Atomic Flux
Chapter 2

Something stirred and it was the most uncommon feeling of uncertainty that he felt as he lay there, motionless, unable to do anything but watch as the island around him fell to pieces…like what he had witnessed in the dreams. Yet this time, it felt so real. He squirmed slightly; wanting to be set free from his current hold but knew that it was impossible. He knew that if a nobody felt incomplete then it was obvious that there was something wrong, something that was now affecting both him and Sora. Opening his eyes, he stared into oblivion, aware that he felt almost as if he was being pulled out of his current abode inside the mind of the Keyblade bearer. It often explained to anyone who had actually met him and why he was also a Keyblade bearer like Sora and King Mickey. Then again, was he really a somebody hiding in the form of a nobody? That was what he often asked himself.

The thought lingered in his mind as he felt the other stir in his sleep, obviously just as disturbed as he was by the dream that spoke of the threat that was looming over Destiny Islands. Then a crack of thunder sounded outside, causing the other to wake, twin blue irises taking in the darkness around them as a shiver crept up both of their spines. He could feel the yawn that escaped from Sora's mouth, causing him to yawn as well yet he hardly ever slept since he really didn't need to. They both stood up, only the one completely aware that they weren't exactly one person but two in their own right, before walking over to the window. Something was happening outside, something that seemed oddly familiar and yet so alien. Roxas had never witness the destruction of a world before and yet Sora had. Yet was this real, or was it just another vision. Then he woke up in bed again and he pretty much confirmed that it was only a vision…yet it felt so real.

With a yawn, he awoke to the sound of silence as it seemed to close in around him, the dream disturbing him into thinking that maybe, just maybe the world was going to be destroyed like it was so long ago under the threat of the heartless – mindless beings that stole the hearts from an unwilling victim. They were the darkness in people's hearts. Everyone had darkness in his or her hearts, even he did. That was why his nobody – Roxas was born. It was strange to meet your nobody and join with him, realizing that he was most possibly your dark side. Then again, Sora knew what his dark side was like, had seen it in a dream that had chilled him to the bone yet he remained completely oblivious to the shouts that came from outside his window until he heard the shuffling of someone climbing up to the sill. It was rather unexpected and yet on some level of his subconscious he was expecting such a visit.

"Sora!" A shot of silver reached his eyes first and yet he recognised the gentle, smooth and yet friendly voice of Riku, his best friend just like Kairi except in honest truth, he had known Riku a lot longer than the girl he was having strange feelings. Reaching down to give a hand to the man who was struggling slightly as he climbed to the sill, he lifted him up with the help of a renewed strength that was odd and yet comforting. The other looked at him rather questioningly almost as if the person who helped him up wasn't the friend he once knew.

"Thanks…" The words slipped from the mouth of the other before they both seemed to sit on the bed, far too late to do anything except go out to the island and yet the tide was too far out to actually travel.

"No problem Riku…"

"No problem Riku…" The words tumbled from the mouth of the other, almost as if they were his own. Roxas didn't really know how to feel towards the silver haired male who seemed almost as if he were lost in thought and yet when he felt his fist collide playfully and yet painfully to his chest, he let out a slight "whoa!" before realizing that the voice was beginning to slightly sound like his own. When he had lived a lie in the computerized version of Twilight Town, he had realized something that was odd when speaking into a machine that recorded your own voice – the outcome always sounded extremely weird to you or worse in that case. Riku gave him another questioning look before he felt Sora respond by tackling the other male onto the floor in a playful manner before a door closed not so far from his room and they both knew that someone was coming. If it was someone of course.

"Hide!" Sora whispered almost frantically, watching as the other crawled under the bed before jumping back into his own, pretending to snore lightly just as the door opened a slight bit. When realizing that it was possible that he was asleep, the door closed once more and footsteps began to fade away before he opened his eyes, jumping off the bed and helping Riku crawl out from under it.

"That…was too close…" Riku said before walking towards the window. "Something tells me a better go…"
A sad look etched across Sora's face before he nodded, waving at his friend as he climbed back down from the sill, shouting "Goodbye!" before running off into the distance. A look of fiery disdain crept up on Sora's face as he looked back at the door. He was sixteen years old, the Keyblade bearer and still he was treated like a child in his own home.

A slight tear would have dropped from his eyes had he been in his own body and yet he wasn't but he could feel the fiery hate building up inside the other. From what he had heard, it was natural for an adolescent to go through a time where they hated their parents for being too over-protective or not protective enough until they realized that the time with their parents was over and that they had to find other ways to live. However, Roxas honestly thought that that odd fact of life, like so many others, was cruel on the adolescent who still depended on his or her parents. Then again, why was it that as soon as they reached the right age, they had to move out just so that their parents could sort out finances or sell off the house in general? It was a cruel world and he wanted no part of it and yet as soon as he thought that, something strange happened, a sense of being pulled yet he was no longer in the body of the adolescent but his own.

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