A/N: Another one for khdrabble. Woo.
Warnings: Angst?
Disclaimer: Riku belongs to those Squaresoft dudes, and whatnot.
Summary: He dreamed in monochrome.
He dreamed in monochrome with the volume muted, because there were no colors or sounds necessary for him. It was only the scenes he needed—images of innocence and happiness and unquestioned friendship. In his dreams, he remembered watching the sunset and building a raft; he created memories of sharing paopu fruit with his best friends and tamely floating away in the direction of the sun. These dreams overshadowed his nightmares (possession, battles, desperation, anger, betrayal, and darkness), though the horrors were realistically painted and loud enough to frighten him. The dreams burned brighter in his mind, because his heart loved and remembered only in silence.