Dreams of Reality

By: Li

Disclaimer: I don't own Kingdom Hearts…blah blah blah! *I do own the game though!*

Summary: Sora can't tell the difference between his dreams and reality. Is something wrong with him?

A/N: 1.) I like to write in short paragraphs as a convenience to readers…I hate big paragraphs, I always lose my spot!

2.) This is NOT a yaoi/shonen-ai fic. WAY to disgusting and plain wrong.

3.) This is my first Fic. Excuse me for any stupid errors or puns or crap I may pull. DON'T HURT ME!…

4.) Flames accepted…just don't be too harsh! I may just forget about continuing.

5.) if wanted, I will do my best to try and answer any reviews. (I don't get much time on the internet, stupid AOL!) ……………..Anywho! On to the story!

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1.-There Goes My Reality

Look at me

You may think you see who I really am

But, you'll never know me.

--Reflection; Christina Aguilera

Traverse Town seemed much more beautiful at night to Sora. The neon lights humming, the stars twinkling, and even the rain that began to pour…

"Yeah…" Sora whispered. He stopped and lifted his head to the sky, letting the cool drops hit his face. He let himself forget about everything for that one moment; all the battles and encounters. Closing his eyes, he drifted into a serene world. How he wished that this would all end and he could go back home to Destiny Islands…to Kairi.

Sora sighed and wiped his face from all the rain. But, it felt…sticky. Then he realized that it also felt warm. He opened his eyes and looked at his hand.

Blood. Deep, crimson blood. Stained all over his gloves.

He noticed everything seemed dead to him all around. Black sky, quiet town, dark. Red puddles began to form around him, making disgusting sounds as they splashed.

The blood-rain kept pouring. And suddenly, something was beginning to form in all the puddles surrounding Sora. Heads popped out, with antennas and glowing yellow eyes.

'Heartless? In the First District?' Sora thought. He tried to summon his Keyblade, but he was frozen stiff.

The Heartless were all formed now, slowly creeping up to the Key bearer.

//you…// they hissed. //Key bearer…musssst become one…of usss//

He stepped back. "Never…"

//he…Musssst!// The heartless all took another step forward. Ready to pounce.

'--Sora.'

Sora began to back away. He couldn't fight them alone, and his Keyblade wouldn't appear.

'—Sora?'

'//Sora!//' a Heartless said and grabbed his shoulders.

Sora tried to break free from its grip. "Let go of me! I don't want to become a Heartless!"

"SORA!" It began to shake him.

Sora closed his eyes. He was getting dizzy. He knew this was it. He didn't want to see any of it.

"Wake UP!!" someone yelled in his face.

Sora's eyes shot open. As his vision cleared, he saw Leon standing there.

"Oh god! What the hell's wrong with you!? You scared the crap outta me!"

"Leon? G-gomen. I was daydreaming. Sorry if I scared you." Sora noticed he was having a hard time talking. Probably because he was breathing hard. He also noticed everything was back to normal. The rain was clear, the Neon signs were on, people passed by.

It happened again. He was seeing things that weren't there.

"A daydream, huh?" Leon asked. "Then why were you screaming about Heartless. It sounds like a nightmare to me."

Crap! He couldn't let Leon find out. Or anyone for that matter. That would make them worry. "Iie, It's nothing, Really! I'm just stressed and need some sleep, that's all!"

Leon looked at him. He knew something was up. But, he wouldn't push the matter.

"You baka. You made me worried for no good reason. Let's go then, Donald wants to talk to you."

"Hai," Sora responded quietly and began to follow Leon.

'It was so real' he thought, 'why can't I tell the difference between those and reality?'

He had to keep this to himself.

And he had to know what they all mean.

TBC

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A/N: Review PLEASE! I know what the next chappie will be about. But, I need ideas and opinions!

I'm a First-timer. DON'T SUE! ^_^'

Japanese dictionary: (for those who don't know what the heck it means)

-Iie – no

-Gomen – Sorry

- Baka - Idiot