And He Said Dance
Disclaimer: Honestly, If I owned KH, do you think Kairi would still be alive? And on the Island, no doubt? C'mon, do you even think she'd exist? People, people, I thought you were smarter than that.
Warning: AU fic. uh. Sappiness? Uh, sorry I dramatize things so much. Shonen ai? The chapters will probably be pretty short. I'm not a big time writer, but my goal will be to update at least once every couple of weeks. maybe. I'm not all that experienced yet. Oh well. Maybe a little fluff, but nothing much yet.. Yet.
-Chapter 1: The Wind-
Jumping slightly, Sora stared at the empty space at the end of the dock for a few seconds, and blinked. Then he jumped again, dropped his things, and ran down the currently rather short bank of sand, cursing himself along the way.
Kicking his bulky shoes off along the way, Sora finally reached the bank, Jerking back as the icy wetness ran over his toes. Wincing, he forced himself to plunge deeper and deeper into the water until he could swim freely. Turning, he hurriedly made his way toward the large rock. He reached it, took a deep breath, and dove down, opening his eyes just in time to see a pair of feet disappear into the inky blackness.
He quickly pursued, Sinking deeper and deeper until he was engulfed in darkness himself. Feeling the water move above him, stopped, and turned, looking up, only to see-
Blackness.
He turned to his side. Darkness, silence, everywhere he looked, no light awaited him, no sign of up or down. He quickly found himself lost, along with most of his oxygen supply, and was soon drifting aimlessly, frantically, anywhere for air, until an even greater darkness began to take over.
He had almost succumbed to it, his eyes drifting closed when something shot out from his side and grabbed him, jerking him up-no, down- then to the side, and then. up? Yes, definitely up. And then there was air, bursting into his lungs and invading his sleep, and though he was still in darkness, he was alive.
He sputtered, rolling over onto his side and puking up the water, along with the remnants of his dinner. Still coughing, he groaned, flopping back onto his back. He felt wet stone beneath his fingers.
"Lovely."
He started at the sound of the voice, pushing himself up onto his elbows and searching the small cave. Despite his still rather cloudy mind, he could still recall enough to recognize the echoey feeling of the place. And an underwater cave, judging from the lack of light. He reached out a hand, and, as he expected, it came in contact with cloth.
"Why, hello. Aren't you friendly." A sarcastic voice called out into the silence, and a hand grasped his, gently but firmly removing it and pulling him up into a sitting position.
Sora, now fully alert, now realized what had just happened. Scooching back a bit, he waited till his back hit stone, then wrapped his arms around his legs. Turning his head to where he believed the voice had originated, he spoke.
"Thanks."
"You better be. I should have let you drown."
Sora said nothing, only staring straight ahead silently. The boy spoke again, less harsh if still a little stiff this time.
"Don't worry about it. Who are you?"
That, Sora could answer.
~*~
Sora was cold.
So this is what it's come down to. A choice. How pathetic.
The land before him was barren, lifeless. Lined by sheer walls of rock, the canyon was painted with pinks and golds. And reds.
"You can't hide from me.."
Sora reached out over the edge grabbing the feather that floated out. Bringing it closer, he examined it, and sighed.
"I'm so tired. so tired of your games. Quit playing with me."
He released the feather, and watched it float into the air, the current carrying it high above the reach of the boy. The boy watched it with old eyes.
"Quit playing games."
~*~
"What? Of course I can swim!"
The boy seemed skeptical. "That's not what it looked like to me."
Sora grumbled. "Look, I just got a little confused, ok. I'm sorry I'm not perfect like you."
"You most certainly aren't." A nearly audible grin. "Trying to come and rescue me."
Sora grimaced. "Oh, shut up. That's really what it looked like. Besides, You'd never done it before."
"Oh, yes I have, I just usually waited until you left. I really didn't want anyone to find out about this place," The boy replied. "I've always kinda thought of it as mine, you know?"
".Yeah." Sora mumbled, turning his head towards the wall. "So, you knew? About me. uh, watching you?"
"Yeah. I've known for a long time.But don't worry, nobody else ever noticed." Sora was still obviously uncomfortable, however, so he unzipped his back pocket, bringing out his lighter and flicking it on. "Its no problem. I didn't mind."
Sora appeared far more interested in the lighter than his words, though. "what is that thing?." Sora whispered tilting his head to the side. The boy blinked, surprised Sora had never seen the object before. "Oh, it's just a lighter. Nothing special or anything." He paused. ". You can have it if you want."
Sora's face took on a goofy grin. "You mean it?" He nodded, and the boy's grin widened. He handed it to Sora, a little nervous as to how the boy would handle it. However, the boy merely held the button down, waving it around a bit. The boy sighed, relieved. Turning, he crawled toward the small opening of the cave.
"So, since you can swim, you ready to get out of here? It always gets kinda stuffy if you're in here too long."
Sora finally turned his eyes away from the lighter, and it flicked out. Sora, with no idea about how to turn it back on, simply called out to the blackness. "Sure. But-" he paused, unsure how to phrase this , and the silence stretched out before them.
"Yes?"
"Well, I was just wondering...well, what's your name?"
"Oh, is that all? I don't have a name."
Sora blinked. "Excuse me?"
"I said, I don't have a name."
Sora couldn't help but be slightly taken aback. "Are you serious?"
"No. I was just kidding you."
Now Sora was really confused. He groaned, and the boy laughed. "No really, I have a name. I'm sorry, I was just teasing you a little."
"Oh. Well then.. What is it?"
The boy grinned. "Do you really want to know?"
"Yeah."
"Reeally really want to know?"
"Yeah."
"Really really really want to know?"
"Yes."
"Reallly really really reeeeeaaaaallly want to know."
"Yes!!!"
The boy smiled. "My name. is Riku." The boy slipped into the water.
~Woah, chapter two is up and running. Yeah, it takes me a while to write. If there actually is any readers out there that actually like my fic, sorry I take so long. Bug me and I'll speed up. Give me ideas and I'll reallllllly speed up. You know my email. I adore Reviews.
Disclaimer: Honestly, If I owned KH, do you think Kairi would still be alive? And on the Island, no doubt? C'mon, do you even think she'd exist? People, people, I thought you were smarter than that.
Warning: AU fic. uh. Sappiness? Uh, sorry I dramatize things so much. Shonen ai? The chapters will probably be pretty short. I'm not a big time writer, but my goal will be to update at least once every couple of weeks. maybe. I'm not all that experienced yet. Oh well. Maybe a little fluff, but nothing much yet.. Yet.
-Chapter 1: The Wind-
Jumping slightly, Sora stared at the empty space at the end of the dock for a few seconds, and blinked. Then he jumped again, dropped his things, and ran down the currently rather short bank of sand, cursing himself along the way.
Kicking his bulky shoes off along the way, Sora finally reached the bank, Jerking back as the icy wetness ran over his toes. Wincing, he forced himself to plunge deeper and deeper into the water until he could swim freely. Turning, he hurriedly made his way toward the large rock. He reached it, took a deep breath, and dove down, opening his eyes just in time to see a pair of feet disappear into the inky blackness.
He quickly pursued, Sinking deeper and deeper until he was engulfed in darkness himself. Feeling the water move above him, stopped, and turned, looking up, only to see-
Blackness.
He turned to his side. Darkness, silence, everywhere he looked, no light awaited him, no sign of up or down. He quickly found himself lost, along with most of his oxygen supply, and was soon drifting aimlessly, frantically, anywhere for air, until an even greater darkness began to take over.
He had almost succumbed to it, his eyes drifting closed when something shot out from his side and grabbed him, jerking him up-no, down- then to the side, and then. up? Yes, definitely up. And then there was air, bursting into his lungs and invading his sleep, and though he was still in darkness, he was alive.
He sputtered, rolling over onto his side and puking up the water, along with the remnants of his dinner. Still coughing, he groaned, flopping back onto his back. He felt wet stone beneath his fingers.
"Lovely."
He started at the sound of the voice, pushing himself up onto his elbows and searching the small cave. Despite his still rather cloudy mind, he could still recall enough to recognize the echoey feeling of the place. And an underwater cave, judging from the lack of light. He reached out a hand, and, as he expected, it came in contact with cloth.
"Why, hello. Aren't you friendly." A sarcastic voice called out into the silence, and a hand grasped his, gently but firmly removing it and pulling him up into a sitting position.
Sora, now fully alert, now realized what had just happened. Scooching back a bit, he waited till his back hit stone, then wrapped his arms around his legs. Turning his head to where he believed the voice had originated, he spoke.
"Thanks."
"You better be. I should have let you drown."
Sora said nothing, only staring straight ahead silently. The boy spoke again, less harsh if still a little stiff this time.
"Don't worry about it. Who are you?"
That, Sora could answer.
~*~
Sora was cold.
So this is what it's come down to. A choice. How pathetic.
The land before him was barren, lifeless. Lined by sheer walls of rock, the canyon was painted with pinks and golds. And reds.
"You can't hide from me.."
Sora reached out over the edge grabbing the feather that floated out. Bringing it closer, he examined it, and sighed.
"I'm so tired. so tired of your games. Quit playing with me."
He released the feather, and watched it float into the air, the current carrying it high above the reach of the boy. The boy watched it with old eyes.
"Quit playing games."
~*~
"What? Of course I can swim!"
The boy seemed skeptical. "That's not what it looked like to me."
Sora grumbled. "Look, I just got a little confused, ok. I'm sorry I'm not perfect like you."
"You most certainly aren't." A nearly audible grin. "Trying to come and rescue me."
Sora grimaced. "Oh, shut up. That's really what it looked like. Besides, You'd never done it before."
"Oh, yes I have, I just usually waited until you left. I really didn't want anyone to find out about this place," The boy replied. "I've always kinda thought of it as mine, you know?"
".Yeah." Sora mumbled, turning his head towards the wall. "So, you knew? About me. uh, watching you?"
"Yeah. I've known for a long time.But don't worry, nobody else ever noticed." Sora was still obviously uncomfortable, however, so he unzipped his back pocket, bringing out his lighter and flicking it on. "Its no problem. I didn't mind."
Sora appeared far more interested in the lighter than his words, though. "what is that thing?." Sora whispered tilting his head to the side. The boy blinked, surprised Sora had never seen the object before. "Oh, it's just a lighter. Nothing special or anything." He paused. ". You can have it if you want."
Sora's face took on a goofy grin. "You mean it?" He nodded, and the boy's grin widened. He handed it to Sora, a little nervous as to how the boy would handle it. However, the boy merely held the button down, waving it around a bit. The boy sighed, relieved. Turning, he crawled toward the small opening of the cave.
"So, since you can swim, you ready to get out of here? It always gets kinda stuffy if you're in here too long."
Sora finally turned his eyes away from the lighter, and it flicked out. Sora, with no idea about how to turn it back on, simply called out to the blackness. "Sure. But-" he paused, unsure how to phrase this , and the silence stretched out before them.
"Yes?"
"Well, I was just wondering...well, what's your name?"
"Oh, is that all? I don't have a name."
Sora blinked. "Excuse me?"
"I said, I don't have a name."
Sora couldn't help but be slightly taken aback. "Are you serious?"
"No. I was just kidding you."
Now Sora was really confused. He groaned, and the boy laughed. "No really, I have a name. I'm sorry, I was just teasing you a little."
"Oh. Well then.. What is it?"
The boy grinned. "Do you really want to know?"
"Yeah."
"Reeally really want to know?"
"Yeah."
"Really really really want to know?"
"Yes."
"Reallly really really reeeeeaaaaallly want to know."
"Yes!!!"
The boy smiled. "My name. is Riku." The boy slipped into the water.
~Woah, chapter two is up and running. Yeah, it takes me a while to write. If there actually is any readers out there that actually like my fic, sorry I take so long. Bug me and I'll speed up. Give me ideas and I'll reallllllly speed up. You know my email. I adore Reviews.