o1. ambivalence
In that room they nearly kiss.
He is near, and so quiet, so broken. And suddenly she's seized by the impulse to catch him and cradle him to her. She will have his head in her lap, and smooth the silver strands from his face. She has the power to break his spine, crush his heart. And, following that, Sora's, too.
Why? She fears Riku. He thrills her in a way she doesn't care for. She's never liked him.
Sora, I don't understand myself sometimes, she mumbles.
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And Sora's puzzled, because he's usually the one saying he doesn't understand, not she.
She doesn't look at him, though his face is turned to her; the sun is setting in his eyes and now his features are half cool, half gold.
"You said that the Princesses of Heart were completely without darkness."
He nods, squeezing her hand.
"But there's some part of me that's bleeding. Ugly. It tried to tell you, many years ago, to keep Riku away. We would go on our own voyage. Just the two of us. Why me?"
"Why you?" Simple, beautiful Sora. Concerned, questioning and oblivious. Kairi lets out a chuckle she doesn't quite feel and turns to him now.
"Nothing." She leans in to kiss him, and in fact Sora really has some power too, because everything around them begins to melt. She forgets and fades out when their mouths meet; all her darkness seeps away.