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Rating: PG-13 (Y'know . . . just to be safe)

Author Notes: Thank you so much, people who are reviewing! I think this is one of my best stories that I have up right now. Plus, I never really intended to focus on this story. But, yeah . . . sorry for the wait. I hope none of you've died from suspense. Oo; Anyway, here it is! (I'm trying to write it in Sora's point of view. I hope it turns out okay. xX;)

My Angel

Sora's POV

I felt the warm sun on my cheek, and grinning a bit to myself, remembering my . . . no. I couldn't. I can't think about that anymore. Not now that Riku's gonna be walking me home. He'll definitely ask me about it—or maybe even find out without me knowing. Or does he know already?

I sighed, scratching the back of my head. This was all too confusing for me now. I was arguing with myself. But I knew that I'd heard my angel's voice last night. That was a fact! But how could I ever tell Riku? Especially when it feels like my angel just . . . disappears when Riku's around me. I don't get it.

It took me a while to get ready for school today, mostly because I kept stopping to think. My mom was yelling at me to get down. She was probably on my case because of last night's incident. She probably thought I was doing drugs or something.

I rolled my eyes at that thought. I don't drink.

Hauling my backpack over my shoulder, I headed downstairs . . . to find Riku sitting there. I would've grinned at him, but this time, it felt like my heart dropped down into my stomach. The presence of my angel disappeared immediately.

"Hey, Riku," I said as casually as I could, trying to hide my frustration. I avoided looking in his eyes—he could find something out instantly if I did. Once when we were younger, I was afraid that there was some monster under my bed. I didn't want to tell Riku, because he'd think I was a wimp. So I didn't tell him. But for one instant, he looked directly into my eyes, and it was like he saw into my soul, and said to me, "There's no monster under your bed, Sora." It was pretty weird.

"Riku, have you had your breakfast yet?" I heard Mom ask.

"No, I haven't."

"Would you like some?"

"That's okay. We're kind of late as it is," he replied smoothly. That was Riku. All cool—he was number one. And me? I was number two.

"See you, Mom," I said hastily, opening the door quickly. I didn't want her to question me about drugs or anything. As Riku said, we were already late.

We were about halfway from school when I finally had to ask Riku this question. It was twisting up my stomach, and the words were about to come out of my mouth, anyway.

"My mom asked you to walk me to school, too?"

"You got it."

Great. Now I'm stuck with Riku for the whole day. The only time when my angel would be there is at night . . . and when I get home from school, it's usually all homework or straight to bed.

School was normal—Riku and I got in trouble again for goofing around. I really tried to pay attention this time, but the teacher was doing the 'funniest thing', as Riku said. And it was pretty funny. Our teacher tends to reach into his lunch bag and eat something really quick, and a kid put a chalk stick in there, and he ate it. Soon enough, there was an eraser in there, and finally, Riku put in this frozen piece of last month's cafeteria food in there. So, our teacher ate it, and when he asked who put it in there, everyone (but me) pointed at Riku. And if Riku gets in trouble, I get in trouble.

Other than that, it was a normal day. I tried as hard as I could not to think about my angel. I couldn't even sense his presence anymore. I kind of forgot what it felt like, too. I was back to being . . . normal. But I didn't want to be . . .

"Riku."

"Hm?"

"I can walk home by myself today. I promise, I'll be okay."

"Sora . . ." Riku eyed me suspiciously, and I averted his glance by looking down at the ground. He was trying to look into my eyes. It's like they were so readable. After a while, he sighed. "Your mom made me promise to walk you home, so I will."

"But I'm not on drugs!" I blurted out on accident.

Riku grinned slyly. "I knew it."

I couldn't help but grin back. "Riku?"

"Yeah?"

"Thanks."

2nd Person View

Sora sighed deeply, sinking into his bed. It had been a pretty long day. Once he heard Riku close the door, his angel's presence came flooding back to him. Sora smiled, closing his eyes. "Now what am I going to do . . .?"

"Weild the keyblade."

Sora's eyes wrenched open, and he jerked up in bed. "W-what?"

"Weild the keyblade, Sora . . ."

"I don't know . . ." Sora's voice trailed off, sapphire optics wide with worry.

"Wield the keyblade . . ."

And with that, the comfort of knowing his angel was there shattered. He was alone now.

Really alone.

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Author Notes: I promise, the next chapter'll be better. It'll kind of come together. Well, review already! XD Pleeeaase?