Oh, poor Sam. No progress yet on my attempt to kidnap riku. day twelve.
Don't Own Kingdom Hearts, or anything besides Sam and Eric.
Chapter 5
by hanyou-samurai
Still crying, I quickly stuffed random clothes into a black bag. I took my credit card and stuffed it into a hidden pocket on my pants. I looked wildly around for my cell phone, then remembered it was in the pocket of my Organization cloak. I fumbled while taking it out, and my razor phone fell to the floor, falling open. I knelt to pick it up, and saw my picture. It was a picture of Zexion sleeping. He was smiling slightly. I was very lucky that I had had my camera with me at that time. Shaking from emotions, I picked it up, closed it, and put it in another pocket.
I swiftly glanced around my room for anything else that I would need. I saw a picture by my bedside table. I picked it up and looked at it with love. I don't remember that night that well. According to Roxas, Axel had slipped something into my drink (we had been in town, hitting a few parties, and basically acting like teenagers) and gotten me drunk on purpose. In the picture, I have an arm around a blushing Zexion's shoulder, and I'm kissing him on the cheek. He's half smiling.
I looked at the picture fondly, then my will almost broke, and I almost went back to Zexion. I gritted my teeth, my resolve back, and slammed the picture onto the ground.
The glass and the frame shattered, sending splinters everywhere. Not caring anymore, I walked across the glass to my dresser. I left bloody footprints on the ground.
In one sweep of my arm, I knocked all my little glass ornaments and figurines onto the ground. They shattered too. My tears had dried up. I had become the unfeeling Nobody I had been when I first came to the Organization.
Taking my swords, I slashed my bed, my curtains and the pictures and paintings hung on my wall.
Stuffing a first-aid kit and my shoes into my bag, I opened a portal. I took one last look at my demolished room. I could never come back here now. If I could not find something to fill the void, I would die. I would force myself to forget about Zexion, and kill myself in the very thing that I sought.
Before I entered the portal, I walked back to my dresser, across broken glass, to my pendant. I picked it up, and my hand clenched around it. It drew blood from my palm. My blood was cobalt blue, like my eyes. I put the pendant down, then walked to the portal once again, grabbing my Organization cloak and putting it on as I passed it.
I stepped through the portal, not caring where it led me.
After a few seconds, I ended up in Betwixt and Between. I dropped my pack and sat down, holding my knees to me as I tried to plan where to go. Anywhere that would seem to spark my magic.
I had nothing left for me as a Nobody. Nothing except for Zexion. And I had pushed him away. I might as well go back to the Destiny Islands and try to become human once again. Or at least regain my human memories, explaining why my blood was blue, and why I had visions of the future.
I stood up and opened a portal to the Destiny Islands.
all done! r&r