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Some of you may have noticed the titles changed... yeah, they were far too epic...Also some oddities in style of writing and font can change due to uploads, I'll fix em if I see them. You know the Key from the last chapter and the door from this chapter? Yeah, I didn't forget about the key. Got a plan for it later on Remember, this story is all about Sora; his choices and beliefs and how they evolve and prepare him for Kingdom Hearts. This fic is only an introduction to the real story. Kinda like Destiny Islands in the game except this is more elaborat and everyone is connected somehow. Enough spoilers! Enjoy!
The next two weeks flew by quickly for Sora. No longer did he ever have a moment of loneliness or solitude as Riku seemed to always be a few steps behind him, always finding new ways of spending time with him. He didn't mind of course but he felt as if he had lost a piece of himself or perhaps he simply forgot about it; whatever the case, Sora knew Riku was changing his life little by little. Not only him but also that girl and all her tests seemed to be affecting him. He didn't think of the world the same way anymore and every night he would remember how it felt to take up a sword and battle the heartless. He wondered what they were and even dared to go online and search for any information about them but came back with no results. It had been quite a long time since the girl came to him and he wondered how much longer he had to wait. December was slowly setting itself in, only a few days away from the holiday month.
Destiny Islands was a special place, much like the other islands surrounding the area, no snow ever fell. It was summer all year long except in the coldest of months where some could say autumn has fallen upon them. Some trees would change color slightly and some plants might die but other then that most wouldn't think of it twice. However, parents often tell their children stories about snow and how it feels and all the games they played in it. Geographically, it is impossible for snow to fall on the islands but there has been a few records of storms passing through, leaving the islands coated in a white blanket of snow for a few days before melting away and revealing the endless summer. Sora knew this and was sure it was going to snow this year. With all the strange things happening to him, he couldn't believe otherwise.
"Hey, Sora." Riku started as they turned the corner down the street; heading towards the town. Even though what the islanders consider winter, Riku was still wearing a short sleeved black shirt letting the elderly realize how frail they've become under their jackets. A wind blew over them, chilling them but the sun quickly heated them back. "What are your plans for the eighth?"
"The eighth? Nothing, why?" Sora replied lazily as he leaned against a building and looked towards the street cars.
"It's my birthday!" He gave the boy a large grin though he quickly realized Sora's thoughts were elsewhere. "I'm having a small party, just my family, but I'd like you to come."
"Family, huh..." Sora was watching the cars zip one by one, lost in his own mind. What a stupid thing: family. Like they ever mattered to Riku...His eyes shot up, stunned by what he had just thought. "Yeah, I'll come by." Quickly answering, hoping to seem normal.
"Sweet." Riku nodded, giving him an odd look but quickly turned back to his smiling self.
"You like your family, don't you?" Sora asked, hoping to seem uninterested in the answer but Riku had caught something and he could feel it.
"Yeah, I love them." He answered truthfully and chuckled. "Sometimes."
"Heh..." Sora, despite himself, smiled. Better just calm down. He forced out all the negativity out of himself and put on a fake a smile. "Well, let's get going..."
"Afternoon, Sora, Riku." Both boys looked behind them to notice Zexion approaching them and greeted him in turn. "Out today again?" He laughed. "You two seem to be getting along quite well."
"Yeah..." Riku replied but the teacher seemed hardly interested in him as his attentioned was focused on Sora.
"I know this should wait until tomorrow but I have to ask you something, about school that is." He took a step back, indicating for Sora to come closer so they make speak away from Riku. The boy understood and walked a few paces back, letting Sora answer whatever Zexion needed. "Honestly, it's about Riku and not school, Sora."
"What about him?" Sora asked nervously, unwilling to meet the man's gaze.
"Riku isn't the best student there is, you know. Can't have your grades slipping because of him. I see your report cards, quite impressive." He gave an easy smile but quickly took it back when Sora frowned at him.
"What does that mean?" The question was more of a threat then a question but one could hardly blame him, his friendship being attacked and all.
"Nothing of the sort, Sora. Just remember this; Riku is not a happy person." He broke off his eyes from Sora and turned; ready to leave. "Good thing he has a friend like you, Sora. Help him out while you can." The teacher waved and walked away.
"While I can?" Sora said but too late and too quietly, Zexion had left him with Riku walking back to his side quickly.
"What was that about?" Riku asked, eyeing the back of his teacher.
"Nothing, just reminding me about a school project." Sora lied and quickly realized it wasn't quite the lie he thought it was. "And I need to get it out of my locker. Forgot my papers in there." He laughed, embarrassed.
"Just get it tomorrow." Riku shrugged, school being the last point on interest on his mind.
"No, I need to give it in tomorrow. I kinda didn't work on it much." He laughed again. "Good thing Mr.Zexion came and reminded me."
"Oh... You're going to get it now?" Riku asked, noticing the school was only a few minutes of walking and sighed.
"Yeah, I gotta get working on it by tonight." Sora then realized why Riku seemed saddened by it. "I'll hang out with your friends another time."
"Kay, see ya." Riku turned around and walked away without letting Sora say good bye back.
"Unhappy, is that so...Nothing new there, Mr.Zexion." Sora sighed as well and headed towards the school alone.
As he walked up the paved slope towards the central entrance of the school he realized all the cars were gone and cursed to himself. If there are no cars, it means the janitor is gone as well. Exasperated, he grunted and forcibly pushed against the door and, to his surprise, the door opened.
It's unlocked...They must of forgotten. He quickly forgot about that and marched towards his lockers, hoping he was truly alone. A small feeling made him feel uneasy inside. He figured it was because he hadn't ever been at school when all the lights were off and there was no one inside. Didn't feel like school anymore, felt like something he'd rather forget forever. Those thoughts danced along side him while he marched towards his locker. He fumbled with his combination clumsily once he reached the locker, getting more nervous and paranoid that someone was right behind him. Common, unlock dammit!
As he walked quickly with his papers in his hand, he nearly ran with each step but forced himself to walk slowly, the thought of running making whatever watched him angry and send it off in a chase. His breath getting shorter and shorter until suddenly he stopped, his mind stuck on an image: the teachers lounge door was opened. His heart racing hundreds of miles per hour he dared to turn back in hopes of finding it closed but it was slightly opened and he was sure it had been closed when he first walked by. He closed his eyes and opened them again but the door was still as opened as they were before he had closed his eyes. Everything in him told him to run and get out of here but he couldn't believe his fears had been true and something in him wanted to be convinced it was all in his head; therefor, he opened the door a little more and looked inside.
The room was carpeted in a dull mauve and the walls were dark gray with the blinds closed. The janitor had been here, the counter was wiped clean and the coffee table was tidied up. What bothered Sora was that the door leading the storage room was opened as well and seemed to be inviting him.
Common, Sora. Just a teacher looking for a file or something. With any luck, these doors were left opened by accident. He tried convincing himself but he was out of luck. Somehow, he knew it was something. As he entered the lounge, looking back to make sure nothing, or no one, had managed to escape his attention before pushing the store room door open.
The store room is a simple hall with cabinets stacked and fastened against the walls, leaving room for only one person to move around freely. All the cabinets were closed and everything seemed in place, or so he thought until his eyes strode over to the end of the room where he found something that didn't belong there.
"A door?" He carefully stepped inside the room and approached the door slowly, examining its wooden frame. There was nothing special about the door as far as he could tell but it wasn't like any other door he had seen before. It was an oval frame with a gray tinge while the door itself was what seemed a large plank of a dark gray that nearly stood out as black. Just two dark planks of wood. There was a black knob but when Sora dared to reach out, he found it to be locked. The door seemed fastened to the wall as it didn't budge as he pulled the knob as hard as he could and he couldn't recall there being any walls on the outside of the store room. "A locked door that leads to a wall..." He whispered and wondered why they had bothered installing it in here.
"This is a very special door, Sora. You cannot open it just yet, you'll have to come back when your resolve is stronger then it is now." Sora shook the head, surprised at the voice inside his mind. He didn't know what resolve it was talking about but he wasn't so sure he'd come back to open it, this door was the feel of unease he had ever since he entered the school and he wasn't fond on the idea of braving it again. Taking a final look at the door, he sighed and closed the store room behind him and proceeded to exit out.
Step.
In a heartbeat, Sora felt the terror rise up in him and at once he flayed out his right out towards the footsteps. He felt a shock vibrate in his arm as he focused his eyes to see what he had hit.
"Ow, what the fuck!" Riku cried out as he clutched his arm, backing away from Sora. "What did you do that for?"
"Riku?" Sora's fear was replaced with confusion and shock as he saw his friend rubbing his arm and glaring at him furiously.
"What were you doing inside the teachers lounge..." His eyes moved over next to Sora. "with a sword of all things." Sora looked at his right hand and realized he was wielding a wooden sword, just like the one he used against that heartless. He didn't remember picking it up but then again, he probably willed it to come to his hand.
"My resolve, is it?' He wasn't too happy it was only a wooden sword but he thanked god it hadn't been something with a sharp edge. "Are you alright?" He asked snapping out of his thoughts.
"No thanks to you." Riku growled and readjusted himself, recovered from the hit. "What were you doing? Thought you were just getting your papers?"
"Yeah, I have then right here." He looked back at his hand and realized the wooden sword was still there and the papers weren't. "Uh..I must of dropped them inside." He turned back inside quickly and reached for the store room doorknob only to find it locked. "Dammit, it's locked.
"Well, yeah. The teachers always lock it. That's where they keep all the old files." Riku commented as he entered the room himself.
"Then why was it open before?" He pushed against the door another time before turning back, defeated. "My name is on those papers!" He growled at the thought of him being asked into the office to explain why his homework has been inside a restricted area.
"How'd you get in in the first place?" Riku propped himself in one of the chairs and examined the bruise mark the sword has left.
"It was opened when I came in." Sora sighed as he looked at Riku's bruise too.
"Why were you here?" He asked, turning his arm away from Sora's view.
"I was just looking for..." He looked at Riku's expression and decided to play stupid instead. "I don't know. I just came inside."
"Don't lie to me." Riku's voice was cold, if not angry.
"I'm not lying." Sora whispered, angry at himself for what he had done and now unable to tell Riku the truth.
"Yes you are! Tell me the truth!" Riku yelled, surprising Sora as well as himself. "I'm sorry, it's the arm." He smiled. "You can trust me, Sora. Please, tell me."
"What are you doing here? You were supposed to be with Yuffie and some other friends." Sora turned back the question, unwilling to keep this up as well as frightened by Riku's anger.
"I decided to come walk you home first since I still had some time before going over there." He lied and Sora knew that. They had been already late by twenty minutes.
"And you're telling me not to lie." Sora scoffed, surprised at himself.
"It's the truth." Sora looked at Riku's face and surprised himself when he noticed how convinced he looked.
"Riku, thanks but I'm going to walk home by myself." Sora shook his head and headed towards the door.
"Whatever." Riku sighed as he sunk deeper into the couch, his face expressionless but his eyes deep and pensive. However, Sora didn't see that and before he knew it, he had spun around and growled.
"Maybe we should stop spending so much time together, Riku. We've been spending every day together. Let's take a break from each other. See ya." It was only when he exited the school had he realized what he had said. He wanted to run back and take it all back but he couldn't stop moving forward. The anger blinding him, he didn't hear Riku yell out his name.
The next few days flew by quickly for Sora. The anger of his first fight with Riku rooted itself comfortably on his heart and he let his pride take over him; he ignored Riku and stayed as far away as possible from him. His friends had noticed but only after a day had they realized letting Riku talk to them would mean Sora would be talking with another group of friends. Riku realized this quickly just as well and decided to recede to being alone again. He had called Sora on the phone once the night after the incident at school but the boy had been cold and as soon as he could he said farewell and smashed the phone down into the stand. In person it had been the same just accompanied with an insult instead of a smashing sound. Riku had given up then and forced himself to forget about Sora, wishing it was as easy as it sounded.
As the final bell rang for the school day, everyone gathered around Sora's locker as the brunet opened it to get a binder out before heading home. The teachers never found out about the lost papers in the store room, apparently they hadn't been in there after all or they would of caught him by now. Sora wished they had though, then Mr.Zexion wouldn't of given him that look when he gave him back his paper with the bad mark. He tried his best to remember the criteria but apparently he had forgotten most of it.
"Hey, this fell from your locker." Selphie was handing him a white envelope. "Nothing signed, maybe it's from Riku?" She smiled but Sora opened it with a careless rip and read it to himself, sinking as much as he could into his locker.
I'm glad you haven't lied and chosen simply what seemed best, Sora. The Path of Burdens and Thorns isn't compatible but you sure seem to be pulling it off rather well. Just remember, you cannot let the darkness come over you. If you do, all would have been for naught and all will be lost. Besides, you're cuter when you're happy.
"She's writing me letters now..." He whispered to himself but the others heard it and mouthed to each other who it was.
Yes, I figured a letter was better for something this short instead of freezing time and placing you in a special place.
"Now that's freaky." He nodded and ripped the letter up, throwing into a nearby trashcan. He turned to his friends who were observing him, famished with curiosity. "Just a letter from some girl I met a few days ago. She's been passing me notes since we can't see each other often."
"Why don't you just email or call?" Selphie asked but Sora ignored her.
"Hey, guys. I need to go somewhere now but I'll see you all tomorrow." He quickly waved to them and nearly ran away, hoping this would somehow make them forget about the girl. Although he figured now they'd be more curious then ever. Cuter when I'm happy...When did she get nice? He smiled, realizing there was more to her then just a voice. Also, the letter proved he wasn't crazy although he had given up that idea long ago. It felt good to have something concrete to prove it. The sword hitting Riku should have been a clear indication as well but he hadn't thought about that day since it happened. He'd rather forget all about it. However, he was rather curious on where to go now, he couldn't go home or he'd run up to his friends and then there would be more questions. He figured he'd find out soon enough where he'll go.
He found himself heading towards Banana Park. An unusual name but there was a lot of banana trees there and it was a park, so the name seemed rather obvious. It was the biggest park in the industrialized part of the islands and kids would often come here to play and walk around. Adults would jog or walk their dogs; the main path usually busy with feet and today was no exception. As he marched along he noticed a spiky blond crouched against a tree that he knew. Cloud was there, clad in black in the heat of day, pressed against a tree with his head hunched down. Sora decided to thank him for pulling him out of the mosh pit with a motive to do something positive and hopefully get rid of this new attitude he's grown accustomed to. Nothing a little good karma can't fix, right?
"Hey, Cloud." It had been a month or so since they last saw each other but the blond seemed to recognize Sora right away and lifted his head and greeted him back.
"Yo." And his head went back down.
"I just wanted to thank you for pulling me out of the mosh pit back then. I don't think I ever thanked you." He knew he had but he was sure the other hadn't heard him.
"Welcome." He raised his hand thumb, index, and middle risen and the others curled up. Sora imitated it to the side, wondering what it meant.
"So, how have you been?" Sora tried to initiate conversation but his response was a simple shrug. "Same here, things just aren't too good for me either." He slumped down next to Cloud only to find out the tree wasn't as comfortable as the blond had made it seemed. A moment of silence passed before Cloud decided to speak for once. Something he hasn't done in quite a while, little to the knowledge of Sora.
"You're friends with Riku, right?" The question came, muffled from between his legs.
"Yeah, we're good friends." Sora sighed. "Were good friends. We had a fight." He admitted and let himself feel the pain of having lost the boy due to his ego. Unwilling to apologize and admit a wrong. He couldn't even think of why he had reacted in such a way. He only remembers getting angry and staying angry. Just like that.
"Hmph, of all people...I thought you'd be the only one to stick by him." Cloud seemed to laugh for a second but Sora ignored it.
"What do you mean?" He asked, staring at Cloud's hair.
"Oh, you don't know?" Cloud lifted his head, tilting it to let it rest of his knee so he could stare back at Sora. "He and Yuffie had a huge fight. They broke up and she yelled out some things to him in front of all his friends. Apparently, those things were bad enough for all of them to hate him. He's all alone now, just like he used to be." Cloud's eyes shone a brilliant green, as if he was happy about the event.
"Were you his friend too?" Sora asked, still locked into those green orbs.
"Yeah, once. Long ago." He paused for a second, remembering the boy. "He was friends with all of us but one day we all just weren't. I can't remember. I think he separated himself from us." Sora asked him who was us and Cloud, oddly enough, kept answering. "All of us at the band and some more. You met all of them, I think, or at least seen them around. He was a few years younger...two or three, I can't remember. We didn't mind, he was like us and that's all we cared about. One day he just disappeared from our lives. I think we cared for a while but not for long. Something happened, I can't remember."
"Kinda like you." Sora bit his lip a little too late, his heart beating a little bit faster. "Sorry, I didn't mean it like that."
"Heh, it's alright. It's true." He nodded into his knee. "Guess they told you everything about me and Squall?"
"Pretty much, just what they knew. I think it's all true." Sora admitted, relieved he hadn't angered the blond. It was nice to have a normal conversation with someone for once. Seems like everything had either been a joke or a serious thing lately, it felt good to finally just stop thinking and say whatever passed through your mind.
"Well if you heard it from Tifa or from anyone in the band, then it's all true. Rinoa would of only told you lies..." He paused. "Even though it might look like it, we don't hate her. There's just something about her that seems to get everyone angry. We think she's just trying to get Squall all to herself and make him 'better' but we can't prove it. I tried breaking those two up by convincing Squall it was for the best but he was so into her back then he just yelled at me. Accused me of what Rinoa was doing to him. Should of picked a better time...I should of." He muttered those words a few times, letting the conversation die along with them.
"Is that how it ended between you and Leon?" Sora wanted to say the lion's real name but somehow it didn't seem right. He felt Cloud used it as a privilege, something only a few were allowed to call him.
"Yeah, sort of." He sighed. "We got better, him forgiving me and admitting Rinoa had been rather controlling but from that day he'd been pulling away from me more and more until I couldn't take it. Told him some things I probably should of worded better; tell him it's okay..." He got up and stretched, the sun brightening his hair like an aura. "Thanks for the talk." He gave a small wave with the back of his hand as he walked away, leaving Sora to his thoughts.
Guess he got tired of talking about himself...or felt he was saying too much. I'm just a stranger after all. Sora sighed and wondered how it must of felt, being thrown away like that. The path of Burdens must make things so unpleasant when you lose someone you love. Sora guessed that path applied to everyone. No one was alone, or without feelings, everyone has feelings for someone.
Sora thought back on everyone he cared about and noticed how they in turn cared about someone else too. It was a big web, one that didn't make much sense but it touched everyone he knew and more. He felt important, being in the center of it all but he knew it was a circle and everyone was a center of their own. Personally, he had all his friends; Kairi, Selphie, Tidus, and Wakka. He wanted to say Riku as well but he belonged somewhere else; he belonged to a different group. He thought it was funny how even though he who was nearly a prep along with everyone else in his group managed to make friends with punks.
Being open to the world and people makes everything meaningless about yourself. I love it all. That thought warmed Sora, and he felt like he used to at the start of the school year; filled with joy and love.
The next six days flew by rather quickly with Sora's reborn mirth. The group finally at ease as their friend spent his time with them just like before and all the awkward moments gone. One thing Sora wished had died during the break was all the little jokes they found to tease him and Kairi. The sudden change in him made him wonder if he should perhaps try something new with Kairi. They've been friends since childhood and he could feel there was something there. Also, he figured it'd shut all his friends up once and for all about it. He just needed to wait for the right moment...
"Nah. Snow's not gonna fall, man. It's just something in stories." Tidus waved the idea by all the while drinking canned cola.
"It's not just a story and I think it's cool Sora believes it. If we all wish it, it'll happen." Selphie replied, loving to play on the opposite team of Tidus.
"No way, man." The blond restated and passed the can to Wakka who gulped it down in a flash. "Don't chug it!" He punched the redhead but nearly fell when the other retaliated the same way.
"How about this? If we all promise to believe and it does snow, it means I am right and Tidus is retarded. If not, well...I'm just wrong." She added her consequence with a shrug of the shoulders and playing stupid but she knew Tidus would think of something.
"How about if you are wrong," He stated with clear emphasis on the last words. "and you have to dress like a goth for a week." To him, this seemed like an appropriate punishment for the girl. She was always wearing bright colors and obviously on a sugar high; the change would be rather welcome to all of them; even for a week.
"Deal!" She offered her hand to shake. "Remember, you all promise to believe." Everyone promised with laughter as Tidus accepted the challenge thinking there was no possible way for snow to fall on the islands again.
"Speaking of snow," Sora mentioned, remembering Riku's hair. "Has anyone seen Riku? I want to talk to him but I didn't see at school."
"Oh, didn't you notice? He hasn't been here most of the week." Kairi replied, looking at her shoes with interest. "Not that anyone cares though, even the teachers have given up on him."
"Yeah." Sora said, bitter at her words and everyone eyed him for it. "I'll go check on him." He let out a breath and marched off, leaving his friends behind him without a thought.
"Sora, we're on break. Schools starts again in a few minutes." Kairi shouted but Sora ignored her and she just watched him walk away, bewildered at his behavior.
"Let him go. He wants to be with Riku, so good for him." Selphie grabbed Kairi's arm and squeezes it gently. "Besides, it's english last period so I anyone cares." She giggled and pulled Kairi back to the circle.
"Yeah, good for him." Kairi smiled faintly, not to sure if this was good news for her or Sora. Riku might of seemed sweet at first but now she belives he's a horrible person and it's best to stay away from him. If only Sora knew what she knew.
Sora looked at the door for a minute before pushing it open. It was drawn open, seemingly a child's writing telling no one to enter. However, what weirded him out was the dozen scratch marks on the door. They were quite deep, like if someone took a knife and tried stabbing their way through. He sighed, pushing the thoughts away, and opened the door.
ThereRiku laid on his bed, his head hanging off the edge and his hands holding a game boy. Music was playing softly but Sora guessed it was only on a low volume because his mother already yelled at him for putting it up so loud. The boy seemed to have frozen when the corner of his eyes caught sight of the boy closing the door. His fingers stopped pressing the buttons and even the breathing seemed to have gotten shallow. Seeing the unease, Sora remembered the girl's words: you don't always get a second chance. He could fix everything right now but he didn't know how but he didn't care, he just did whatever came over him. He took a few steps forward, never breaking sight of Riku's facial expression and seeing it wasn't changing he dared to sit down next to him. The boy had moved his hands so he could keep watching Sora but still didn't do anything, heart racing faster and breaths coming quickly. Sora then did something he didn't even know he was about to do; he had let his head lower steadily until he laid on Riku's stomach. He felt a movement and soon he felt the warmth of the boys hand running through his hair and his breathing returning to normal.
"I'm sorry." Sora apologized, trying to remember what had caused him to stay so angry.
"It's okay." Riku replied, pushing the brunet off as he seated himself. "What happened?"
"I don't know. I just got angry. I'm sorry." He apologized again, glancing at Riku who was looking at his hands with his head slouched. His silver hair covering his face, making it hard for Sora to see his expression.
"Thanks." Sora felt bitter that the boy didn't apologize as well but then again he couldn't even say why either had to apologize for what happened. "It's alright now. What are you doing here?" Sora bit his lip, seeing Riku's expression. It's as if the boy didn't care at all.
"You weren't at school for a few days, thought I'd come and check on you." Sora answered, hoping his answer sounded as if he simply didn't have anything better today then coming here.
"Aw, you missed me?" Riku poked the boy's cheek hard, making the brunet tip over.
"Only a little." Sora teased and pushed the boy's hand again when it attempted to push him again. "So we're good?"
"For now." Riku gave him a smile but he could tell something wasn't right. Sora figured he had rights to be still upset at him but at least he fixed everything. From now on, things could only get better. "Isn't school still on right now?" The boy asked as he glanced over at his clock.
"Heh, yeah. It's just English so no trouble there." Sora chuckled but when Riku didn't he just felt bad.
"You shouldn't skip school, Sora." He growled. "Not for me. I'm not worth it."
"Yes you are. You're my friend and don't say that."
"Whatever." Riku reached down and tosses him a gamecube controller. "Wanna play since your already here?"
"Play? Feels more like beating a kid then playing against you." Sora joked and received a hard punch on the arm. "Don't bruise me!" But his complaint only let him receive more blows.
Sora's mother scolded him when the boy came back home later that evening. He stood there listening with his head lowered but he was too bruises and exhausted to care. The school had called saying Sora was missing from his classes and when he didn't come home his mother sweared she nearly got a heart attack when she asked Kairi where he was.
"Don't you ever do something like that!" She scolded, her tone tired from her lecture. "Next time, at least call me." She sighed, noticing how he was barely standing. "And off to bed." She gave him a gentle push and sighed once more as she watched him head towards his room.
As he entered his room, he slowly took off his clothes in the dark until he realized he could see clearly. He looked around him to find that his computer was still powered and he trudged towards it, his hand reaching for the power button, too tired to turn it off the safer way. However, something had caught his eye. His e-mail notification icon was flashing and despite himself he clicked it. Squinting and rereading simple words, he managed to make out a letter from Cloud. Most of the words were a blur in his memory but all he managed to retain before flinging himself unto his bed was that he was to come to Cloud's house for a party tomorrow, on the eighth of November.
Sorry if this chapter is a bit shorter in length but the words are more numerous. Less conversations or something even though it felt as if there had been plenty more then usual. Took me three days to write this, always writing at the most obscene hours of the night. I actually was dead frightened when I wrote the part about Sora coming back to school for his papers. I couldn't stop looking behind my back .
I hope you enjoyed this chapter and R&R!
Next chapter up next week! Promise! (Yeah right, neh?)