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Sora never wanted to angst. light BL but Sora never got asked
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Pause.
An almost forgotten kind of hesitation.
Delay of Golden-Boy duty as the sky's soul and body protested being a soldier and just following orders.
Waiting - praying for a sign that (please oh please) he wasn't a murderer - cold blooded killer now.
He was still little Sora Hiyato from Destiny Islands. Still the not-to-bright but bubbly boy that no one could stay mad at.
A boy more people loved then wanted to obliverate.
He missed the day's of him and Riku. Of him and Kairi. Of the three of them together... mostly, of him and Riku, before she threw a spanner into the works.
Even... no, especially when they were fighting.
But then, he'd been thrown in the 'real-world' now, forced into a dog-eat-dog kinda place where no lonely fourteen year old sould ever have to be in.
It was kill or be killed.
In a second, hesitation was flattened by a giant sword almost tearing open his ribcage. Oblivion struck in almost intant retaliation, then continued on in rampage. Slicing and swinging and shining with the eery black of Heartless blood. The obscure nothing of Nobody insides.
Every soul weighing down apon his own.
-maybe the darkness has gotten to me too-
And maybe Sora soul was unreversably tainted now. Broken. Aching.
But noone (but Riku) cared about that anyway. It was his heart they all wanted. the shining glow that they all saw as pure.
Sora saw as Riku's.
Riku saw as to good, to perfect, for him to ever deserve.
So Sora breathed a sad sigh of victory, moved forward to catch up to his innosent (even more so then he could pretend) companions. Pushed aside hesitations and worries to fight...
For Riku...
For Kairi and Mickey and Leon and Yuffie and Merlin and Ansem and Cloud and Minnie and Alice and Cinderella and Beast and Simba and-
Everyone else in all the worlds!
Until finally, this ache took over.
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And a new light came and hunted him.