Sora stood on the beach, looking out into the ocean. He couldn't stop thinking about Kairi. And even now as he was standing on the beach, his bare feet in the water, he was reminded so much of the island… his island… Destiny Island… home...
All the smells, the feel of the salt water, the wind blowing through his hair and slapping his face. He wanted to jump into the water. To swim and swim until he reached the island… until he reached home… and Kairi. The thought of her excitement and joy when she learned Sora was back made him smile. He was about to jump in but the sound of the ship taking off behind him brought him back to reeality.
What am I doing, he thought. I could have drowned!... she's not out there… nothing is…
...
That night seemed restless for Sora. He wasn't even sure if he had slept, but if so, only for a minute. He couldn't stop thinking of her. He needed to see her… he was going crazy! He had to see her!
Sora ripped from the tent and ran to the beach. With no hesitation, he jumped in. The ice water pierced his skin painfully, but he ignored it. He swam and swam and swam… "She's here," he kept saying. "She's here! I know it! She has to be!" His eyes were shut tight as he kicked and swam as fast as he could against the waves. It went on forever, it seemed… then suddenly, he could touch the sand and he opened his eyes...
There she was, laying on the beach. she was so beautiful... Sora jumped out of the water, yelling her name and when she woke, her eyes widened in surprise and she jumped on him, knocking him over. they lay together in the sand. Sora wished he could feel her warm skin, but he felt numb from the ice cold water.
"Is this a dream?" Kairi asked, tears in her eyes.
"I hope not!"
"I can't believe you're here, Sora!"
"Me neither..."
It was silent for a while and Kairi looked into Sora's eyes. "...I love you, Sora."
Sora stared at her and leaned forward to kiss her. She didn't object and they got closer and closer, and just as there lips were about to meet...
Sora opened his eyes and found himself staring at the roof of the tent again... swearing loudly he stood and kicked Donald, who was sleeping beside him in the tent. He woke up, startled, and stared up at him.
"The wrong hole? We travel to the same worlds, through the same warp holes over and over and over, but somehow you manage to find the wrong one? How is that even possible?"
"Well, if you're so perfect, then you should have flown the gummy ship," Donald retaliated.
"Are you saying this is my fault?"
"Well, it's not mine!"