We glared each other down as we stood there silently. My breath had seemed
to stop. My muscles had frozen. There was my friend- no, he wasn't my
friend. He was anything but a friend. He was my enemy, my rival, my
prey.... yes, he was my prey. He had what I desired. That keyblade. My
glare lowered to watch it slowly twitch in his tight hand. Was he afraid?
Yes, he was afraid. Of me. Of what I had become. A keeper of the darkness,
a kidnapper, a thief. Was that why he was afraid?
"Riku, What are you doing here?" He questioned, his eyes still fixed upon my face. He was panting slightly.
"Sora.... I should be asking you the very same thing," I replied unconsciously. My breath was slowly returning to me it seemed. I noticed that he had started to shiver at the sound of my voice. He wasn't scared. He was terrified. My eyes soon returned the glare as I looked at his face. He was giving me a cold stare. I started to feel a smile slowly appearing on my lips.
"Well, what are you waiting for Sora?" I raised my arms as if I was reaching up to hug some invisible person. "Come get what you want."
He stood there, motionless. His comrades were in awe. They had not seemed to encounter someone like me within their journey telling by their expressions. Sora even seemed surprised. I would not make this a lesson they would soon forget.
"Riku, I-" Sora stammered. I felt my smile grow larger. I turned around and started walking towards the keyhole. "RIKU!" I turned my head slightly toward the side so I would just catch a glimpse of him. He was in tears.
"Grow up, Sora. You're in the big leagues now. There's no room for childish acts," I commented, watching his face turn quickly towards the ground. I turned around so I was facing them once again. I looked at the princesses once more. Kairi.... I'm sorry.
"Because if you continue to act like that, some one is libel to knock you back to where you belong! Back to being the child that you are," I shouted. I felt my blade start to materialize into my hand. Sora still wasn't looking up. What a baby. He could never stand the truth. He could never accept that I was better than him. I wasn't a child anymore. I didn't depend on others to help me. I made it all this way on my own, and he needed a duck and a dog for assistance.
"Riku...." He whispered. He still didn't move. Maybe he was still crying. I started to walk back towards him. His buddies quickly took action and stood in front of him protectively. Like that would stop me. I continued to approach them, one slow step after another. What was wrong with me? Wasn't I nervous? Wasn't I afraid? I would be striking down my previous friend without emotion? Was I really insane?
I continued to advance toward Sora, my mind racing with questions and emotions while my body was showing no such signs. I stopped a few feet in front of them, paying no attention to the defender or the mage. My eyes continued to stare at the top of Sora's head, which was the only visible thing. My smile slowly faded as I reached out and laid my hand on top of his head.
"So, Sora, are you ready to play with me or are you too afraid?" I questioned, starting to ruffle the hair I had under my palm. His hand quickly swiped at me, but I saw this and jumped back, letting go of the chestnut strands that were in my grasp. I stared at him as he raised his head to look at me once more. "I hate you, Riku," He mumbled, his eyes still full of tears. For some reason that affected me. I thought I didn't care about him anymore. I thought that I had considered him an enemy. And yet, those words that had escaped his lips had hurt me in my heart..
"Riku, What are you doing here?" He questioned, his eyes still fixed upon my face. He was panting slightly.
"Sora.... I should be asking you the very same thing," I replied unconsciously. My breath was slowly returning to me it seemed. I noticed that he had started to shiver at the sound of my voice. He wasn't scared. He was terrified. My eyes soon returned the glare as I looked at his face. He was giving me a cold stare. I started to feel a smile slowly appearing on my lips.
"Well, what are you waiting for Sora?" I raised my arms as if I was reaching up to hug some invisible person. "Come get what you want."
He stood there, motionless. His comrades were in awe. They had not seemed to encounter someone like me within their journey telling by their expressions. Sora even seemed surprised. I would not make this a lesson they would soon forget.
"Riku, I-" Sora stammered. I felt my smile grow larger. I turned around and started walking towards the keyhole. "RIKU!" I turned my head slightly toward the side so I would just catch a glimpse of him. He was in tears.
"Grow up, Sora. You're in the big leagues now. There's no room for childish acts," I commented, watching his face turn quickly towards the ground. I turned around so I was facing them once again. I looked at the princesses once more. Kairi.... I'm sorry.
"Because if you continue to act like that, some one is libel to knock you back to where you belong! Back to being the child that you are," I shouted. I felt my blade start to materialize into my hand. Sora still wasn't looking up. What a baby. He could never stand the truth. He could never accept that I was better than him. I wasn't a child anymore. I didn't depend on others to help me. I made it all this way on my own, and he needed a duck and a dog for assistance.
"Riku...." He whispered. He still didn't move. Maybe he was still crying. I started to walk back towards him. His buddies quickly took action and stood in front of him protectively. Like that would stop me. I continued to approach them, one slow step after another. What was wrong with me? Wasn't I nervous? Wasn't I afraid? I would be striking down my previous friend without emotion? Was I really insane?
I continued to advance toward Sora, my mind racing with questions and emotions while my body was showing no such signs. I stopped a few feet in front of them, paying no attention to the defender or the mage. My eyes continued to stare at the top of Sora's head, which was the only visible thing. My smile slowly faded as I reached out and laid my hand on top of his head.
"So, Sora, are you ready to play with me or are you too afraid?" I questioned, starting to ruffle the hair I had under my palm. His hand quickly swiped at me, but I saw this and jumped back, letting go of the chestnut strands that were in my grasp. I stared at him as he raised his head to look at me once more. "I hate you, Riku," He mumbled, his eyes still full of tears. For some reason that affected me. I thought I didn't care about him anymore. I thought that I had considered him an enemy. And yet, those words that had escaped his lips had hurt me in my heart..