Summary: She often wonders if she really is her nobody.

Once part of a compilation but I think it's better to be separated... Let's just say it's for my sanity. lol


deep inside, silently hoping

You don't have a heart.

You're a nobody.

Nobody can't feel anything.

And she learns that if you repeat it a couple of times more, it'll become true.

=•=•=•=•=•=

There's a hint of joy in her features, the same one that Larxene took pleasure in pointing out as she breaks the chain, picking the pieces, removing specific parts and replacing them with her carefully constructed ones.

But there's weight that continuously and eventually erases the touch of happiness, as she continues to do her task.

Somehow, she knows. This... What she's doing is futile.

But she's been alone for far too long. She just wants to give in to her selfish desires, for companionship.

Will someone save her from this darkness?

The real her will hate her...

Or maybe not.

No, of course she wouldn't. Because unlike her, her somebody is kind. Pure, bright light, inside and out.

She often wonders if she really is her nobody.

No amount of white can match Kairi's heart, she realizes as she looks at her dress, at her room.

=•=•=•=•=•=

"He loves me, he loves me, he loves me..." She whispers in the wind. "If I say that a hundred times more will it come true?"

It didn't.

=•=•=•=•=•=

She just finishes being used, and for a moment she's free, at a loss at what she'll do next but she gets tangled again, in another net, in another cage.

She just switched owners.

Just got transferred.

Because of her, Sora is asleep. And now, she has to correct her mistakes. To atone for what she's done.

And perhaps, she let herself get caught.

Because this time it came with another bird, another prisoner just like her.

It was a blur but she knows she took something—someone—from him too.

And as she looked to her new companion, slumped on the ground, little snores coming out of his mouth, she finally got the feeling that she's not alone.

It's cruel but she let the players use her again to their desires.

To her own selfishness as well.

So she reconstructs the chain, weaving it back to the way it was. But there's still missing parts, and she knows what she has to do.

What would be erased for Sora to be complete.

=•=•=•=•=•=

She tells him the truth, what she knows, what they had said to her. She swallows the guilt that rose at the pain on his face. Lets herself believe it's enough to compensate, for him to forgive her from the pain she has caused.

But it's not.

In her head, she's saying "I'm sorry, I'm really sorry."

=•=•=•=•=•=

Now, before everything fades to darkness as she becomes whole with her somebody, a thought passes in her mind. A wish, a promise.

"Let's all meet again. Maybe, I'll be able make it up to all of you."

Till now, the chance still haven't come.


notes: This is... meh. Please correct any inaccurate parts. I've always known it's harder to write IU. :'(

07/27/17