Riku and Sora walked hand in hand up the driveway to Riku's father's mansion. Riku walked up to the door and put his key into the lock. It turned easily.

"So, daddy dearest hasn't changed the locks yet." Riku was sarcastic, yet a little relieved.

"Yeah well, he did leave just after the incident in the bank, so I don't think he'll have had time to." Sora walked in and up the stairs.

"My dad's room is-"

"Second door on the left." Sora and Riku said in unison.

"Riku chuckled. "So you remember."

"I don't forget much you tell me." Sora smiled at Riku.

"Really?" Riku was intrigued. "Well then, what did I ask you to do just before I had a shower?"

"Well, after I refused to get in there with you, you asked me to make you two ham sandwiches with the crusts cut off and a glass of hot chocolate. I then told you to-"

"Why do you remember all this stuff?" Riku cut Sora off.

"Because it's not what's said, it's who says it." Sora smiled at Riku. They had gotten into Riku's father's room, and were in front of the king-size bed. Sora pulled Riku to him and pulled Riku's head down to whisper in his ear. "And do you remember what I said to you when we were at the docks?"

"That I'm gonna have the best day of my life. I still think you were messing arou- ooh." Riku moaned slightly as Sora began to nibble on his ear while his hands unbuttoned Riku's shirt.

"I'm gonna show you that no one can satisfy you like I can." Sora then pushed Riku back onto the bed.

Before Riku could move Sora was straddling his hips. Sora then leaned down and claimed Riku's mouth. As their tongues fought for dominance Riku pulled Sora's shirt up and they broke apart so Riku could pull it off, and then they were kissing again.

As Riku stroked Sora's bare back, Sora stretched out so he was lying on top of Riku.

Sora broke the kiss and moved down Riku's neck, sucking and kissing and biting, all of which elicited groans of approval from the male under him.

Suddenly, a crash was heard downstairs. Sora felt his lover freeze, and neither of them moved. They heard footsteps on the floor below.

"My dad's back!" Riku hissed.

"Oh SHIT!" Sora was off Riku and looking around for his shirt as Riku hurriedly got up. He paused, lied back down, and then got off the bed again.

"That's weird…" he murmured.

"What?" Sora asked distractedly, finally finding his shirt in a corner of the room where Riku had thrown it and pulling it on.

"The bed. When I was on it I felt some sort of… I don't quite know how to explain it, but it was like I was being sucked in.

"Sucked in?" Sora was, as usual, perplexed.

"Yes, it was like the bed had its own gravitational pull-"

"Don't be silly Riku; everyone knows that beds don't have gravitational pulls…" Sora stopped, thinking.

"Under the bed!" They shouted in unison, before remembering Riku's dad was in the house.

"Help me pull the bed." Riku whispered.

They pulled the bed away and what they saw in its place was surprising. The keyhole itself was slightly larger than normal, but there was a black cloud of smoke around it, and smoke was steadily wafting out.

The keyblade materialised in Riku's hand.

"What now?" Riku asked, bemused.

"Just point your keyblade at the keyhole and watch what happens." Riku looked sharply at the window, and his eyes narrowed as he stared at the black figure of Maleficent.

"Why are you here?" Sora almost demanded.

"Do you want any help or not? You obviously don't know what to do, I'm only trying to help, but don't get me wrong. This was just your practice run, after this one you're on your own. And I won't go easy on you. So be prepared." As quickly as she had appeared, Maleficent was gone.

"I hate the way she does that." Sora said, a shiver running down his spine.

"So do I." Riku said. Turning to the keyhole, he raised his weapon. "Let's see if she really did help."

Riku pointed his keyblade at the hole under the bed, and for a moment nothing happened. Then Riku began to hear voices speaking in whispers, and he had to concentrate to hear what they said.

"Concentrate…"

"Become one with your blade…"

"Focus…"

"Clear your mind…"

"Take your time…"

"Remember to breathe…"

As Riku listened to the voices he did as they advised. He took in a deep breath, and exhaled slowly. He then cleared his mind and focused on the weapon in his hand. He could feel the slight pulsing, and he focused on it, and as he did so it became stronger.

"Riku, hurry, your father's coming!" Sora's voice was filled with panic.

Riku's eyebrows furrowed, and his eyes closed in concentration. The pulsing was getting stronger and stronger. Suddenly, he felt an explosion. He opened his eyes, and saw a ray of light shooting from the tip of his keyblade into the huge black keyhole. He heard more voices, this time they seemed to be coming from inside his head.

"Turn the key… Lock the door… Seal this world…"

Riku felt the keyblade turning in his hands, and he released it. It remained there, hovering in midair. He could still feel the pulsing in his hands. He didn't know what he was doing, but he felt a strong feeling of Déjà vu.

"Keyblade, turn, lock the door." He whispered.

"Louder."

"Lock the door." Riku said, a little louder.

"Louder! Command, don't request .Believe in your words, trust in yourself…"

"Keyblade, lock the door, SEAL THE WORLD!" Riku shouted, and the keyblade didn't hesitate. It quickly turned, and bright light poured out of the keyhole, and as Sora and Riku shielded their eyes, the keyblade returned to its master's hand.

When Riku uncovered his eyes, he was waist deep in black smoke, and it was quickly rising. Try as he might, he couldn't move his legs, he was rooted to the spot. Panicking, he looked over at Sora, who was also being engulfed in smoke.

"Sora, give me your hand!" Riku shouted, extending his arm.

Sora uncovered his eyes, and let out a little scream as he discovered what Riku had earlier.

"Riku, I can't move!" Sora cried helplessly.

Reach out and take my hand!"

Sora reached out, and the tips of their fingers met.

"I can't reach. Riku, I'm scared!" smoke was creeping up Sora's arm, and as his hand was covered, Sora screamed.

"Sora!" Riku's arm was covered, and the smoke was creeping up over his neck, and soon his head was covered. The last thing he heard was his name.

When Riku awoke, he was in bed. Although he panicked a little when he realised that it wasn't his bed.

"Sora… Sora… SORA!" He shouted.

"Hey, hey. It's alright, you're okay." A girl aged roughly fifteen rushed into the room and pulled Riku into a hug, whispering words of comfort until he had calmed down.

"Where's Sora?" Riku asked when the girl finally released him.

"Who's Sora?" She asked, a little puzzled.

"The boy I was with. Blue eyes, chocolate brown hair, a little shorter than me. You must have seen him. And how did I get here?"

You were washed up on the beach, passed out and soaking wet, so I brought you here, to my house. I'm Selphie." The girl replied somewhat chirpily.

"What about Sora?" Riku pressed.

"Well, when I found you, you were alone. And there were no footprints, so this Sora didn't walk away. And I didn't see anyone else on the beach near you."

Riku sat back and let all this information sink in. He was alone. Sora was gone. Lost somewhere. Probably scared out of his wits. And why did the girl's name ring a bell? He had heard it somewhere before. But he quickly dismissed those thoughts; he had to concentrate on finding Sora.

"Hey, Wakka, over here!" Tidus called.

"Whoa, do you think he fell off of a boat?" Wakka asked.

"Ungh"

"He's coming round!" Tidus exclaimed.

Before passing out again, Sora could only call out for one person.

"Riku…?"