Hikari by Gaki

This was only supposed to be a one-shot fic. This is what happens when I let my muses run wild and about. For those of you who passed the game and saw the secret scene, it'll probably make a bit more sense but not as much. I really don't know where I'm going with this, but this whole fic screams to be written in chapter form. And I have a weak will. =_=;

I also blame it on the music box version of Beautiful Alone of Weiss Kreuz. I really don't know where I'm going with this fic ^^;

People say that your life flashes right before your eyes before you die. That every single memory you had ever made will suddenly turn into a vivid colored movie, scenes blurring into one another as memory after memory try to make you remember them all in a split second. He used to think that was comical. It wasn't possible for a person to see their entire life memory flash right before their very eyes a second they pass away. A person has many memories, it would take a whole other lifetime to remember all the memories they have locked away within their hearts.

Hearts. It all comes back to that one simple word that meant so much to everyone. Yet, he no longer had a heart, did he? He'd given it away in order to save his friend. At least, that was what he had intended to do. He hadn't thought that giving himself up to the Darkness would lead them all into a world wind of obstacles and enemies. And what hurt the most was when he had to fight Sora.

Not a play fight with wooden swords and laughter. But a real life or death fight. He could've killed the younger boy. He could've had the blood of his most trusted friend on his hands and it was all because he couldn't find another way to help Kairi.

He was weak. He was weak where Sora was strong. The younger boy, though small in size and weak in strength, had a heart as big as his wide blue eyes. It was also because of Sora's big heart that made him jealous.

He had made new friends so easily upon coming to the other worlds where he wandered about, lost and alone only to be picked up by a witch. A witch who used him for her own purposes until another power took him over. He wanted to be stronger. No. He needed to be stronger. So that he could stand up against the Heartless and the Darkness in his heart.

There was a time where everything was so simple. All they had to do was wake up and greet each other and the day would go fine. No, not fine. It would be great. Because they had each other. He remembered. He still remembered the time before the Heartless took over their small island.

Sora's pout when losing the race. Thinking that he would actually kiss Kairi when he knew so long ago that the blue eyed boy had his heart set on her. The look on Sora's face when he told him about the fruit that would bind its eaters together forever. The silly little grin on the sketching of Sora made of himself, a picture of him giving that same fruit to Kairi.

He remembered those times and the times before those. Before Kairi. Where there was only the two of them. Two young boys along with their friends, dueling each other every day to see who was the strongest only to laugh it all off when the day was over. Those where the times, the times when his heart was as big as Sora's.

It all seem so long ago now as he drifted endlessly in the dark. He couldn't remember exactly what happened. One minute he was staring up at a Heartless and the next there was nothing but darkness. He didn't even know where the mouse was anymore.

He could hear nothing. No giggling laughter. He could feel nothing. No sudden flush of joy, happiness or glee. He could see nothing. No big blue eyes shining brightly along with his own cool blues, cheeks flushed with laughter as the both of them fell back to gaze at the clouds above.

Nothing. There was a great nothing all around him...

Until...

With a soft groan, he slowly raised himself up with his arms, a hand going to the back of his head to rub it as he tried to get the dizzy feeling to leave. There was something cold and wet beneath his fingers and knees. Pushing himself up so that he was sitting back, Riku finally opened his eyes slowly, vision blurring a bit before clearing fully.

His eyes widen as he looked around his knew surroundings; the only thought in his head was...

Where in the heck am I?

No matter what the time
I`m just alone
Destiny forgotten
Even though I kept going
Inside of the sudden light
I awaken In the middle of the night