Warnings: Angst, death, another confusing plot. I seem to like those.
Pairings: You'll see.
Sassy's Note: Well, here's the prologue to the thing I mentioned at the end of Follow My Steps.
Through This Intricate Dance
It was déjà vu.
A horrible, horrible sense of déjà vu.
Sora smiled through the blood and held his Keyblade up to Riku. The silvered teen took it, face twisted in emotion.
When Sora uttered a few parting words, Cloud had to turn away. He couldn't relive this. He shut his eyes tightly behind a wall of matted blond spikes.
His chest squeezed painfully and emotionally at Riku's scream of anguish. Somewhere in his mind, the scream was echoed with one of his own.
Long ago and far away that had been him.
His eyes burned when he looked over his shoulder at the boy.
Riku was standing now, holding the Keyblade that was not his own. He looked up to the sky, and Cloud saw the same expression on the boy's face that had been on his years ago.
He heard Riku mutter his own parting words to the rainy sky, blood – though not his – smeared on his hands and face.
Sora lay still on his back in the red puddles of water.
He was smiling.
This was no coincidence.
This was the past replayed.
This was hell.
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That was one year ago.
To be continued…
Sassy: God, what is my thing with killing Sora off?
Just so you all know, this one will ALWAYS be on the backburner. Sorry, but I have school work and things I'd rather get a jump on other than this. It will be short, but it will be intense. I'm expecting the chapters to be way longer than my usual. Like, way, way longer.
Anyway, people/things you may blame for this: Honors Physics class, Crisis Core, Jediempress, Final Fantasy VIII, me, and cookies.
Yeah, I know it's short, but if it intrigued you just a bit, please leave a review.