I've kind of brought back to life my old obsession with kingdom hearts. YAY! Hehe, so here is a new story.

This is a story I wrote in an old notebook back in my first year in college (Yeah, I wrote it in the middle of my teacher's lecture). I kind of felt nostalgic so I decided to go for it and write it. I hope you'll enjoy it.

Summary: The door to darkness has finally been closed and the worlds have gone back to peace. And so has the live of the three young heroes: Sora, Riku and Kairi. But things started to get complicated when Sora and his friends go back to class. The keyblade master began to see Heartless everywhere! But no one else sees them. Is Sora going crazy or is this the beginning of a new adventure?

Pairings: Well for now, only Sora x Kairi. Maybe later I'll ad something more.

Warnings: This story may become quite sad so if you like happy fic, I don't really suggest you to read this. Also look out for bad grammar and vocabulary usage… I'm still learning English, so please have patience with me.

With all that said, please ejoy! xD

A heart's Asylum

Chapter I

"Back in home"

'The closer you get to the Light, the bigger your shadow becomes,' such a nostalgic phrase been said within his confused mind.

There was nothing but light surrounding him. Warmth embraced his beating heart. He felt completely at peace, in harmony, with himself and everything in the worlds.

'You have lived too much time in the world of light.'

That disembodied voice that came from his most inner memories said darkly, and so, his peace was broken.

'There's someone crying while you laugh.'

The shadow grew beneath his feet. He backed at the sight.

'So much you still ignore.'

He felt someone breathing at his neck. Startled he turned around only to be face to face with himself.

'For even a warrior of light holds darkness in his heart.'

It was such a perfect copy of him, but its eyes shined bright yellow and his skin pitch black.

'There's been a perturbation on the plane of existence.'

The dark Sora got closer to its original as the boy got a feeling that he hadn't felt for a good while, fear.

'But don't forget,' as the voice talked the shadow extended his arms. 'Even if it's dark, it still is a part of you,' the shadow put its hands on Sora's neck and started to choke him. 'Don't forget, you hold the mightiest weapon of them all.'

The boy tried to push the hands away from his neck as he grew desperate from the lack of air.

'Your life is about to be covered in darkness, all the oblivious worlds are going to fall without warning. Key bearer… what you decide will either safe the worlds or…"

The world started to become black as he felt himself lose consciousness. And just before everything disappeared he heard that gentle voice say: 'I'm sorry…'and so everything turned to oblivion.

"Sora!"

Where was he again?

"Sora, wake up!" that was the voice of his mother. She was calling him as she knocked the door.

If his mother was there and she was knocking his door, then he was back in his room! As his head played with the delicate lines between real and illusion he inhaled as much air as he could.

"It was just a dream." He tried to convince himself, but for a moment he thought he had actually been choking to death.

"Sora, are you awake young man? It's your first day of school in almost two years now, you don't want to be late, do you?" the angry voice of his mom said from outside of his room.

Sora blinked a few times before answering.

"Ok mom, I'm awake... but quite frankly, I would prefer not going at all" the last part he said to himself. Turning to look at his table clock he noticed it was already 6:30. "Geez! I'm going to be late to meet with Kairi and Riku!"

"Told you!" replied his mother from outside.

Sora opened his door and looked at his mother with a nervous smile as he tried to control his annoyed expression. Sora's mom was beautiful, with gentle dark eyes and short brunette hair. At the moment, she was wearing a simple T-shirt and an old pair of pants with a baby blue apron over all. She had a spatula on her hand and was countering her son's little angry smile with a smirk of her own.

"Mom, I'm not a child anymore. I don't need you to take care of me all the time, thank you."

His mom frowned softly as she crossed her arms.

"I know that, but I have an important thing to ask to my baby boy, so could you swatch with him for a little moment, mister adult?"

"I'll take the message," said the boy following the game.

"I wanted to know if you were going to want some chocolate on your pancakes."

The boy growled.

"And you came all the way here to ask me something like that. Mom, please, don't ask what's obvious!"

"Is that a yes?"

"Definitely!" the woman watched with a smile as her son turned around fuming about how he couldn't believe she still needed to ask something so obvious, IT WAS COMMON KNOWLEDGE! He closed his door while saying 'don't forget the butter'.

She stood in silence for a few seconds in that same spot hearing him run about his room searching for his towel to go take a shower. Then, she turned around and made her way to the kitchen. As she walked a hand went to her chest over her fast beating heart. A soft tear fell down her cheek as she smiled sweetly. "My baby is home," she whispered to herself. It had been a few weeks now, but every time she woke up she had to go to his room just to make sure that she hadn't been dreaming. And every time he whined or joked like that, her heart would leap in happiness because her beloved son was back and he hadn't changed at all. Or at least, not so much. She smiled thinking of how much he had grown; he was on the right path to become a very handsome man, just like his dad! She let out a giggle as if she was again a young teenage girl and quickly went back to make breakfast.

Sora moved around his room as fast as he could. He had fifteen minutes left to reach their meeting point. He broke his record in the shower and for the first time he found his uniform between the disaster of his drawer. Besides those and the clothing that the three fairies gave him, he had no more clothes that actually fitted him. Well he got a few things that he could wear but nothing he really liked. He had been either too busy or felt too lazy to do something about it, but mom had warned him that if he didn't get himself a new wardrobe by this weekend then she would do it herself. And you got to fear a mother's ideal dressing style for her baby boy.

He put on his blue pants and buttoned up his white shirt. But then came to a halt as he faced the greatest challenge he had had in a while… his tie!

Sora had gone through several worlds, fought against heartless and nobodies, learned to pilot a gummi ship, but even for his life he couldn't remember how to make the stupid knot of that tie!

"Oh, Come on! … it was twist, over… then down… and through the hole?" he hadn't felt such disorientation since he went to Wonderland for the first time!

"Ah! forget it! Why would someone create such an annoying thing in the first place?!"

Giving up, he allowed it to hang from around his neck as he went to his mirror to try and put a little order on his gravity defying hair.

Finally he went downstairs and into the kitchen where his nose guided him to a plate of hot pancakes waiting for him. He was about to launch himself over his plate but his mom and a rather menacing spatula got in the way.

"Tsk, tsk, what do we say?"

"Um… thanks for the food?" he answered innocently.

"Very well, but remember to chew on your food, don't go swallowing it," she said with that tone reserved only for a mother to give advice to their children. He smiled brightly; he just loved to hear that voice every single time.

"Yes, mom," he said as she took her place in front of him. He took a good bite from one pancake and you could almost see the stars shining in his eyes.

"By your goofy grin I'll dare say you like it," she said lovingly.

"Doesn't matter how much I eat it, mom's food is definitely the best of all the worlds!"

He happily devoured his plate of pancakes. Then he drank his glass of juice and stood up very fast, he was running out of time.

He run to the living room and took his backpack, then went to his mother and gave her a kiss on the cheek and run to the door.

"Bye mom!" he yelled as he left.

"Bye Sora," she said more to herself than to her son, after all, he wouldn't hear it. She sighed and took a picture from the near table and gave a heartwarming smile to it.

"I'm so happy that he is home, dear. And he has grown so much," she caressed with her finger the photograph of a young man with dark blue eyes and dirty blond hair. His hair was quite spiky and had a bright smile. He was carrying a little brunette toddler on his shoulders. "He looks just like you… and," she giggled to herself. "He also doesn't know how to make the knot of his tie yet… well, is as they say: like father, like son."

The boy ran as fast as he could to meet his friends.

"I wonder if everyone will remember me," he said with some worry. "I better ask Riku about it."

But as he ran his right eye seemed to catch something moving from behind a bench on the street. He stopped to look at it closely, but there was nothing there.

"Weird," he mumbled before running again, he must have imagine it.

He would never have guessed that that was the beginning of his life's greatest change.

Well, I hope you've enjoy it. I'm working on updating my other story of KH as soon as possible so look out for it.

Thanks for reading.