"Riku, what do you think will happen when we're out of school and no longer Keyblade bearers?" Sora pulled his knees up to his chest and looked at his friend, patiently waiting for his response.
Said friend thought for a moment. "Guess that depends on us." He looked at Sora and smiled. "I'm fairly positive I'll be able to finish my senior year without interruption. Same goes for your last two years." He let out a soft sigh. "We're being replaced, remember? I'd say our time as Keyblade Masters is up."
The brunette frowned. "But... I liked being the Keyblade Master. I got to meet so many people..." He looked up to the sky.
Riku scoffed, still smiling. "You wanna fight the darkness in your sixties?" He laughed at Sora's expression. "I wouldn't fret too much. The King wanted us to be able to live our lives normally. He felt we deserved it after everything we've done. Besides, he promised us he'd visit, and said we could do the same."
Sora looked at Riku. "How? We don't even have a Gummi ship..."
Riku shrugged. "I doubt we'll need one."
The brunette looked at Riku, an inquisitive look on his face. "Riku?"
"We have our hearts to guide us."