Glad to see people enjoyed my last chapter, so on to more. This chapter contains Sora/Selphie, sorry no Riku/Kairi in this chapter, but I hope you still continue to read. But anyways, they will be in the next chapter, I promise. This chapter is pretty weird, so hang with me here okay!?
Kingdom Hearts- A Change of Heart
Without hope, without love. This was how the island once known as Destiny Isle began to form into. No one else stood watching as the island gravely became an isolated paradise of darkness, no one except for the ghost like Sora, who could only float in the light mist of the darkness. Slowly a smile crept upon his face upon his motionless face, it had been at the very spot his best friend once stood.
A smile that never befallen his face, a smile he never had once wore. At that time, those kind smiles seem to fade away from his existence. No more to be used to greet his friends, or if it ever became him to be happy. Those moments were gone for now almost as if it was that the heartless took and not Riku.
Riku, the name stuck to him, not wanting to disappear from his mind. Sora wasn't aware of it, but a second later he felt the muscles in his cheeks rising. In an instant his eyes darted out wide open, a strange sudden urge took over as he placed two of his fingers between his lips feeling the wide crack in his face.
"I am smiling, but why? Am I glad Riku's dead, that I couldn't save him, that maybe now I can win Kairi?" All these thoughts erupted throughout him. He wanted it all to stop, for he couldn't dare know the truth of what his own mind was thinking. Like his smile, he couldn't seem to control it as more of these riddles popped into his head.
"Why didn't I help Riku until the last minute? Was it because of my jealousy for Kairi's love, or did pure fear of the heartless stop me? Why couldn't I save him? And when he disappeared, why didn't I feel sorrow?" Upon finishing his last sentence, a truth came to him as his hands started to rapidly tremble.
"I am messed up! It's like I wished my friend dead." He concluded, small watery tears dripped down his eyes. "I'm sorry Riku, I'm sorry. It's all my fault!"
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The profound silence shook him, his head arose as the soft sheets that wrapped around him instantly fell off his small body. The bright blue of Sora's eyes beamed wide open, a pure shock fell his heart. The whole scenario changed, he was no longer in what appeared to be his private hell, but instead a dark room which he couldn't made anything in it out, all except the very bed he had mysteriously been laying on.
"What, it was a dream!?" He replied breathing hard with sweat pouring down his fore-head. No matter how much he tried, the whole Riku's death scene stayed fresh in his mind. Upon his wake seconds later, many thoughts accorded to him. "Where am I? How did I get in this bed?" The only thing Sora knew was that Riku wasn't dead, and it gave him much comfort.
"Riku isn't dead, Riku isn't dead." He repeated trying to forget the nightmare, but he knew he had more important matters to attend, like where he was, and what could have happened to Selphie back at the boat! "Selphie, I hope your okay." Sora said pleading, while still franticly trying to scanned his surroundings. But unluckily, he found the room to dark in it's creepy effect.
"You better stay put where you are!" A young western voice called out. This sudden announcement had been a surprise to Sora, but with courage continued to look deeper into the blacken air. But nothing could he seen, not even the owner of the voice.
"Who are you, what do you want!" Sora shouted, his mind gave him some ideas on what the voice could be, but he quickly shook away those thoughts away. Within a few minutes of long endured silence. A small laugh caught Sora's ears, as the voice started to snicker. "I wouldn't worry about it, you just go back to sleep. If you don't, how do you expect your fever to go down?" Sora searched for something to say, but only found himself saying. "What?" With a hint of a yawn, but before the voice could replied, Sora fell victim to his dreams.
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The night seem to disappear, as the bright morning sun slowly rise to greet the next morning.
"Kairi," Sora whispered happily hugging his pillow with a ever tighten grip. Of course is was obvious to anyone who Sora was dreaming about. Sora slowly half opened his eyes to see a shadowy figure of what appeared to be his Kairi floating around his vision.
He slowly smiled a little upon seeing her, he would have smiled bigger, but his face felt as if Riku busted his face again with his wooden sword. Kairi stood up looking at him with concern, but quickly changed her silence with that of even fast talking. Her mouth had to be moving at 100 mph, like a fish trying to breathe for air. Due to Sora's sleepiness, he could hardly hear her as she continued talking strong.
A little strength returned to him a few minutes later. His tired eyes slowly re-opened. He found his arms around Kairi in a deep hug. A second later, Sora blinked. Kairi, the girl who he fell in love with since the dawn of time, began to transform into the shining face of a young teenager with tall untamable blonde hair, and a black tattoo on the left side of his cheek broke through the sweet vision of Kairi.
"Yo! S'up, are you okay? Man, I'm glad your okay too. But can you let go of me!?" He complained, not giving himself a moment to rest his voice, or Sora a moment to analyze what he just said. But actions spoke louder than words as he found himself clutching the boy's body tightly, like that of a little girl would do to a doll. The pure shock of the moment didn't allow him to let go of his grip. "Where am I!?" Sora asked bewildered. "On me, now get off!" The boy said almost ready to scream. Sora withdrew his hands away from the boy's body.
"Now who are you, and where am I!?" Sora asked once again, this time lightly eyeing his current surroundings. Now he could see the room perfect, it contained what appeared to be around five beds. All but two beds didn't seem to be used. On one of the beds, it seemed to been made neat but was cluttered with multiple stuff animals, while the other two beds looked as if a hurricane had collided with it, along with scattered junk of different kinds on each bed. Besides the beds and everything on it. Nothing else stood out in the room, except the bare walls.
The boy quietly laid his two hand on the top of his head relaxed, giving Sora the time to look around. After Sora returned his attention back to him. The stranger continued on. "Don't worry your safe, so don't go all mental. I'm Zell, and I'll tell you more, after we go see mom." Zell finished as he started toward the door. Now Sora's body felt as if it couldn't move, like it didn't want to move. His whole mind swirled with confusion, and the boy next to him didn't help one bit.
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Upon exiting the room, the boy named Zell lead him to the next room. Though he still didn't know where he was, or what he was doing there to begin with. He found himself in what appeared to be a small kitchen. The hyper Zell chatted on and on about the kitchen, almost as if they had been long time friends, who just now got re-acquainted. Sora sighed, the endless chatter proved to be tiring.
"Will you shut up for a minute?" The voice of another boy caught his ears. When Sora turned to look, he saw the boy sitting in one of the kitchen's chair in a tilted position, like it was about really to tip. You could tell the boy had been in a relaxing state, before Zell started gabbling away.
You would think his asleep, with his cowboy hat covering his eyes, and his still position. This boy didn't look nothing like Zell, for he had long brown hair, which seemed to add to the impression that he was really asleep, and his brown leather jacket laid against him almost like that of a blanket.
When the boy spoke to Zell, Sora swore he heard that voice before, but the question was where? "Bang," He greeted with his index finger pointing out at Sora like that of a gun. With his sudden remark, a light bulb flashed in Sora's mind. "Your that voice from last night, aren't you!?" Reluctantly the boy shook his head, with a small nod. "Yeah I am, but don't you think you should show him to Edea now, Chicken-wuss!?" He asked turning to tall blonde hair boy. "Will you stop calling me that!?" Zell said screaming enraged.
Angrily, Zell grabbed Sora's hand pulling him forth pass the kitchen. Sora's mind, like that of a puzzle now started to get a few of the pieces. "Who's Edea!?" Sora asked, but Zell tighten his grip on Sora. "You'll see in a minute." Zell shouted proud upon reaching the last door in the hall. "This is Mother Edea's room." Sora didn't take his eyes off the door, it was here he was about ready to met a person, he had no clue about.
To Be Continued
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Well how did you like it? Please read, and review. Now I would like to thank again everyone who reviewed my last story. Sorry it took so long, but I couldn't decide if I should kill off Riku for good. I'm kidding, of course. But my next chapter might surprise you.
Kingdom Hearts- A Change of Heart
Without hope, without love. This was how the island once known as Destiny Isle began to form into. No one else stood watching as the island gravely became an isolated paradise of darkness, no one except for the ghost like Sora, who could only float in the light mist of the darkness. Slowly a smile crept upon his face upon his motionless face, it had been at the very spot his best friend once stood.
A smile that never befallen his face, a smile he never had once wore. At that time, those kind smiles seem to fade away from his existence. No more to be used to greet his friends, or if it ever became him to be happy. Those moments were gone for now almost as if it was that the heartless took and not Riku.
Riku, the name stuck to him, not wanting to disappear from his mind. Sora wasn't aware of it, but a second later he felt the muscles in his cheeks rising. In an instant his eyes darted out wide open, a strange sudden urge took over as he placed two of his fingers between his lips feeling the wide crack in his face.
"I am smiling, but why? Am I glad Riku's dead, that I couldn't save him, that maybe now I can win Kairi?" All these thoughts erupted throughout him. He wanted it all to stop, for he couldn't dare know the truth of what his own mind was thinking. Like his smile, he couldn't seem to control it as more of these riddles popped into his head.
"Why didn't I help Riku until the last minute? Was it because of my jealousy for Kairi's love, or did pure fear of the heartless stop me? Why couldn't I save him? And when he disappeared, why didn't I feel sorrow?" Upon finishing his last sentence, a truth came to him as his hands started to rapidly tremble.
"I am messed up! It's like I wished my friend dead." He concluded, small watery tears dripped down his eyes. "I'm sorry Riku, I'm sorry. It's all my fault!"
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The profound silence shook him, his head arose as the soft sheets that wrapped around him instantly fell off his small body. The bright blue of Sora's eyes beamed wide open, a pure shock fell his heart. The whole scenario changed, he was no longer in what appeared to be his private hell, but instead a dark room which he couldn't made anything in it out, all except the very bed he had mysteriously been laying on.
"What, it was a dream!?" He replied breathing hard with sweat pouring down his fore-head. No matter how much he tried, the whole Riku's death scene stayed fresh in his mind. Upon his wake seconds later, many thoughts accorded to him. "Where am I? How did I get in this bed?" The only thing Sora knew was that Riku wasn't dead, and it gave him much comfort.
"Riku isn't dead, Riku isn't dead." He repeated trying to forget the nightmare, but he knew he had more important matters to attend, like where he was, and what could have happened to Selphie back at the boat! "Selphie, I hope your okay." Sora said pleading, while still franticly trying to scanned his surroundings. But unluckily, he found the room to dark in it's creepy effect.
"You better stay put where you are!" A young western voice called out. This sudden announcement had been a surprise to Sora, but with courage continued to look deeper into the blacken air. But nothing could he seen, not even the owner of the voice.
"Who are you, what do you want!" Sora shouted, his mind gave him some ideas on what the voice could be, but he quickly shook away those thoughts away. Within a few minutes of long endured silence. A small laugh caught Sora's ears, as the voice started to snicker. "I wouldn't worry about it, you just go back to sleep. If you don't, how do you expect your fever to go down?" Sora searched for something to say, but only found himself saying. "What?" With a hint of a yawn, but before the voice could replied, Sora fell victim to his dreams.
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The night seem to disappear, as the bright morning sun slowly rise to greet the next morning.
"Kairi," Sora whispered happily hugging his pillow with a ever tighten grip. Of course is was obvious to anyone who Sora was dreaming about. Sora slowly half opened his eyes to see a shadowy figure of what appeared to be his Kairi floating around his vision.
He slowly smiled a little upon seeing her, he would have smiled bigger, but his face felt as if Riku busted his face again with his wooden sword. Kairi stood up looking at him with concern, but quickly changed her silence with that of even fast talking. Her mouth had to be moving at 100 mph, like a fish trying to breathe for air. Due to Sora's sleepiness, he could hardly hear her as she continued talking strong.
A little strength returned to him a few minutes later. His tired eyes slowly re-opened. He found his arms around Kairi in a deep hug. A second later, Sora blinked. Kairi, the girl who he fell in love with since the dawn of time, began to transform into the shining face of a young teenager with tall untamable blonde hair, and a black tattoo on the left side of his cheek broke through the sweet vision of Kairi.
"Yo! S'up, are you okay? Man, I'm glad your okay too. But can you let go of me!?" He complained, not giving himself a moment to rest his voice, or Sora a moment to analyze what he just said. But actions spoke louder than words as he found himself clutching the boy's body tightly, like that of a little girl would do to a doll. The pure shock of the moment didn't allow him to let go of his grip. "Where am I!?" Sora asked bewildered. "On me, now get off!" The boy said almost ready to scream. Sora withdrew his hands away from the boy's body.
"Now who are you, and where am I!?" Sora asked once again, this time lightly eyeing his current surroundings. Now he could see the room perfect, it contained what appeared to be around five beds. All but two beds didn't seem to be used. On one of the beds, it seemed to been made neat but was cluttered with multiple stuff animals, while the other two beds looked as if a hurricane had collided with it, along with scattered junk of different kinds on each bed. Besides the beds and everything on it. Nothing else stood out in the room, except the bare walls.
The boy quietly laid his two hand on the top of his head relaxed, giving Sora the time to look around. After Sora returned his attention back to him. The stranger continued on. "Don't worry your safe, so don't go all mental. I'm Zell, and I'll tell you more, after we go see mom." Zell finished as he started toward the door. Now Sora's body felt as if it couldn't move, like it didn't want to move. His whole mind swirled with confusion, and the boy next to him didn't help one bit.
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Upon exiting the room, the boy named Zell lead him to the next room. Though he still didn't know where he was, or what he was doing there to begin with. He found himself in what appeared to be a small kitchen. The hyper Zell chatted on and on about the kitchen, almost as if they had been long time friends, who just now got re-acquainted. Sora sighed, the endless chatter proved to be tiring.
"Will you shut up for a minute?" The voice of another boy caught his ears. When Sora turned to look, he saw the boy sitting in one of the kitchen's chair in a tilted position, like it was about really to tip. You could tell the boy had been in a relaxing state, before Zell started gabbling away.
You would think his asleep, with his cowboy hat covering his eyes, and his still position. This boy didn't look nothing like Zell, for he had long brown hair, which seemed to add to the impression that he was really asleep, and his brown leather jacket laid against him almost like that of a blanket.
When the boy spoke to Zell, Sora swore he heard that voice before, but the question was where? "Bang," He greeted with his index finger pointing out at Sora like that of a gun. With his sudden remark, a light bulb flashed in Sora's mind. "Your that voice from last night, aren't you!?" Reluctantly the boy shook his head, with a small nod. "Yeah I am, but don't you think you should show him to Edea now, Chicken-wuss!?" He asked turning to tall blonde hair boy. "Will you stop calling me that!?" Zell said screaming enraged.
Angrily, Zell grabbed Sora's hand pulling him forth pass the kitchen. Sora's mind, like that of a puzzle now started to get a few of the pieces. "Who's Edea!?" Sora asked, but Zell tighten his grip on Sora. "You'll see in a minute." Zell shouted proud upon reaching the last door in the hall. "This is Mother Edea's room." Sora didn't take his eyes off the door, it was here he was about ready to met a person, he had no clue about.
To Be Continued
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Well how did you like it? Please read, and review. Now I would like to thank again everyone who reviewed my last story. Sorry it took so long, but I couldn't decide if I should kill off Riku for good. I'm kidding, of course. But my next chapter might surprise you.