Darkness. 300 words
RikuSora angst. Introspective.
WARNING! Shounen-ai alert. Unbeta-ed, as usual. 5-minute work in a sweltering place that reeked of boredom. KH2-ending based.
Disclaimer: KH is so obviously not mine.
At that moment, after Xemnas had been defeated, when Sora had smiled at him, telling him that he would be fine remaining in the realm of darkness for eternity, as long as it was with Riku…
Riku wished he had died then. In the midst of that smile, in the after-feel of those words spoken. In Sora's exclusive company… He would have died joyfully.
But the message came, and the light Riku both so loved and so despised found venue for hope. That light, Sora's radiance… opened the door to escape from the darkness; and Riku didn't want it to. He didn't want to return to where he could no longer hide in shadow.
What did living in the light matter, if you were still alone then? At least, in the darkness, you could hide yourself, convince yourself that it was necessary, that there was no other way. But now… it was unbearable. Because he wasn't alone in the darkness anymore; because there were people around him, because he was there… and this feeling, the restricting and overwhelming pain of loneliness… It was a choice.
He could no longer convince himself that neither had a choice, because this time there were no shadows he could conceal the truth in, and the blinding light shone unwaveringly upon the truth.
He would never love him…
It didn't matter what Riku did now, or how much he loved him. In the end… the chasm between them was really far too great.
After all, Sora thrived in this light he now lived in, while Riku… he preferred the darkness that obscured all feeling.
Riku missed the darkness. Even if there he felt no joy, or happiness, or much of anything at all… that emptiness of feeling was always better than this sadness and pain.
To be honest, this had undergone a major revision from the original. I hope my first foray into the Kingdom Hearts fandom proves satisfactory… /
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