Eyes
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"I...I think this is yours."
His silver tresses flowed along with the ocean breeze. The stark black coat he wore looked so out of place in the bright and serene atmosphere. He stood in front of his dear friend, unsure of the object sitting in his hand. The tides lazily dragged in and out, carrying the salty smell through the air.
It was his island. Their island.
The peaceful brunette smiled and merely curled his outstretched hand into a fist, making him clutch the clear crystal in his palm.
"You can keep it. It's yours now."
His voice caught in his throat, silently choking on the overwhelming sorrow, guilt and something he didn't recognize. He didn't know what it was exactly, though he sensed it was something of great importance. Whatever it was, he couldn't possibly keep it...
"Sora-" He choked, gazing into the deep blue eyes with desperation. Sora pressed his forehead against his own.
"It's okay, Riku." He whispered huskily, peering into his own sea green orbs. "I'll find you some day!" He grinned, something Sora was known for, and ran in the opposite direction along the beach. Riku watched him, secretly pining for the boy to come back again. Before he realized it, he called out.
"Sora!"
He stopped and turned around, tilting his head to the call. Looking into Riku's eyes again, he smiled and waved.
"Bye Riku-aghh!!" Something tackled him from behind, causing the boy to tumble onto the sand. A black creature, complete with antenna, pinned him to the ground and reached for his heart. Sora struggled, although it proved somewhat useless.
"Sora!!!" He cried and dashed toward his fallen friend. In one fluid motion, Riku shoved the monster off and pulled Sora up. The spiky headed boy summoned his Keyblade, Oathkeeper.
"Heartless." He accused, taking his stance.
"But what are they doing here?"
Suddenly, more rose from the ground, surrounding the two boys. Riku stood back-to-back with Sora, unveiling his own weapon-a black sword.
"Ready?"
"Always."
With that, they lunged against the army. Sora sung the Oathkeeper against the heartless, recognizing their increased size.
"Riku," Sora gritted, "Something's wrong!"
The cloaked boy kicked one of the creatures back and managed to decapitate it before it could retaliate. More swarmed in it's place, twisting their bodies from the sand. Something was definitely wrong...
They continued battling, though it seemed that the heartless multiplied. A yelp emitted from behind him and he swirled around to find Sora on the ground. The grounded boy struggled against the dark creature as he tried to push it back with the Keyblade. Riku plunged his weapon into the heartless, splattering its body into a million drops. Sora looked to him in gratitude, which suddenly flashed to horror.
"Riku-" Too late. The vile creature impaled its claw into Riku's stomach, much to the teens' fears. Riku kneeled to the ground, feeling the pain in tremendous amount. Sora desperately reached to grab him, but his arm phased through his disappearing body.
"Riku!!"
His world faded around him as Sora called out his name. The heartless surrounded him and Sora.
Sora...! I can't leave him now... NO!!
Riku jolted up only to realize the feeling of hard concrete and cold stone. The occasional buzz of electricity notified him of the electric-most likely neon-sign behind him. His blindfold rustled against the light wind, blocking his damaged vision.
Another dream again...
He ran his hand through his locks in partial frustration. His dreams, always filled with light, always with Sora, was never once invaded by the heartless. It was something that bothered him greatly. He figured his dreams were whispers of longing, nothing more. Heartless should have nothing to do with it.
Right?
He supposed he had become dependent on his dreams. Every single vision, every imaginary breath counted--as it was the only way to see him and their home. It had been so long since Sora left Kingdom Hearts sealed. And although it was technically impossible for Sora to contact him, Riku had some sliver of hope...It seemed as though Sora was reaching for him in a way.
His breath hitched at the thought of the heartless. Something told Riku that this wasn't a mere illusion.
Sora needed him.
The familiar clashing sound against the heavy rain signified a battle taking place on the ground. He smirked, stepping up to the edge of the skyscraper. So the double-weilder was here...
The merciless sounds ceased for a moment and resumed, this time increasing with every heavy step.
Of course... Riku assessed.
He leaped, seizing the Oblivion in his hand as he passed the dual-weilder by. He sensed the dual-weilder glance at him before passing completely.
The gathering is near.
As the wind and water picked up around him as gravity increased his speed, the fleeting thoughts of his dream suddenly lodged in his mind.
"Ready?" Sora asked inside his head, or maybe his dreams. Riku wryly smiled as he felt his emotions twist and knot from agony. The pattering sounds on the concrete rapidly increased in volume as the adrenaline rushed through his body.
Always.
The sounds of the echoing waves dominated the air as the full moon hung overhead. One would suspect the place was haunted as the dim light from the earthreal orb filled the small, twisted harbor of coral. And the figure sitting on a large stub of coral, bathed in the moonlight, could certainly pose as the apparition.
Any normal person would have wept in fear and the overwhelming feeling of sorrow bestowed upon the sight.
Though that did not stop another from appearing.
Another raincoat clad man appeared from a nearby boulder. His hood covered his eyes, although, for a moment , one brightly golden eye revealed itself through the darkness. He slowly made his way to where the other figure waited with a parchment of paper and a glass bottle in his hands. A small silence reigned between them with nothing but the waves and a small passing breeze flowing lazily by.
There was a small understanding within the silence, one that was about to be stated.
"He looks just like you." The sitting one said, peering over to the side. There was no emotion in his voice-not even the wry amusement the affronted one felt. Only a blank statement.
But the picture in his hands did resemble him-or rather, the other him. And that letter...
It has been a while, hasn't it? Two years already...
I know this probably isn't going to go anywhere, but it still helps, you know? Writing down all my feelings like this; it helps me to cope. I haven't given up on you yet and I probably never will. The others don't seem to remember. One time I asked them, and they all replied something like "You know, I had this weird dream" and switch to something else. The eyes will close all around me just to forget, like a defense.
Although I feel alone in a world without you, I still can carry on. I'm sure that you are off doing something important, or at least something vitally significant compared to the playthings at home. Everything has continued from where it last left off. Will you come back soon? Can you tell me of all your adventures? All the daring fights and friends? I can't tell you much of anything new, and I don't even understand what little information I have now. I have such a fragmented tale, it's hard to make sense of...
Please, whatever you do, come back home...
"It's interesting, isn't it, Raos?" The sitting one continued. He scoffed, peering at the dark horizon with silent contempt.
"As interesting as a pile of bull crap. Where are the others?"
His companion's lips twitched upward as he answered.
"They are coming. We've decided to meet at Hollow Bastion."
"Right, and why are we here again? Mizu, don't tell me you're here for the friggin' view." He questioned impatiently. Mizu's small smile of amusement increased.
"Quite possibly. Or maybe I was just waiting for someone?"
Raos groaned, letting his impatience get to him.
"So what are we waiting for?"
"Axel. I believe he is still searching for Sora. And when we do-"
"We'll take the third key, I know. Why can't my copy be suffice? Get it all done and over with now."
Mizu summoned Raos' Key to his lap, oblivious(or maybe not so oblivious) to realizing he annoyed the owner. He gripped the hilt and examined it.
"The Kingdom Key? Sora has the Ultima Weapon? Interesting." Unlike metal, the Kingdom Key mimic did not glow in the moonlight. The smooth surface blended in with the rest of the keyblade. It was antimatter, showing no curves or dimensions, appearing flat. Mizu continued to explain.
"Since when was the copy as good as the original?"
Raos growled, dismissing his weapon into the night.
"Don't push it, Mizu."
"Forgive me, It was not my intention to insult you." He apologized. And it sounded sincere.
Well, as sincere as Raos could make out. Sometimes Mizu was so damn hard to determine...
"So what do we do in the time being? Stand here and look pretty?"
Mizu grinned.
"If that is another way of saying we wait, then yes."
Raos groaned and glared at the ocean with irritation. Oh yes, there was going to be hell to pay...
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They glared at each other with such a hatred that even the others hesistated to interrupt. Such was the typical setting for each gathering and this one was no different. It was always silent before the storm, but this one seemed fragile.
"I'm not just a mindless fool anymore. I don't take orders from you and I never will again. So I don't particularlly care whether Sora lives or not. Get over it."
Raos and Riku never really liked each other in the first place.
A/N: Yay! First chapter done, and my other reviewers are getting angry at me for not updating the rest of my stories --;; Anyway, tell me how it went? Thanks.