A/N: I didn't get a lot of reviews and it didn't motivate me much. So. Yeah. But I'm updating because I did get some reviews, which makes me happy. I'll shove in some lime moments in some form to satisfy you. But it'll be mostly fluffy lime. Not heavy, "where's meh lemon?" Because that's just weird, Sora's a ghost. o.o

I wrote this a bit ago, but I didn't get a chance to post it. And when I did go to post it, I realized I forgot the title. Whoops.

Disclaimer: No ownage. I'm out of funny disclaimers...

Translucent Wings

Chapter 2 - Masterpiece of a Disaster

Unheard songs play in our heads
The slow sad tune of what went unsaid
The melodies of the chords we play
It's all in the masterpiece, babe

The next day, Riku sat in his assigned seat, fingers interlaced as both hands laid on the desk. The teenager had to fight back his own tears as many quieted sobs broke free throughout the classroom and hallways. The annoucement continued over the loudspeaker.

"And now we will give a moment of silence to Sora..."

"Was I this popular, or... what?" Sora asked, quite clueless. Riku felt awkward to the question, how to answer it was tricky. First of all, he didn't want to tell Sora that many people never knew who he was until now, and he didn't want to just look like he was blurting something random. Quite obviously, nobody else could see the ghost.

"Hey, are you ignoring me?" Riku got an idea and began to pull out a sheet of paper as Sora continued to ask questions incessantly. "I thought you said you were going to be my 'friend!' Don't you--" He saw Riku quickly scribbling on his blank notebook page.

"I'm not going to look like an idiot talking to you. I'm the only one who can see you, remember?" The silver-haired teen bobbed the tip of his pencil up and down a few times as if to think. "As for your other question..." Pause. "I don't know. I never knew you that well, but maybe people just liked your kindness?"

"Okay..."

"Sora was an honorable student in our school, and we hope that his memories with us will remain forever," finished the speaker.

A few more minutes passed before class started.

On the way to a class Riku called, "lunch," Sora floated behind carelessly as the silver-headed teen conversed with a few of his friends. Riku saw something-- somebody out of the corner of his green eye... Kairi. She was crying with a girl with black hair at her side. She was being comforted... it must have been painful for Kairi as well.

Riku, knowing that he would be late for lunch and get in trouble if he stopped for the girl, saw her desperate sadness and it made Riku's heart feel guilty. He dismissed his friends and told them he'd catch up as he moved towards her. Sora, not remembering the face, followed somewhat eagerly.

"You gonna be okay, Kairi?" He walked up to her to offer his condolences. She gave no signal that she had heard him, only staring at the floor. "Hey, I'm sure Sora's all right."

"He's... dead." Was she in disbelief? "Sora... no... Sora..."

Hearing his own name come from her mouth clicked something in the boy, and he was taken into a different realm...

"Sora!" The redhead looked at him, smiling brightly. Kairi... his best friend... "Any luck today?"

"Nope..." He heard his own voice, enveloped with a sadness. "But I got a 'hi!'"

"And that's no luck?"

"It's like that everyday..." A sigh escaped. "Kairi, why am I invisible?"

"You're not invisible," she replied. He felt her hand pat his shoulder. "You're quiet. Although that's not always a bad thing-- I love how cute you are sometimes!"

He came back to reality with Riku's eyes looking into his. "Sora?" He mouthed. "Okay?"

"What? Oh, yeah..." He looked over to the redhead-- Kairi, who was walking away.

"Come on, I'm leaving without you."

"Ah! Hey!" Riku was halfway down the hall, and Sora flew to quickly catch up.

Kairi... suddenly, scattered memories flowed back to him. He remembered when she moved next door when they were both just five... when they used to play in the backyard... other random things came to mind as well. He could recall the halls and classrooms that he once roamed in at the school, he could picture his house and his parents.

But there was something that was unsettling in Sora. These were only the border pieces of the puzzle that perplexed him, the memories lost in the bright light. What was it that kept Sora's soul tied to Earth? Did he even want to remember? The feeling he had... it was discomforting.

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"Here, this is how you look." Riku threw down a newspaper article at Sora, the letters "Obituaries" bold at the top. Blue eyes scanned the paper for his picture until Riku sighed and pointed to a black-and-white picture of the ghost. "This is your face... it says here that you died in a car accident. You were in a car with a friend of yours, Tidus... you died instantly, Tidus is still in the hospital. The car slipped on a patch of black ice, and the car spun into a tree, where your side of the car slammed into the trunk."

"That's depressing," he said dismissively. Riku opened his mouth to retort, when he saw that Sora was actually observing his own picture. "I wasn't too bad looking, I suppose."

"You still look just as cute--" Riku paused, Sora gave him a quizzical look. "...as the girls said..." A blush appeared before the silver-headed teen could cover it with a hand. Sora couldn't help but laugh. "That's not what I meant!"

"Just the way... hahaha... you reacted. Your face reminds me of ripe strawberries!" Riku turned away. "Oh, come on, don't be a sour strawberry!" He continued to giggle in a lower voice as his gaze shifted to the embarrassed expression on his new friend's face.

"I'm not being sour!" He crossed his arms and pouted.

"Yes you are." Sora came closer to him, face nearing towards his. A hand graced Riku's clothed shoulder, and he reacted with a spin of his head. Fortunately, Sora was made of spiritual air and neither of their heads conked together painfully. Instead, their faces met in the most strangest way.

It had been Riku's first kiss, if it even really counted. He had felt Sora's lips on his, but they were cold... no, not even that. They had no heat or cold in them at all... just... dead. Almost like an unfathomable dream.

For a second, they lingered in their position. When they snapped to their senses, they jumped back. Riku's flushed face became a ripe tomato red, while Sora's sense of embarrassment shifted into another dream.

Pale hands scribbled on the paper. Riku's face showed that he was in deep thought. His hand stalled and his eyebrows furrowed. Perhaps he was stuck? Watching from the doorway, Sora's books were gripped tight to his chest. He wondered how much longer he could stand there...

A teacher was sitting at her desk in the front of the room. She shuffled papers about. After a few moments, she looked towards the doorway and at Sora.

"Oh, come on in, Sora, he's just taking a test." Sad that he was found, he walked in quietly. He felt Riku's stare upon him, and he hoped to God that his blush wasn't visible.

"Here's the papers you missed this morning." She handed Sora the small stack of papers, no more than three or four. "Feeling better?"

"A little," he said quietly. He paused when he heard the scritch of Riku's pencil behind him. "I just needed to sleep in this morning."

"Well, I hope you'll be even better tomorrow. We have a lot of work to do."

Sora nodded. "Thank you. Have a good day, Mrs. Robertson."

"You too, Sora."

He mentally argued whether or not to, he spoke softly to Riku as he left, "Good luck," before he walked out, sure that his cheeks were rosy.

"Sora... Sora!" He "woke up" once more, finding himself looking at Riku. If he could feel, his face would definitely be on fire. "You did that today too. What's wrong?"

"I-I..." More memories became vivid in Sora's mind. He knew now what Riku had meant by "teacher's pet," and he remembered being one quite well. He was indeed a loner in his classes-- with the exception of Kairi, who had been in his English class. Riku had been in his English class too, and Geometry as well. But... why had he watched Riku that day? Was it curiousity? Jealousy? He was a popular boy at school. Or was it always that way?

And what had Kairi and Sora been talking about anyway?

"Soooorrrraaaa..." the voice snapped him from his thoughts again. "What is it?"

"Nothing... it's nothing." There was an awkward pause.

Riku wasn't going to give up so easily. "You're starting to sound like yourself again. Nervous, shy Sora." Sora could recall that too... especially since he was starting to feel that way once more. "Do you remember now?"

Another pause. Sora spoke quieter than he had been lately, "Sort of. I... do remember school. And Kairi. And you..."

"You remember?"

"Y-yes."

"Anything else?"

"My parents. That's about it. I'm slowly recalling things, I think my memories are triggered."

"Is that way you suddenly look zoned out?"

"I guess so." Sora couldn't look at Riku anymore. When he looked at him, something pained him. He kept asking himself the same questions over and over... just what was it in Riku that led him here?

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Sora was watching television in the other room. He hadn't been lying when he told Riku that he was finally remembering, he was really acting like himself. It was comforting, but somewhat saddening. Maybe he'd find out why Sora hadn't even crossed to the other side.

He wondered if ghosts really forgot everything when they were "reborn." Or perhaps the impact gave Sora a concussion before he shortly died? It made sense... of course, he had never believed in ghosts before this whole ordeal.

Sighing, Riku tried to remember how he thought of Sora... maybe a clue. Nothing. The boy had practically been an enigma. Particularly quiet, he only spoke up to answer a question in class (and even then he only did so when nobody else would offer) or if he desperately needed an answer to something. Kairi would know, perhaps he could ask her if--

No. Bringing up Sora was a big no-no. She had been very close to him, and Selphie once told Riku that Kairi had a crush on him. He wondered if Sora had been dating her? He was dying to know...

Ah, no pun intended.

He approached Sora, who looked bored as hell. Sora felt him and looked suddenly scared. What had Riku done? He tried to put on his most innocent-looking face as he said, "Hey, Sora... got a question. If you don't remember or don't wanna answer--"

"It's fine, go ahead and ask."

"Er... were you and Kairi close?"

"Best friends, even you knew that. So why ask?"

"Were you... dating?" He watched Sora shudder. 'What the heck...'

"No, we weren't. Why?"

"Juuuust curious." He sat down next to Sora, who was floating above the couch. "I think Kairi liked you."

"You... think?" Sora's eyes suddenly shifted away. He seemed as if he was feeling guilty. Hm. "Oh, geez..."

"What's wrong? Was there somebody else?" His dull gray eyes darted back over, surprised. "W-what?"

"I--" Sora closed his eyes and shook his head. "Nothing."

"You sure?"

"Yes. It's really, truly nothing." But Riku knew this time that he was lying. That was the look of silent hurt.

So why did it hurt Riku too?

A/N: BLAH... this sucks. But I updated for the few who reviewed-- thanks kids. It's nice practice during my downtime for Cinderfella-- which, by the way, I did start updating. But it's haaaaarrrrrd... e.e I'm trying, sorry kids! I'm making the chapter not so pointless... chapter eight should prove easier, you'll see.

Hm. Yeah, reviewing would be ideal. LESS THAN 2 WEEKS TIL KINGDOM HEARTS 2! I can't contain my excitement! Did ya know there's going to be a KH3? O.o Yeah, I saw someone posted a topic on Gaiaonline about it... egads.