Diclaimer: I don't own Kingdom Hearts.
Note: Written for LJ's "30kisses" comm for Theme 20: The Road HomeThe Red Army
The road to get back what they lost stretched on before them, long and daunting, the rocks in their shoes forever seeming to grow in size. Their goal was as virtuous and respectable as any other, though their plan to achieve it was questionable and violent. Their pursuit of happiness was riddled with pot holes, missteps, and wrong turns; with road signs they didn't stop to see until they were too lost to read them. It was a means unfit for their ends but they were someone else's tools, put to work like a hammer and a sickle; they couldn't see where they were going anyway.
They held in their palms power and knowledge never before imaginable, the world's new best and brightest, but abuse of the wrong substance can make anyone addicted; swifter than a bolt of lightning and original intentions are forgotten. They had never meant for any of this pain, for none of this blood-- but a kiss is a curse when it means sleep and not love, like a virtue become a vice misapplied.
"I think I loved him once, but it's hard to keep it straight; you can't be sure what love is, without a heart."