A/n Hi! I just feel so inspired since the world survived through June 6th, 2006! So far, I have only a handful of hits, with 1 REVIEW! But that won't bring me down. I just feel like doing the next chapter...also, those who are familiar with YEWYD, guess what! The next chapter is coming up next Saturday, so I hope y'all will forgive me...hey, its summer, so I finally have time!
Sora: But I though you liked us better.
Spider: I like Invader Zim just a little more than you all, but I still love you Sora.
Zim: Besides, I'm so much better than you stinky key-wielding earth babies!
Riku: At least we're not short and green...
Zim: You dare invoke the wrath of ZIM! (pulls out giant laser)
(Riku pulls out Way to the Dawn and starts fighting with Zim)
Kairi: Maybe you should just start the story before this gets...
Spider: ...horribly graphic for the readers?
Kairi: Yeah...something like that... (watches in horror as Zim starts pulling Riku's gorgeous hair)
Spider: NO! Sora, can you do the honors?
Sora: Sure! Now introducing the next chapter of The Farther Journey!
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Chapter 2: The Daughter
"...And this room is for Sora and Riku." Yuffie said happily as she opened the door to their room in the magically renovated house that belonged to Merlin.
"Nice..." Sora said as he inspected the room. It had bunks and a bathroom, but also included a computer.
"What's the computer for?" Riku asked as he threw his backpack on the lower bunk.
"I dunno, but it sure is nice, isn't it? I think Cid put it in here with you for personal needs or something like that or you can chat with Tron...well, goodnight!" The hyper girl said in a flash, then closed the door, leaving the two boys alone and confused in the ninja girl's hyperness that vaguely reminded them of Selphie.
"Dibs on the top!" Sora yelled as he scrambled to the top bed. Riku rolled his eyes, and fell back on the bottom, staring at the bottom of the top bunk, creaking under Sora's weight.
"Remember when I said I was jealous of you, Sora? I take that back."
Sora poked his spiky brown head from the top bunk, frowning at the silver-haired boy.
"At least my hair doesn't make me look like a girl. Ever heard of scissors?" The pouting boy retorted as Riku glared at him.
"And this is coming from the boy who pouts like a girl, has unbelievably long eyelashes, and frets whenever he smells like dirt."
"Excuse me for caring about my hygiene." Sora said as he hopped from the top bunk and headed for the door.
"Where are you going?" Riku inquired as Sora stood in the doorway.
"Gonna go see Kairi; I think I'll go try to—"
"Tell her how much you feel like tasting papou fruit?" Riku smirked as the younger boy flushed bright red, and gave Riku a look that rivaled Donald's in a mix of indescribable frustration and embarrassment.
"Shut up. At least I don't—"
"Have a brain to come up with a better comeback." Riku finished innocently, chancing a chuckle before he felt a fluffy softness of a pillow come in direct contact with his pale face.
"Quit doing that." Sora stepped out into the hallway, and disappeared from sight.
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Kairi brushed her hair after she changed into a light pink nightgown, the darkness of the room combining with the fabric making Kairi look like a pale ghost. She looked at Miho, who Kairi insisted to a worried Yuffie that she stay in her room. She didn't know why, but the girl seemed awfully familiar to her.
Miho curled into the sheets of the twin-sized bed across from her own bed, a slight frown adorning her features. Kairi looked at her in curiosity before setting down the brush to get into her own bed when she was interrupted by a knock at the door.
Kairi sighed irritably, slightly annoyed, but opened the door anyway to find a slightly flustered Sora.
"Sora? What're doing here?" Kairi asked in surprise.
"Well...um...I-I just wan-wanted to check...up on you..." Sora finished timidly, struggling to get his words out without sounding like an idiot, which he was pretty much succeeding at.
She giggled in response due to his flustered ness, which he mistook as a sign of her wanting him to leave. He rubbed the back of his head, mumbling incoherent apologetic babble under his breath and started down the hallway.
"Wait Sora!" Kairi said a little too loudly when she realized he was leaving. He turned, surprised, to see her pale face flushed crimson.
"Yeah?" Sora turned back to Kairi, unnoticeably observing her attire. Pink flowing nightgown with her hair fluttered around her face; cute, and somewhat ethereal.
Sora mentally slapped himself for becoming so pleasantly distracted.
"Well, you were the one who came to my door...so what?" Kairi replied, starting to confuse herself as to who had the lead in this conversation. Obviously, both teens were getting no where.
"How about we talk in your room?" Sora asked, slightly timid, hoping Kairi wouldn't take his request as some sort of perverted excuse to get inside her room...which it wasn't.
"Sure." Kairi pulled him inside, much to Sora's surprise and shock when he saw Miho in the room, sleeping in the other bed.
"I'm a little worried about her..." Kairi said quietly, brushing a few strands out of the girl's face.
"Well, she hasn't tried anything, has she?" Sora inquired, studying Miho's face. Her skin was slightly pale, despite her tanned appearance, and her reddish brown hair was in tangles.
"No...but Sora, do you get the feeling we've met her somewhere before?"
Sora was still looking at Miho's face. True, she did look familiar in a sense, but he couldn't precisely put his finger on it.
"Well...I get this feeling...but it's probably nothing. Besides, I don't remember seeing her on the island when we were younger, or anytime in our life..."
"Well, you didn't remember Namine either, but then she immersed herself in your memories at Castle Oblivion..." Kairi's voice had an edge of bitterness, remembering when the blonde-haired girl replaced Kairi's place in Sora's memories with herself. She couldn't help but feel a bit jealous of her, even though Namine was her Nobody.
I'm sorry for what I did...
Kairi's negative emotions melted away, a smile on auto-pilot spreading across her face as she heard Namine's whispered apology.
"Hmm...this feeling is different, somehow. Argh, this is confusing." Sora rubbed his temples, fighting off the beginnings of a headache.
"I told you not to think too hard, you'll hurt yourself." Kairi smirked as Sora gave her a pout.
"Well, back to the matter at hand now, mom. Who is she?"
At that moment, Miho's eyes snapped opened, startling the two. She sat up slowly, watching Sora and Kairi with a curious expression on her face. Miho opened her mouth, as if about to say something, then quickly rushed from the bed and latched herself to Kairi's arm, hiding behind her figure.
"Hey, what's she doing?"
"I think she's afraid of you Sora...its okay, he won't hurt you." Kairi said gently to the girl, but she stubbornly, flat-out refused to reveal herself.
"..." Miho stared at Kairi, coming from behind her after a few seconds. She stared into Kairi's sapphire blue orbs, as if trying to recollect a memory from within her. Out of the blue, she pulled the red-haired girl into a bone-crushing hug, shaking, much to the confusion of the two teens.
Kairi, unsure of what to do, pat her gently on the back, all the while Miho clung on tighter, her arms wrapped tightly around Kairi's. Kairi looked at Sora briefly for some kind of assistance, but froze as a single solitary word fell from the once-silent girl's lips; a gentle sound as pure as the first word of a child.
"Mama..."
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Riku watched in confusion, as he was observing the entire scene from the doorway. Sora was just standing there, mouth agape at what Miho just muttered. Kairi, as if by some unknown force, began to gently hug Miho back, confused sobs threatening to spill over as her voice began to crack.
"What...did she just say?" Sora mumbled, his voice somehow gaining control back in his throat.
"I think she just called Kairi 'mama'." Riku said, stating the obvious. Kairi continued to hold Miho, without any questioning or talking much for that matter.
"Miho..." Kairi pulled away from the bright-eyed girl, giving her a hard stare, as if testing her. "What did you just say?"
Miho stared at her confused.
"Mama?" The word reverberated off the wooden walls, an echo that rang through their brains.
An awkward silence hung in the air, Miho in between them with such a look of pure curiosity that Kairi just wanted to shake some sense into her.
Now, Kairi was not a stranger to sarcasm. When they were younger, she would often be the one to take charge when Sora's and Riku's antics got them into loads of trouble. The red-haired gal was often the one dragging them home by curfew, which usually led to some sarcastic 'yes, mom.'
But somehow, hearing a word that was probably one of the most important words in the human dictionary for a child, come from a mysterious girl that fell out of the blue (quite literally, Kairi reminded herself) had awakened new and sudden emotions in Kairi's heart that she couldn't explain.
It filled her mind and led her to a state of panic, but in the back of all the strangeness, she felt a quiet joy.
"Feh, how about that? Her first word." Riku said as he strode over to Kairi, shaking her shoulder to wake her up from her reverie. Kairi just blinked, and sat down on the bed with a soft plop.
"Kairi, are you okay?" Sora sat by her, concern painting his features while he gave Miho a fleeting glance of suspicion.
She shook her head slowly, her eyes glazed over in an almost zombie-like state.
"She's joking."
"Huh?" Kairi's head snapped up to Riku's face, his mouth set somewhere in between a nervous smile, and a grim frown.
"She heard Sora say 'mom', so she's just mimicking what he said. Plain and simple as that."
"Oh..." A wave of relief fell over Kairi, who feebly laughed at herself for getting so worked up. Miho, still looking at them all, dropped her attention to her feet, and began to play with her toes like a toddler.
"She's weird..." Sora said, watching Miho play with her feet with an amused expression on his face. She then grossed them out by putting her foot in her mouth. "Ewww..."
"Not like it's nothing you haven't done before Sora." Riku snickered, watching Sora's face turn beet-red.
"I would not!" The younger boy retorted.
"Would so, your mom has pictures of you doing all that weird stuff when we were really young, like playing in the sand, running nude on the island, and sticking your feet in your mouth...oh yeah, and scratching your ankle like crazy because of this weird birthmark you had..."
"Okay, so I did do that stuff..."
"Sora..." Kairi said, a quiet look spreading over her features. "Can I take a look at your birthmark?"
"Uh...sure." He unzipped his yellow shoe on his right foot, exposing an oddly shaped birthmark distinctly shaped like a star.
"Oh yeah, I remember now. Your mom has the same birthmark on her leg too. Probably hereditary." Riku stated, recalling how many times he asked Sora's mom if it was really a birthmark and not a tattoo.
"Look." Kairi said tonelessly, motioning towards Miho. Sora knelt down beside Kairi, who lifted Miho's tattered dress. Sora's bright orbs widened.
There on her ankle, a blemish on her undoubtedly perfect skin was the same star-shaped birthmark.
Now it was Sora's turn to fall back in shock, his eyes fixed on the child-like girl who now began to run her hands over the star on her flesh. All three just stared at Miho, who blithely ignored them, an innocent smile gracing her face as she laughed as she accidentally tickled her foot.
"It's the same."
"No shit." Riku spat out, getting slightly annoyed because of the continued awkward silences.
"It's the same." Sora repeated dumbly.
It was at that moment the slow trio put two and two together, realization hitting them like a million megatons of gummi material plummeting on their heads.
"I think I know why she looks so familiar..." Riku said slowly and carefully, as though struggling with an internal battle with himself.
"Why?" Kairi gulped, secretly afraid of where this realization was going. She just prayed she was wrong on so many levels of strangeness.
Riku kneeled down to the girl and played with a single strand of her spiky brown-red hair.
"She's your daughter."
The bomb dropped and exploded.
An awkward silence once again filled the room, save Miho's giggles as Riku still absentmindedly continued to play with her hair.
Sora suddenly found his voice as he picked up his mouth from shock at this new information.
"C'mon...Miho is Kairi's...daughter?" Sora laughed nervously, his voice cracking and hoarse.
"Well, she does kinda look like Kairi..." Riku replied, causing Sora to narrow his eyes in anger.
"Okay genius, if Kairi is Miho's mom, who is the...father?" Sora finished, his voice quieted.
Kairi sat up, staring at the two boys, a faint blush rising on her pale face.
"Don't you get it Sora?" Kairi's voice shaking, half from embarrassment, half from pure excitement.
"Tanned skin, crystal blue eyes...star-shaped birthmark."
Kairi looked down at Miho, who was now staring at them in child-like curiosity.
"Well then...who?"
"Damn it Sora! Even I'm not that dense!" Riku yelled out of frustration. He grabbed Sora by the shoulders and shook him despite his protests.
"Look at her! Look. At. Her." Riku stared at Sora, as if trying to burn the answer into his sky-blue orbs.
"She's your daughter. You, Sora, are her father."
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