Disclaimer: You know the drill! Assholes and elbows! Wait… I just ripped off another thing. ;_; Aliens doesn't belong to me, either. XD So, yes… anyway! Kingdom Hearts isn't mine. I just like to be _ Evil… *grin*
A/N: *bows* Sorry about the last chapter. ^.^ All will be explained in the end. Just keep reading and such? ^^;; Eh heh. I love you all~ And thanks for reviews. They make me happy and give me energy to write more! XD Just been a bit lazy for no real reason. .o; At least I jotted down some notes when the ideas were running through my head last night! Err… on to the fic!
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Chapter 8
The Cut Key
Silver hair washed with silver tears, mixing in a strange dance, floating on windless air. It seemed the particles were becoming negative, all trying to pull apart from one another. Nothing wanted to remain together in the pending end. "Strange…" he murmured gently to the frail figure that bled in his arms.
"Hmm?" the younger boy questioned with a simple moaning noise. He hadn't much strength and wished to keep all words in until it was needed for him to express the words that boiled inside his breast. Each moment, another word was lost, another scrap of energy seeped from that wounded soul.
Riku chuckled a little and sniffed back tears, shaking his head lightly. "Oh, it's just that… that you are 'sky' and are the more stable force… normally the sky is every changing, you can never rely on it… never know if it'll be rain or shine the next moment…"
At that moment, Sora caught on and nodded. "And you're 'land' and supposed to be the stable one, but you are ever changing… well… the sky will always be there… it'll always be blue, even past the dark or light clouds, but the earth… it can be shattered by forces. So, it's just how you take the views of land and sky…"
A sigh escaped from the uninjured figure and he shook his head lightly. A small frown formed on the lips of the boy. "But it's all my fault… it hurts… it hurts so much… this isn't what I meant by saving me. I didn't want it to come to this. I need you, Sora," he explained in a lost voice. It seemed like he could shatter at any moment.
Shaking his head, the brunette reached up and ran his bloodied digits over his friend's face with a smile. "We all make mistakes… it can't be helped. It's human nature…" he commented idly, taking his death for what it was. Taking it as something beautiful and accepting it for what he had left of his life.
"Is it every day, though, that people make this big of mistakes? You're dying from me…" he let the words escape from his lips in such a weak manner, not knowing what else to say or do anymore. It just seemed like whatever was in the moment was what he was to dwell on and nothing else would matter after or before that.
Tender waves seemed to wash over them, calming only that area in all of time and space. "This is only minor, though, Riku…" he explained in his shallow and faintly faded voice. He coughed a little, now having bleed creeping into his lungs. It was now only a matter of time.
The gentle hand removed the blood from the corners of his friend's mouth and sighed. He looked down at this life-giving liquid. To think… it all could be ended in such a simple way. "Minor? Compared to what?" he inquired with pain-stricken eyes. The tears threatened so strong.
Sora laughed lightly at this, triggering a reactive coughing sensation. He heaved lightly and curled up to his friend, clinging to the stained shirt. His eyes watered from the pain that thrust through his whole body. Finally, he managed to calm enough to speak. "Let's just leave it at minor… no questions… just accept it. Life holds the hand of death… as darkness holds the hand of light," he muttered, taking Riku's hand within his own.
The graceful tears now trembled down the elder's face, running down in soft and delicate patterns. He shook his head lightly and let out an almost whimpering breath. He was lot. He would be eternally lost. "I can't live without you…" he whispered in an uncertain voice, not wishing to live past a moment without his friend by his side.
"Then don't…" Sora whispered as he suddenly pressed the blade of his sword into his friend's chest. Now he was not the only one wounded fatally. "You can now die with me…" he commented in a trembling voice, one of a person so close to death.
A groan passed through the air, causing ripples, almost like drop hitting the water. His voice trickled from his lips, unheard by his friend's ears as pain overtook his speech. He doubled over on the younger boy, mixing blood with blood, tears with tears. He gasped and heaved, trying to say something, but unable to. It felt like the darkness was seeping into his wounds, trying to rip his soul apart for betraying them.
Blood splashed on the ground as the broken forms coughed up more blood than they could afford. "Sora…" the silver haired one said with a wince of pain coursing through his body. "I'm so sorry…" he whispered, unable to keep a heavier tone. He felt so weak and lost now, losing blood so rapid on his friend.
Hands snaked around each other and they embraced, the eternal brace, tears streaking down each one's cheeks, neither being able to let go or say good-bye, but unable to live so many moments together. This would be their last memory created together, a tragic dance of life, playing games with death.
And suddenly, though the darkness, came a faint shimmer of light. It broke across the barren grounds, pushing the fallen creatures of the night aside. It was a figure, which began to develop. A figure cast in light, protecting it. No, protecting her. A beloved friend, one they thought they would never see again.
She finally reached them, her eyes shining with tears. "Get up, won't you?" she asked in a quiet voice, holding her hands out for the two boys. She knew it was futile, though. A pain rustled through her breast as he peered on them. "Why can't you get up?" she pressed on, almost as if oblivious to everything, but the pain she wanted to push aside.
Their voice never reached her, just passing through her like a blast of cold air. She shivered faintly as silver tears ran down her cheeks. "I'm sorry…" she muttered quietly as she looked away from them and then proceeded to the door. Kingdom Hearts. Her hands ran along the smooth wood and she pulled the handle, releasing a blast of light.
The fallen figures stopped living only for a moment, as the white light hit them, washing away all the wounds, leaving only faint scars for a reminder of the past. History could not repeat itself this time around; it wasn't possible, unless the worlds were truly fated to end. Blood mixed with washed away tears around them, creating tainted puddles of pure life.
"You stabbed me…" groaned a hurt Riku, who began to sit up, rubbing his bruised chest. He winced from the pain that still coursed through his body from the darkness seeping from his veins and the wounds he had acquired from the heartbreaking fight.
Sora merely groaned in response at first to this comment as he rolled to his side to look at Riku. "You stabbed me first…" he retorted, sticking his tongue out in a playful manner. Even though he was so close to death just moments before, he could take this all in stride, making a joke of Riku's words. He didn't want this to be remembered as only pain. It was to learn.
There was a light, but pained laugh that came from both of the boys. They gave a small and knowing smirk to one another, not certain what to do, but just knowing. Their curiosity got the better of them as they began to look around. What force had brought them back to life? Why? These questions were burning fresh in their minds.
A wince ran over Riku's face as a dark realization washed his mind. He swallowed hard and placed his hands on both of Sora's cheeks. His deep and ocean-like eyes fixed on the other boy. "I almost lost you… because… because I was weak. I was so weak, Sora…" he murmured, watching his friend.
The younger one merely shook his head. "No, you didn't. I almost lost you. We both saved each other… We fulfilled our vow to one another," he laughed a little in a lilting way. "I saved you from your ultimate darkness and you saved me from the pure light."
A soft rumbling rolled over the land around them. The invisible ground that was around them seemed to be starting to break up, threatening to trap them on that small isle with the door to Kingdom Hearts.
Both looked to the door and then to one another. "We have to close the door," Riku commented in a shallow voice and ran to it. He began to push on it, trying to close it back up without much luck. From the light there seemed to be bleeding darkness.
The younger form ran after, helping to push the door shut. It seemed to budge, but only slightly. A sudden realization washed over the two and they looked at one another. The silence almost seemed bitter and confused. The hero could never be happy.
"Take care of her, but don't you dare forget me," said the elder of the two. He grabbed the back of his friend's head and gave him a long kiss, a kiss that spanned over all of time and yet could only last but a few seconds.
He pushed his friend away and ran to the door, slipping inside. With this offering, the doors began to close, shutting the form into its darkening lair. He didn't move a single inch, just watching out from the place he was trapped in.
As the doors closed, Sora felt as if his life was shattering. His body trembled softly as he slid to the ground. He felt as if we were broken, but he knew he didn't have long to really mourn. "I will look for you…" he whispered against the stale air around him.
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A/N: Ugh! This took… FOREVER! Dear lord… I'm sorry. _ There have just been so many… issues in my life. Here is the next chapter, though. I will write at least one more chapter to explain the whole Cloud and Squall thing… though that might be it. I don't know. Might write the whole journey to find Riku, but me is uncertain.
A/N: *bows* Sorry about the last chapter. ^.^ All will be explained in the end. Just keep reading and such? ^^;; Eh heh. I love you all~ And thanks for reviews. They make me happy and give me energy to write more! XD Just been a bit lazy for no real reason. .o; At least I jotted down some notes when the ideas were running through my head last night! Err… on to the fic!
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Chapter 8
The Cut Key
Silver hair washed with silver tears, mixing in a strange dance, floating on windless air. It seemed the particles were becoming negative, all trying to pull apart from one another. Nothing wanted to remain together in the pending end. "Strange…" he murmured gently to the frail figure that bled in his arms.
"Hmm?" the younger boy questioned with a simple moaning noise. He hadn't much strength and wished to keep all words in until it was needed for him to express the words that boiled inside his breast. Each moment, another word was lost, another scrap of energy seeped from that wounded soul.
Riku chuckled a little and sniffed back tears, shaking his head lightly. "Oh, it's just that… that you are 'sky' and are the more stable force… normally the sky is every changing, you can never rely on it… never know if it'll be rain or shine the next moment…"
At that moment, Sora caught on and nodded. "And you're 'land' and supposed to be the stable one, but you are ever changing… well… the sky will always be there… it'll always be blue, even past the dark or light clouds, but the earth… it can be shattered by forces. So, it's just how you take the views of land and sky…"
A sigh escaped from the uninjured figure and he shook his head lightly. A small frown formed on the lips of the boy. "But it's all my fault… it hurts… it hurts so much… this isn't what I meant by saving me. I didn't want it to come to this. I need you, Sora," he explained in a lost voice. It seemed like he could shatter at any moment.
Shaking his head, the brunette reached up and ran his bloodied digits over his friend's face with a smile. "We all make mistakes… it can't be helped. It's human nature…" he commented idly, taking his death for what it was. Taking it as something beautiful and accepting it for what he had left of his life.
"Is it every day, though, that people make this big of mistakes? You're dying from me…" he let the words escape from his lips in such a weak manner, not knowing what else to say or do anymore. It just seemed like whatever was in the moment was what he was to dwell on and nothing else would matter after or before that.
Tender waves seemed to wash over them, calming only that area in all of time and space. "This is only minor, though, Riku…" he explained in his shallow and faintly faded voice. He coughed a little, now having bleed creeping into his lungs. It was now only a matter of time.
The gentle hand removed the blood from the corners of his friend's mouth and sighed. He looked down at this life-giving liquid. To think… it all could be ended in such a simple way. "Minor? Compared to what?" he inquired with pain-stricken eyes. The tears threatened so strong.
Sora laughed lightly at this, triggering a reactive coughing sensation. He heaved lightly and curled up to his friend, clinging to the stained shirt. His eyes watered from the pain that thrust through his whole body. Finally, he managed to calm enough to speak. "Let's just leave it at minor… no questions… just accept it. Life holds the hand of death… as darkness holds the hand of light," he muttered, taking Riku's hand within his own.
The graceful tears now trembled down the elder's face, running down in soft and delicate patterns. He shook his head lightly and let out an almost whimpering breath. He was lot. He would be eternally lost. "I can't live without you…" he whispered in an uncertain voice, not wishing to live past a moment without his friend by his side.
"Then don't…" Sora whispered as he suddenly pressed the blade of his sword into his friend's chest. Now he was not the only one wounded fatally. "You can now die with me…" he commented in a trembling voice, one of a person so close to death.
A groan passed through the air, causing ripples, almost like drop hitting the water. His voice trickled from his lips, unheard by his friend's ears as pain overtook his speech. He doubled over on the younger boy, mixing blood with blood, tears with tears. He gasped and heaved, trying to say something, but unable to. It felt like the darkness was seeping into his wounds, trying to rip his soul apart for betraying them.
Blood splashed on the ground as the broken forms coughed up more blood than they could afford. "Sora…" the silver haired one said with a wince of pain coursing through his body. "I'm so sorry…" he whispered, unable to keep a heavier tone. He felt so weak and lost now, losing blood so rapid on his friend.
Hands snaked around each other and they embraced, the eternal brace, tears streaking down each one's cheeks, neither being able to let go or say good-bye, but unable to live so many moments together. This would be their last memory created together, a tragic dance of life, playing games with death.
And suddenly, though the darkness, came a faint shimmer of light. It broke across the barren grounds, pushing the fallen creatures of the night aside. It was a figure, which began to develop. A figure cast in light, protecting it. No, protecting her. A beloved friend, one they thought they would never see again.
She finally reached them, her eyes shining with tears. "Get up, won't you?" she asked in a quiet voice, holding her hands out for the two boys. She knew it was futile, though. A pain rustled through her breast as he peered on them. "Why can't you get up?" she pressed on, almost as if oblivious to everything, but the pain she wanted to push aside.
Their voice never reached her, just passing through her like a blast of cold air. She shivered faintly as silver tears ran down her cheeks. "I'm sorry…" she muttered quietly as she looked away from them and then proceeded to the door. Kingdom Hearts. Her hands ran along the smooth wood and she pulled the handle, releasing a blast of light.
The fallen figures stopped living only for a moment, as the white light hit them, washing away all the wounds, leaving only faint scars for a reminder of the past. History could not repeat itself this time around; it wasn't possible, unless the worlds were truly fated to end. Blood mixed with washed away tears around them, creating tainted puddles of pure life.
"You stabbed me…" groaned a hurt Riku, who began to sit up, rubbing his bruised chest. He winced from the pain that still coursed through his body from the darkness seeping from his veins and the wounds he had acquired from the heartbreaking fight.
Sora merely groaned in response at first to this comment as he rolled to his side to look at Riku. "You stabbed me first…" he retorted, sticking his tongue out in a playful manner. Even though he was so close to death just moments before, he could take this all in stride, making a joke of Riku's words. He didn't want this to be remembered as only pain. It was to learn.
There was a light, but pained laugh that came from both of the boys. They gave a small and knowing smirk to one another, not certain what to do, but just knowing. Their curiosity got the better of them as they began to look around. What force had brought them back to life? Why? These questions were burning fresh in their minds.
A wince ran over Riku's face as a dark realization washed his mind. He swallowed hard and placed his hands on both of Sora's cheeks. His deep and ocean-like eyes fixed on the other boy. "I almost lost you… because… because I was weak. I was so weak, Sora…" he murmured, watching his friend.
The younger one merely shook his head. "No, you didn't. I almost lost you. We both saved each other… We fulfilled our vow to one another," he laughed a little in a lilting way. "I saved you from your ultimate darkness and you saved me from the pure light."
A soft rumbling rolled over the land around them. The invisible ground that was around them seemed to be starting to break up, threatening to trap them on that small isle with the door to Kingdom Hearts.
Both looked to the door and then to one another. "We have to close the door," Riku commented in a shallow voice and ran to it. He began to push on it, trying to close it back up without much luck. From the light there seemed to be bleeding darkness.
The younger form ran after, helping to push the door shut. It seemed to budge, but only slightly. A sudden realization washed over the two and they looked at one another. The silence almost seemed bitter and confused. The hero could never be happy.
"Take care of her, but don't you dare forget me," said the elder of the two. He grabbed the back of his friend's head and gave him a long kiss, a kiss that spanned over all of time and yet could only last but a few seconds.
He pushed his friend away and ran to the door, slipping inside. With this offering, the doors began to close, shutting the form into its darkening lair. He didn't move a single inch, just watching out from the place he was trapped in.
As the doors closed, Sora felt as if his life was shattering. His body trembled softly as he slid to the ground. He felt as if we were broken, but he knew he didn't have long to really mourn. "I will look for you…" he whispered against the stale air around him.
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A/N: Ugh! This took… FOREVER! Dear lord… I'm sorry. _ There have just been so many… issues in my life. Here is the next chapter, though. I will write at least one more chapter to explain the whole Cloud and Squall thing… though that might be it. I don't know. Might write the whole journey to find Riku, but me is uncertain.