A/N: Written for a khdrabble (livejournal community) challenge.
Warnings: Angst! D
Disclaimer: Let's see…Squaresoft and Disney, I believe?
Summary: For a few moments, blissful and eternal, everything is like it was back on the island.
They are in the Coliseum, though Sora isn't sure how or why it happened. But it didn't quite matter, because he and Riku both had their childish wooden swords back and they were fighting each other, neither quite caring in their innocence and friendly rivalry who would win, or what would happen to the loser. And he can hear Kairi's voice, clear as a bell, telling them how silly they are for fighting like this even as she laughs merrily at the fun.
For a few moments, blissful and eternal, everything is like it was back on the island. Sora and Riku didn't have to worry about anything other than a few minor bruises, and Riku was innocent, and Kairi was happy and not alone, and that was all that mattered.
But eventually, Sora must wake from his dream. And it is only then that he realizes that he lost his innocence the second he realized that fighting Riku was life or death, and that friendship is not truly forever. He stares down the long, dark road ahead of him and wonders, not for the first time, if he should have told Riku that all three of them should have eaten the paopu together.