Okay, so I just got KHII the other day, and I started playing. (Slight spoiler, I think) This idea was born during the cut-scene where Roxas falls off of the Station tower. So ta-da. Hence, Oceanic was born. There might be more chapters in Pence and Olette's PoV, and maybe even one in Roxas'. No promises. I have school to worry about now. Preparing for school (which starts Aug. 7 for me) will take a while because I still have yet to get my schedule. So I can't get my syllabi, which means I can't get my school supplies. Meh. I hate my school already. Anyway, on to the fic.
Oceanic (Hayner's PoV)
Thinking back to that day, how I wish I could forget it, I should have known something was bound to happen. The entire day had seemed so surreal. Everything that happened shouldn't have happened. I wish it hadn't. But since when has wishing ever done anything other than break people's hearts when their wishes don't come true. We were up on the Station Tower. Now, that I think about it, that saying, " …they'll be gone in the blink of an eye" is true. One second we're celebrating Roxas' victories in the Struggle competition. I blinked. The next second Roxas is falling to his death.
I still have the last gift he gave to me. It was a crystal from the Struggle trophy. There were four of them. Roxas gave one to each of us. Mine was red, Olette's was yellow, Pence's was green, and Roxas' was blue. Blue. Just like his eyes, the sky, and the ocean from the beach that we never got to go to together. It's my least favorite color. It reminds me too much of my best friend.
I never thought that we'd have so little time together. Earlier, Pence had asked if we'd be together forever. I said no. Then, I told Roxas as a joke, that we should make the most out of what little time we had left together. I should have taken my own advice. Now, I have to survive an entire school year, and then the rest of my life without him. I barely survived the first day of school. Our teacher decided that since Roxas died so close to the start of term, that we should hold a vigil for him at the base of the tower. It was hard, but I went. While everyone was leaving, I put a few personal items that Roxas would have liked next to a wooden cross. There were three things. A vial of ocean water from the beach we never got around to going to, a sea-salt ice cream (his favorite), and a photo of Pence, Olette, Roxas, and me all standing in front of the candy shop smiling for the camera. I even put it in an oceanic blue frame.
I hate the color blue. But I will tolerate it. But only for Roxas.