Terminal Romance
Author's note: This is a story I typed up in my spare time. It deals primarily with Sora, Kairi, and Riku. Hopefully this will turn into one big mess. ^_^;; This story does not have a specific plot nor point in mind, as of now. More will be added to the story at a later time when elements could be thought of. :: shrug ::
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Marking this one fair midnight of the Island, it was a year and eleven months since he sealed the Heartless from reigning over the worlds. Almost reaching its point of two. Vague pictures of the days where Shadows crept behind alleys and Wyverns soared through the skies brought back tainted memories. It was not the chill of the light ocean breeze that suddenly passed, but the memories he desperatly tried to blot from mind. Any child at his age would be terrified of the darkness lurking behind the corners. He could not bring himself to lie either. He was afraid of that first moment when the Keyblade was clutched tightly in his grip. Afraid of the yellow blaze of hunger that thrived in the Heartless eyes that looked right into his soul with a quench for his heart.
But out of all, he was afraid of losing Kairi to the Heartless.
With time, Sora aged. From a young boy with high spirits transforming into a teenager with a free heart. He was now fifteen years old. One would think fifteen was not much an accomplishment, but on his part his physical stamina developed along with mental attributes. Now Sora was an inch taller than Riku, once proclaimed as the 'short shrimp' of the trio. The others were of average height though Riku reached inches higher than Kairi. All evolved well during the past year. Sora did look older, but still styled his brunette head in a messy wave of haphazard spikes. Kairi sported her crimson bob, and Riku's silverish strands grew a length longer past his shoulders. The simple things did not change.
The night was unseasonably cold for the tropical island. Sora layed at rest upon the pierre of the island, legs hanging over the edge of the woodened platform with an idle sway back and forth. Besides him lay a figure of a female Dalmation carried away in a light slumber. She was the only momento Sora had of Traverse Town... and past reveries. Before Sora sealed the key, Pongo and Perdita offered him a little female puppy to take as a reminder of them and their thanks of finding their lost puppies scattered through the worlds. She herself seemed eager to come with, and so after the Destiny Islands returned Sora gave the puppy to Kairi as a gift. Affectionatly, the two named her Shadow. A puppy with black ears, and a swirl of a black and white tail. The Dalmation reminded them of the former Shadows; curious, sneaky, mischevious. Even though Kairi was her owner, Shadow often spent her days running alongside Sora and on rare occasions next to Riku.
A hand lightly brushed over Shadow's head, causing her ears to twitch. Sora smiled down at the canine as he watched her sleep. Her soft fur reminded of the silken touch of Kairi's crimson hair. She was truly beautiful. A girl with sanguine hair and blue eyes. A heart of gold. Kairi could make Sora smile anyday. Just at the thought or at the the touch a warm feeling washed over his body. Unknown thoughts and feelings arose within him. True, it was young puppy love.. but Sora knew there was a greater pull between the two. Just as great as the pull of darkness. He could never lose her. He could never stay a day away from her. Kairi was the reason he kept going day by day. And he adored her so much that it hurt.
Blue eyes as clear as the sea gazed to the stars in the sky. Their twinkles were faint and flashy. Donald and Goofy were among one of those stars. "I wonder what they're up to now..." he spoke softly. Sora's attention was caught by the waves rolling upon the shoreline. Taking a moment to enjoy the nature of the Island, he layed down upon the hard wood and folded his arms behind his head. His eyes closed and a smile spread across his lips. The wind felt pleasant along with his thoughts returning to Kairi. Muscles tensed a bit, a soft sigh supressing from lips as he let his body delve in bittersweet fantasies. It was almost too much, for he was merely deaf upon the arrival of faint footsteps and the innocent giggle of a red headed female standing above him.
"Sora...?"
Author's note: This is a story I typed up in my spare time. It deals primarily with Sora, Kairi, and Riku. Hopefully this will turn into one big mess. ^_^;; This story does not have a specific plot nor point in mind, as of now. More will be added to the story at a later time when elements could be thought of. :: shrug ::
* * *
Marking this one fair midnight of the Island, it was a year and eleven months since he sealed the Heartless from reigning over the worlds. Almost reaching its point of two. Vague pictures of the days where Shadows crept behind alleys and Wyverns soared through the skies brought back tainted memories. It was not the chill of the light ocean breeze that suddenly passed, but the memories he desperatly tried to blot from mind. Any child at his age would be terrified of the darkness lurking behind the corners. He could not bring himself to lie either. He was afraid of that first moment when the Keyblade was clutched tightly in his grip. Afraid of the yellow blaze of hunger that thrived in the Heartless eyes that looked right into his soul with a quench for his heart.
But out of all, he was afraid of losing Kairi to the Heartless.
With time, Sora aged. From a young boy with high spirits transforming into a teenager with a free heart. He was now fifteen years old. One would think fifteen was not much an accomplishment, but on his part his physical stamina developed along with mental attributes. Now Sora was an inch taller than Riku, once proclaimed as the 'short shrimp' of the trio. The others were of average height though Riku reached inches higher than Kairi. All evolved well during the past year. Sora did look older, but still styled his brunette head in a messy wave of haphazard spikes. Kairi sported her crimson bob, and Riku's silverish strands grew a length longer past his shoulders. The simple things did not change.
The night was unseasonably cold for the tropical island. Sora layed at rest upon the pierre of the island, legs hanging over the edge of the woodened platform with an idle sway back and forth. Besides him lay a figure of a female Dalmation carried away in a light slumber. She was the only momento Sora had of Traverse Town... and past reveries. Before Sora sealed the key, Pongo and Perdita offered him a little female puppy to take as a reminder of them and their thanks of finding their lost puppies scattered through the worlds. She herself seemed eager to come with, and so after the Destiny Islands returned Sora gave the puppy to Kairi as a gift. Affectionatly, the two named her Shadow. A puppy with black ears, and a swirl of a black and white tail. The Dalmation reminded them of the former Shadows; curious, sneaky, mischevious. Even though Kairi was her owner, Shadow often spent her days running alongside Sora and on rare occasions next to Riku.
A hand lightly brushed over Shadow's head, causing her ears to twitch. Sora smiled down at the canine as he watched her sleep. Her soft fur reminded of the silken touch of Kairi's crimson hair. She was truly beautiful. A girl with sanguine hair and blue eyes. A heart of gold. Kairi could make Sora smile anyday. Just at the thought or at the the touch a warm feeling washed over his body. Unknown thoughts and feelings arose within him. True, it was young puppy love.. but Sora knew there was a greater pull between the two. Just as great as the pull of darkness. He could never lose her. He could never stay a day away from her. Kairi was the reason he kept going day by day. And he adored her so much that it hurt.
Blue eyes as clear as the sea gazed to the stars in the sky. Their twinkles were faint and flashy. Donald and Goofy were among one of those stars. "I wonder what they're up to now..." he spoke softly. Sora's attention was caught by the waves rolling upon the shoreline. Taking a moment to enjoy the nature of the Island, he layed down upon the hard wood and folded his arms behind his head. His eyes closed and a smile spread across his lips. The wind felt pleasant along with his thoughts returning to Kairi. Muscles tensed a bit, a soft sigh supressing from lips as he let his body delve in bittersweet fantasies. It was almost too much, for he was merely deaf upon the arrival of faint footsteps and the innocent giggle of a red headed female standing above him.
"Sora...?"