I've decided that drabble writing is fun, but instead of posting them in separate and very annoying single stories, I compiled them into one fic. The drabbles will mainly focus on Sora, Riku, and Kairi (because they're my faves), but I'm sure there will be more characters in it eventually. Right now I'm aiming for twenty drabbles. Not a very high goal, but I'm also working on way too many fics at the moment.
DISCLAIMER: Do not own. Never shall own...
1. Eyes
Sora still greeted her with the same smile, that charming, toothy grin he had possessed before the islands had been overcome by darkness.
But it wasn't his smile that bothered her. It was his eyes that had changed.
Where once shined a bright, inquisitive innocence now lurked something darker. They were still as blue as the azure waves that lapped against the shores of the tiny island that had shackled his innocence for so long, but his expression had narrowed, grown suspicious. She sensed something indiscernible, not quite evil… but certainly far from the wide-eyed purity they had held during a time when he still dreamed of falling stars and fairy rhymes.
It probably wouldn't have bothered her so much if he didn't try to treat her with the same naiveté he had lost over two years ago. Sora refused to speak of the details of his adventures, as if she weren't strong enough to withstand the horrors.
"It doesn't matter, Kairi," he told her one day, that ridiculous smile shining bright and incongruously across an otherwise gloomy visage. "I found you and Riku. That's what's important."
Oftentimes she wondered if Sora noticed the twinges of black she could sense lurking in his heart, if he was even aware of how much more in common he shared with Riku these days. Sometimes she would find them alone by the paopu tree, talking about their adventures, sharing in a comradery they wouldn't allow her to understand.
Kairi remembered the blithe days when their greatest worry was the childish notion of who would share a paopu with her. Sora and Riku had even staged a race to see who would win her affections.
She doubted they cared anymore.
That Sora was gone forever, replaced by this corrupted thing. This was not the person she knew. Kairi remembered a happy, carefree Sora whose white light and insatiable curiosity outshone even the blackest evil on the fringes of the universe.
And she wanted that boy back.