Chapter 4: His Memories
Rated: M
Disclaimer: I do not own Kingdom Hearts!
Riku POV
Alright Friday has arrived and we're almost set for dinner. I just need to freshen up and then we're all finished. Sora has been quiet for most of the day. I'm still unsure with him being okay with this. I guess I'll have to take his word for it. Other than that, he still doesn't know about the article I read a few days ago. I hid the news from him pretty well just in case it triggers something in his mind. Mr. Xehanort said that he will be bringing someone with him as well. I don't mind at all.
"Mr. Riku, everything has been prepared for the guest." Sora walked in the room. Luckily I wasn't getting undressed when he walked in.
"That's great. I'll get ready then we can wait for them." He nodded and headed out to the living room. I have a feeling this was a bad idea. Maybe I should have said no. I thought about this while I was in the shower. Feeling the hot pellets of water followed by the steam helped me think clearly, but I got distracted by the sensation it was giving me just thinking about Sora. Stop it, I have a girlfriend. I can't think of Sora that way. I ran a hand through my wet hair. It wasn't the same as the way Sora touched my hair. That knot has been decreasing over a period of days, but the spot is still tender. Maybe I can ask him to sooth it out for me later since he's really good at it. Much better than my girlfriend that is. Once I got out the shower and dressed myself, I decided to blow dry my hair quickly before our company arrives. My hair was just about dry when I heard the doorbell.
"Mr. Riku!" Sora called out before answering the door. I ran out to greet them with Sora, but once he opened the door my jaw almost dropped.
"Good Evening, Riku." Mr. Xehanort said so calmly.
"G-Good Evening." I said stepping aside for him and his partner to come through. T-There were two Soras?
"How rude of me, let me introduce you to my friend here. He too is a robot that serves me. His name is Vanitas." It doesn't help the fact that he looks identical to Sora. Even Sora was stunned by his looks.
"Nice to meet you, Vanitas." I shook his hand.
"Same." He looked to Mr. Xehanort. Sora held onto the sleeve of my shirt while looking to the floor.
"Sora, are you okay?" I whispered. He nodded uncomfortably. This is bad.
"Well I guess we can get started." Let's just get this over with so I can have a drink afterwards. Maybe I should offer some to Sora as well. It was so quiet at the table, not much was said. I wasn't sure of what I should say really. At least I had the TV on to distract me.
"I never thought this side of the house would look this nice." Should I be offended by this?
"Well I have to keep it up." I laughed it off. Brush it off Riku, the night is almost over.
"Isn't that what Sora was created for?" He questioned me.
"There isn't much to do in the house since it stays clean for a long time." I looked over to Sora who looked really nervous just sitting here. Nothing more was said until we finished. This was just too awkward.
"Riku there is something I would like to talk to you about in private. I'm pretty sure you have a lot of questions to ask." The hell I do. How can he just waltz in here with a robot that looks exactly like Sora but with a different color scheme? He must have something to do with this guy's kidnapping. I have to do something.
"Vanitas, why don't you help Sora with the dishes?" His robot nodded and began collecting the plates with Sora. While they were doing that, I lead him into the shop so we could talk.
"So what is it that you want to talk about?" I began.
"To answer your first question, Vanitas is a copy from Sora's DNA. A little creation I made through a series of tests." What? Sora's DNA?
"I thought Sora was a robot, an android, a machine of the sort."
"Wrong. He is human, but I gave him some parts to keep him a live. I rebuild him after retrieving him for your purpose." Xehanort walked closer.
"My purpose?" I moved away hearing him emit a low chuckle.
"You have something I have been looking for. You have what my ancestors have been searching for this whole time." His voice grew menacing.
"I don't know what you're talking about"
"The necklace you secretly wear under your clothing. It's the key to prolonging my existence. I could live forever." I don't know what the hell he was talking about but he was scaring the hell out of me. I heard a loud scream come from the kitchen. I instantly ran out to see what was going on only to find Sora gripping his arm. I covered my mouth. There was blood everywhere. That so called clone just stood there laughing hysterically.
"Oh calm down Sora, you should be able to remember how to rejuvenate your arm." I threw a punch at the guy, but he easily caught it.
"I wouldn't do that if I were you. Your arm is just metal, but I'm sure you have more scraps to repair it." I can feel the pressure he was putting on my arm. Damn, he was strong.
"Vanitas, stop!" Xehanort came out.
"We'll deal with them later. Let's go." Vanitas smirked and let go of my hand.
"You got lucky this time." He walked off with Xehanort.
"You're just going to leave like none of this happened?!" I yelled.
"Oh we'll be back really soon." The door shut pretty hard and I ran over and locked ever single lock I had. Now I have to tend to Sora.
"Sora," I was speechless as I looked around. I grabbed the nearest towel and placed it on his arms. Or what was left of it really. He was in pain, his tears would not let up. I don't know how I could really fix this without amputating his forearm up to his elbow.
"Sora I need you to listen to me alright." He just steadily rocked back and forth holding the towel on his arm.
"Try focusing on me and not the pain." He looked up at me. His eyes showed so much fear and confusion. I didn't want to do this. I grabbed the closest knife I could find and lifted up the towel.
"Riku," He stopped my hand with his own.
"Don't, please." He shook his head.
"Sora I don't think we have a choice." He sat up from his position and took a deep breathe. His arm began emitting a low glow as it began to come together. So this is what that clone meant. Once his arm came together, it was whole again. It was as if nothing happened to it.
"Incredible." I touched his arm. His head hung low and his breathing became stable.
"My head, it hurts." Sora tried to stand up from his position.
"No, you don't need to over exert yourself." I held onto him.
"I…I remember." He said lowly. Glad I caught it.
"You remember what? Sora, speak to me." He looked surprised after catching something her heard from the television.
"What did they say?" He held onto the counter and walked out the kitchen into the living room. I forgot I left the television on while our 'company' was over. Sora made it over to the television and collapsed onto his knees from the lack of strength. I walked in on the news revealing a picture of him on the screen. There's no way I could hide that from him now.
"T-That's me." His eyes never left the TV. He held his head. This is all my fault. It's hurting me too just to see him suffering like this.
"I'm sorry, Sora." I picked him up and carried him to the bathroom to clean up the blood before putting him in the bed. I think I'll stay close to him for the night. It feels like the best think I could do for now.
"I am truly sorry, Sora. This is my fault."
