Trust the Unseen ( Passion )

#81. darkness - (moving on)

Disclaimer: I do not own Kingdom Hearts, its characters, settings and the like. These words, however, are mine.


She hadn't left her room for anything in three days and he figured he'd given her enough time by herself; was wasn't going to stand to hear about her wasting herself away. He let himself in the front door, having been welcomed to do so years ago by the entire household. He was greeted sadly, but happily, but her mother. "She's in her room -- I'm so glad you're here, Riku. If anyone can break her out of this spell, it'll be you." She embraced him lovingly and let him go.

He continued on upstairs, the grief and sadness shared by everyone tangible; he had to get her out of this place, that much was certain.

At least for a little while.

Slowly pushing the door to her room open, he noticed that, oddly, her room was as spotless as ever. Odd when the inhabitant of the room hadn't once left it. Kairi lay there, looking as much an object as anything else in the room, still as she was. Under the covers on her bed, she was awake and even from the door he could see her tears.

Then he saw the picture, standing and facing her. The source of her pain.

She'd placed herself in her own personal hell.

Walking over, he gently laid the picture down and as he did so, she shut her eyes tightly and more tears fell. He proceeded to sit down beside her and indulged in the silence with her, knowing she would simply be glad of his presence. He also knew, eventually, she would have to say something to him.

So he waited.

"I wonder when the memories will stop feeling so painful. And they're such good memories Riku, why does it hurt so much?" She asked softly, rolling over onto her back so she could look at him if she needed to. She wiped her tears away futilely as more replaced them.

"Kai, sweetheart, it's been three days." He said soothingly. "You need more time than you're giving yourself."

"Really?" She sounded surprised. "Everything is such a blur, even -- especially -- time." She fixed her emotional eyes on him. "Why'd you come?"

He sighed. "That was a joke, right?"

"You should... Go. I'm not good company right now, but I guess you can see that." She attempted a laugh. "I don't want you to sit here and watch me cry."

"I'm not leaving unless you come with me."

"Riku--"

"And if you refuse to leave with me, then I'll still find a way to get you out." He softened a bit. "I know it's hard and I know it's painful, but... Kai, maybe talking will help, but all I want to do is get you out of here for a few hours. We don't have to do or say anything, just walk. You need time to get past this, nothing else, but you can't lock yourself up in your room -- and you know Sora and I are always here."

"I know." She said, sitting up slowly. "Where is Sora?"

"He figured we needed to give you more time before we came barging in here, so..."

She nodded and everything was silent.

"The funeral is tomorrow, Riku." She said suddenly, with a rush of breath and fresh tears.

"I know." He took her hand.

"Come with me." Her voice broke and she lowered her head, hiding her face and raising her free hand to her mouth. She hastily tried to compose herself, not wanting to make Riku uncomfortable, wanting to battle the sadness. "I think it'll be a little lighter for me that way."

He nodded. "Let's go get some fresh air."

And perhaps she'd find a way out of the darkness and find a reason to start moving on.