Ok, he's my newwest fic.

Raysu: Just note that this has nothing to do with the storyline hikari's other fics. mutters even though only one of them are up currently..

Rie: I'm working on it! Now you get to do the disclaimer for that.

Raysu: (sighs) Hikari dosen't own KH. Nomura-san does.

Enjoy!

He had been at it for a few hours now, dodging and counter attacking the crazy Namine's wildly but accurately swinging chain. Sora threw his keyblade at Namine only to have her chain catch it and fling it back to him. He caught it with his right hand but as he did he felt a sharp pain on his arm where the chain had struck it once again. He ran to the side, avoiding the chain to some extant but felt it graze his arm in the same place it had hit a moment before. He was panting, but he continued trying to get close to the crazed nobody to try and nock some sense into her. It hadn't worked to well so far, and the only damage Sora had been able to afflict on Namine was a small cut on her left cheek that was now hidden by the girl's hair.

Sora stopped for a brief moment, trying to catch his breath, but that was a mistake, as he soon felt the Namine's chain wrap around his waist. Sora was lifted off of his feet and then thrown through the air to skid across the floor. He lay there, panting, as the metallic taste of blood came into his mouth. He then noticed that he could smell it as well, and when he tried to sit up he gasped in pain and fell back down onto his back. He placed a hand to his waist and brought it up so he could see his hand. Blood, warm, sticky blood now covered the palm of his hand. He groaned and closed his eyes as pain washed over him in multiple waves. The keyblade was lying limply in his right hand, Sora currently too exhausted and out of breath to move it.

How had this happened? Sora wondered. It had started out as such a normal day…

Morning of same day

"Sora! It's time to get it's almost noon!" Sora groaned as he heard his mother's voice calling up the stairs trying to get him up. He rolled over and tried to get back to sleep. A few minutes later his mother called again. "Sorata Hikari Hart if you don't get up this instant I'm going to get the water bucket!"

Sora instantly got up, knowing full well that his mother would go through on her threats. Reluctantly, he got up and got dressed. When he opened his bedroom door and stepped into the hallway he could smell the delicious aroma of his mother's home cooking. Sora smiled as he hurried downstairs. It had been a year since he and his friends had returned home, and it was still hard to believe that it wasn't just a dream that would end soon.

As he entered the kitchen, his mother said. "Oh Sora, Riku called and said to met him at the usual island when you get up."

At this news, Sora hurried and put his shoes on, downed some orange juice and a piece of toast, then ran out the door yelling, "Bye Mom! See ya later!" When Sora got to the island, he tied his boat at the old warn dock. He looked around and saw that Riku was sitting on the bent paopu tree like always. He went over to Riku and asked, "What's up?" He jumped over the tree and leaned against it.

Riku smirked at him. "Heh, what took you so long sleepy head?"

Sora glared at him, although his eyes were laughing. "Hey, I just know the fine art of sleeping in."

"Fine art, right." Riku said in a kind of disbelieving way. "How is sleeping half the day a fine art?"

"Well…ah…it just is!" Sora exclaimed, being unable to think of a reason and Riku laughed.

"Hey, how 'bout we do something that we haven't done in a while?" Riku asked a small smile on his face. When Sora gave him a confused look, he jumped off the tree and grabbed two wooden swords that had been lying on the ground. The silver haired teen smirked and held one out to Sora. "Care for a duel?"

Sora smiled and took the offered sword. As the battle began, Sora was reminded of all the days they had spent when they were little just sword fighting, like they were now. Only difference was, they weren't little kids any more and had used weapons capable of serious damage, and actually killed things. But it was nice, being able to still fight as if they hadn't been in life-threatening situation where they had been forced to fight and kill. Sora laughed as he parried Riku's attack and countered with one of his own attacks.

As he was about to attack again, something glittering caught his eye. 'What's that?' he thought, stopping and looking to the source of the glittering. Instead of the wooden door that led to the other side of the island there was a large, pristine white door. Sora heard his name, but didn't care as he became entranced by the strange door as his consciousness began to leave him. It was like something was controlling his body while making his conscious mind fall into a deep asleep. As he got to the edge and was preparing to jump off, he jerked back, realizing something; 'what if it's a trap!?' he thought, but then he heard a soft, soothing, calming voice say: 'it is all right, keybearer. You have nothing to fear.' But he did fear, he was frightened right down to his very core.

Before his consciousness was able to begin failing him again, Sora managed to turn his head and look to his worried friend. "Riku…" But the 'help' he had meant to say didn't come out. Before his consciousness left him completely, the last thing he thought was 'I wonder if this is what is what Riku felt like when he was controlled by Xehanort's heartless…'

"Sora, wait!" Riku called, but it was no use. Sora jumped off the small island and headed towards the door that led to the cove. Riku began to follow, worried. When they had been fighting, Sora had suddenly gained a far off look, and had dropped his sword. When Sora had gotten to the edge he had jerked back and looked at Riku, saying his name and the silver haired teen could see the brunette mouth 'help', apparently unable to speak anymore. For that brief moment when Sora had looked at him, he didn't like what he saw. Fear, tremendous fear, was in the depths of those brilliant blue eyes of Sora's.

Way to the Dawn's worried bearer soon caught up with his friend and stepped in front of him. Sora's eyes were now completely blank, and that did not bode well in Riku's book. He knew these symptoms, had experienced them himself, and it was not something he wanted his friend to go through as it was not a pleasant experience. He tried to grab Sora, thinking that getting him away from the door would help and then throw him in the water, as it appeared that the brunette was in just a trance, not a complete possession.

"Get off." Sora said in a flat, monotone voice, breaking free of Riku's grasp with surprising strength. "You are not the one needed."

"What?" But the next thing that the silver haired teen new was pain and he suddenly found himself on the warm sand. By the time he got up Sora was disappearing into the open white door. "Sora!" Riku yelled, getting up despite the pain and running towards the door that was rapidly closing. But he got to the door a little to late and was locked out while Sora was on the inside. He pounded his fist on the door and yelled again, one hand on his now bleeding chest from the wound that he had gotten when Sora had his him to the ground.

Sora awoke to the sound of Riku's shouts through the door. "Huh?" He looked around to find that he was in a small room, the walls and floor a painful white. He turned around only to be greeted by the same door he had seen before he had blanked out. "Riku!" He shouted through the door.

He heard a sigh of relief before Riku's voice spoke. "Good, your alright." He said.

"What just happened? How did I get in here? What's-" But Sora was cut off as a thick chain grazed his right cheek painfully and it thudded against the door. He turned around only to find to his great shock and amazement to find that Namine was standing in the middle of the room, holding the chain that had just hit him. She was wearing what appeared to be a white Organization XIII coat, and was pulling that chain back to her. But how was it possible that she was here? Hadn't she merged with Kairi?

"Sora what's going on? What was that sound just now?" Riku's voice came through the door.

"It's Namine! She just attacked me with a chain!" Sora answered, dodging as the nobody's chain came flying at him again.

"But how's that possible?! Namine's supposed to be with Kairi!" Sora heard Riku's surprised exclaim. Riku tried to get the door open, but found that it wouldn't budge. "I can't seem to get the door open, can you handle her yourself?" He asked in a poorly hidden worried tone.

"Oh come on, you underestimate me!" Sora replied. "I'll be fine, I can take her."

Present

But that had been ages ago, and Namine hadn't been at all easy. She hadn't said a word or done anything that would explain why she was attacking him. Sora slowly got up trying to ignore the throbbing pain in his waist and back, panting. A megapotion would be nice right about now…a megapotion would be really nice…or better yet, an elixir…Sora's vision was becoming hazy due to the loss of blood and exhaustion. Because of this, he barely had enough time to bring up his Keyblade in defense. Namine's chain wrapped around kingdom key and around Sora's left arm. He pulled back as hard as he could, in an attempt to pull the chain from away from the nobody. But it didn't work, as Namine wrapped the chain around her left wrist and pulled back with surprising strength, and Sora could hear a painful crack in his left arm as the Keyblade was pulled from his grasp. Sora grit his teeth against the pain and held his now broken arm with his right.

"You disappoint me, key." Namine finally said in a monotone voice, her expression that of annoyance. "But I shall give you one last chance. Take your weapon." She tossed Sora kingdom key, which he caught with his good arm.

"One last chance? What are you talking about?" Sora asked, but the nobody didn't reply, but attacked him again. Sora dodged, then, with a determined look on his face said. "Fine, if that's how you want it, then that's what your gonna get." The battle continued, but this time Sora was actually able to get in a few good hits. Soon, he was behind Namine and struck the final blow.

Namine was facing him now, darkness pooling at her feet. "Good job, key." She was still talking in that same monotone voice. "You have done better than I have expected." The nobody began to disappear into the darkness. "We shall me again…and see if you have learned it…"

"Learned what?!" Sora questioned, but it was to late, for the nobody know as Namine had disappeared. Sora was breathing heavily and wanted nothing more than to just collapse in bed and never get up. He heard a clicking noise and took it that meant that the door was now open. He dismissed his Keyblade and slowly but surely made his way towards the door.

Riku was starting to get impatient as Sora had not come out of the fight with Namine yet. He had long since given up trying to open the door as nothing he did worked. He was sitting not to far away from the door, waiting for his brunette friend to come out of it. A few minutes later Riku heard a clicking noise come from the door. He stood up instantly, but regretted moving so fast as he had forgotten about his own wound. The silver haired teen had bandaged it with bandages that were always kept in the seaside shack. Riku walked closer to the door as it opened and Sora came out. "Sora!" He said and quickened his pace.

Sora looked half-dead, a goofy expression was on his face and his eyes were beginning to glaze over. "See…I told you I could do it…" Sora than fell forward, Riku catching him. The silver haired keybearer looked his best friend over and found that he was only passed out. There were also several cuts and bruises all over his friend's body, a bad wound on his waist, and his left arm was sticking out at a weird angle, Riku assuming that it was broken. Riku sighed and bandaged Sora's waist, and then took him home.

A week later Sora was up and about, his arm in a sling and the wound on his waist was almost healed, but his mother still didn't allow him to leave the house. Riku came to visit him occasionally, so Sora wasn't completely bored out of him mind. One night, Sora was sitting in his window, looking out at the sky. He still didn't know why Namine had attacked him and what she meant by what she said. "Was she testing me or something?" He asked out loud to him self. "What did she mean by 'we shall see if you have learned it? What is 'it'?"

Well there you go, hope you enjoyed it. This fic was inspired by ZTKuko's 'Namine versus Sora' pic on deviantart. And much love to Ari (or Nydon as she's known on deviantart), for helping me when I got stuck on the earlier parts of this story.