Sora's jaw dropped. "Mikaila? Riku? Since when-" Sora just studdered.

"I know this is a little weird for you, but, well, I sort of, am in love with him. Like, you and Kairi." Sora's face turned red.

"I do not love Kairi!" He yelled.

"Sure you don't..." His face turned a dark-scarlet color.

"Anyway, does he know you like him?" Sora asked. I nodded.

"Yeah. It's just, he could die." I started to cry again. I had a habit of it lately. Sora just tried to comfort me. Then Donald and Goofy walked back in the door. Donald took a deep breath.

"I'm sorry that I got mad at you. It's just, the King is very important to me." I tried to smile at his apology and wipe the tears from my face.

"It's alright. I understand. I, I know how you feel. I lost someone I care about, and I really miss him." I told him. Donald gave me a sypathetic look and hugged me.

"I'm so sorry!" He said, starting to sob. I just patted his back.

"There, there,'' I said, "He'll come back. I know he will." Sora nodded as if saying thank you. Donald let go and nodded as well.

"Well, when you feel better, I guess you can come with us," Donald almost whispered. I smiled and thanked him.

"Well, we should probably let you rest," Sora said. He and everyone else walked out the door. Goofy closed the door quietly. I fell against the bed. It was soft. I was apparently in the nice hotel in Traverse Town. The sheets were silky and felt good against my skin. The pillows were like fluffy, inviting marshmelllows. I put my head against it. The pillow surrounded my head as I sunk into it. Then another song hit me.

Hikari hit me again.

Hikari meant everything was alright. If so, then Riku was okay and we were both safe. Sora and Kairi were safe. It meant Riku was thinking about me as I was thinking about him. That we were looking at the same moon for the exact same moment.

Riku, I love you. I thought, hoping he would hear what I was thinking. It may have just been my imagination, but I think he said it back. I heard his voice answer what I wanted him to answer. With that, I closed my eyes once more and prepared myself for a new day.

In you and I there's a new land. Angels in flight. Wonk uoy nath noitceffa deen I. A sanctuary. My sanctuary. Where fears and lies melt away.

A sanctuary. My sanctuary.

What did it mean again? That's right, last time I heard it I didn't bother to figure what it meant. Maybe, it meant that we would see each other soon. We did eventually last time. Everything just might be okay. Just maybe.

Maleficent patted Riku's back in praise.

"Wise choice, Riku," she commented. Riku grunted softly when she put her hand on his shoulder. He raised his shoulder, making it fall off. Maleficent walked a few steps forward and gestured for him to follow. He obediantly nodded and followed. He didn't want to, but did anyway. He really, really didn't want to.

She led him through the library and to a secret door behind a bookshelf that only darkness could open. She shot darkness into a small hole and the bookshelf fell into the ground. Maleficent walked over the top of the bookshelf and Riku followed. Then the bookshelf popped back up and the door automatically closed. He looked at it for a second, but then looked back at Maleficent. The room was large. It had a bed, a desk, a dresser, and an end table with a lamp and empty picture frame on it.

"Welcome to your new room. Ansem will come get you if you are ever needed by either of us. Until then, you are to stay in this room, only going into the library 30 minutes a day. Are we clear?" Riku nodded.

"Yes."

"Good. Now, be a good boy and stay here for now." Maleficent opened a portal and disappeared inside it.

Riku sat alone on his bed. He opened the drawer in the small table beside the bed and there were some colored pencils and some paper. He took out the coloring utensils and began to draw. He drew Mikaila and him on the islands. He drew Sora, Kairi, Mikaila and himself sitting on the paopu tree the day before the islands was swallowed by darkness. By the time he finished his drawings, it was night. There was one small window in the room. He looked through it and saw the moon.

Then he had a funny feeling. He knew at that exact moment, Mikaila was looking at the moon and thinking about him. He felt a warm feeling. He heard her voice say, I love you. He whispered back to her.

"I love you, too, Mikaila."

He climbed into his new bed. He sheets smelled clean, but had a scent of darkness to them. He closed his eyes and thought of her.