Author's Note: This is it. The bonus I promised you all. Enjoy its short
goodness while it lasts. Bwahaha! Some things were changed, just because it
seems odd for Riku to be calling the raft. . .whatever he called it. I
might fix it sometime. Don't count on it.
~
"If I win," Sora said, eyeing the familiar race course below his auburn bangs, "I get to be captain. And if you win-"
"I get to share the paopu with Kairi." Riku interrupted confidently.
Sora blinked confusedly. Share the paopu with Kairi? The legend was all too familiar with him: "If two people share one, their destinies become intertwined. They'll remain a part of each other's lives no matter what." Sora had never been one to believe in stuff like that. But ever since his dream the day before, he wasn't so sure everything was as "normal" as he had once thought.
"Huh?" Sora looked at his friend, baffled.
"Deal? The winner gets to share a paopu with Kairi." Riku glanced at Sora to confirm the bet.
Sora shook his head. "Wha. . . Wait a minute-"
Kairi lifted her hand. She had volunteered to start them off earlier and now stood on a low cliff to their left. "Okay, on my count," she called with a smile, unaware of the bargain.
The race ended with Sora stumbling across the finish line just after his friend. "I'm naming the raft," said Riku, turning his back to Sora. The younger boy glared at him. Later Kairi had him gathering provisions for the trip the three of them were planning on going. How Riku planned on visiting other worlds in a raft was something beyond Sora, so he decided to go along with the idea. The raft had been finished the previous day - the same day he had fallen asleep on the beach and had that bizarre dream.
All that was left was the last of the three mushrooms. The first two had been difficult enough, seeing as how he didn't go looking for fungus on a regular basis. The only place he had yet to look was the secret cave.
He had been so young the last time he'd been there. The entrance was so full of brush Sora had a hard time crawling through. The only light available filtered through a hole in the roof of the room he was making his way to through the narrow, winding path. The first thing he saw as the path widened into the secret cave was the collection of chalk drawings on the many stones. One image in particular - two, in fact - caught his eye. He was so attentive, he hardly gave the strange wooden door any thought.
Sora remembered these drawings: one of him and one of Kairi. They had both drawn a picture of each other, and Kairi had proved she was much better with a pencil - or a rock in this case. Sora sat in front of the stone on which the pictures were etched. He grabbed a rock and started making a modification to Kairi's picture of him.
He leaned back slightly to view his addition; a hand extended from Sora to Kairi, holding a star. . .
. . .A paopu fruit.
Sora smiled. His expression turned to shock when he heard a rustling sound and turned to find a red-robed man standing behind him.
"Wh-who's there?" demanded Sora, jumping to his feet.
"I've come to see the door to this world," said the man. "This world has been connected."
~
"If I win," Sora said, eyeing the familiar race course below his auburn bangs, "I get to be captain. And if you win-"
"I get to share the paopu with Kairi." Riku interrupted confidently.
Sora blinked confusedly. Share the paopu with Kairi? The legend was all too familiar with him: "If two people share one, their destinies become intertwined. They'll remain a part of each other's lives no matter what." Sora had never been one to believe in stuff like that. But ever since his dream the day before, he wasn't so sure everything was as "normal" as he had once thought.
"Huh?" Sora looked at his friend, baffled.
"Deal? The winner gets to share a paopu with Kairi." Riku glanced at Sora to confirm the bet.
Sora shook his head. "Wha. . . Wait a minute-"
Kairi lifted her hand. She had volunteered to start them off earlier and now stood on a low cliff to their left. "Okay, on my count," she called with a smile, unaware of the bargain.
The race ended with Sora stumbling across the finish line just after his friend. "I'm naming the raft," said Riku, turning his back to Sora. The younger boy glared at him. Later Kairi had him gathering provisions for the trip the three of them were planning on going. How Riku planned on visiting other worlds in a raft was something beyond Sora, so he decided to go along with the idea. The raft had been finished the previous day - the same day he had fallen asleep on the beach and had that bizarre dream.
All that was left was the last of the three mushrooms. The first two had been difficult enough, seeing as how he didn't go looking for fungus on a regular basis. The only place he had yet to look was the secret cave.
He had been so young the last time he'd been there. The entrance was so full of brush Sora had a hard time crawling through. The only light available filtered through a hole in the roof of the room he was making his way to through the narrow, winding path. The first thing he saw as the path widened into the secret cave was the collection of chalk drawings on the many stones. One image in particular - two, in fact - caught his eye. He was so attentive, he hardly gave the strange wooden door any thought.
Sora remembered these drawings: one of him and one of Kairi. They had both drawn a picture of each other, and Kairi had proved she was much better with a pencil - or a rock in this case. Sora sat in front of the stone on which the pictures were etched. He grabbed a rock and started making a modification to Kairi's picture of him.
He leaned back slightly to view his addition; a hand extended from Sora to Kairi, holding a star. . .
. . .A paopu fruit.
Sora smiled. His expression turned to shock when he heard a rustling sound and turned to find a red-robed man standing behind him.
"Wh-who's there?" demanded Sora, jumping to his feet.
"I've come to see the door to this world," said the man. "This world has been connected."
