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Chapter Two - The Spirit of Riku
The pastor said the final words and the casket was lowered into the ground. Few had come to Riku's funeral - naturally, Kairi and Sora were there, standing side-by-side. Kairi's black, funeral robes blew back behind her in the wind and her dark veil hid her tears. Sora tried to remain composed, more for Kairi's sake than for his image, but tears stung his eyes with no control. He swallowed, pushing them back.
When everyone had left - which was pretty much after the casket was lowered - Kairi and Sora stood together, both looking at their now dead friend. Kairi took a deep breath and Sora wrapped his arm around her. She laid her head on his shoulder then turned to look at him. Sora slowly lifted her veil to reveal her tear-stung cheeks.
"I know I look terrible," she said, looking down.
Sora reached up and tilted her chin so she was looking into his eyes.
"You look fine," he whispered. He smiled.
"Thanks," she said, smiling.
They stood there for a moment, just looking into each other's eyes. Then Sora leaned down, slowly closing his eyes, and kissed Kairi lightly. When he pulled back and opened his eyes, she was smiling at him. Then he stroked her cheek and she kissed him. She wrapped her arms around his neck and they stayed that way for some time.
When the pair pulled away from each other, they simultaneously looked at Riku's grave. Kairi dropped to her knees in front on the tombstone and Sora put his hand on her shoulder.
"Come on," he said. "Let's go."
She nodded and stood. As they walked back to their homes, Kairi grabbed Sora's hand, squeezing it tightly.
That night, as he lay in bed, Sora thought of Kairi.and of the memory of Riku. He thought of their times together.and how much he liked Kairi. He felt so close to her, yet so far apart. After the events of the day, he assumed she liked him. But he wasn't sure.
An image of Riku popped into his head. He remembered how, when they were younger, they would fight for Kairi's attention. They would race each other, and say sweet things to her. Flirting was a common thing among the trio.which was now just a duo. He still couldn't believe that Riku was dead because he felt Riku with him constantly. He partially blamed himself for Riku's death - if he had just watched his back better, or had called 9- 1-1 faster, sooner, maybe Riku would still be alive and Sora wouldn't be so sad.
That night, as he slept, the spirit of Riku touched his dreams, appearing to him in his angel form. "Riku?" Sora asked. "Is that you?"
"Yes, Sora," Riku's angel replied. "It's me."
"What.how."
"I have no time to explain.I just wanted to let you know that you and I will always be friends - even through death. Don't blame yourself for my death, either - it was an accident. Purely and solely an accident. Promise me, like before, that you will take care of Kairi - watch out for her."
Sora nodded, and the image of Riku began to fade.
"No!" Sora shouted.
"RIKU!" Sora sat up in bed, screaming, soaked in sweat.
He took deep breaths, thinking about his dream. What could that have possibly meant?
That same night, Riku appeared before Kairi as well, confessing his feelings for her. He explained they could never be, for he was dead and she also liked Sora. He had hugged her and told her to take care of herself, then left her to sleep. She did not wake up fitfully that night. She woke the next morning, remembering the dream as vividly as if it were real.
Chapter Two - The Spirit of Riku
The pastor said the final words and the casket was lowered into the ground. Few had come to Riku's funeral - naturally, Kairi and Sora were there, standing side-by-side. Kairi's black, funeral robes blew back behind her in the wind and her dark veil hid her tears. Sora tried to remain composed, more for Kairi's sake than for his image, but tears stung his eyes with no control. He swallowed, pushing them back.
When everyone had left - which was pretty much after the casket was lowered - Kairi and Sora stood together, both looking at their now dead friend. Kairi took a deep breath and Sora wrapped his arm around her. She laid her head on his shoulder then turned to look at him. Sora slowly lifted her veil to reveal her tear-stung cheeks.
"I know I look terrible," she said, looking down.
Sora reached up and tilted her chin so she was looking into his eyes.
"You look fine," he whispered. He smiled.
"Thanks," she said, smiling.
They stood there for a moment, just looking into each other's eyes. Then Sora leaned down, slowly closing his eyes, and kissed Kairi lightly. When he pulled back and opened his eyes, she was smiling at him. Then he stroked her cheek and she kissed him. She wrapped her arms around his neck and they stayed that way for some time.
When the pair pulled away from each other, they simultaneously looked at Riku's grave. Kairi dropped to her knees in front on the tombstone and Sora put his hand on her shoulder.
"Come on," he said. "Let's go."
She nodded and stood. As they walked back to their homes, Kairi grabbed Sora's hand, squeezing it tightly.
That night, as he lay in bed, Sora thought of Kairi.and of the memory of Riku. He thought of their times together.and how much he liked Kairi. He felt so close to her, yet so far apart. After the events of the day, he assumed she liked him. But he wasn't sure.
An image of Riku popped into his head. He remembered how, when they were younger, they would fight for Kairi's attention. They would race each other, and say sweet things to her. Flirting was a common thing among the trio.which was now just a duo. He still couldn't believe that Riku was dead because he felt Riku with him constantly. He partially blamed himself for Riku's death - if he had just watched his back better, or had called 9- 1-1 faster, sooner, maybe Riku would still be alive and Sora wouldn't be so sad.
That night, as he slept, the spirit of Riku touched his dreams, appearing to him in his angel form. "Riku?" Sora asked. "Is that you?"
"Yes, Sora," Riku's angel replied. "It's me."
"What.how."
"I have no time to explain.I just wanted to let you know that you and I will always be friends - even through death. Don't blame yourself for my death, either - it was an accident. Purely and solely an accident. Promise me, like before, that you will take care of Kairi - watch out for her."
Sora nodded, and the image of Riku began to fade.
"No!" Sora shouted.
"RIKU!" Sora sat up in bed, screaming, soaked in sweat.
He took deep breaths, thinking about his dream. What could that have possibly meant?
That same night, Riku appeared before Kairi as well, confessing his feelings for her. He explained they could never be, for he was dead and she also liked Sora. He had hugged her and told her to take care of herself, then left her to sleep. She did not wake up fitfully that night. She woke the next morning, remembering the dream as vividly as if it were real.