldn't; he never meant it, and he didn't want to leave someone as broken as he was. If he was honest with himself, he never wanted to mean it. There was only one person he could picture himself with, and that was Riku. He knew he had been young and that it had been a while, and he doubted his silver haired friend remembered him, or even cared for him, with him leaving the way he did, but if Sora ever found him, if he ever saw the other man again, he would hold him and wouldn't let go until h the very end, and even then he'd still hold on. He found that he was now in an abandoned park, and had made his way onto a swing, staring at the frost bitten ground.
"I love you," he whispered softly. He relized that he had never missed Riku like he did now, never relized just how much the other boy had meant to him, and that he never meant those three words more than he did now, at that very moment. Because that was the truth; he loved him.
I dunno what city it is, use your imagination. I'm sorry it's AU, but it just sorta wrote itself. I feel kinda sad right now. I guess absence really does make the heart grow fonder!