Title. Lost and Found
Part. one / -
Part title. Fighting the darkness
Authour. ~sushisama~ (sushivice@netscape.net)
Warnings. Sappiness for all, much to my chagrin. I've always wanted to say that. Hieh.
Spoilers for the end of the game, as well. And shounen-ai everywhere.
I guess I should mention that.
Disclaimer. The characters mentioned herein are property of Squaresoft
and Disney.
Notes. Aha, the continuation to 'Glossed Over'. And out so quickly after the ending of the
other one, as well. Go me. I'm on the ball. I'm tired and lacking in sleep, but at least I'm on the
ball. This part isn't all that good,
but it's just kind of a set-up for the next part. Well, no not really...
but I really wanted to write this little bit, so, eh, deal with it. I feel no need to explain myself
further. Read and review, please? *squees cutely*
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thoughts [ ] = dreams ( ) = flashbacks
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The Paopu
fruit was a legend known to anyone that lived on the Destiny Island. If one were to share the fruit with someone,
their two destinies would become entwined.
No matter what happened, something would always bring the two souls back
together, no matter the distance of separation, whether it is by land or by death.
It was a legend Sora had known
since he was a little boy. He always
thought of it as some romantic story that, more than likely, was made by some
woman, desiring more attention from her boyfriend. No matter how cheesy it was, though, he still believed in it and
took it very seriously.
He would only share the fruit
with someone he thought would be able to take care of him. A lover, maybe, or just a best friend. In any case, he would not carelessly share
the fruit with just anyone. And, when
he did find someone, he would do anything to stay with that person.
The Keyblade master had come
across said person, and had indeed shared the fruit with him. But it seemed now that he would never get
the chance to live out his life with his silver-haired friend, and instead
would be left to the darkness of his heart.
He fought the Heartless
mindlessly, the graceful movements and techniques of his sword fighting a habit
against those that threatened he and his friends. Alongside of Donald and Goofy, he defeated monsters that were in
the shape of demons and angels, focusing his energy on his ultimate goal: to
find Ansem. And make him pay for what
he had done, not only for the people of the different worlds, but for Riku.
Riku. The silver-haired beauty that had shared the
Paopu fruit with Sora. The teenager had
been taken into the darkness known as Ansem and made into a puppet. Sora had been so close. So close to finally being with Riku, the way
he had always dreamed to be, after the night under the Paopu tree over a year
ago.
And then it was taken away.
He fought his way through the
different worlds until he finally made it to the End of the World. The hardest of Heartless were there and it
took them several fights with several heals and potions before they made it to
the Final Rest. As Donald and Goofy set
their stuff down to rest for a minute, Sora stared at the door in front of
him. He knew where it would lead to.
"Sora," Donald
started, "sit down and rest. And
then we should take the Gummi ship and go back to Traverse for a few more supplies."
The brunette turned around to
face his friends, an unreadable look on his face. "We have enough.
There's no need to go back. Only
to go forward."
"But... Sora, I think it would be a good idear to
just go back, if only for a few minutes," Goofy suggested.
"No." Sora's tone was final. "We have to get Ansem. We have to make him pay for what he has
done."
The king's guards just stared
at him, not knowing exactly what to say.
They knew why the boy wanted to destroy the ruler so badly, but they
didn't know it would be to the point where Sora would only be able to see his
main goal. They figured it would be
best to let Sora do with his revenge quickly.
After all, they did need to get back to their king as soon as
possible...
"Sora, just rest for a
minute, then," Goofy urged.
"And then we'll go get 'im.
But there's no use in you going without any strength."
The human was silent for a
moment before he weakly nodded and stepped onto the glowing green circle that
would restore his health. As the point
worked his magic, he breathed heavily, imagining what it would be like to fight
Ansem. And to destroy him.
/ You will pay for taking him
from me, Ansem... You will pay... /
"Why do you fight me,
boy?" Ansem asked Sora as they stood face-to-face in the hollowed out tree
on the Destiny Island. "Why do you
fight the darkness? We are all to
return to it. Will you not accept this,
and allow your heart to sink?"
"Never," Sora said
in a final tone.
"But..." The former ruler smirked, his voice taking
on a hint of mockery. "Don't you
want to follow him? Don't you want to
be with him again?"
Sora did not reply at
first. It wasn't that easy of a
question for him to answer. After a
moment of concentration, he breathed a heavy sigh and then stared Ansem deep
into his empty eyes, his expression that of determination. "Of course I want to follow him. But, there's no point. Because..." He grinned. "Because
I don't want to be yelled at for an eternity for giving up so easily."
Ansem glared. "Insolent fool," he sneered. "You shall pay for the trouble you've
caused me. When I am done with you,
there won't be enough for you to even become a Heartless. You shall never see him again."
"You're wrong." Sora readied his Keyblade, prepared for the upcoming
battle. "We have to see each other
once again. After all..." He launched himself at Ansem, clipping the
older man's arm. He turned around
quickly, ready for another attack.
"He has a promise to keep
to me."
Sorrie for the abrupt ending, but the rest of it I wanted
to be in a part all its own. Bruu. And this was a really sappy ending. Grr.
I growl at myself for so much cheesiness as of late. And everything seems to keep coming back to
that damnable promise, doesn't it? Eh. Though it's corny, it's Sora's driving force
in this fic, so get over it.
And, seeing as it's early in the morning once more, no more shout-outs. I'll do it soon, because I really like
to. I've just been so tired lately... Augh.
Fucking insomnia... Pardon my
language. I think I shall try sleep
again now. Night, everyone.