Disclaimer:

I don't own Kingdom Hearts or any characters/sub~characters that lie within. As such, any other characters that are mentioned later do not belong to me. They belong to Disney, Square, etc.

A/N:

While writing this I listened to "Grace" from the anime 'Jin-Roh: Wolf Brigade' and "A Far Cry" from the anime 'Escaflowne'.

I am not completely sure where I want to take this just yet. But, for almost a year now this has been stuck in my head. I am obsessed with KH, I have beaten KH/KH2 recently purchased KH:re-Chain of Memories, and adore Sora~Riku pairings.

Try not to hate me too much!

^_^ Smiles Lie! ~_^

Prologue-

Slowly she walked. She felt it, the cringe; she hadn't felt it since that day... It was so long ago, but she remembered it well, how could she forget it?

He was never the same after that day. It took weeks before he even mentioned what happened and months before a chuckle so much as left his mouth, but a smile. Never has a smile come across his face since. She was half way across the galaxy when it happened. She couldn't have done a single thing, but she knew. It was as though an ice cold hand had grabbed her heart at the same instant...

Same as this time, she suddenly felt weak. Tears began pouring down her face. The forest seemed so much longer than before. How? How could this not have been safe? Not many knew the location of the dwarves old hut. He should've been fine hidden away here.

In a clearing not far a head she saw the faint glow of orange fire. Finally, she had made it. She stood still… Watching, listening for what seemed like hours but had only been minutes. She had to make sure the way was safe before going on.

When there was no movement, she forced the tears to stop. Knowing she had to see with her own eyes before she would believe it. She started walking again. Her legs were shaking as they carried her weakly, closer to the hut. She saw the windows, candlelight was flickering from within. The door was wide open.

At the sight of it from the outside, no movement, the quiet, the candles still lit, and the door open... She knew without a doubt something had gone awfully wrong! Again the tears came, the hand holding her heart had become more frozen.

"Oh please, oh god!!! I don't want to." she said.

She had lost so much, so many people over the last few years. This would devastate her. She went to the door and though she knew she had to go further, she couldn't budge. She looked to the ground for something, anything that would reassure her that he would be ok, that nothing was terribly wrong. But, no comfort was to be found; only the barren soil that lay before the entrance. The hollow feeling of sadness never releasing its grip on her heart.

With no absolution to be found, she raised her head. Her labyrinthine emotions began to spiral out of control. She began to tremble as she turned her head to look inside. The sheer force of what she saw sent her to the ground, grabbing her waist wrenching in pain and sorrow! She brought her knees as close to her chest as possible and wrapped her arms around herself. In the fetal position she laid on cold ground.

Her sobs were uncontrollable; she couldn't stop the onslaught of tears and dry heaves. She felt as though she were suffocating, gagging each time she tried to catch her breathe. Her mind was flooded with images of days long past, at light speed her emotions traveled with each memory. Thoughts of "why?" and "I should have!" began invading. Everything around her began to spin and black enveloped her. In moments she soon passed out.

She woke an hour later, her face sticky from the dried up tears. Never had she felt so exhausted, her spirit so broken. Her eyes puffy from all the tears had blurred her vision. She made a feeble attempt to push herself off the ground, her legs wavering for a second; her muscles frail from the sobs and her exasperated struggle to breathe. She stood wearily for a few moments, trying desperately to gain enough courage to continue.

When resolve had taken over, her willpower came back to her. She took a step inside and instantly gasped bringing her hand to her mouth, keeping it there in the hopes it would keep her from vomiting and the sobs from taking over. With tear filled eyes she walked ever so slowly across the tiny room.

The figure across the room lay still, sitting in a chair hunkered over a table: A candle on either side of him, an open book under his face and chest, a quill in his right hand that lie on a bloodstained page of the same side never finishing what was being written, his left slightly holding onto a keyblade and his face still staring intently into the direction of said keyblade. The candles flickered slightly as she made her approach to the body.

At her final steps she noticed a single wound on the center of his back, a deep hole that surely went straight through, only something very sharp and with a fine edge could have made such a wound. Without a doubt she knew who had been there, who had killed her one and only person she cared about left in the galaxy.

Over his shoulder she peered, instantly recognizing the keyblade, for such a dark keyblade it held no presence of evil intent. Looking to her right, her eyes again filled with that incessant water. She read what he had been writing. How horrible to be writing what he was and never finishing it. It was beyond words to describe how utterly saddening it was. What he had been writing, was a letter to someone they both held dear.

His name came clear to her mind, no fog to shroud his face. As though he had been there all along she could see him. Wrapping wings around his departed love, cradling him like an angel. He wept tears that would never touch solid ground. Only in death could they truly be together.

She let herself go to the overpowering emptiness she now felt. She slowly slid to the ground, she began to weep. Mourning her departed friend, she grieved to the heavens. She rocked back and forth as she cried over her dead companions.

"Oh~~~~Riku. I'm… I'm so, so-sorry!"