A/N: Well.. This is my first KH fic.. It's a RikuSora...very...fluffy. I'm doing my best to get all the characters well... in character. Flames will be taken and fed to Krad and Dark, by the way. ^_^ This was inspired by the 'secret' ending of KH (which everyone knows about), and it's the general dimension-hopping Riku-meets-Sora-again. Spoilers abounds.
DISCLAIMER: I don't own Disney or Squaresoft (yet. HAHAHA-*bricked*) or any of their related titles. Please don't sue.
~Going to the Light~
Chapter One
--- Riku walked down the streets through the pouring rain. It drenched stray pieces of his bangs, and droplets of the liquid clung to the ends of his platinum hair, causing it to turn an even more metallic hue. The rain plipped onto the hood of his tight-fitting black coat and onto the ground. The way the water dropped into puddles reminded him of one thing and one thing only.
Sora.
What didn't remind him of Sora? He saw Sora in the sky for which he was named, he saw him in the eyes of young lovers... But most of all, he saw Sora in his dreams. It was enough to drive him insane.
The only thing keeping him sane was the knowledge that Sora was alive and safe, in another world. A world without Heartless. A world so unlike the one which he was in.
It had been three years since he and the King had shut Kingdom Hearts. That was the last time he had seen Sora, and even then it wasn't exactly what one could call a 'meeting'. The way Sora had looked at him had pained him so, for it was then that he knew that he probably never would see his friend again.
"Take care of her," he had told him. But what he had really wanted to say was, "I love you, and take care of yourself."
Riku shook the rain off of his hair. It was no use thinking about that now. What happened happened. He could hear them now, the Heartless. They were drawn to his Keyblades. Her heard them rising up from the shadows, chattering incoherently. In a way, he was glad they had come. Combat always took his mind off of things.
He drew the blades that the beasts were so attracted to. They would be receiving them soon, that was for sure. But not exactly in the way they wanted it.
The battle commenced. With one sweep of a blade Riku fell half of the beasts. With the other he knocked the other half off of their feet, simultaneously slashing them. Yes, they had received the power of the Keyblade, alright.
Riku smirked as the last of the Heartless perished. Then he resumed his trek to the local pub.
~~~ Sora groaned. Just what exactly had happened? The last thing he remembered was going near that door in that cave, then everything else was a blank. He rubbed the back of his head. Not only was he in pain, but it was raining. And raining pretty hard, at that. The spiky-haired boy stood, the rain matting his spiky brown hair into a disheveled heap onto his head. He sighed. He may as well check this place out..
As he walked, Sora racked his brain for a possible answer. As he did so, Heartless began appearing, drawn to the power emnating from the Keyblade at his side. Sora apparently noticed this, and drew the blade. A battle ensued, and when the last Heartless fell, Sora realized something and nearly dropped his Keyblade. If there are Heartless here, then...
Then Kingdom Hearts must be opened again. There was no mistake. Kingdom Hearts was open. Sora stood, unbelieving, in the middle of the street. Shock and realization settled in the pit of his stomach.
'It couldn't be open, could it..?' he thought. 'We closed it. With King Mickey's help. With Kairi's help. With Riku's help...' Sora wished he hadn't thought of that. Thinking of Kairi hurt, yes, but thinking of Riku hurt him a lot more. The rain continued pouring in endless turrents, matting down Sora's already disheveled hair. He needed answers. And he needed them now.
~~~
Riku sat down at the pub, placing his head onto his propped up elbows. He ordered a drink from the flirtacious waitress, and retreated to his thoughts.
Suddenly the door to the entrance of the pub opened. Riku didn't even turn around, assuming it was another thug who was planning to get even more drunk. Everyone else turned, though.
~~~
Sora blinked as the pub's patrons shot suspicious stares at him. He nervously edged his way into a seat next to a black-cloaked man seated in the shadows. The waitress seemed to be the only one cordial enough to talk to him, asking if he wanted anything. Sora was grateful for this. "A glass of water will be fine, thanks," he said. The waitress smiled and nodded, preparing a glass of water for the young man.
~~~
A chill traveled it's way up Riku's spine. The man sounded like Sora... But Riku didn't dare to look up, convinced that this was another one of the mirages his subconscious mind constantly made up just to spite him.
The younger man turned to Riku. "Hey," he said."Can you, um, tell me where I am?" he asked sheepishly.
Riku turned to face him, grateful that he had chosen to wear his blindfold today. (A/N: That sounded funny. XD) He wouldn't have to look at this ghost of Sora. He let his hood down, revealing the rest of his platinum-silver hair.
"There isn't a name for this place," he replied. "But if you want to call it something, call it Hell if you will. 'Cause it sure seems like Hell itself."
The younger man said nothing. After a while, their drinks arrived. Neither he nor Riku touched them. After a long silence, the younger man sighed. He turned to Riku again. He must've smiled, but Riku wasn't too sure, what with his blindfold being on.
"For some reason, you seem awfully familiar to me. Well..." the younger mad trailed off, then picked up. "My name's Sora. What's yours?"
Riku nearly fainted from shock. As he fought to keep his composure, he calmly removed his blindfold and set it down. He turned to the younger man and calmly stated, "My name is Riku."
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A/N: Well, that was kinda sucky, yeah? ^^; Tell me what you guys think.
DISCLAIMER: I don't own Disney or Squaresoft (yet. HAHAHA-*bricked*) or any of their related titles. Please don't sue.
~Going to the Light~
Chapter One
--- Riku walked down the streets through the pouring rain. It drenched stray pieces of his bangs, and droplets of the liquid clung to the ends of his platinum hair, causing it to turn an even more metallic hue. The rain plipped onto the hood of his tight-fitting black coat and onto the ground. The way the water dropped into puddles reminded him of one thing and one thing only.
Sora.
What didn't remind him of Sora? He saw Sora in the sky for which he was named, he saw him in the eyes of young lovers... But most of all, he saw Sora in his dreams. It was enough to drive him insane.
The only thing keeping him sane was the knowledge that Sora was alive and safe, in another world. A world without Heartless. A world so unlike the one which he was in.
It had been three years since he and the King had shut Kingdom Hearts. That was the last time he had seen Sora, and even then it wasn't exactly what one could call a 'meeting'. The way Sora had looked at him had pained him so, for it was then that he knew that he probably never would see his friend again.
"Take care of her," he had told him. But what he had really wanted to say was, "I love you, and take care of yourself."
Riku shook the rain off of his hair. It was no use thinking about that now. What happened happened. He could hear them now, the Heartless. They were drawn to his Keyblades. Her heard them rising up from the shadows, chattering incoherently. In a way, he was glad they had come. Combat always took his mind off of things.
He drew the blades that the beasts were so attracted to. They would be receiving them soon, that was for sure. But not exactly in the way they wanted it.
The battle commenced. With one sweep of a blade Riku fell half of the beasts. With the other he knocked the other half off of their feet, simultaneously slashing them. Yes, they had received the power of the Keyblade, alright.
Riku smirked as the last of the Heartless perished. Then he resumed his trek to the local pub.
~~~ Sora groaned. Just what exactly had happened? The last thing he remembered was going near that door in that cave, then everything else was a blank. He rubbed the back of his head. Not only was he in pain, but it was raining. And raining pretty hard, at that. The spiky-haired boy stood, the rain matting his spiky brown hair into a disheveled heap onto his head. He sighed. He may as well check this place out..
As he walked, Sora racked his brain for a possible answer. As he did so, Heartless began appearing, drawn to the power emnating from the Keyblade at his side. Sora apparently noticed this, and drew the blade. A battle ensued, and when the last Heartless fell, Sora realized something and nearly dropped his Keyblade. If there are Heartless here, then...
Then Kingdom Hearts must be opened again. There was no mistake. Kingdom Hearts was open. Sora stood, unbelieving, in the middle of the street. Shock and realization settled in the pit of his stomach.
'It couldn't be open, could it..?' he thought. 'We closed it. With King Mickey's help. With Kairi's help. With Riku's help...' Sora wished he hadn't thought of that. Thinking of Kairi hurt, yes, but thinking of Riku hurt him a lot more. The rain continued pouring in endless turrents, matting down Sora's already disheveled hair. He needed answers. And he needed them now.
~~~
Riku sat down at the pub, placing his head onto his propped up elbows. He ordered a drink from the flirtacious waitress, and retreated to his thoughts.
Suddenly the door to the entrance of the pub opened. Riku didn't even turn around, assuming it was another thug who was planning to get even more drunk. Everyone else turned, though.
~~~
Sora blinked as the pub's patrons shot suspicious stares at him. He nervously edged his way into a seat next to a black-cloaked man seated in the shadows. The waitress seemed to be the only one cordial enough to talk to him, asking if he wanted anything. Sora was grateful for this. "A glass of water will be fine, thanks," he said. The waitress smiled and nodded, preparing a glass of water for the young man.
~~~
A chill traveled it's way up Riku's spine. The man sounded like Sora... But Riku didn't dare to look up, convinced that this was another one of the mirages his subconscious mind constantly made up just to spite him.
The younger man turned to Riku. "Hey," he said."Can you, um, tell me where I am?" he asked sheepishly.
Riku turned to face him, grateful that he had chosen to wear his blindfold today. (A/N: That sounded funny. XD) He wouldn't have to look at this ghost of Sora. He let his hood down, revealing the rest of his platinum-silver hair.
"There isn't a name for this place," he replied. "But if you want to call it something, call it Hell if you will. 'Cause it sure seems like Hell itself."
The younger man said nothing. After a while, their drinks arrived. Neither he nor Riku touched them. After a long silence, the younger man sighed. He turned to Riku again. He must've smiled, but Riku wasn't too sure, what with his blindfold being on.
"For some reason, you seem awfully familiar to me. Well..." the younger mad trailed off, then picked up. "My name's Sora. What's yours?"
Riku nearly fainted from shock. As he fought to keep his composure, he calmly removed his blindfold and set it down. He turned to the younger man and calmly stated, "My name is Riku."
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A/N: Well, that was kinda sucky, yeah? ^^; Tell me what you guys think.