A/N; Making good on my claim for the 20 Dreams LJ community. I'd like to thank them for the opportunity (you rock, sparkism!!) to break out of my manga-only shell. Now it's video games!!
Disclaimer; Kingdom Hearts belongs to its creators. (But probably mostly Utada Hikaru. Because it's unlikely that there's something that she doesn't own.)
Dedication; For my younger brother (the older one) who has wanted a fic for his favored fandoms for... like... ever.
20 Dreams
1- 5
Sora
#1 - Paopu
In my dreams, she smiles and takes the star -beautiful star, kind star- from my hands and eyes it. Doubt wells in my throat, and it's tough to swallow. Only in my dreams do I have enough courage to ask the sea to feast with me. Her eyes are a stunning shade of blue, and when she looks up once more, the very ocean is paled by their intensity. I'm sure she can see my red cheeks, for even in my inner mind, I'm reduced to a hesitant, blushing idiot in front of this girl.
She looks at me and raises the fruit to her lips.
"It's good, Sora. Try some!"
- I do not deny her.
#2 - Teenager
Savior of the world and those beyond it. Master of the Keyblade. Heartless-fighting warrior.
Somehow, even an overall hero was still prone to adolescence.
The times in between his rescuer-master-warrior-hero tirades, when he was safe on Destiny Island with family and friends, secure in his own bed without the adrenaline spurred by current adventures flooding and surging through his mind, a somewhat... different path was walked by his subconscience. A path often travelled by boys his age, involving close female companions with smiling eyes and smoothe skin and soft, soft brown hair that shimmered crimson in the burning sunset... Dreams that would jolt him upright in bed, heart pounding as though it was incapable of regaining a normal pulse, images still imprinted inside dark eyelids. Images that he was ashamed of. Images that he revisited from time to time like the young man he was. Images that, for the longest time, didn't allow him to look Kairi in the eyes for nearly three months.
He had prevailed against Ansem and thousands of heartless, and yet, he couldn't win a battle against mere hormones in his sleep?
A pale pink dress, thin and soft, underneath his own nimble fingers, which only held the ability not to fumble in deep dreams, slid slowly under his grip. She breathed his name with the whisper of cotton, a beautiful song unto his ears, as thin, lean arms slid around his neck, dragging him down--
No. No he couldn't.
#3 - Destination Anywhere
Destiny Island was their safe haven. It was their home, and the place where they had grown up; together, three as one, two as one. It was the place in which they had seperated from, and come back to time and time again.
It was the place of dreams and promises.
"Okay, you win. Take this. It's my lucky charm. Be sure to bring it back to me!"
"Don't worry, I will."
"Promise?"
"Promise."
"Don't ever forget. Wherever you go, I'm always with you."
Vows that had yet to be unfulfilled. There was trust, and from that there was a loud affection.
Destiny Island. Home-- haven. The place of childhood promises. The very tree that blossomed an everlasting love in his heart.
#4 - Heart
In my heart there is a dream, and in the dream you sleep. You are by my side on the sands of some shore with only stars to blanket us. Your lashes flutter as you search for something in your sleep, and your hand (soft and warm and good) finds mine above tiny pebbles.
In my heart there is a key, one that I have found is meant for your hands alone. I want no one else to be this close to me. I wish for you alone to unlock my feelings-- I want them to surround you, so I can love you as well.
In my heart there is a place meant for you to sleep and dream and just be. You have promised to stay. So, until I set you free... please stay with me. In my heart. A place meant for only you.
#5 - Cave Question
The image stayed fresh in his mind as he raced into the cave, tripping over his own feet once in his haste to reach the primitive canvas. He knew what he needed to say, the thing that could not be uttered aloud, a question that only Kairi could understand.
Pictures inscribed in days long ago were ignored as he reached a new space, a clean slate for the picture in his mind. A chalky rock was clenched in his fist and met the cavern wall, scrawling the image widely, pure white against aged gray.
Someday she would see it. Someday, she would walk in from the sun to look upon nostalgic images and find this new one. Someday she would find the thickly drawn image of sky and sea, one heart in between, three confounded, uneven question marks scribbled underneath the scape. Someday she would answer him.
Sora was simply glad to voice his dreams at last.
- tbc -
Please review! This is my first Kingdom Hearts fic, and I would like feedback on how I was able to portray these amazing characters. Your feedback is my improvement, which is to your enjoyment. You're doing yourself a favor as well as making me uber-happy! 8D
-Bya
Kairi Preview:
#6 - Darkness
"I swear, with all of my power, I will shield you from the darkness."
But you know. You know that the darkness has already had me.
