Kinda trippy. I'm not exactly sure where I was going with this.
Summary: What if Sora, Riku and Kairi were able to leave the island? One-shot.
Unborn Journey
Kairi neatly stuffed all the supplies in several different plastic bags, sorting them so that they would be easy to find and wouldn't take up too much space, and sighed in delight of her finished tasks. Sitting beside the supplies, she reached into her pocket, taking out a pink star-shaped trinket. She smiled down at the little object, before looking out at the vast ocean.
They had finally set sail.
"Hey Sora, why don't you get off your butt and help out?" Riku snidely told his friend, "I'm navigating and Kairi's already sorted our supplies. You go make sure that the raft is still intact."
"Of course it is, Riku." Sora declared, but still went to check anyway. He got on his stomach to inspect every board of wood, which made Kairi giggle a little. After thoroughly searching for any mistakes, Sora grinned to himself.
"See, Riku? Everything's in tip-top shape."
The female of the trio nodded "You did a great job building it."
The brunette pouted, "What about me? I helped."
Kairi giggled again, "You did a great job too, Sora."
Riku snorted, sitting down to relax against the mast.
Ten minutes later, the brunette feels a drop of water and looks up at the sky-once blue, now gray, "Riku, a storm's coming."
"I know. The waves are getting steep." the silver-haired gets up, sighing.
"What? But I checked the weather today," Kairi responded, clearly worried, "It's supposed to be clear skies for the next two days!"
"Sure doesn't look like it..." Sora says, brushing his bangs out of his eyes, and letting them blow in the wind.
"I'll furl the sail." Riku announces quickly, grabbing hold of a rope.
CRACK!
A strong gust of wind breaks the mast, throwing it off. Sora and Kairi shriek and brace themselves as a second blast of wind blows straight at them.
Sora is first to open his eyes, as he takes a look around, only to see Riku far in the water, holding onto the broken mast.
"Riku!"
"I'm fine!" he shouts back.
"Hold on!" the brunette reaches into the water and paddles, attempting to push them towards his friend, "We're coming!"
Kairi bites her lip in anxiety before joining Sora. From his spot, Riku starts paddling with his feet, using the mast as a support.
By now, it's raining hard, and the waves start to roll higher and higher by the second.
Another wave hits the raft, causing Kairi to lose her balance.
"Ah!" she exclaims, waving her arms around as she tips forward off the edge of the wood.
"Whoa!" Sora steadies her, "Careful, Kairi."
She nods in appreciation before turning back to look at her other friend. "We're almost there, Riku!"
Riku looks up from paddling, his eyes widening. "Guys! There's a-"
He gets cut off by a sudden splash in his face, before coming back up, coughing.
"What?!" Sora shouts, putting a hand to his ear and trying to hear over the roars of the wind and ocean.
"Behind you! A giant wave!"
Both heads whip around to see the mentioned kahuna.
A million phrases (not all of them very appropriate) flash through Sora's mind, but all he does is stare in silent fear. He hears a high-pitched scream while Kairi grabs his torso, pulling them together as the giant wave swallows them.
Sora keeps his eyes shut, even when they surface. Seconds pass by before he uses the last of his courage to open his sapphire eyes to examine the situation. Without even looking, he knows Kairi's arms are wrapped around his neck tightly, shivering from both fear and the cold gales. The soaked brunette glances in every direction fearfully.
Riku is nowhere to be found.
"Riku?!" he screams, swallowing salt water before coughing it back out. "Riku?! RIKU!"
"It's no use..." Kairi heaves, "R-Riku is-"
Another wave falls onto the duo, leaving Kairi flailing and spitting out water.
"Kairi, hold on!" the boy pulls her closer.
Her frightened blue eyes locked with his, "Sora! Sora, I..."
She was cut off by a crashing wave.
Sora opens his eyes for the umpteenth time, panicking when he feels no arms around his neck, and sees no red hair in front of him, "No...Kairi...Kairi?!" his eyes scanned the waters around him, "KAIRI!"
Another wave crashed.
Sora is pulled down under.
He opens his eyes under the water in a dazed state, aggressively waving his arms around him and trying to resurface. He can feel his body starting to tire and his mind going fuzzy as the ocean takes him deeper and deeper.
Suddenly, feeling sleepy, Sora stares off into the darkness, hearing millions of echoing voices in his head.
"No..."
"I don't belong...in anyone's heart."
"The darkness...where did it come from?"
"No one would miss me."
"Is it that I'm not supposed to exist?"
"Sora..."
Out of nowhere, there was a blonde boy, probably about 15. He was transparent, like a ghost, just looking straight at him. He had no expression whatsoever. Sora desperately wanted to call out to him, to reach out and cling onto him for dear life, but he knew it was useless. He wouldn't move anymore. Couldn't move anymore. The boy wondered why he was seeing these people-people he'd never met before.
But just who was this blonde boy in front of him, watching him sink to his death? Sora felt like he knew him-almost as much as he knew himself.
With no warning, he faded into nothingness, as if he was never there in the first place.
In his dazed state, a thought occurred.
What if they were people from his future?
In this predicament, Sora was sure he wasn't going to make it. He didn't even get why he was still alive, seeing people now. Or was he even alive? He didn't know. Maybe he was becoming delusional. Isn't that what happens when you're about to die?
Face after face came and went, but the only one that stuck was the blonde boy's.
So it came as a surprise to see him reappear again.
'You...it's you again...' he spoke in his mind.
"Again?" the boy cocked his head to the side, hearing his thoughts, "That wasn't me. That must have been the part of you from the future."
'Part of...me?'
And Sora realized that the second blonde had a somewhat lighter look and had different clothes on. But he looked exactly the same as the first.
"You had so much in store in your future..." he said, sounding disappointed.
'I...' Sora didn't know what to say, 'Wh-who are you anyway?'
"I'm someone who was going to be saved by you," he said, "But not anymore. You're dying. Now I can't wake up."
'W-wake up? What?'
"You were my only chance of coming back. You were my only chance to save my friends."
Despite his confusion, Sora had to blink back tears. Why was he crying? He didn't know this boy or his friends. Yet his heart ached whenever he looked at the older boy.
For a while, they stared at each other, and like a dam had been opened, tears started overflowing the blonde boy's eyes.
"You know, you saved me twice...and you just wanted to see what the world really was, just like me..." the boy hastily wiped his tears, "Even if I can't see my friends anymore...even if you let me down now...I can't say that I regret staying with you, Sora."
Suddenly, the blue-eyed brunette was just a young child again, back when everything was normal and okay. The young Sora was crying, torn by guilt, 'I'm sorry...'
The blonde bent down and ruffled his brown spikes, with a bittersweet smile, "We'll meet again someday."
With those words, both boys were engulfed with light.
The last thing Sora saw was Ven-wait, who?-reaching towards him to cover his eyes.
"Thank you for everything, Sora…goodbye."
And then everything went black.