So. Hello, and welcome to another one of my numerous fanfictions. This, like the others, will probably at some point drift to the back of my mind and forever be forgotten. Let's just hope it has a good run while I think about it. Basically, this will just be a collection of random pairing one-shots. I WILL be taking pairing requests, but I only do het. Enjoy.
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Sora x Namine
Soramine
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For quite some time now, she'd been there. Every night she was there, just watching. Watching, waiting, driving Sora insane.
Almost every night in the past… how long had it been? Weeks? Months? His entire life? It had become so regular that he couldn't remember anymore.
Every night he had the same dream; every night he lay in the darkness, and every night he looked over and saw her. She just stood there, smiling faintly at him. For some reason, he always found himself unable to speak or move, or even think clearly. He always wished he could look just a little bit higher up, to see the rest of her face. But every time he could only watch this vision in white as she watched him as well, and when morning came he would awaken with only a vague memory of a person in a simple white dress.
She was there again tonight. Tonight, Sora was determined to see her face. And he would, if he got his way. When he set his mind to something, it usually got done.
And so tonight, instead of floating there, he set his feet down on the ground and walked over to her, simple as that. If he'd known it would be so easy, he would have tried harder before.
Her reaction was unexpected (although honestly, he hadn't known what he was expecting); she gasped and backed away automatically as he advanced. He stopped in his tracks, and she froze.
"What is it?" he asked, his voice the only sound in the dark void. "I'm not going to hurt you."
The girl watched him for a moment longer (or at least she thought she was watching him; he still couldn't focus on her eyes) before relaxing a little. She stood up straight again, but stared down at his feet rather than looking him in the face. He moved the few steps it took to close the distance, and now stood close to her.
"What's wrong?" The girl did not respond, only looking off at the ground to his right. He was quiet for a moment, unsure what to say to this strange girl. At least he said, "Do I know you?"
The girl glanced up sharply, but relaxed again after a moment. "Yes, and no…." was her response, but her voice did not sound in his ears; it was as if the words were communicated without sound. Sora took a moment to digest this before speaking again.
"And… I'm forgetting something, aren't I?" To this, the girl nodded solemnly. Again, he was silent, absorbing this. The girl waited patiently, watching him carefully. "…Can you help me remember?" To this she frowned a little, shaking her head. Apparently deciding that it was time to go, she turned away.
He couldn't let her go! Not after wanting to meet her for so long. He reached forward and caught her hand in his. She turned around, surprised. "Please! Help me remember. Just for a little while." The girl frowned again, biting at her lip a little. "Please." He repeated, looking her in the eyes even though he couldn't focus on them.
They stood there for a moment, as the girl fought some internal battle, the boy watching her and daring to hope.
At long last the girl nodded slightly. She reached forward to press two soft fingertips against his forehead and, in a rush, he felt and half-saw a flood of scenes, a rush of what could be memories or could be but dreams. And then he looked up, and into familiar blue eyes. "You're--"
Sora sat up quickly in a cold sweat. His eyes darted around the room which, in the darkness, seemed so foreign. But it was just his same old room, and he was sitting in his same old bed. Even now the dream was fading away faster than he could snatch it back. He sighed and placed his face in his hands.
Sora had trouble getting back to sleep that night, and when he finally did, his dreams seemed somehow empty.
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Yes, well. I know it says one-shots, but I might very well do a sequel to this particular one, if you guys like it….
Also, remember that I take (het. only) requests. Until next time, lovelies….
