Fall to Pieces
Author(ess): the Maria half of Zeida and Maria
Summery: What if my freakish fleeting thought, the result of not having finished the first game, and not having played Chain of Memories, was true? Basically, Sora was... not... just not. and Riku was trying to make him himself again.
Disclaimer: I don't own Kingdom Hearts (is Riku in bondage?)
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Ch. 1: New Life
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Roxas gasped as he awoke from another strange dream. In the dream he was not himself, he never was lately. He was, as one dream with a mirror showed, a different boy entirely; a boy about his own age with spikier-than-thou brown hair and bright blue eyes. It was the eyes that Roxas always remembered, they were the only way he recognized himself. They were his eyes. He really had to see a shrink. The blond boy could just imagine the conversation. 'Do you feel that you are... inadequate? Do you think you want to change ' Or better yet, 'Do you feel an inexplicable need to dye your hair brown?'
Roxas changed out of his pajamas and into his favorite outfit. It was a comfortable white short-sleeved jacket with a red collar and a black checker pattern along the seams. Visible beneath the unzipped jacket was a high collar black shirt with a zipper splitting it up the middle, leading to a shuriken shaped grip. This under shirt reached below his fairly short jacket to overlap black and white jeans. Roxas hopped toward the door pulling on the second of his black, white and red sneakers. Loosing his balance, he instead crashed into it.
The hapless boy stumbled into the usual spot, where three kids his age lounged. They didn't notice him for a moment, so Roxas was able to regain his composure. Today was not his day.
"When's he going to get here?" whined a curly blond haired boy, Hayner. Roxas snickered, covering his mouth before anyone heard him. Hayner would never act like that in his presence. They were always competing. He knew the boy got lonely without him.
"He probably just overslept again. He's been looking strained lately." Soothed the only girl in the room, Olette. Hell yeah, he was stressed! He had a voice in his head pretending to be a psychiatrist and break it to him gently that he was schizo. There was just something wrong with that.
"Yeah, besides it's summer, we aren't supposed to be on time!" agreed the slightly heavy built boy sitting next to Olette on the little green couch. The love seat, Roxas thought, snickering again. Friends were great; they cheered you up from a horrid day, without even knowing you were there!
"You guys talking about me?" he drawled suddenly from behind the curtain blocking the cozy area from the street. It was about time he'd made himself known.
Roxas walked in grinning but looking, as Olette observed, strained and tired. Hayner leapt off the stack of crates that were his seat and strode across the room to the entrance. He put an arm around Roxas' slim shoulders, laughing.
"Of course we're talking about you. You are our sole source of amusement, O, egotistical fruit loop!" He exclaimed in mock seriousness.
Roxas shook his head and sat in his spot, a lone crate against the wall, next to the green couch that Pence and Olette occupied. "So, what are we doing today?" he asked.
"Well, our attempts to get to the beach this summer are miserable, but I think-" Hayner started, before he was interrupted by an irritable girl.
"NO! We have to do homework!" Olette reminded everyone. There was a collective groan, and all of the boys slumped over in their seats.
"Oh, come on!" Pence said, "It's summer!"
"But tomorrow is the Struggle and both Roxas and Hayner are in it!" she reprimanded, "If not today, then when?"
"All right, we'll do it today," Roxas caved, sighing. "What's our topic?"
Pence suddenly stood up and showed everyone a map, almost as if he hadn't just been objecting. Roxas mentally shook his head, that boy was prepared for everything. "I had this really cool idea, you see I heard these rumors about downtown. They sounded really freaky, like these steps," Pence pointed a marked location out on the map, "They count different going up and down!" He wiggled his fingers to suggest mystery and magic.
Hayner laughed. "It's like the seven wonders of Twilight Town!" Roxas laughed as well, pointing out a tidbit that he'd heard that the other two were apparently missing.
"You guys do know that it was Rai that found out that stair bit, right?" They all snickered; the bulky boy was horrid at math. Everyone rose. Olette was the fastest and followed by the rest, to head to the station that would bring them to downtown Twilight.
"It's free if we stay within the town, right?" Roxas asked. The seven wonders of Twilight Town? This might not be too bad, for schoolwork.
"Yep! We get this done, and then tomorrow, I beat you up at the Struggle tournament!" Hayner crowed.
"In your dreams!" retorted Roxas. Life was good.
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Light flooded a dark room where normally only a silhouette was visible due to a multitude of flashing screens around the chamber. A tall figure in a black cloak walked into the door. He closed the door quietly behind him, letting the room fade once more. "DiZ, how much longer?" the figure asked in a young man voice.
"75 percent restoration, not much longer now." answered the silhouette in front of the monitors. He sounded much older than his hooded partner, his voice deep and grating.
"Could... I mean, would it be safe to see him now?" asked the younger man hesitantly.
A hoarse laugh emitted from the bandage-clad head. "You can visit your friend." he replied. "The password is 'Paopu'."
The mysterious figure nodded in acknowledgement, and walked over to a strange light emitting from a device hanging from the ceiling. He reached out a gloved hand to touch the light, and vanished.
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Roxas had a long disturbing day. In downtown Twilight Town they had looked for the seven wonders for their project. And, boy, did Roxas find them! They were defiantly wonders. But none of his friends saw that, they were always just seconds too late, and only noticed the natural phenomena that the wonders emerged from. He sighed, lying on his back and closing his eyes. That doppelganger had to have been the worst of it, although Vivi was always rather freaky.
"Roxas."
He shot up again looking for the source of the sudden voice. His clear blue eyes opened in wide surprise as he aw the tall, hooded man standing in front of him. "Where'd you come from?!" Roxas exclaimed, searching his room for a weapon. Unfortunately, everything was on the other side of the stranger.
The hooded figure reached up and pulled down his hood. In front of Roxas stood a boy, barely older than himself. He recognized the face. Roxas doubled over on the bed, holding his head. Ice blue eyes! He gasped in pain, the face! Long, layered white-blue hair. (Although it was now faintly purple, which confused him.) Roxas thought his head would explode. This was the best friend of the boy he always turned into in his dreams. Roxas looked up, trying to focus.
"Who... are you?" he finally managed to gasp. His heart was pounding in his ears, and his eyes were tearing up.
"You know who I am." the boy said calmly, his visage swaying in front of Roxas.
Roxas felt himself begin to drift away, just by the sound of the voice. What was happening to him?
"Riku?" The boy nodded.
"Yeah, but I'm afraid it's not you I want to talk to."
Roxas didn't understand, why would he even be here if he didn't want to talk to the only person in the house at the moment? Riku reach out and gently touched Roxas' forehead.
"Paopu." he said.
"Wha...?" Roxas collapsed, his cobalt blue eyes hazy, but not closing.
Riku sat on the bed next to him and pulled his prone form into a sitting position. "Sora? Are you... here yet?"
The foggy blue eyes looked up at him, and Roxas' body leaned against Riku. His mouth was slightly open, "Ri...ku?" it formed in a quiet weak voice.
Riku smiled and hugged the boy. "Don't worry, you're almost back. How much do you remember?"
"Almost everything. There are blank spots. I'm... confused..." whispered the weak voice from Roxas' mouth.
"What about?"
"This body... it's not... me..."
"Well, it is... sort of you. And it's the best option we had."
The possessed body looked up, confusion imprinted on Roxas' features. "What do -?"
The boy way cut off by a loud voice emanating from nowhere. "Riku, your time is up. Send the boy back to his dormancy." called DiZ.
"Sorry, Sora, I've got to go." the silver haired boy stood and gave Sora-Roxas a quick hug, before touching his head and repeating the password. The blond collapsed again and Riku tenderly tucked him in and turned off the lights. In the darkness of the night, the intruder faded out of Twilight's existence.
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"You need not have told him that." DiZ reprimanded Riku.
"He should know. Where's Naminè?" Riku tossed the warning aside with a lazy wave of his arm.
"Don't worry, the preparations will take just a little longer, then you can have your friend back."
Riku smiled before turning to leave and tie up a few loose ends.
"Wait."
The sea-blue eyed boy turned in time to catch a small object thrown to him. "What's this?" he asked.
"Keep that on your person at all times. If there's an emergency I'll use it to get you here in a hurry." DiZ informed him. Riku nodded.
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Sora opened his eyes to see a world of darkness. Where is this? he thought. Then it came back to him, this is where he had been for a while now. It was a world of absolute nothingness occupied only by his ethereal form.
"Riku...?" he said aloud. It echoed through the silence, "Ku... ku..."
Riku had come; he had brought Sora to this place. His best friend had made this place. The blue eyed boy remembered him saying something like he would have to stay here for a while, but Riku would get him out. The boy in question had visited on several occasions, updating him, keeping him company or just talking to him. He, Riku, had explained that something bad had happened to Sora's body - they weren't sure what or how-, and he could no longer use it. The brown haired boy shuddered at the painful memory.
-Flashback; Memory Skyscraper-
Riku cuddled Sora's still form. He didn't have long now; Ansem and Maleficent's final curse had wasted him. They had worked together to form the final blow. The small boy in his arms groaned and shivered in pain as Riku rose, carrying him. He had torn those two up, though. There was nothing left of them anymore.
"Ri...ku..." Sora gasped.
"Shhhh... Don't worry." the older boy soothed, although it didn't seem like the carefree boy was worrying, even in these moments. The silver haired boy loved that about him.
"I... found you..." Sora smiled, his eyes barely opened, taking in the features of his long lost friend. Riku smiled and nodded.
Sora's body was almost gone now, disintegrating at an alarming rate. He cried out as more of him was eaten away by the spell. Riku walked carefully, so as not to cause Sora more pain and gently laid him on a ledge. Muttering in some arcane language, Riku cast a spell to force darkness gathered around him. He held up his arms and ripped open a door into the darkness. He turned back to Sora; barely anything was left of the brunette now. Riku lifted the suffering boy through the portal as the last of him vanished into golden dust, carried off by wind. Tears began to escape his ice blue eyes as he waited for Sora's heart and soul to gain a consciousness.
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Sora pondered his latest meeting with Riku. He had had a corporeal body. It wasn't his. The ghostly boy wondered if the person had a life before Riku had claimed his body for himself. Or maybe, thought Sora, cross-legged and upside-down, it was a corpse. His best friend, he knew, would die for him. But would Riku kill for him? Sora shuddered, he hoped not. Floating gently on his back now, Sora went over the possibilities. Wasn't there any other way than to steal someone's body? Sora had actually entertained thoughts of a cloned body. He laughed. Clone! Cid had once explained what a clone was, but he said even he didn't know how to make one. That was saying something. Although, Cid was more of a robot person, and clones were supposed to be 'bio-type'. Sora frowned, thoroughly derailed. He would have to ask Riku how his friends were next time he came.
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Note: As you can probably tell, this is going through editing! I love the plot of this, the fact that it has one, and that it has an ending. I'm just rewriting. I suppose that I'll do it as a different story though…
Also, feel free to pick my story to pieces! Show me all my faults! I won't improve without you! (Well, not as much, as fast...)
Anyway, luv you all,
Queen of the MEEP