Don't own Kingdom Hearts
Midnight was just around the corner, night had fallen on the heartless watching the (hair colour) girl. Orsa didn't really sleep, he did not fully need it. So without (your name) knowing he watched over her as she was trapped in the land of her dreams.
"It's been so long since I first met you (your name)…" the black haired teen spoke quietly.
He gently brushed a strand of her long (hair colour) out of her face, emotions filled his heart, no a piece of Sora's heart not Orsa's. Orsa felt…love when he looked at (your name) and happiness, yet they might be the emotions his somebody held for her not Orsa's.
This made him glare at the wall, why did this have to happen?
Why cant he tell his own emotions?
No why cant he have his own emotions?
He feels a deep hate for Sora, the anti Sora as the nobodies in that Organisation call him, blames the key blade master for everything. Yet Orsa decided long ago what no matter whose emotions he felt he will follow them and protect the girl he clamed as his.
Orsa returned his gaze to (your name) his blue eyes soften on her sleeping form and become more sad then angry.
What did she see when she saw his face?
Did she see a monster?
Did she see a friend?
Did she see a brother?
Did she see a lover?
Did she see Orsa?
Or did she see Sora?
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Did she even know anymore?