To Go Back
Sora stands on the hill behind his house. He gasps, seeing himself, wearing a blue waistcoat and old fashioned trousers with black buckle shoes, sitting on the hill beside him. The night sky is alive, lit with brilliant bright stars. The family grave site lies just beyond the hill. The fake Sora sighs, the wind blowing his hair around. In a flash of beautiful silver, a silver-haired boy, dressed similar to the fake Sora, takes a seat beside him. Fake Sora turns and smiles, "You're late."
The boy grins, "I'm not late, you're just early."
Fake Sora laughs, such a cheerful noise, too much like Sora's own. The boy smiles at Fake Sora and Sora sees it through his own eyes. He can feel himself smile back. The two sit together, smiling, looking into the eyes of the other. Sora senses a secret, a secret that must be kept. Fake Sora sighs and turns to the sky. He stares up at the stars, saying wistfully, "The nighttime is so much prettier than the daytime."
Every action Fake Sora makes, Sora feels he's making it, sees everything through the Fake Sora's eyes, yet he's still standing beside them. He feels like he's floating.
"What makes you say that?" the boy asks. Sora can't hep but to feel he should know this boy.
Fake Sora shrugs, "It's quieter, for one. Also, the night is different, it just seems nicer, it's simple, beautiful without all the flash and bang of the sun."
Riku chuckles, "You're certainly strange, Sora."
Sora. That's my name. Fake Sora grins at the creature beside him, "I'm the strange one? You burn in the sun!"
"Touche." the boy smirks.
Fake Sora laughs softly, staring into the boy's eyes, "I wish I could tell my family about you. They'd understand me so much better.."
The boy sighs, looking towards the sky, "You can't. You know why."
Fake Sora nods, turning his gaze to the ground, sadness welling in his blue eyes, "Yeah.. I know.."
The sky starts to lighten as dawn awakens. Fake Sora looks at the boy, eyes wide, "You have to go.."
He looks back at Sora, sadness mirroring the younger boy's eyes, "I know."
He kisses Fake Sora's forehead, yet Sora feels the kiss on his own.
"Until dusk graces us again." the boy says, and he disappears in a flash of silver, off into the forest. Fake Sora stares after him. He pulls a small silver band with black vines etched into it from his waistcoat pocket. He stares at the band, "I forgot to give this to him.."
The ring I found!
Fake Sora closes his hand around the band and looks to the horizon as the sun rises over the hills. The wind softly blows Fake Sora's hair around, Sora feels the wind, too, and Fake Sora closes his eyes, a single tear rolling down his cheek.
Sora gasps, eyes opening wide, "What..?!"
He drops the ring, stumbling back, falling to the floor. His breathing is heavy, eyes open too wide, body shaking. He stares at the ring on the floor in front of him, trying to calm down now that he sees he's back in his room.
"What the heck was that?!" he gasps.
"Sora?"
Sora turns to see his Mom staring at him from the doorway. she looks worried, "Are you okay?"
Sora nods, regaining himself. He stands, grabbing his bag off the floor, "Yeah, sorry, I, uh, thought I saw a huge spider.."
His mom sighs, "It's an old house. There might be spiders here. If you see one, just kill it."
Sora frowns, "Right. Well, I have to go. I have to get to school."
He rushes past his Mom and outside. The fresh air helps calm him down he sighs and heads towards the town his house lies just outside of. The walk doesn't take too long, and Sora looks around at the small town. So far, all he sees are houses stuck in awkward angles. Tons of houses basically stuck to one another. He looks around at the other kids, children of various ages, all heading towards the same building. The long building at the edge of the town. A small building that resembles a church: The schoolhouse.
Sora groans when he realizes all the kids around him, even some his age and older, are all wearing a uniform. I'm sure to stick out more now. Ignoring the thought, he walks silently. A blond girl with blue eyes, taps his shoulder, "New here?"
Sora looks at her and nods, smiling shyly, "Kind of obvious, huh?"
She giggles, "Not totally. Anyway, I'm Namine. And you are?"
Namine holds her hand out to shake Sora's. He smiles wide and shakes her hand, "I'm Sora!"
Namine smiles, "It's nice to meet you, Sora."
Sora nods, "You, too."
"Say, want to come to the library with me after school? I volunteer there every Monday and Friday." Namine smiles hopefully.
Again Sora nods, smiling, "Sure, sounds fun!"
Namine smiles back and takes Sora's hand, leading him into the schoolhouse. Sora follows her into what would have been the curch Sanctuary, which has been converted into a giant classroom. Every child in town gathers there and Sora looks confused, What a weird school. This whole town is so weird. Why did we have to move here? I liked living on the islands.
Hiding in the shadows of sunsent, Riku watches two kids walking along the path towards the old Valdez Manner. The girl held no interest of Riku's. No, it was the boy he was interested in. This isn't possible, he thought, Sora's dead. Yet here he was, walking along, everything the same except for his choice in wardrobe. He isn't one of us, the sun would have killed him by now. It frustrates Riku that he can't figure out how it is that his long dead lover is up and walking. Riku's eyes narrow and he sinks into the shadows, disappearing before the kids can notice he was ever there. I will figure this out.
