Disclaimer: Kingdom Hearts and all related characters and places are not mine. Sadly. :(
Hope you like this! Another really quick drabble... For some reason Sora just won't get out of my head... :D He is way cute--not COOL, but CUTE--in KH2! goes and plays KH2
He can't remember why, or when it actually happened. Maybe a day, or a few years, or a decade—who cares?
He remembers that he was still small. So small and weak. Everyone always said nothing would come out of little, puny Sora, who scraped his knees everyday. That sweet boy, Riku, at least he tries to help. We probably should just leave him alone.
He remembers drawing a smile with blue crayon on a brown paper bag. Maybe it was blue because it was like the sea. Maybe because it was the color of his eyes.
He remembers putting it on, and he was blind for some time. Became trapped in the darkness of that sorry excuse of a mask. He bumped into things and fell and hurt himself, but people always thought he didn't mind. After all, he was smiling, letting out laughing noises even. So they laughed with him.
He cried a little bit each time. But he didn't sob or let them think he was crying. Gradually the tears soaked through the paper bag and made it all soggy. He got tired of the darkness and poked eyeholes in the mask so he could see.
Little Sora can see past the darkness now. Little Sora has eyes now.
Eyes the color of the sea, peeking out of a smiling paper bag.