A/N: This is a little thing I wrote on how Riku and Sora first met. In this, Riku has transferred to a new elementary school. He is in first grade, while Sora is in kindergarten. They are in the same class because their school has mixed grades (i.e. K and 1st are together, 2nd and 3rd, 4th and 5th). Also, Riku has a brother. I didn't give any of the other characters names because they are not important to the story and I wanted to leave it up to the reader as to who the other characters are.
This is in Riku's point of view.
Disclaimer: I do not own Kingdom Hearts. Original, eh?
It was cold, dull, and gray; a mirror image of my feelings. I was starting at a new school, and it was the first day of first grade; the day my life would change forever.
I was nervous, and afraid to leave my mom. What if no one liked me? What if I didn't make any friends? What if the giant strangers my mom called teachers gave me hugs equally as giant and squeezed the life out of me? The word school meant only one thing to me. Doom. Okay, I admit, I was actually excited about starting school. I had been jealous that my brother had homework and not me (because, of course, everything he did and had was so amazing), and now I would finally have some of my own. I'll tell you now, I was never excited about homework ever again…
The bell rang, doing nothing to calm my nerves. All the other students and their parents piled into a small, friendly-looking room. Paper numbers lined the walls, and the alphabet was tacked up around the room. Not to mention the toys. There were costumes, miniature animals, board games, there was even a loft filled with stuffed animals. The sight of this promised lots of playtime. Maybe school wouldn't be so bad after all…
My aqua eyes shifted to the other kids. Like me, they were nervous. Some were hiding behind their fathers, others were tightly holding on to their mothers' hands. But one of them wasn't. A small, spiky-haired brunette boy sat all by himself, perched on a tiny tree stump. Yes, a tree stump. What it was doing there, I didn't know, but it was currently supporting a very lonely looking boy whose hair greatly reminded me of a porcupine.
Just then, the teacher called us together and instructed us to sit in a circle around the room. My mom, immediately obeying, joined the somewhat lumpy circle, and I comfortably placed myself in her lap, brushing my silver bangs out of my eyes as I did so. Once everyone was situated, we were told to go around the circle and say our names. When we got to porcupine boy, I listened intently. I wanted to know this boy's name.
"Sora…" the brunette practically whispered, staring at his overly-sized shoes.
Sora? I thought, Isn't that a girl's name? This, added to the unruly chocolate spikes and giant yellow shoes several sizes too big, put a single thought into my head. Sora was weird.
It was recess. My mom had left, and I was alone. Outside, there were lots of things to do. There kick-balls, a sandbox, scooters, monkey bars, slides, a tire swing…all of which were completely covered with kids. I desperately wanted to play with someone, but it wasn't like I could go up to someone and ask to join their game. Well, I could, but I wasn't going to. So I resulted in staring at the ground.
Suddenly, I heard a small, quiet voice speak, and I realized they were talking to me.
"Hi…What's your name?"
I looked up. It was porcupine boy. Why was he talking to me?
"Riku," I replied, a little uncertain. "What's yours?"
I already knew the answer. Who could forget a boy with a girl's name?
"Sora," he answered, more confidently. There was a pause, in which Sora stared at me with his giant, blue eyes. After several seconds, he seemed to remember that we were having a conversation, if it could be called one. He pursed his lips together, before slowly, hopefully asking, "Do you want to play with me?"
I couldn't believe it. Sora, the boy with the porcupine hair and the girl's name, asked me to play with him. I was so relieved. I had someone to play with, I wouldn't have to be alone. Maybe he wasn't as strange as I thought…
"Sure!" I said enthusiastically, nodding my head. The moment I said that one word, the biggest grin I had ever seen appeared on Sora's face. He grabbed my hand and ran off toward the slides, me in tow.
From that day on, Sora was my best friend. He was no longer weird. I admired him. In fact, I worshipped him, not that I'd ever tell him that. He had the courage to walk over to me and say hi, even though it was obvious he was even less outgoing than me.
Years later, when picking my brother up from a summer camp, I met one of his counselors. Her name was Sora. I bet you can guess exactly what I thought.
Isn't that a boy's name?
A/N: There you go, my version of how Sora and Riku first met. It's a little weak there near the ending, but I wasn't sure how else to phrase that. Oh well…
This is actually based on how I met my best friend on the first day of kindergarten…She has a name that is used for both boys and girls. When I first heard her name, I actually did think she was weird because her name was boyish sounding…heh heh. I'm ashamed of that…Now I think of her name as a girl's name (eight years will do that to you).
On that note, anyone care to comment? A review (good or bad) will make me very happy…
