Chapter 2 : A fateful reading

Woo hoo! Second chapter! I'm going at a snail's pace here…I'll try to write a better story I promise!Please bear with me! What? Work? I do my work! I'm never lazy! Heh heh.

"Sora…what an unusual name. I have a feeling your reading will be particularly interesting." Sora blushed, he had a feeling it would be too.

Minerva began turning over cards, one at a time.

"The Tower…separation," she mumbled, "The Devil…unbreakable bonds….are you getting married?"

"Um…no," Sora answered. Minerva raised an eyebrow.

"I see. This is a powerful card to get; it could suggest you will be inexorably tied to someone in the future, or the present."

Sora's thoughts immediately turned to Kairi, and the paopao fruit he had drawn on the cave in Destiny Islands so long ago, that he had wanted to forever share his destiny with her. He nodded to Minerva.

"Yeah, makes sense."

"Next…the Wheel of Fortune, the workings of destiny, the end result of your past actions will become clear…this is a positive sign!" Minerva smiled, and for once, she seemed a little less…insincere.

"AND FINALLY!" she whipped out the last card with aplomb, and slammed it on the little table so the legs shook dangerously, " THE SUN! Light and warmth, happiness lies at the end of the tunnel for you, reunions," Sora jumped at this word, "Victory…" Minerva paused, and gave Sora a strange look he could not decipher.

"Let me tell you something important. All your cards have been of the Major Arcana, suggesting you have a pre determined destiny, one you cannot escape." Her emerald green eyes caught the red light in an odd way. They seemed sad somehow. "Listen well, young Sora, every heart is connected, whether be it the hearts of humans, animals, plants…worlds…" Minerva paused again, and her heavy eyelashes lowered. Sora had quickly inhaled, and she had noticed. "You are very unusual, I sense great sorrow and loss of loved ones in your past, yet you have a powerful spirit, that I'm sure will overcome all obstacles in your path. I believe the Sun card represents your spirit." She positively beamed at him. Sora grinned a little bashfully back at her.

"There are many paths the future can follow, even the tiniest decisions we make, such as whether to put a kettle just there, or move your foot right there, can affect the course of the future, yet you, have only one path, a narrow, straight road that will lead you to wherever you are going. I have never met a person who was so easy to read." She paused again, and gazed at him for a few seconds, before she gave herself a light shake and continued,

"You are a most interesting young man, I shall be keeping a close eye on you, for even fate can be altered by the right person. I have a feeling many powerful people will be attracted to your path. However," she said softly, tossing her sleek raven hair over her shoulder, "Just remember, no matter how dark the world around you may become, there will always be a light to lead you home. I sense you are searching for someone, with your spirit, I know you'll find them."

"Um, thank you!" Suddenly, Minerva reached over and pinched his cheek,

"And you're extremely cute too!"

"Uh!" Sora blushed. Minerva giggled,

"Sorry, being around young guys brings out my youthful side…ahem…anyways, if you ever need any light to guide your path, please visit me again," she clasped his hands in hers, "I'd be very glad of the company." Sora gave her a wide toothed grin. It seemed as if he had made a friend.

"Thanks again, I'll do that, but I really have to off…things to do y'know…"

"Of course, I won't keep you."

Minerva watched as the young man waved and shoved her heavy wooden door open, and disappeared out of sight. Sighing slightly, she snuffed out some candles.

"Ouch, my shoulders are playing up something chronic." Her heavy lashed eyes were swiftly out of focus.

"I suppose I should contact the Master, he will be most interested to hear of this little meeting."

Turning to go back into the small back room in which she lived, she looked back over her shoulder, and said, in a barely audible whisper,

"Good luck, young master of the Keyblade."

Minerva was not the only one watching Sora as he left.