S H E L L
Riku x Roxas / Riku x Sora
Disclaimer: I don't own KHII.
He looks so much like him. His eyes, his lips, his cheek bones, nose, it goes on…
Crash: my weapon slides a few meters away from me.
"You're too easy" even his voice is almost the same.
"Where is Sora?" He puts his foot against my chest, most likely cracking a few ribs. At my neck he presses his keyblade against my throat.
"Tell me now!" He presses harder, and smiles when he hears me hiss in pain.
"…never" I snap at him in a raspy voice. His keyblade presses harder on my throat, hurting my windpipe. Each breath I make is getting harder and harder to obtain. I try to summon my weapon, but I'm too far from it.
"Then you are useless to me, goodbye." He raises his keyblade away from my neck. I gasp for air, but it stings as it fills my windpipe. He raises it higher and before he fully strikes down I finally got to summon my weapon.
Click: his keyblade is thrown off to the side; he is defenseless now.
I force him to the ground, he tries to resist but he knows it is futile. He knows if he makes one wrong move, his abdomen will be slashed.
I remove the hood from his head, getting a good look at his face.
They look like brothers, the only big difference is the hair.
"What are you doing?" he snapped at me showing even more anger.
"I like to get one good look at my enemy before I send them into the darkness"
"Can't take me to a place I'm already in"
Sora, I am so sorry. I let jealousy get between us. What I did to you, I did unto myself a thousand times worse. I carry the mark of darkness; I am unfit to dwell in the realm of light. You are sleeping, will you ever wake up? How can I trust that DiZ man?
Why does this Roxas boy look so much like you? He smells almost exactly like you, but he reeks of darkness. His eyes, his glare, the way his lips curl when he gets frustrated, exactly the same as you. Is it true this boy is your inner darkness, Sora?
"If you're going to kill me, do it already."
He isn't Sora, he isn't Sora, he is no one, Riku. You are not hurting Sora, you are hurting an empty shell. His shell, a part of Sora, I cannot deny it anymore.
I place my weapon to the side and Roxas gives me a confused look. I get on top of him and press his shoulders down with my fists.
"Is this some odd tactic to throw me off? It's not going to work" He tries to weasel his way out, but I'm strong enough to keep him in place.
I move my lips near his ear, and I smell his hair. It smells exactly like Sora's, he is Sora. All I need to do is close my eyes, and he will be Sora to me.
"I miss you Sora" I whisper in his ear.