AN: Hey! I REALLY recommend reading Malice Soul by Buster Blader (my boyfriend) KairiCorvette by Jennio (my little sister). Again, thanks to everyone that's reviewing. You just don't know how much it encourages me! I hope you enjoy this and don't be afraid to offer suggestions. Really. Anyway, peace, kupo.
Disclaimer: And if I did bet on the Super Bowl, I would for sure have won and gave the money to my friends and to Kingdom Hearts characters, which, by the way, I do not own. I don't own Kingdom Hearts, Disney, Squaresoft, or any of that stuff. I do own a nice, leather jacket.
The Discovery
I had a peaceful and normal night's sleep without wetting the bed, not that I ever did. I woke with sleepy eyes and a look of morning confused sickness. I sneezed and jumped off the bed. There was an odd silence about the house and it put me at in an uneasy state.
"Mommy?" I asked.
I felt a tight hand grab and squeeze my arm. I shrieked out.
"Lemme go!" I demanded, punching and kicking wildly.
"Come with me if you ever want to see your precious mother again!" A cold, sly voice said.
I normally would have panicked but I recognized the voice as Riku's and sighed in relief. I pulled my arm away from him and faced him, while rubbing my arm.
"What was that all about?" I asked, shaking my head and venturing into my closet to pick out mix matched clothing.
Riku laughed heartily and sat on the unmade bed, kicking his feet as they dangled over the edge. He was dressed already his black T-shirt and khaki shorts. His silver hair combed nicely back, as always. Mom was always teasing about how Riku was always so fresh looking, polite, and energetic, and why couldn't I be more like him. Of course, I enjoyed the way I was.
"I scared you, eh?" He asked, laughing still.
I was shuffling through pairs of jeans, trying to decipher which were clean and which I'd worn the day before, when my hero, mom, came in.
"Here hun, all your clean pants are in this drawer," She said, pointing to my dresser, "And all your dirty clothes SHOULD be in the laundry basket." She said sternly.
I trotted over to the dresser and went through the drawers until I found my pants drawer. I put on a simple pair of blue jeans and a blue shirt and watched my mom and Riku talk about silly things like the weather.
"Riku..." I whined, bored, "Let's go play something." I said.
He nodded.
"Yeah. We should." He agreed.
My mom smiled and ruffled both our hair until I decided I should comb the tangles out all over again. Riku didn't seem to mind, anyway, and I grabbed my backpack, full of toys and snacks for the day and went to the tree house with Riku.
"My mom like you better then me." I groaned.
He sighed, practicing swinging his stick sword about.
"I-don't-think-so-Sora." He said in between swift, fast swings.
I was content to pout about it.
"Riku, how come you never get in trouble and everyone likes you? How come you never cry and are so brave?" I asked.
He put the sword away and sat by me, putting a hand on my shoulder. This made me feel even more childish, as it was often how dad treated me in our 'father-son talks'.
"The way I see it," He said, looking up, "You are just as good as me, you just don't see it. You are too worried about trying to prove yourself, you don't see how good you are already. Kairi said you're a really fun person, and you help her when she has nightmares." He explained.
"I'll never be as brave as you..." I muttered.
He laughed.
"But you already are."
* * *
Later that day silence arose once as a great bird soared overhead, shadowing the island a moment and causing my friends and I to stare up. The bird roared out a loud cry and flapped its mighty wings through the clouds, finally disappearing into them.
"That must be...the great gull our parents tell stories about all the time." I said after a long moment.
No one said anything in reply until Riku looked at Kairi and I.
"I wish I could fly." He said softly.
"Me too." Kairi agreed, nodding.
They both looked at me expectantly.
"What about you?" Riku asked me.
"Yeah..." I said, dazed.
It wasn't the first time the bird had flown over, it did so rarely, however. This was the first time Riku had mentioned flying though.
"What do you guys want to do?" Kairi asked, breaking our thoughts.
We all agreed that playing 'birds' would be fun and did so.
As we played, I heard Kairi scream sharply and very sudden. Riku and I ran over to see what had happened. I realized the skin on her ankle had been punctured and tiny drops of blood fell to the sand. The young girl cried and I saw tears roll down her cheeks.
She had fallen back and was on her side now. I took a closer look at the wound and Riku seemed petrified a moment.
"What-happened?" He wondered.
I pulled my shirt off and wrapped it around her ankle to slow the bleeding.
"Watch her." I ordered, pushing myself up and running home as fast as I could.
"Mom! Mom!" I cried, bursting through the door.
There was no reply.
"Mom?" I repeated.
Nothing.
I ran into the kitchen and pulled a chair from the table, pushing it to the counter, and standing on it to reach the medicine counter. I had to stand on my tippy toes to reach that far. I pulled out random medications until I found one I thought might help her. I remembered mom pouring it on my scratches and cuts all the time. I jumped off and didn't bother to push the chair back, or even close the door.
I ran back to see them just as I'd left them, with Riku holding her ankle. I handed Riku the bottle and unwrapped her ankle. It had slowed bleeding now and I could see she'd been cut pretty deep.
"Pour that on." I told Riku.
As he applied the liquid to her ankle she cried out, wincing from the sting.
"Don't worry, it's trying to kill the bacteria and stuff." I assured, and wrapped the shirt back on her ankle, tying it.
"Can you walk?" Riku asked.
She nodded.
"I think so." She said, standing with trembling knees.
I smiled and gave her a light hug.
"Riku will help you get home. I'll stay here and look for whatever did that." I said.
They both nodded and started off towards her home. I waved and waited until they were gone to start digging in the sand around the area. It took quit some time, but I spotted something shiny, almost completely buried in sand. As I drew closer, I concluded it to be a blade.
"Wow..." I said, thinking, "A real sword?" I asked myself.
Of course the blade did not belong to a sword, but a small pocketknife with something engraved in the base. I couldn't make it out, but I was certain it didn't belong to anyone here. We had no use for REAL weapons. Destiny Island was a peaceful place. No war occurred here, but something about just being in the presence of a REAL blade excited me and I yearned to take it and keep it as my own, as a secret. I knew my mom wouldn't let me play with a real blade, but...the fighting excitement could not be contained and I raised the small knife in my hand. There was a tiny, clear jewel, I noticed, in the center of the engraving.
"Wow." I repeated.
I stood up and swished the knife through the air, making drastic sound effects, and imagining it to be a real weapon of use. I decided I had to keep it. Besides, if I left it there, it could hurt more people. I pushed the blade down into it's holder an dropped it into my pocket happily.
"Wait until I tell Riku! He'll be jealous! He'll be-" I stopped.
I couldn't tell Riku...I couldn't tell anyone. If I did, there was always a chance they would tell my mom. I nodded to myself.
"It's my secret." I told myself, and promised never to tell anyone about the knife.
"Sora!" I heard Riku's voice.
I waved as he walked up to me.
"So is Kairi okay?" I asked.
He grinned and nodded.
"Yeah, she's resting at home. So did you find what cut her?" He asked anxiously.
I stared at the ground. I wanted to tell him...he was my best friend...
"Nah. It was probably a crab or something." I lied.
He shook his head.
"That was no crab. Oh well, lets go to your house and make Kairi a get better card." He suggested.
"Race ya!" I challenged.
"Okay but, you know I'm gonna win." He said, laughing.
We took off running towards my house. Maybe he'd win this race, but, he had no idea how to handle Kairi when she was injured. I did. I knew what to do and I was the hero, for once. If not to anyone, then at least to Kairi. Little I knew I'd already been a hero in her vision, ever since her terrible nightmare.
I felt the weight in my pocket against my leg as we ran and couldn't help but smile as I thought of the heroic and awesome things I could do, and all the great adventures I could think of.
Disclaimer: And if I did bet on the Super Bowl, I would for sure have won and gave the money to my friends and to Kingdom Hearts characters, which, by the way, I do not own. I don't own Kingdom Hearts, Disney, Squaresoft, or any of that stuff. I do own a nice, leather jacket.
The Discovery
I had a peaceful and normal night's sleep without wetting the bed, not that I ever did. I woke with sleepy eyes and a look of morning confused sickness. I sneezed and jumped off the bed. There was an odd silence about the house and it put me at in an uneasy state.
"Mommy?" I asked.
I felt a tight hand grab and squeeze my arm. I shrieked out.
"Lemme go!" I demanded, punching and kicking wildly.
"Come with me if you ever want to see your precious mother again!" A cold, sly voice said.
I normally would have panicked but I recognized the voice as Riku's and sighed in relief. I pulled my arm away from him and faced him, while rubbing my arm.
"What was that all about?" I asked, shaking my head and venturing into my closet to pick out mix matched clothing.
Riku laughed heartily and sat on the unmade bed, kicking his feet as they dangled over the edge. He was dressed already his black T-shirt and khaki shorts. His silver hair combed nicely back, as always. Mom was always teasing about how Riku was always so fresh looking, polite, and energetic, and why couldn't I be more like him. Of course, I enjoyed the way I was.
"I scared you, eh?" He asked, laughing still.
I was shuffling through pairs of jeans, trying to decipher which were clean and which I'd worn the day before, when my hero, mom, came in.
"Here hun, all your clean pants are in this drawer," She said, pointing to my dresser, "And all your dirty clothes SHOULD be in the laundry basket." She said sternly.
I trotted over to the dresser and went through the drawers until I found my pants drawer. I put on a simple pair of blue jeans and a blue shirt and watched my mom and Riku talk about silly things like the weather.
"Riku..." I whined, bored, "Let's go play something." I said.
He nodded.
"Yeah. We should." He agreed.
My mom smiled and ruffled both our hair until I decided I should comb the tangles out all over again. Riku didn't seem to mind, anyway, and I grabbed my backpack, full of toys and snacks for the day and went to the tree house with Riku.
"My mom like you better then me." I groaned.
He sighed, practicing swinging his stick sword about.
"I-don't-think-so-Sora." He said in between swift, fast swings.
I was content to pout about it.
"Riku, how come you never get in trouble and everyone likes you? How come you never cry and are so brave?" I asked.
He put the sword away and sat by me, putting a hand on my shoulder. This made me feel even more childish, as it was often how dad treated me in our 'father-son talks'.
"The way I see it," He said, looking up, "You are just as good as me, you just don't see it. You are too worried about trying to prove yourself, you don't see how good you are already. Kairi said you're a really fun person, and you help her when she has nightmares." He explained.
"I'll never be as brave as you..." I muttered.
He laughed.
"But you already are."
* * *
Later that day silence arose once as a great bird soared overhead, shadowing the island a moment and causing my friends and I to stare up. The bird roared out a loud cry and flapped its mighty wings through the clouds, finally disappearing into them.
"That must be...the great gull our parents tell stories about all the time." I said after a long moment.
No one said anything in reply until Riku looked at Kairi and I.
"I wish I could fly." He said softly.
"Me too." Kairi agreed, nodding.
They both looked at me expectantly.
"What about you?" Riku asked me.
"Yeah..." I said, dazed.
It wasn't the first time the bird had flown over, it did so rarely, however. This was the first time Riku had mentioned flying though.
"What do you guys want to do?" Kairi asked, breaking our thoughts.
We all agreed that playing 'birds' would be fun and did so.
As we played, I heard Kairi scream sharply and very sudden. Riku and I ran over to see what had happened. I realized the skin on her ankle had been punctured and tiny drops of blood fell to the sand. The young girl cried and I saw tears roll down her cheeks.
She had fallen back and was on her side now. I took a closer look at the wound and Riku seemed petrified a moment.
"What-happened?" He wondered.
I pulled my shirt off and wrapped it around her ankle to slow the bleeding.
"Watch her." I ordered, pushing myself up and running home as fast as I could.
"Mom! Mom!" I cried, bursting through the door.
There was no reply.
"Mom?" I repeated.
Nothing.
I ran into the kitchen and pulled a chair from the table, pushing it to the counter, and standing on it to reach the medicine counter. I had to stand on my tippy toes to reach that far. I pulled out random medications until I found one I thought might help her. I remembered mom pouring it on my scratches and cuts all the time. I jumped off and didn't bother to push the chair back, or even close the door.
I ran back to see them just as I'd left them, with Riku holding her ankle. I handed Riku the bottle and unwrapped her ankle. It had slowed bleeding now and I could see she'd been cut pretty deep.
"Pour that on." I told Riku.
As he applied the liquid to her ankle she cried out, wincing from the sting.
"Don't worry, it's trying to kill the bacteria and stuff." I assured, and wrapped the shirt back on her ankle, tying it.
"Can you walk?" Riku asked.
She nodded.
"I think so." She said, standing with trembling knees.
I smiled and gave her a light hug.
"Riku will help you get home. I'll stay here and look for whatever did that." I said.
They both nodded and started off towards her home. I waved and waited until they were gone to start digging in the sand around the area. It took quit some time, but I spotted something shiny, almost completely buried in sand. As I drew closer, I concluded it to be a blade.
"Wow..." I said, thinking, "A real sword?" I asked myself.
Of course the blade did not belong to a sword, but a small pocketknife with something engraved in the base. I couldn't make it out, but I was certain it didn't belong to anyone here. We had no use for REAL weapons. Destiny Island was a peaceful place. No war occurred here, but something about just being in the presence of a REAL blade excited me and I yearned to take it and keep it as my own, as a secret. I knew my mom wouldn't let me play with a real blade, but...the fighting excitement could not be contained and I raised the small knife in my hand. There was a tiny, clear jewel, I noticed, in the center of the engraving.
"Wow." I repeated.
I stood up and swished the knife through the air, making drastic sound effects, and imagining it to be a real weapon of use. I decided I had to keep it. Besides, if I left it there, it could hurt more people. I pushed the blade down into it's holder an dropped it into my pocket happily.
"Wait until I tell Riku! He'll be jealous! He'll be-" I stopped.
I couldn't tell Riku...I couldn't tell anyone. If I did, there was always a chance they would tell my mom. I nodded to myself.
"It's my secret." I told myself, and promised never to tell anyone about the knife.
"Sora!" I heard Riku's voice.
I waved as he walked up to me.
"So is Kairi okay?" I asked.
He grinned and nodded.
"Yeah, she's resting at home. So did you find what cut her?" He asked anxiously.
I stared at the ground. I wanted to tell him...he was my best friend...
"Nah. It was probably a crab or something." I lied.
He shook his head.
"That was no crab. Oh well, lets go to your house and make Kairi a get better card." He suggested.
"Race ya!" I challenged.
"Okay but, you know I'm gonna win." He said, laughing.
We took off running towards my house. Maybe he'd win this race, but, he had no idea how to handle Kairi when she was injured. I did. I knew what to do and I was the hero, for once. If not to anyone, then at least to Kairi. Little I knew I'd already been a hero in her vision, ever since her terrible nightmare.
I felt the weight in my pocket against my leg as we ran and couldn't help but smile as I thought of the heroic and awesome things I could do, and all the great adventures I could think of.