Namassuki

After All, We Are Meant To Be Together

Disclaimer: Kingdom Hearts and Final Fantasy is not mine.

Chapter 11: The Dream's Change.

"Who the hell are you!" - Roxas, Kingdom Heart II


"Um…I love you," Sora said at one figure before him. He tried to look at the figure's face but couldn't because the face of the figure was covered by thick smoke. He furrowed his eyebrows when the figure didn't reply any answer, like always, in his dream. "A-Aren't you going to answer that?" Sora asked, biting his bottom lip.

"Why should I?" the figure asked back. Sora bowed, somehow feeling hurt inside because for him, the voice sounds familiar and the person's tone sound angry to him.

"Don't…you love me?" Sora asked without looking at the person. He held his tears from falling as he listened to the sound of footstep, indication the person was approaching him or walking away. But since the sound getting louder, it could only mean one thing.

He raised his face slowly, saw the person's feet, body, arms, shoulders but not the face because the face still covered by the annoying smoke. He took a deep gulp as he waited for the person's reply though he already knew what will the person replied to him because every time this happened, it always been the same.

"You know it already," said the person. Sora blinked.

"Huh?" Sora blinked again. 'T-This is weird…wasn't he supposed to say 'I don't love you'?' He was startled a bit when the person's hand touched his cheek. 'The hand…' He shakily touched the person's hand and found it was so large and strong. 'The hand…so warm…so…familiar…' "What…do you mean?"

"You know the answer already, Sora," said the person. Sora gulped.

"Yes…I know already," Sora said, slowly retreat his hand from the warm one. Only then, he was startled when the warm hand clutched his firmly, not wanting to let it go. Sora bit his bottom lip, feeling hurt inside as he thought of the real answer. "I'm sorry for asking it…I don't know who you are b-but it hurts me when you…"

"Moron," said the person. Sora blinked. "I love you."


Sora woke up in start. Sweats trickled down from his forehead down to his neck, making him felt cold and shiver when the sweats made contact with the air around him. His eyes were wide in shock, confusion and perplexity as he thought of his dream just now.

He had always had the very same dream almost everyday. All the words, all the actions were the same but just now, the dream was a bit different. The first part was the same, until when the person touched his hand and the replied he got. Thinking about the warm familiar hand, Sora couldn't help but to think of one possible person who had such hand.

Who wouldn't know when everyday he will touch that hand or the person will held his firmly. Especially after last night when he had fainted and the very person held his in such soft and gentle manner. The very same hand he had hold last year before the battle with darkness and when he found…

"You're awake."

"H-Huh?" Sora blinked at the young man standing by the bed next to him. He found himself staring into beautiful deep aqua eyes belonged to none other than of his best friend, Riku. "Um yeah, I'm awake now," Sora said.

Riku quirked his eyebrow, sensing something's up with Sora before he flopped down next to the brunet. "How do you feel?" he asked.

"Good," Sora replied as he showed his wide nervous grin. 'Why would I even nervous!' Riku frowned.

"Are you sure?" Riku asked.

"Yes," Sora replied.

"…"

"…"

"…sure?" Riku quirked his eyebrow this time. Sora gulped before he bowed. "Sora?"

"I-I've been having a dream…this lately," Sora said. Riku stayed silent. "Well, nightmare to be exact."

"What kind of nightmare?" Riku asked.

"Nightmare of…being rejected?" Sora answered unsurely. Riku stunned. "It's silly actually b-because this person who rejected me is-"

"Who?" Riku asked.

"A guy!" Sora exclaimed loudly before he quickly covered his mouth with his hands. He saw Riku's eyes widened when then he shuddered as Riku's eyes darkened and narrowed.

"Who?" Riku's tone harsh. Sora gulped.

"I don't know," Sora replied.

"…you don't know?" Riku asked. Sora nodded weakly.

"I couldn't see the face," Sora said.

"Then how do you know it's a guy?" Riku asked.

"Um…because of his hand," Sora said.

"He touched you?" Riku's voice went deeper.

"W-Well, it's large and warm…" Sora said, his face turning red. Riku frowned badly.

"So, he touched you?" Riku asked. Sora nodded. He heard the silver-haired young man cursed under his breathe. "Since when did you have this dream of being rejected by this guy?" Riku asked in annoyed tone.

"Since we returned to the island," Sora replied.

"…you have any idea who is it?" Riku asked. Sora gulped.

"I think so," Sora said.

"Who?" Riku asked.

"…y-you want to know?" Sora asked. Riku nodded. "Why?" Sora asked. Riku stiffened.

"Can't I?" Riku asked back.

"Well…it's just that…"

"You don't want me to know," Riku said.

"Um…"

"You hate me?" Riku asked.

"No! I never hate you, Riku!" Sora said quickly.

"Then why don't you want me to know?" Riku asked, eyebrows furrowed.

"It's just that…" Sora bowed and bit his lip.

"Never mind," Riku said. Sora looked at Riku in perplexity and watched as Riku left the bed and headed out. He then let out a heavy sigh and closed his eyes softly.

"It was you, Riku…" Sora said. "The guy was you…"