So here comes the very, and the actual chapter 1, to this story. c: Enjoy
Kairi sat onto a dry rock, watching the salty waves crashing upon shore. Sea-salt water sprinkled her, like a sun shower on a hot summer day. Though with no sun. The waves continued to viciously attacked the shore, splashing more blistering cold water onto Kairi, among with other ocean rocks in front of her. Pulling her knees to her chest, she wrapped them around with her long, fair arms, thunder grumbled in the distance, as lightning flickered the gray canvas up above. It has been exactly three months since the great clash, of the Keyblade War. (Kairi counted the days). Yet, the huge scar on Kairi's fair skin, that sliced her arm, is still very visible, along with the stitches that had been placed. Even though the stitches were taken off.
"Kairi, it's starting to rain, don't you want to head back?" Sora asked very gently, hoping to not scare her. He took his soft, tanned hands, and placed onto Kairi's shoulder, only to have her jerk away. She turned around suddenly, her cerulean eyes widen. She stared at Sora as if he was a kidnapper. But, that look soon faded when realization smacked her. Sora just stood still, looking at Kairi with a worry look. He feared for his best friend's sanity, the war mentally disrupted her, making her more jumpy than ever, and an apprehensive personality that masked her true identity. She is more pessimistic and it just breaks Sora's heart to pieces.
Aw, it breaks your little heart? Antisora cooed in a sneering way, laughing cruelly at his, "funny" joke. Sora decided to ignore the little monster that was etched into Sora's mind.
"Uh, sorry. I just got...nervous," Kairi bit her lip, her words hit Sora like a ton of bricks. Sora pulled Kairi into a warm embrace, stroking her auburn hair that smelt like honey suckle and melon. He whiffed up a sweet sensation that intoxicated him mentally. Sora's body warmth kept the poor, shivering Kairi to warm up. She could still smell Sora's scent that he managed to carry on throughout all his journeys. It already made him smell good.
"It's okay, everything will be alright," Sora cooed reluctantly letting go of Kairi to give her a reassuring smile, with his infamous grin. Psh, like you can even say that! Antisora snickered once more, Sora continued to pretend that he heard nothing.
"How is Riku? I haven't seen him since last week," she asked, clasping her delicate hands, twiddling her thumbs in a nervous matter.
"About that Kairi...Riku and I needed to talk to you. It was partly the reason on why I asked if you wanted to leave. I was going to take you to Riku's house, if that's okay with you of course," Sora muttered, bringing his head down. A slight pain in his heart was filled with angst. He felt completely depressed that seemed to put down what Sora was known for. His happy personality.
"I-I don't mind but um, why?" Kairi questioned, fear seemed to be choking her. She knew something was wrong and she couldn't stand it.
"I'll tell you when we get there," Sora said looking down. He started to walk with Kairi besides him, Sora started to kick the small pebbles that stood in his way. His naturally bleached, chocolate brown locks bounced up and down with every step he took. Kairi noticed that his hair became more spikier as he grew, with that, she giggled to herself. Remembering when Sora's hair used to be flat on the hair on her head.
Sora wanted to ask why Kairi was giggling, but decided against it. Yet, he still couldn't get that awful pain in his chest out of him, and it made it worst by the fact Kairi wont be giggling once she sees it. He thought everything was done and over with. But, apparently he thought wrong.
Oh, how much he hates the keyblade. How he detests it with a passion. Why did it choose him? There were many other people who would actually like to be a keyblade master. He didn't even know there was such a thing called a keyblade when he was younger. Sora wishes his life could be normal. Then maybe, Kairi wouldn't have that scar buried deep within her skin. He wouldn't have his antiform constantly mocking his every word and thoughts.
Sora wishes that someone else could have sacrificed themselves in succumbing to darkness. But, life was too unfair, and all of his wishes were pointless. He must accept the cold reality of it all. Even so, he just wishes that he was never curious into visiting other worlds that floated around the dark universe like buoyant marshmallows in hot chocolate. He just wish, that life could be different.
Kairi was almost like a mind reader, reading the mind of Sora's, understanding that she too wish she could have a different life. She can't complain though, if life wasn't like this, would she meet Sora and Riku. And besides, she's the Princess that must obtain her duty, no matter how much she despises her role in Kingdom Hearts. If none of this were to occur, would they all still be day-dreaming about the wonders of the outside worlds? She laughs now because the raft idea was completely and utterly ludicrous. As if they can really manage to swift across the ocean on a raft, and magically appear at a whole new world! However, Kairi must admit, she loved seeing other worlds. Sure, she was inside Sora looking through his eyes but even so, all the new people that t(he)y met, was different. It was quite wonderful seeing a large variety of different human beings. (Creatures even.) Their different clothes and their life styles. Kairi also has to admit, she wouldn't mind going through the whole process of world exploring again. She'll call it, Expedition Kairilition 101. Almost as weird to Kairi, it was almost as if she predicted that Sora and her would go on a journey together. Just the two of them. Technically she was there...and technically it was the two of them. Sometimes. But, it was still, very amazing.
Then her second adventure, when she had her own journey. But then, it was also the time when she finally saw Sora again from what seemed to be ages ago. The feeling of happiness that shot up her when she embraced Sora suddenly. The warm rush entering her body when he placed his arms around her. When he finally came home to her. Like he promised.
And then when they finally thought it was all over, a letter. A simple piece of paper with words scribbled all over it, changed everything. Leaving Sora once again, like when he did when they were both on different colored grounds. The grounds were ripped apart as Sora held Kairi's hand promising her that he will come back. Except, this time it was them along with everyone else.
Riku took Kairi to Master Yen Sid's, where the Master learned that Kairi too, could wield a keyblade. Her fighting abilities improved, while she and Axel were partnered up into training. It was strange to Kairi at first, Axel was the one who kidnapped her. Now, they were buddies, fighting alongside with each other, slaying heartless left and right.
That was when the war came. What Kairi had expected the war to be, turns out it was way worst than she intended. The war was barbaric and gruesome, and horrid memories of it was still vivid in Kairi's mind, lingering in her ever though. It's an experience she will never forget in her lifetime, along with almost everything else that happened.
Kairi remembered when she lied helplessly on the hard, rocky ground. The dirt dusting around her, her arm was gushing out crimson blood, the wound on her flesh pounded. Kairi couldn't scream, she couldn't speak. Move, and at some parts breath. Her eyes refused to blink, and the agonizing pain hit ever nerve in her body. Her head just pounded in the quiet scenario. Xehanort was already dead, and the girl besides her was dead. She was alone, with no one around to help her. She just laid on the floor like a dog who was ran over by a car. Still breathing, still living, but on the brink to death.
Her head hurts too much for her to stand and walk to find help. If she were to stand up, she would have already fallen down back onto the floor. Her rupture ribs was making her breathing become stiff and short. She thought everything was over, until she heard a voice. A voice that proved that another existence of life was available. Kairi knew exactly who it belonged too. Sora noticed her deep wound and tried to heal it, but even his magic couldn't mend back her wound. She remained unfixable.
Kairi was a cup of glass, once a cup of glass breaks, it can't be put back together 100 percent. Cracks would still be here and there. Little stubborn Sora wasn't going to let Kairi go. Not on his watch he wasn't. Sora tried everything in his will to save Kairi, he would do anything in his will to save Kairi, even if it meant to sacrifice himself, once again. Kairi doesn't know that he did, what he did. Sora never told her, and it was meant to keep it that way.
Her oafish behavior is something Kairi blames everyday, its the reason why she was that scar on her arm in the first place. If it wasn't for Kairi's clumsy self, she wouldn't be...
Kairi mentally slapped herself, wanting the non stopping train to put more thoughts in her head. Her eyes were already watery and she couldn't bare to cry in front of Sora. Not anymore at least.
The couple finally managed to reach their way over to Riku's house before the rain started to pour down. The whole town was drowning in the puddles the rain made. Thunder continued to growl, gradually getting louder and louder. Kairi kept twiddling her thumbs, biting her bottom lip softly. Riku aloud Kairi and Sora in, the trio walked to the living room. Kairi sat down on the creamy colored sofa, with Sora sitting besides her. Riku sitting on a chair backwards. With his chin resting on his arm. Riku stared at Kairi with a woebegone look, he handed over a glass bottle to Kairi.
Kairi reluctantly took the bottle from Riku's hand. A strong sense entered her body, telling her that it was something she was going to regret reading. "Its... From the King."
Riku nodded softly, "Sora and I wanted to wait until we thought you were ready. We figured to read it all together, considering it probably concerns all of us. And... We didn't want to read in your absence."
Kairi sighed softly, Sora looked at her, putting his warm hand on her bare shoulder. Kairi opened the bottle, twisting it to find the King's symbol. Just to make sure it was the King. It was. She unwrapped the letter, scanning at the black ink words, that taunted her dearly. She began to read:
"Dear Sora, Riku, and Kairi,
I have yet to thank you three for your heroic performance in ending Master Xehanort's iniquitous and unforgiving schemes by taking over all the worlds with darkness. Without you three, and your helpful collies-that had served well-all the worlds would have been unbalanced with light and darkness. I am also deeply sorry, about the passing of your close friends.
However, a new form of darkness has taken over. One with a much, much more powerful force, that holds destruction that could end everything.
I know that this is very greedy of me to be asking you three this, especially with what happened during the war, but I need your help. And the worlds depends on it, including yours. According to my studies, and Master Yen Sid's discovery, the worlds' fate was closer to the brink of extinction. Which means, that your home might be gone forever. Also, Master Yen Sid informed me to tell you three this: To seek him immediately once you leave Destiny Islands.
I know you three can do it, because the three of you combined, are quite invincible.
So please, for the sake of the worlds, of your world, come and help.
The award would be quite a surprise I promise.
Once again, I'd like to apologize, I know how much you guys would rather stay at home but, the worlds depends on you three, Sora, Riku, and the Princess of Heart, Kairi.
Sincerely,
King Mickey"
Kairi finished reading, staring at the paper as if it was an enemy. She couldn't bare to leave home again, but it was duty, and she can't complain.
"So when are we going?" Kairi asked, gripping onto the paper tightly, she stood on her legs staring at Sora or Riku. The question was directed at the both of them.
"I suppose next week..." Sora trailed off. He was quite surprise to Kairi handling it so well. She looked as if she could careless. She looked- no, she didn't even have a look. Her expression was emotionless. Sora predicted Kairi to be angry, fuming with rage, throwing a tantrum. A mental breakdown even. But this girl, was no where towards mad.
Even though Kairi was fuming with dark fire inside of her.
Riku thought Kairi would be mad, (even though she was beyond mad), he predicted her to be upset. But to him, she seemed calm. It was as if, something inside her drowned away all her emotions. "You're okay with this?"
"No, I'm not okay with this. But I can't say no. They need us, and a week? By next week a world could be destroyed! By next week maybe our home could be sucked into darkness!" Kairi stopped herself, as she felt her crawling up her throat, "the quicker we get this done, the quicker it would be over." Kairi handed Riku the letter back with its bottle. She turned away, leaving the silent house.
Sora and Riku decided against it to chase after her. They just figured she needed time to be by herself, maybe she just needed rest. Sora knew he did. Riku and Sora exchanged looks, taking it to understanding that this "meeting" should come to closure. Sora waved goodbye to his friend, walking into the rain, that lightly fell on the tip of his nose.
In a way, Kairi was right. The quicker they get done, the better. But then again, what would happen if the journey has a block way? What would happen if someone gets hurt in the process? What would happened if Sora loses control and hurts the person who dears most? Sora wouldn't live with himself if Kairi gets hurt again. Even though he knows that she can handle her own battles, Sora just can't take that chance.
Kairi would be fine, Sora. Besides, haha, you do know what 'Darkness' meant to the King, right? Antisora snickered inside Sora's mind.
"Shut up," Sora annoying said, with an edge to his tone, "do you ever just shut up?"
Nope! It's physically impossible. But don't be sad! Aren't I amazing?
Sora laughed, 'amazing' alright.
Sora knew exactly what King Mickey meant. Sora and his 'amazing' buddy both know what the King was talking about. However, the King doesn't know what he is dealing with. He doesn't know about the darkness.
Let alone Sora's friends. How can he protect him? When he isn't even sure that he can protect himself, from himself.
:D And done! (If there are any grammatical errors, I will check on them later on to fix it.)
