My Promise
Chapter 2
Riku...Riku...
Mind was body. Body was nonexistent.
He had given himself up for love, made sure that the other destinies would continue. He sacrificed himself to Kingdom Hearts to save Sora and Kairi, to let them live. After all, he loved them. He loved them...
Drifting in darkness...I feel my blood dripping...
Was this perdition? Losing one's soul? No...it had to be the opposite or something. He had given up his bodily form and was now drifting as a simple spirit. Or maybe...maybe he was a heartless? Maybe now he was just a mindless slave of the abyss, crawling through the universe, devouring the light?
No, no, it won't end this way..
He wouldn't let himself cave in to the darkness once more. It had taken all of his strength to withstand Ansem, to hold him back when Sora had sacrificed himself for Kairi. Played his little game of deceit.
"What do I do...?" Riku's voice said, from nowhere in particular. He was spiraling down into the heart of darkness, with no way of return. Surely he'd never see Sora again. But suddenly, another voice came to him.
"Shh," it said softly. "Don't worry about it." For some reason, Riku remembered saying that himself..
"But I...I'm lost in the darkness..."
"Close your eyes," it spoke. The voice was so familiar, Riku just couldn't remember who. Being within the darkness for so long had tainted his memory.
"I...don't have eyes to close..."
But he was beginning to feel his body again. He couldn't see it through the black void, buthe could feel it. He could move, he could breathe. He could feel, smell, taste. Was he alive again? But then he emembered the voice telling him to close his eyes. He did as it said, his eyelids fluttering down softly.
"Now think," it said.
He was there, in Traverse Town. Sora was there, too. Sora! He was standing all alone in the middle of the District. What was he doing..? It looked as if he was talking to somone, as if something was there to speak to. In his mind, he walked over to where Sora stood.
"I'm so happy to see you," he said, wrapping his arms around Riku. Wait..how could he do that? Riku wasn't in the flesh any longer. He couldn't return to the world of the living. How could Sora..?
"You too," Riku said. He released himself from Sora's embrace, and looked down at his quizzical expression.
"How can you-" Sora began to say, but Riku cut him off.
"Shh," Riku told him, and pressed his index finger against Sora's lips. "Don't worry about it."
Riku smiled softly at Sora, feeling as though he had truly returned to him. He could feel the heat of Sora's body against him, feel the breeze that tossed his hair around.
And Riku leaned in towards Sora, grasping his hands around the boy's back. He tilted his head to the right ever so slightly and touched his lips against Sora's in a kiss. It was amazing, like nothing else mattered. He was there, Sora with him. He was there.
But he began to feel the darkness tug at him once more.
It was calling him back, and he had no other choice but to go to it.
I have to go.. Riku thought. I have to go, but I promise I'll return. I promise..
With that, his body dematerialized and faded back to the darkness it came from. He had his moment with Sora, just as he wanted. And yes, they would meet again. Riku was sure of it. He might have to spend years searching for a way, ages looking for the path, but he would find it. He would find it, and he and Sora would be one again.
---
"End my sorrow," Sora said, his voice laced with the tendrils of sorrow. Riku was right there, right there. And he slipped from his grasp again. Why didn't he follow him? No, that's what he was doing. He was going to follow Riku, going to find him.
He closed his eyes and imagine Riku for a moment. Delicate silver hair dancing in the breeze as the ocean pulled back behind him. His eyes looking so determined to escape his prison known as home. His arm outstretched, calling for Sora.
But he missed it. The wave crashed down, pulling him away into the darkness. And thus began his story.
But this would end his story. Sora shoved the keyblade forward, the metal blade jabbing into his chest. He could immediately feel the reaction as his heart began to shatter. Blood trickled from the wound he had created, but he didn't wince or cringe in pain. No, all he did was smile. This would be the end of him, but it didn't matter.
He was going back to Riku, after all.
Chapter 2
Riku...Riku...
Mind was body. Body was nonexistent.
He had given himself up for love, made sure that the other destinies would continue. He sacrificed himself to Kingdom Hearts to save Sora and Kairi, to let them live. After all, he loved them. He loved them...
Drifting in darkness...I feel my blood dripping...
Was this perdition? Losing one's soul? No...it had to be the opposite or something. He had given up his bodily form and was now drifting as a simple spirit. Or maybe...maybe he was a heartless? Maybe now he was just a mindless slave of the abyss, crawling through the universe, devouring the light?
No, no, it won't end this way..
He wouldn't let himself cave in to the darkness once more. It had taken all of his strength to withstand Ansem, to hold him back when Sora had sacrificed himself for Kairi. Played his little game of deceit.
"What do I do...?" Riku's voice said, from nowhere in particular. He was spiraling down into the heart of darkness, with no way of return. Surely he'd never see Sora again. But suddenly, another voice came to him.
"Shh," it said softly. "Don't worry about it." For some reason, Riku remembered saying that himself..
"But I...I'm lost in the darkness..."
"Close your eyes," it spoke. The voice was so familiar, Riku just couldn't remember who. Being within the darkness for so long had tainted his memory.
"I...don't have eyes to close..."
But he was beginning to feel his body again. He couldn't see it through the black void, buthe could feel it. He could move, he could breathe. He could feel, smell, taste. Was he alive again? But then he emembered the voice telling him to close his eyes. He did as it said, his eyelids fluttering down softly.
"Now think," it said.
He was there, in Traverse Town. Sora was there, too. Sora! He was standing all alone in the middle of the District. What was he doing..? It looked as if he was talking to somone, as if something was there to speak to. In his mind, he walked over to where Sora stood.
"I'm so happy to see you," he said, wrapping his arms around Riku. Wait..how could he do that? Riku wasn't in the flesh any longer. He couldn't return to the world of the living. How could Sora..?
"You too," Riku said. He released himself from Sora's embrace, and looked down at his quizzical expression.
"How can you-" Sora began to say, but Riku cut him off.
"Shh," Riku told him, and pressed his index finger against Sora's lips. "Don't worry about it."
Riku smiled softly at Sora, feeling as though he had truly returned to him. He could feel the heat of Sora's body against him, feel the breeze that tossed his hair around.
And Riku leaned in towards Sora, grasping his hands around the boy's back. He tilted his head to the right ever so slightly and touched his lips against Sora's in a kiss. It was amazing, like nothing else mattered. He was there, Sora with him. He was there.
But he began to feel the darkness tug at him once more.
It was calling him back, and he had no other choice but to go to it.
I have to go.. Riku thought. I have to go, but I promise I'll return. I promise..
With that, his body dematerialized and faded back to the darkness it came from. He had his moment with Sora, just as he wanted. And yes, they would meet again. Riku was sure of it. He might have to spend years searching for a way, ages looking for the path, but he would find it. He would find it, and he and Sora would be one again.
---
"End my sorrow," Sora said, his voice laced with the tendrils of sorrow. Riku was right there, right there. And he slipped from his grasp again. Why didn't he follow him? No, that's what he was doing. He was going to follow Riku, going to find him.
He closed his eyes and imagine Riku for a moment. Delicate silver hair dancing in the breeze as the ocean pulled back behind him. His eyes looking so determined to escape his prison known as home. His arm outstretched, calling for Sora.
But he missed it. The wave crashed down, pulling him away into the darkness. And thus began his story.
But this would end his story. Sora shoved the keyblade forward, the metal blade jabbing into his chest. He could immediately feel the reaction as his heart began to shatter. Blood trickled from the wound he had created, but he didn't wince or cringe in pain. No, all he did was smile. This would be the end of him, but it didn't matter.
He was going back to Riku, after all.