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Summary: Kairi is plagued by dreams about her past, and finding her father. She wants to discover the truth of the matter, and learn who she is. Sora and Riku seem to know, but seem unwilling to tell her...
Writer: vires-ultio
Abandoned Princess
Part 3
The boys – if they could still be called that after all they had been through – sat on the wall watching the small waterfall, bare feet dangling in the shallow water while they waited for Kairi. "So… what do we do?" Sora finally asked, kicking his feet in the small pool. "She's going to ask for us to take her sooner or later. Probably sooner."
Riku considered the question thoughtfully, idly running a hand through his silvery hair to push it out of his eyes. "I'm not sure," he admitted. "But think how it would hurt her to find out."
"Maybe not… she's strong." It didn't sit well with Sora to keep secrets. It never had. "And we only suspect." He paused. "And anyway… it's not like she knows as much about him as we do, even if we're right." He was rationalizing making the trip, that much was obvious.
"It's what she doesn't know that makes it worse, Sora," Riku murmured. "You know that."
"Well… you know… if it were me… I'd want to know…" Sora continued rationalizing, heedless of what his friend was saying. "And if no one ever told me, I'd find a way to find out on my own. And it's better if we're with her – to keep her safe…"
Riku almost laughed. "You're hoping to run into those friends of yours, aren't you?" As if he needed to ask. Sora's face was as much of an open book as it had ever been. And besides, maybe it wouldn't be so bad.
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Kairi ran her fingers almost reverently over the countless drawings of her childhood, even as her eyes themselves strayed to the always-locked door that was embedded in the rock wall. Through that door, she thought, there are answers. She had always known that, but never worried about it nearly so much as she did now that she knew the sort of places that lay beyond. The problem was that she didn't hold a key to the door… but Sora did. And so did Riku. However, something made her wonder if they would be willing to help at all. But she had known… perhaps for longer than she wanted to admit, that she was going to ask them. Tomorrow. I can say it's a gift. She nodded to herself, and smiled, fingers now running lightly over the door that had always held such mystery for them all.