Confrontation

The excitement had barely died down at all, still, and it had been already a week. A week since their return home. A week since the best reunion Sora could have ever imagined. It was better than the dreams he'd had. After all, reality was, ultimately, better than dreams. Smiles could not be wiped from their faces for too long at a time, because this was reality. There was no waking up to find that none of it had been real at all. Sora pinched Riku right away to make sure of that. Riku had, in turn, punched Sora in the arm, so it couldn't be a dream. He wouldn't have felt it.

But throughout the entire blissful week, Sora had been plaugued. He wanted so bad to confront Riku, but the oportunity never presented itself. Between their parents being similtaniously angry and completely happy and returning to school--which Sora never liked to begin with--the time just hadn't been there. Sure, they hung out on the small island just like before, but he couldn't just blurt something like that out. No way! It was so embarrassing!

He'd told Kairi of the situation halfway through the week. She'd been ecstatic, having believed it couldn't be true. With her support, he was slightly more confident. Not that he hadn't been confident before, but still, it's hard to do sometimes. To tell someone that.

He finally got his chance. Kairi was off with Selphie, watching Tidus and Wakka play some ball game. Kairi absolutely refused to let them play, thinking that it would only serve as another competition between the boys. Riku pointed out that competition was the point of games, but the red-head wouldn't hear it. It was better to just let her have her way. They could always play it later, anyway.

They sat on the usual tree in the usual spot, just like usual. Just looking out at the sea, Sora could almost picture the other worlds out there, slightly beyond his reach, but never totally gone. He'd almost forgot his reason for going there, but suddenly remembered, thinking of the worlds. "Hey, Riku?"

"Yeah?" The older boy didn't bother turning to look at his shorter friend. It wasn't needed, after all.

"Santa IS real!"

This time, Riku's head turned to face his friend, amusement written on his face, but he said nothing, afraid that he might laugh.

"Told you so."

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I WISH I owned them.