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by xManaxNoxKumorix
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Reviewers: Snick-chan, Tiger5913, Ghost Kitsune - Thanks so much for your reviews!
About: Finally, some SoKai romance! 3 This is a really sweet fluffy scene, oh how I love fluff. 3 And the song lyrics are to Gackt's SOLEIL.. I saw it and shrieked. I apologize for my lateness, the end of the school year is always a busy time for me.
A/N: Enjoy, and I'd appreciate reviews if you like my fiction, just so I know my work is appreciated. I love constructive criticism - Thanks! Flames will be gracefully accepted.
Disclaimer: Bite me.
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Kairi's P.o.V.
It must have been hours later when I regained consciousness. I assumed I'd fallen asleep, because the outline of the horizon was tinged a glowing blue, signaling the coming of dawn. The breeze had died down a little, but it was still caressing my form, so gently and coolly, as if it were reverent of the approaching sunrise. I had dreamt, and I strained to remember the disappearing fragments of my dream, but it was slipping from my mind like sand running through one's fingers - impossible to grasp.
The only thing I recalled was an azure sky accented with impossibly, perfectly fluffy snow-white clouds; yet the mood it gave was somehow different from any I had ever witnessed. I also recollected eyes, brilliant blue eyes, so vivid and beautiful... Sora's? They were the exact same color, but...
Wishing I could remember more, I sighed and got to my feet and turned around, thinking I might have another look around the room to see if there was anything I had missed. Standing there framed by the doorway was a figure. But that's not what made me gasp in shock; those very eyes I had seen in my dream, those otherworldly eyes, so far away from everything they may have surveyed, were glimmering. The person standing at the doorway was the keeper of those eyes.
And they were looking straight at me.
I gasped, in temporary shock. They were curious and unblinking, staring straight into mine, looking as curious as I was startled. I covered my mouth with my hands.
"A-are you...?" I uttered, shocked. "Y-your eyes... Sora...?" The beautiful eyes continued to stare in wondering silence, surveying me.
I had recovered enough to stop focusing on his eyes, and it was then I took in the fact that the figure was sporting a cloak - the black cloak that the people who had kidnapped me had wore. Sora was with those people?
But no. His eyes were the exact same color as Sora's, deep and lucid enough to be Sora's, but somehow more distant and dreamy than Sora's intense and piercing gaze. The eyes weren't Sora's. "Who are you...?" As I whispered, the figure shook the hood from his head, letting it fall around his shoulders.
How did he manage to look so like him? Besides his eyes, his hair thoroughly resembled Sora's, though golden blond. His posture, determined and casual, was so much like Sora's that it made my heart pang. Even his air, casual and honest, was like Sora's. The only way I could tell them apart was from what I could see in their eyes; the difference in their gazes. I swallowed hard, feeling tears fill my eyes. I was so relieved, yet so disappointed that it wasn't Sora, and on top of all that so bewildered...
"You - you're..."
"I'm not. At least not the Sora you know."
"But you look so much like him..."
"That's what they all say," he said quietly, scornfully, averting his sapphire gaze to the petal-strewn floor.
"I-I'm sorry," I stuttered in attempt of an apology. He just gave a wry smile.
"It's fine. I'm used to it."
"But how did you know... do you know where I can find... are you related to him?" A stupid question. I had known Sora since as long as I could remember, and knew he had no brothers or family other than his mother and a fussy old aunt. His father had died before he was born. But he said, "In a manner of speaking, I suppose." He laughed a little, but his eyes lacked any mirth. He had lonely eyes... crying eyes. "I guess I have a little to explain," he said, shifting his gaze back to mine.
"I'm... in a way, I am the boy you call Sora. But in another way, I'm a totally different person. I guess you could say I'm a half of him... but I was never meant to be. I'm nobody. That's the best way to describe it - only a shadow of the Keyblade master. My name is Roxas... but I suppose nobodies can't have names, can they?" He smirked a little smirk, staring off into nothing.
"A shadow of Sora...? Do you feel what he feels? Do you know what he's thinking? When he gets hurt are you hurt too? Have you met before?" I stumbled over my words in my haste to get my questions answered.
"No. I lack a heart - how can I feel without one?" There was no happiness in his voice.
"You must. Everyone does," I protested. He looked out the window with resentful eyes.
"I'm a nobody. Nobody's don't have hearts." It seemed as though he had memorized that quote.
"Your eyes tell me a different story," I said, looking straight into them. "If you didn't have a heart, you'd be a numb machine. But the pain and sorrow your eyes contain tell me you can feel just as much as I can." I smiled at him, looking into those eyes. "Don't worry. I've known you for mere minutes, and I can already tell. You're you - not Sora, or a nobody, or anyone but you, Roxas. So don't worry - and embrace yourself for the unique person you are."
The horizon had turned to a beautiful pink to match the sakura petals under my feet, tinted with purples and oranges and light blues in sky that seemed to go on forever. Color-stained light was pouring through the open window, illuminating his face. He was staring at me, indigo eyes reflecting the boundless sunrise, with an expression so surprised that it momentarily concealed his sorrow, as though every word of what I had just told him was a revelation, as though he had never dreamed of hearing such words before. And then he lowered his face, hiding his expression from me. There was an abrupt sucking sound, and a black vortex materialized behind him. Silently, he stepped aside, leaving the vortex unblocked. "Go," he said harshly. "Quickly." When I hesitated, obviously confused, he said, "It's a good place. Go. Surely you don't want to stay here and let the organization control you?" It was now or never.
I looked at him and asked, "Will I ever see you again?" I was afraid to leave this Sora look-alike behind; somehow I was worried about someone I had just met.
"I don't know," he told me truthfully. "But I want you to leave this place. We'll know the answer to that question if the time comes."
"Thank you," I whispered. He only smiled a sad smile, and gestured for me to go. With one last look at the youth called Roxas, I stepped through the whirling vortex.
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When I emerged it took me a moment to register my surroundings. There were a few flat-roofed buildings about, and most of the ground was brick. The sky was golden and purple, indicating that it was sunset. There was a balcony behind me, and I went to look over it - it was oversaw some sort of body of water far below; an ocean? If so, it was very different than the transparent, light blue paradise I was used to - this sea was an opaque, murky aqua green. I must be on some sort of terrace; and on this terrace was some sort of town - a picturesquely beautiful town (other than the ocean, which I didn't really like).
People were scattered here and there, doing so many things; conversing with one another in high, happy voices, carrying goods and groceries down streets and playing games with a big white ball in the street. Everyone seemed so content, bestowing upon the place a wonderful feeling of gentle bliss.
I began to explore. Brick enclosures enveloped tree and flower gardens in the center of the tiled walkway along train tracks, and roads were neatly lain perfectly parallel to each other. Couples walked hand-in-hand, and children laughed and played little games with one-another.
Looking at all this made me inexplicably calm, despite everything that had happened in the past 12 hours, but somehow it also made me feel strangely empty... oddly lonely. Still gazing at the children playing with the ball, I hopped up onto one of the sides of the brick enclosures. My feet dangled in the air, maybe a foot over the ground, and I kicked them back and forth, a strange habit I've had since I was very small.
I heard a faint train whistle and noticed a train track lying a few yards in front of where I sat, winding around to a station a distance away. I watched and listened as the train grew nearer and eventually into my eyesight, slowing to a stop when it reached the station and issuing a deafening whistle.
I revisited my attention back to the ball game the children were playing. They seemed to be attempting to hit it in a methodical pattern, but often one would miss, and a torrent of giggles would be emitted from that region of the terrace. I smiled at their expressions of innocent glee at their simple game.
The train was releasing it's passengers. I watched the people getting down onto the train with a half-smile on my face. Old women, children, men in similar uniform talking and laughing amongst themselves. A girl in a prim pink dress and ribbons in her curly hair. An odd boy in eccentric clothing looking at the sky.
.•.On a train platform where I didn't expect to see anyone
I saw you looking at me.•.
The outlandish boy glanced about, taking in his surroundings. As he turned his head my way, his eyes flashed sapphire.
I knew those eyes.
His gaze traveled about a few seconds more before his gaze stopped on me. He stood stock still as we peered at each other, for a split second that felt like a lifetime. And then I found myself on my feet, sprinting towards him as fast as my legs could carry me, leaping right into those wonderful, outstretched, familiar arms, swinging me around before closing around me in a warm embrace that made me feel so alive and my heart feel so light that I felt my eyes brim with tears. I tried to suppress them, but I couldn't stop. Seeing him again made my soul feel as though it was flying above the clouds, and all the loneliness I had felt, all the fear that he despised me, and all the love I felt towards him and all the longing to see him again spilled out of me like rain.
.•.Just like we couldn't ever meet again
I saw tears of loneliness fill your eyes.•.
"Sora..." I cried, burying my face into his shoulder. "Sora-kun, you're here... oh, you're here..." his clothes abounded with his intoxicating scent, and I breathed it in, weeping my soul out.
"Kairi, I've missed you so much... please don't cry," he consoled softly, wiping the tears that slid down my cheek with the side of his finger.
.•.Just like there's no night that won't end...
We'll meet again
No matter how distant we are.•.
"It's really you," I sobbed, murmuring his name over and over again to try to convince myself I wasn't dreaming. "You don't hate me, oh Sora..." He ran his fingers through my hair and held me tight, rocking me back and forth.
"Hate you...? Kairi, how could you ever think something like that?" His voice had matured. It was wonderfully soothing now, and I clung to him, drinking in that solace. "Kairi-chan, please don't cry, it's all right now. I'll never hate you. I love you Kairi... more than anything. I promise." I was so startled that I stopped crying for a moment. He placed his fingers under my chin and lifted my face up to meet his; his intense eyes bore straight through mine and pierced my soul. "I love you, Kai..." he whispered, and leaned in to place his lips softly on mine.
.•.I'll love you
Definitely love you
Just like this dream won't end
To the other side of this rainbow,
Let's walk together
As far as the limitless sky continues.•.
It was unlike anything I could ever imagine - like warm electricity going through every inch of me while walking on air. I didn't pull away; I couldn't. He had captured my heart in his very hands. When I finally did, it was to look into his eyes and answer him.
"I love you too, Sora. So, so much..." I breathed, and kissed him again. We held each other for who-knows-how-long, in the middle of the train station and the people, in this beautiful town. We needed no words to express ourselves because the feelings clarit in our hearts did all the talking we needed. We just embraced each other, together at last. I felt more complete then I ever had in my whole existence, just being so close to him. He'd loved me all these years apart, as much as I had loved him, despite his absence. And I still cared him, now more than ever.
.•.Just like there's no rain that won't stop...
We'll meet again
No matter how much time passes.•.
I think it was an hour before we pulled away, though it could have been more or less. I was a little out of it. Suddenly, his serious and romantic air vanished, and a blush tinted his cheeks. He rubbed his neck and looked away, looking severely embarrassed. He was the same Sora I had always known, and for some reason I began to giggle, and my giggles turned into downright laughs. I doubled up, holding my stomach - he was just so funny!
.•.Be by my side
Forever be by my side
Just like this breeze reaches you
To the other side of the sky
Until the place where you're waiting
Just like the limitless dream continues.•.
"Kairi?" He inquired confused, still rubbing his neck.
"Don't worry about it," I chortled, grabbing his hand. "Now, someone has a little explaining to do."
"Ok, ok, you're right! Where should I start?" And, beginning to lead me out of the station, he told me everything.
.•.Let's walk together
As far as the limitless sky continues.•.
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A/N: So sweet! I love Sora's bashfulness. They're such a compatible couple, don't you think, hmm? Anyways, please review! 3 Until next time !