Disclaimer: Same as in part one. Don't own ANYTHING faintly related to
Kingdom Hearts. I'm a poor college student who tries to figure out how to
pay for an internship she wants to participate so badly.
Warnings: The same.. Shonen ai ahead.. OC's so not Mary Sue's.. yes I had to make them cuz I'm coming up with every single world the guys end up on Gomen ne if you don't like OC's. Yeah, the guys are older, you'll see how old in this chappers.
As usual. Read and review please.. I love constructive criticism.
A.N.: Okay, this was a hard chappy for me ^^ I love to read fist POV..but it's a real big bitch to write. I've been editing this part for a few days, so please tell me if there's something wrong with it so I can fix it ^^ I enjoyed writing Riku's thoughts tho.. But he seems out of character to me. then again. I want him that way ^^ Gomen ne.
Setting Sail
Chapter 2 (Wakey time)
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(Riku's POV)
It feels warm... Warm sand under my fingers. 'Where am I?' Surly I couldn't be back at Destiny Island. Not after traveling for three days. But the sand under me feels just the same, also I could feel the sun warming my freezing body. So cozy... so warm... I feel myself drifting off again.
"What is it?"
"I don't know... looks funny though..."
"Is it alive?"
"It looks like it's breathing..."
Something pokes my shoulder, pulling me away from my blissful state of half-sleep. Must be Sora and Kairi again... they never know when to stop bugging me. Another poke, but I stubbornly refuse to open my eyes.
"It's not moving."
'What's with all the 'it' stuff?'
"Hmmm... I wonder if it tastes good..."
'You WHAT?' I feel something heavy pounce on my chest and my eyes snap open, ready to pound whoever it is into the ground. Glaring up I meet with two yellow catlike eyes that blink down at me.
'Cat eyes!?' I can feel my own eyes widen as I yelp and jump in the air, landing ungracefully on my ass. The thing yelps at the same time and I watch it scramble away until it reaches his or her, I really can't tell, companion.
Behind them I can make out some pathetic pieces that were left of our raft. Some splintered pieces of wood and a small corner of the sail. So the storm had washed us to shore here.... us.
I turn around, looking for Sora. Please tell me he didn't drown. My heart sinks when I can't find a trace of him. No body, clothes, or footprints in the sand. I search the edge of the woods that borders to the beach. Nothing. Suddenly I start to feel horribly alone.
"What's wrong with it?"
"I believe it's looking for something."
I whirl around, becoming aware of the audience again. Maybe they can help me. At a closer look though, I decide that I shouldn't get my hopes up. Even though they look strange, it is clear that this pair can't be older than seven, maybe eight.
The one standing up, a girl, is actually normal looking except for her clothes. Leather in this heat? She is tanned, with pitch-black hair but oddly bright eyes. Her stature is petite with many odd bluish marks running all over her body. The most dominant are the ones in shape of tears right underneath her eyes. It seems odd, but then again, Sora and I used to get into paints too when we had been that young. Boy, saying that makes me feel old.
Crouching next to her, her companion. It's really hard to say but I think it's a boy. His stance, though on all fours, is one of curiosity and alertness. He sure is an odd one. Tanned too, with dark bluish hair and yellow cat eyes, he seems like a boy-cat. Then I spot a tail swishing behind him in the same color as his hair I have no doubts he actually is one. Where the hell am I?
The boy must have sensed my confusion because he grins, showing sharp little teeth. I shudder. That.... thing.... wondered what I tasted like. I make a mental note to myself not to get too close to him.
I stare at them, and they stare at me. Finally I just sigh and decide to go ahead and ask about Sora anyway. "Uhm.... have you two seen a boy, about this high, blue eyes, brown hair. A little goofy?"
The two blink at each other and then shake head simultaneously. Great... now I gotta search for him.
The boy tilts his head, regarding me through narrowed eyes. "Did you come from the deep blue?"
I blink. "Where?"
The girl giggles. Somehow she reminds me of Kairi and I feel a pang in my heart. She got lost through the storm, and I doubt she was as lucky as me to get washed ashore here. What if Sora...? No better not think about it.
"He means the ocean."
"Huh?" I ask intelligently.
She giggles again. "I said, he wants to know if you came from the ocean."
I nod, not knowing where this is leading, but the two seem nice. I wonder where their parents are. Maybe they can help me.
"Wow... I wonder... Kitsuna... show him what we found a little further down this morning."
The girl, Kitsuna, nods and reaches for a pouch that is fastened to her skirt. My eyes widen as I see what she's holding in her hand. A silver chain with a crown amulet. That was Sora's, I remember clearly because I was there when he got it from his mother for his tenth birthday. I gaze at it as if in trance as the sunlight reflects of the clean surface.
"Where did you find that?" I know my voice must be hushed, it sounds off to my own ears. "That belongs to my friend."
Kitsuna turns slightly and points. "We found it further down the beach. It was trapped between two rocks. Raja noticed it because he saw it glimmering in the sunlight. But I had to get it because he's afraid of the water."
Another giggle and a amused expression. So much like Kairi, but I hardly notice it. "Give it to me."
Kitsuna blinks and looks down at the chain, but Raja's eyes narrow. "Why? She found it. And you told us you're not the owner. Unless your friend comes and wants it back, it's hers."
I narrow my eyes. "Yes it belongs to my friend. But I don't know if he's still alive or not. We were both caught in a storm and our raft flipped. It's luck that I got washed ashore here. What if he wasn't that lucky?" There I said it. Up until now I didn't want to admit it. I didn't want to believe that he might be dead. We had promised to be always together. I'll be damned if he of all people would be the one to break a promise that he insisted I made to him.
Kitsuna's eyes flash from me to the amulet and back, a torn look across her face. She seems to want to comply. Raja on the other hand stays stubborn. "Don't let him influence you K-chan. You found it, for now it's yours."
Before I can protest, he has taken hold of her hand and is pulling her away, towards the trees. I clench my fist. Little brat.
I sprint after them. "I told you to give it to me!"
Both turn and their eyes widen in horror. A scream rips from Kitsuna's throat as Raja starts pulling her faster. They are pretty damn quick for kids, but I won't let them get away. They might have the only thing that I have left of Sora.
Slowly I close in on them, just a little further.
"Stop right there...."
I screech to a halt and gulp down at the sharp end of a weapon, pointed directly at my throat. If I had stopped just a second later I would be Riku on a stick now. Not exactly how I imagined I would die. The wielder of the weapon is crouching slightly, glaring up at me with hatred filled eyes.
I back up slowly, making sure not to make any movement that could be seen as aggressive or provocative. The weapon lowers slightly and I notice to my surprise that the wielder is a girl about my height, and maybe even my age. She moves the weapon gracefully, with an ease that shows clearly she has trained hard to master it.
The long shaft of the spear like weapon ends in a very pointy looking metal tip, at one side a flat, and shorter, round part curves up and appears to be like a blade. A versatile weapon. Two thin ribbons, one black and the other dark blue, are wound around the joint of metal and wood, which seemed strange to me. Then I noticed the darker splotches on the fabric and I am not willing to find out how they got there or what made them.
She too has those weird markings all over her. But unlike Kitsuna's, hers are as black as her eyes, and not as rounded. What is it with those people and painting their faces?
The girl still glares at me, pose never easing up as she tells the two children to stand behind her, weapon raising again as she does so. Okay, so she knows those kids, maybe I can negotiate.
I slowly let my posture relax just a little, staying alert but hopefully my calming down will calm her. Nope, doesn't seem like it, her eyes just narrow more, if that's even possible. Dark eyes promise gruesome death and then, she speaks up.
"How foolish of you to think that we wouldn't protect the pup's. Especially since this is our ground. Only humans like you can be stupid enough to believe that they can sneak in our territory and not be noticed."
I stare at her blankly. Okay, that really didn't make sense to me whatsoever. "What are you talking about?"
She tilts her head, judging me. "Why did you chase the pups?"
Pups? Oh, she means the kids. "They have something that doesn't belong to them. I want it back."
Raja sticks his tongue out at me. "It's not his, he said it belongs to a friend of his. Unless his friend reclaims it, it's Kitsuna's."
"I don't give a crap what you think, give it back." My temper got the better of me again, not exactly a good thing if you have someone in front of you who's ready to shove a pointy stick up your.... well you know what I mean.
Again the weapon comes dangerously close to my face. "Watch your tongue, boy."
Okay, her aggressiveness is getting old REALLY quick. I sigh. "Listen... I just want the amulet back and I'll be gone. I don't want to cause any trouble an-"
"You should have thought of that before you came here." She snaps, not giving me a chance to explain myself.
Okay, now I'm really getting annoyed. " Well excuse me. Next time I will tell the sea the exact point I want to be washed ashore so I won't cause too much inconvenience."
A growl and now the weapon is pointed right between my eyes. Nice, so she doesn't like sarcasm either. Someone really needs to learn how to relax.
Kitsuna looks scared while Raja just gives me a triumphant grin. Little brat that he is. I back away again to get the tip of the lance out of my face. The girl advances on me as I move, and I frown. I can only back up so much you know.
"Temoko! Ease up!"
I sigh relieved as the girl turns and her attention, and that weapon of hers, shifts away from me. Stretching a little I look over the girls shoulder, wondering who my savior was. Two men step out of the line of trees, looking directly at the girl.
One of them is painted just like the two girls are. Just his color is a dark green, again matching his eyes. Start to see a pattern here? He is tall, well muscles but not overly so. His body radiates an inner confidence as well as strength. Not exactly someone I wanna mess with.
The other is most likely a relative of Raja. A tall man with long blue hair done in many braids, tail idly swishing back and forth behind him. He's even more muscled than the other guy not to mention at least a head taller. The muscles in his arm were clearly visible for he was cradling something in his arm.
Something with red shorts and way to big yellow shoes for his size.
"SORA!"
Swish! The sharp edge of a blade stops right in front of my eyes. Stupid mistake. Of course running for him would set her of again. Damn that girl.
"Temoko will you calm down."
Temoko frowned. "Why? He's one of them."
The guy with Sora in his arms chuckles. "Look at him youngling, he's hardly old enough to belong to their fighters. He can not be older than 15, 16 tops."
I have to fight down a pout at that statement. Why do people always think I am a kid, my 18th birthday had just been recently. Still, it seems that Temoko has calmed down after that wrong fact was pointed out and I kept quiet. I liked to be able to move without a lance constantly being shoved into my face.
The guy with the green markings looks at me, an eyebrow raised. "Do you know this boy?" Pointing at Sora who was lying in the cat-man's arm.
I nod and calmly walk over to the big guy. I still don't trust the tentative peace between Temoko and me. "Yes, we are friends and we were together on the ocean when we were surprised by a storm. It seems that we were both lucky enough to get washed ashore here after our raft was tipped over by a big wave. He... he isn't dead is he?"
A shake of the blue haired man's head calms me. No, he's alive. Sora is alive. A sudden relieve washes over me as the knowledge finally sinks in fully. I'm not alone, the promise wasn't completely broken. I feel a smile lighten up my features and then suddenly the world becomes black.
~*~*~
A.N.: Hmmm. wonder what I gunna do next. And where the hell did they end up anyway Oo.. I really dun have a clue.. Well I'll be trying to post next Wednesday again. and then the Wednesday after that and so on and so forth. if school will let me that is.. Damn college courses take too much time. anyway. se ya in chappers three.
Warnings: The same.. Shonen ai ahead.. OC's so not Mary Sue's.. yes I had to make them cuz I'm coming up with every single world the guys end up on Gomen ne if you don't like OC's. Yeah, the guys are older, you'll see how old in this chappers.
As usual. Read and review please.. I love constructive criticism.
A.N.: Okay, this was a hard chappy for me ^^ I love to read fist POV..but it's a real big bitch to write. I've been editing this part for a few days, so please tell me if there's something wrong with it so I can fix it ^^ I enjoyed writing Riku's thoughts tho.. But he seems out of character to me. then again. I want him that way ^^ Gomen ne.
Setting Sail
Chapter 2 (Wakey time)
~*~*~
(Riku's POV)
It feels warm... Warm sand under my fingers. 'Where am I?' Surly I couldn't be back at Destiny Island. Not after traveling for three days. But the sand under me feels just the same, also I could feel the sun warming my freezing body. So cozy... so warm... I feel myself drifting off again.
"What is it?"
"I don't know... looks funny though..."
"Is it alive?"
"It looks like it's breathing..."
Something pokes my shoulder, pulling me away from my blissful state of half-sleep. Must be Sora and Kairi again... they never know when to stop bugging me. Another poke, but I stubbornly refuse to open my eyes.
"It's not moving."
'What's with all the 'it' stuff?'
"Hmmm... I wonder if it tastes good..."
'You WHAT?' I feel something heavy pounce on my chest and my eyes snap open, ready to pound whoever it is into the ground. Glaring up I meet with two yellow catlike eyes that blink down at me.
'Cat eyes!?' I can feel my own eyes widen as I yelp and jump in the air, landing ungracefully on my ass. The thing yelps at the same time and I watch it scramble away until it reaches his or her, I really can't tell, companion.
Behind them I can make out some pathetic pieces that were left of our raft. Some splintered pieces of wood and a small corner of the sail. So the storm had washed us to shore here.... us.
I turn around, looking for Sora. Please tell me he didn't drown. My heart sinks when I can't find a trace of him. No body, clothes, or footprints in the sand. I search the edge of the woods that borders to the beach. Nothing. Suddenly I start to feel horribly alone.
"What's wrong with it?"
"I believe it's looking for something."
I whirl around, becoming aware of the audience again. Maybe they can help me. At a closer look though, I decide that I shouldn't get my hopes up. Even though they look strange, it is clear that this pair can't be older than seven, maybe eight.
The one standing up, a girl, is actually normal looking except for her clothes. Leather in this heat? She is tanned, with pitch-black hair but oddly bright eyes. Her stature is petite with many odd bluish marks running all over her body. The most dominant are the ones in shape of tears right underneath her eyes. It seems odd, but then again, Sora and I used to get into paints too when we had been that young. Boy, saying that makes me feel old.
Crouching next to her, her companion. It's really hard to say but I think it's a boy. His stance, though on all fours, is one of curiosity and alertness. He sure is an odd one. Tanned too, with dark bluish hair and yellow cat eyes, he seems like a boy-cat. Then I spot a tail swishing behind him in the same color as his hair I have no doubts he actually is one. Where the hell am I?
The boy must have sensed my confusion because he grins, showing sharp little teeth. I shudder. That.... thing.... wondered what I tasted like. I make a mental note to myself not to get too close to him.
I stare at them, and they stare at me. Finally I just sigh and decide to go ahead and ask about Sora anyway. "Uhm.... have you two seen a boy, about this high, blue eyes, brown hair. A little goofy?"
The two blink at each other and then shake head simultaneously. Great... now I gotta search for him.
The boy tilts his head, regarding me through narrowed eyes. "Did you come from the deep blue?"
I blink. "Where?"
The girl giggles. Somehow she reminds me of Kairi and I feel a pang in my heart. She got lost through the storm, and I doubt she was as lucky as me to get washed ashore here. What if Sora...? No better not think about it.
"He means the ocean."
"Huh?" I ask intelligently.
She giggles again. "I said, he wants to know if you came from the ocean."
I nod, not knowing where this is leading, but the two seem nice. I wonder where their parents are. Maybe they can help me.
"Wow... I wonder... Kitsuna... show him what we found a little further down this morning."
The girl, Kitsuna, nods and reaches for a pouch that is fastened to her skirt. My eyes widen as I see what she's holding in her hand. A silver chain with a crown amulet. That was Sora's, I remember clearly because I was there when he got it from his mother for his tenth birthday. I gaze at it as if in trance as the sunlight reflects of the clean surface.
"Where did you find that?" I know my voice must be hushed, it sounds off to my own ears. "That belongs to my friend."
Kitsuna turns slightly and points. "We found it further down the beach. It was trapped between two rocks. Raja noticed it because he saw it glimmering in the sunlight. But I had to get it because he's afraid of the water."
Another giggle and a amused expression. So much like Kairi, but I hardly notice it. "Give it to me."
Kitsuna blinks and looks down at the chain, but Raja's eyes narrow. "Why? She found it. And you told us you're not the owner. Unless your friend comes and wants it back, it's hers."
I narrow my eyes. "Yes it belongs to my friend. But I don't know if he's still alive or not. We were both caught in a storm and our raft flipped. It's luck that I got washed ashore here. What if he wasn't that lucky?" There I said it. Up until now I didn't want to admit it. I didn't want to believe that he might be dead. We had promised to be always together. I'll be damned if he of all people would be the one to break a promise that he insisted I made to him.
Kitsuna's eyes flash from me to the amulet and back, a torn look across her face. She seems to want to comply. Raja on the other hand stays stubborn. "Don't let him influence you K-chan. You found it, for now it's yours."
Before I can protest, he has taken hold of her hand and is pulling her away, towards the trees. I clench my fist. Little brat.
I sprint after them. "I told you to give it to me!"
Both turn and their eyes widen in horror. A scream rips from Kitsuna's throat as Raja starts pulling her faster. They are pretty damn quick for kids, but I won't let them get away. They might have the only thing that I have left of Sora.
Slowly I close in on them, just a little further.
"Stop right there...."
I screech to a halt and gulp down at the sharp end of a weapon, pointed directly at my throat. If I had stopped just a second later I would be Riku on a stick now. Not exactly how I imagined I would die. The wielder of the weapon is crouching slightly, glaring up at me with hatred filled eyes.
I back up slowly, making sure not to make any movement that could be seen as aggressive or provocative. The weapon lowers slightly and I notice to my surprise that the wielder is a girl about my height, and maybe even my age. She moves the weapon gracefully, with an ease that shows clearly she has trained hard to master it.
The long shaft of the spear like weapon ends in a very pointy looking metal tip, at one side a flat, and shorter, round part curves up and appears to be like a blade. A versatile weapon. Two thin ribbons, one black and the other dark blue, are wound around the joint of metal and wood, which seemed strange to me. Then I noticed the darker splotches on the fabric and I am not willing to find out how they got there or what made them.
She too has those weird markings all over her. But unlike Kitsuna's, hers are as black as her eyes, and not as rounded. What is it with those people and painting their faces?
The girl still glares at me, pose never easing up as she tells the two children to stand behind her, weapon raising again as she does so. Okay, so she knows those kids, maybe I can negotiate.
I slowly let my posture relax just a little, staying alert but hopefully my calming down will calm her. Nope, doesn't seem like it, her eyes just narrow more, if that's even possible. Dark eyes promise gruesome death and then, she speaks up.
"How foolish of you to think that we wouldn't protect the pup's. Especially since this is our ground. Only humans like you can be stupid enough to believe that they can sneak in our territory and not be noticed."
I stare at her blankly. Okay, that really didn't make sense to me whatsoever. "What are you talking about?"
She tilts her head, judging me. "Why did you chase the pups?"
Pups? Oh, she means the kids. "They have something that doesn't belong to them. I want it back."
Raja sticks his tongue out at me. "It's not his, he said it belongs to a friend of his. Unless his friend reclaims it, it's Kitsuna's."
"I don't give a crap what you think, give it back." My temper got the better of me again, not exactly a good thing if you have someone in front of you who's ready to shove a pointy stick up your.... well you know what I mean.
Again the weapon comes dangerously close to my face. "Watch your tongue, boy."
Okay, her aggressiveness is getting old REALLY quick. I sigh. "Listen... I just want the amulet back and I'll be gone. I don't want to cause any trouble an-"
"You should have thought of that before you came here." She snaps, not giving me a chance to explain myself.
Okay, now I'm really getting annoyed. " Well excuse me. Next time I will tell the sea the exact point I want to be washed ashore so I won't cause too much inconvenience."
A growl and now the weapon is pointed right between my eyes. Nice, so she doesn't like sarcasm either. Someone really needs to learn how to relax.
Kitsuna looks scared while Raja just gives me a triumphant grin. Little brat that he is. I back away again to get the tip of the lance out of my face. The girl advances on me as I move, and I frown. I can only back up so much you know.
"Temoko! Ease up!"
I sigh relieved as the girl turns and her attention, and that weapon of hers, shifts away from me. Stretching a little I look over the girls shoulder, wondering who my savior was. Two men step out of the line of trees, looking directly at the girl.
One of them is painted just like the two girls are. Just his color is a dark green, again matching his eyes. Start to see a pattern here? He is tall, well muscles but not overly so. His body radiates an inner confidence as well as strength. Not exactly someone I wanna mess with.
The other is most likely a relative of Raja. A tall man with long blue hair done in many braids, tail idly swishing back and forth behind him. He's even more muscled than the other guy not to mention at least a head taller. The muscles in his arm were clearly visible for he was cradling something in his arm.
Something with red shorts and way to big yellow shoes for his size.
"SORA!"
Swish! The sharp edge of a blade stops right in front of my eyes. Stupid mistake. Of course running for him would set her of again. Damn that girl.
"Temoko will you calm down."
Temoko frowned. "Why? He's one of them."
The guy with Sora in his arms chuckles. "Look at him youngling, he's hardly old enough to belong to their fighters. He can not be older than 15, 16 tops."
I have to fight down a pout at that statement. Why do people always think I am a kid, my 18th birthday had just been recently. Still, it seems that Temoko has calmed down after that wrong fact was pointed out and I kept quiet. I liked to be able to move without a lance constantly being shoved into my face.
The guy with the green markings looks at me, an eyebrow raised. "Do you know this boy?" Pointing at Sora who was lying in the cat-man's arm.
I nod and calmly walk over to the big guy. I still don't trust the tentative peace between Temoko and me. "Yes, we are friends and we were together on the ocean when we were surprised by a storm. It seems that we were both lucky enough to get washed ashore here after our raft was tipped over by a big wave. He... he isn't dead is he?"
A shake of the blue haired man's head calms me. No, he's alive. Sora is alive. A sudden relieve washes over me as the knowledge finally sinks in fully. I'm not alone, the promise wasn't completely broken. I feel a smile lighten up my features and then suddenly the world becomes black.
~*~*~
A.N.: Hmmm. wonder what I gunna do next. And where the hell did they end up anyway Oo.. I really dun have a clue.. Well I'll be trying to post next Wednesday again. and then the Wednesday after that and so on and so forth. if school will let me that is.. Damn college courses take too much time. anyway. se ya in chappers three.