Silver Lining: Circles in reflections 2

Dcal's note:  *ho ho ho* * cough* *sniffles* Ah… I have been down and out with the flu recently. Was not really in the mood for writing. But after reading Uzumaki-sama's Complete 180 degrees, I was inspired. * Sprinkles confetti *  For the readers who have also read Mr Destiny Islands (one of my other KH ficcy) please note that I have uploaded another extra chapter! 

Now onto the serious bit: Well, I am skipping this, if you want to know what I ranted about please refer to the other chapters. 

Disclaimer: None of the KH characters belong to me, they belong to those who spent their youth designing and developing them.

All that was heard from the night was the rhythmic sound of the lake water lapping at the edge of the pebble shore. Moonshine rendered the surrounding darkness opaque, hiding yet revealing the forest that lay ahead. The conjured boat, led by the winds that had been summoned, drifted onto the pebble bank.

There were still a few hours before the sun emerged once again from the now darkened waters. Silver hair defied the shadow, which cast a black curtain over the characters within the boat, to glisten like the ripples that shone upon the moonlit waters.  Riku cradled Sora in with his strong arms with Selphie nestled comfortably in the hood of his black robe. Sora was lost to the world, wandering in through the roads of dreamless sleep. Sleep eluded Riku, ever since the time he learnt that he could go without it. Riku could not bear to let slumber entrap him into dreams of the past which he felt tormented to relive and awaken from.

Within three more days, four at most, they would cross the mountains to reach the place where Sora needed to go.

Green flashed through the blue of Riku's eyes and immediately, the boat vanished from the waters as he carried Sora onto the solid shore. The only evidence of the wooden craft temporary existence were the disappearing circles in black waters which it left in its wake.

The soles of black leather boots scraped soundlessly against the rough shore as Riku walked briskly towards the edge of the forest. When he stood under the bare branches of an autumn tree, he looked down into the face of the boy lost within the lure of the night. At this point of time, Riku could have easily opened a door and step across the forest and over the mountains. Sora, being the hopelessly clueless traveler, would have not noticed the difference. All Riku had to do was murmur an excuse that he had discovered a 'shortcut' whilst the dark haired boy was deep in sleep. Yet, Riku decided against using this convenience. Walking pass the first few rows of hibernating trees, he chose to stop before an old tree with roots naturally shaped into a comfortable lounge, padded with crisp autumn leaves.

He settle down on the dry leaves and arranged the sleeping boy in his arms so that they would both be comfortable. Selphie was not neglected as Riku removed the tired canary from his hood and placed the bird/girl onto her own little bed of soft leaves.

Riku leaned back against the weathered bark behind him. He lowered his eyes and relaxed his shoulders. Sora sighed and shifted under the black robe that Riku shared with him to keep out the cold. An unconscious smile shaped Riku's pale lips into a curve mirrored by the moon.

Since the time they meet, Sora and Riku had not progressed beyond what they had "initiate" their relationship with. Despite the short time they had been together, a connection, unexplainable by either, was created. Sora chattered about everything under the sun and Riku kept silent, listening and trying to keep up the fast pace that subjects keep changing. In that aspect, Sora was like Selphie. And Riku liked listening to their endless chatter.  However, unlike Selphie, Sora's ranting was not as natural as his servant's. Sora's meaningless words hid the word he did not speak. Riku discovered more about Sora through his silence than his talking.  The subject of why Sora wanted to die never did appear again.

One topic that was revived often was discussion over Sora's treasure. The key pendants had made its impact on all three of them. Even Riku, who was initially indifferent to them, got interested when he felt stirring of power from the small trinkets. Sora did not feel safe keep the pendants within the box as it had been proven that it could go missing if careless. He had taken to wearing the silver chain around his neck so that the pendants would rest safe on his chest. Riku did not feel comfortable with the arrangement as he felt unsure of the mysterious force that wrapped itself around the silver and gold keys. However, he could not produce an argument without inviting questions so he unwillingly left Sora to his own devices.

Thinking of the keys, Riku realized that this was an ideal situation to examine them and clarify the uncertainty he harbored. With his slender hand, he reached into Sora's open collar and carefully pulled out the key pendants at the end of the silver chain. They felt warm against Riku's cold palm. They were illuminated by a magical glow that seemed alive, flowing around the keys. Silver poured into the gold, gold twisting to accommodate the silver.  It was a dance of light that covered the two keys. Riku could sense that the power was great, but not evil. The light was too ethereal to be vicious.

The light fell onto Sora's sleeping brow and Riku's gaze haplessly trailed the light. Since their first kiss, there had been no other. Riku did not want to lose his composure like before. It made he feel naked and vulnerable without the protection of his rational mind. He had caught Sora's innocent wistful looks from the corner of his eyes when the latter thought he was unaware. But Riku noticed everything about Sora, whether he wanted to or not.

Riku felt the urge to feel the warmth from Sora's lips. His first taste of that sweet warmth had rendered him senseless. But he was reluctant to give in to his compulsion. However, Riku helpless gave into his desire, as the beckoning from the light was too tempting for him to resist.

Pale lips brushed against the corner of Sora's pursed lips. Sora sighed, his lips parting slightly. That was too much of a lure for Riku. His lips fell onto Sora's.

As Riku's kiss grew deeper, the glow from the keys within his palm grew brighter.

There was a brilliant flash of light and Riku's mind went blank.

~*~

Selphie felt a blast of light scorch her closed eyes. It was sufficient to wiped out all the sleep from her little mind. She stumbled onto her tiny legs and shook her wings. Selphie looked around and saw her master sprawled over Sora. Though it looked liked a compromising situation, Selphie perceptively sensed that there was more.  Upon closer inspection, Selphie realized that both her master and Sora were unconscious. Strange, Riku-sama never wanted to sleep. There was something unusual about the situation. Selphie hopped over to her master but was thrown back onto her feathery bottom as an invisible force kept her divided from her master. She panicked. Once again, Selphie tried to approach her master but was repelled by the invisible partition. This time, she noticed a silver glimmer when she had felt the force.

Selphie watched helpless as she realized that she could not do anything to cross that strong barrier. All she could do was wait, and pray that nothing bad would fall on her master.