Warnings: This story is yaoi and a Sora/Riku pairing. I don't mind constructive criticism, but do not Flame about the sexuality of this story because I am plainly warning you now.
Disclaimer: Kingdom Hearts is owned by...well, it ain't owned by me, so don't try to think I'm taking the credit, 'cause I'm not.
Chapter Two: The Girl From the SeaThe crowd surrounding Wakka and the unconscious girl either didn't notice or paid no heed to Sora's shock.
But how? Was it really a dream? Was it really her?
"Sora," Wakka told the stunned boy, "get your mother. She'll know what to do better than we."
Sora nodded his head absently and made no move to leave the girl's side. He felt compelled to see her smile, thinking somehow that would solve her mystery.
"Life paging Sora," Selphie called, waving her hand in front of Sora's vacant eyes. "Unless you're planning on summoning your mom with your thoughts, I'd start to move!"
He blushed and sprinted off towards his house. He burst into the front door yelling. "Mom! Where are you?"
"Sora! Must you be so loud?" She came from the kitchen, still wearing a cooking apron. Tucking a lock of brown hair behind her ear, she reprimanded, "That door is going to fly from its hinges if you storm in here like that again."
"No time, Mom, you've got to come, quick!" He hurried on, hoping the dark look on his mother's face would change when she heard the rest. "Wakka found a girl in the ocean. She's unconscious."
A thoughtful expression came over his mom. Laboriously taking her time, she removed her apron and calmly walked upstairs. Sora, unsure of her intentions, hopped from one foot to the other waiting for her to return.
When she reemerged downstairs, she carried with her a first aid kit and a determined glint in her eye. Sora was on her heels out the door.
"Part the way," she cried as she approached, "I need room."
With Tidus, Wakka, and Selphie's help, Sora and his mom made a clearing around the girl. His mother opened the first aid kit and examined the unconscious patient. Feeling for breathing irregularities and temperature, she decided against anything rash.
"She'll probably be fine with some rest," she announced. "No drowning, certainly, and I doubt she even swallowed any water. If not for her clothes, I'd be surprised to hear she was found in the sea." She frowned slightly, but quickly placed a smile for the younger audience. "She'll need some warm blankets, and she'll stay at my house."
"Warm blankets?" Selphie asked. "But it's so hot out today."
"The ocean isn't so warm," Sora's mother explained, "and the temperature could make this young girl sick." Turning to the older boy beside her, she requested, "Wakka, could you carry her to my house. Put her in Sora's bed."
"But Mom –"
She brought a finger up to forestall her son's complaints. "Don't start, Sora, or you'll sleep on the couch tonight, too."
Grumbling, he followed her and Wakka into his house.
Two hours later
Sora chased out a group of young children who wanted to see "the girl from the sea," telling them she needed to rest. They complained all the way until he firmly shut the door in their faces.
Turning back to her, he sat down on the end of his bed and placed a hand on her arms. Her flesh had warmed considerably form when he first checked.
Images of his dream haunted him, coursing through his head in a scramble of thoughts and feelings. His mind replayed the sinking through the sand, seeing the troubled look on her face, returning her joyful wave.
Who is she?
But his mind always returned to other boy, with silver hair and a tight shirt. How did he tie into all of this?
Sora sighed. Why did his breath always catch when he envisioned that boy? What about the older boy intrigued him so much?
He looked down at the girl lying in his bed. His mother had replaced her clothes with a robe and hung the soaked garments to dry in the sun. He closed his eyes and watched the scene with her unfold again.
He surfaced the water, searching... but instead he found her, waving to him. He rushed to her side, expecting to see a frown. Instead, as he neared, she extended her hand to Sora. He took it hesitantly and watched, eyes wide, as her physique wavered, then dissolved into...
He now held a black-gloved hand instead of hers. Looking up, his eyes locked onto aqua ones framed with silver hair. His hand tightened, not wanting to let go as the older boy leaned closer with that same smile/smirk as before. His head lowered, his mouth came to rest by Sora's ear.
Before he could whisper his secret, the secret Sora so wanted to hear, he felt a bump and snapped back to his bedroom, slightly out of breath.
The girl stirred and her foot had bumped into Sora, who still sat on the edge of the bed. He shook the remnants of the daydream from his head and leaned over her. "Are you awake?"
Her eyes opened and a small gasp escaped her lips. She looked on the verge of panic, but bit her lower lip and unsteadily asked, "Where a-am I? W-who are y-you?"
"My name's Sora," he said casually. "You are on Destiny Islands. Wakka found you in the sea, not far off shore."
"In the sea?" The girl looked as confused as Sora was. "Where are my clothes?"
Sora felt a slow blush creeping up his face. "I didn't change you," he said quickly, his blush deepening. "My mom did, because your clothes were drenched."
The girl giggled at Sora's discomfort. The same smile Sora saw in his dream when she waved at him came to her face now. There wasn't a doubt she was the same girl. "My name's Kairi," she told him.
"Where are you from, Kairi?"
"I-I'm not sure," she answered (or didn't). "I don't remember anything, except..." she trailed off, her eyes glazed over in reminisce.
"Except what?" he prompted.
Her eyes refocused on his. "I don't know. I can remember events, but it's like trying to recall an elusive dream. The moment I have a foundation in my past, it slips away."
I wish I could forget my dream... I don't know what it all means!
"Thank you for rescuing me from the sea."
"It was Wakka, remember?" He laughed. "My friends will want to meet you. Tomorrow, when you're feeling better."
She smiled that same smile. "Alright."
An awkward silence ensued, so Sora came to his feet and said, "You must be starving. I'll bring you some food from the kitchen."
"Sora," she called to him as he opened the door. He looked back over his shoulder, waiting. "I seem to remember two important things. There was a golden crown with different colored gemstones set in it..." She giggled. "Pretty useless, huh? But there was also... a storm. It scared me, Sora. It scared me."
A/N: Once again, thanks for reading, hope you enjoyed. Riku will be introduced soon, no worries. Once he comes in, the story will really set off!
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Preview of Chapter 3:
.........Sora examined where she was pointing and barely suppressed a gasp. Strong, confident features were framed by waves of silver hair and aqua-green eyes. The boy from his dream, he wouldn't mistake that face anywhere.........
