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Disclaimer: I do not in any shape or form own anything of Kingdom Hearts... it hurt saying that Oh, but I do own like all the video games... does that count?
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~*~(Story Start)~*~ Roxas's P.O.V.
Roxas watched as the heartless faded away, leaving a dust of black smoke and a pink heart floating to the endless blue sky. He then looked over at the brunette, taking in his spiked hair and tan skin. Who was this boy...? And why did he seem so familiar? Roxas blinked and crouched down next to the now unconsious boy, he lifted his finger to brush away some hair from his face, but then stopped, unsure of what exactly he was doing. He felt close to this boy, but that's impossible, Nobody's don't feel. But then... nobody's don't have a heartbeat either. Roxas sighed heavily and gazed out upon the ocean, taking in the rolling blue waves and the salty smell of the air. He didn't know this place, at least, he doesn't remember ever being in a place like this before. He clenched his fist on his keyblade, not quite ready to release it. Where was he? What happened to his darkness?
A groan escaped from the tanned boy, making the blonde look down at him. He expected the boy to wake up but the boy simply turned his head to the side, another moan exiting his mouth. Roxas frowned and looked up once more, quickly notticing the area shifted again. Dark skyscrapers surrounded the two boys, rain continuesly pouring from the forever blackened sky. Roxas's mouth twitched, he knew this place. Neon signs of pink, yellow, green, and orange gave little light but the main light source was something else. Roxas strained his neck up, glaring almost hatefully, at the huge heart shaped moon shining brightly in the black. He didn't want to be here, he never wanted to be here. His memory may be clouded but this place gave off a evil aura, his body was screaming for him to run.
A dull pain throbbed in his temple, slowly reaching out across his brain. Roxas clenched his teeth, the pain becoming more intense by every second. Pictures flew by his eyes, making Roxas lightly gasp. A man with fire red hair, a black coat, heartless, nobody's... a smiling ocean eyed boy. What was all this images? Quickly the pictures faded, making Roxas fall onto his hands and knees, he gasped for air to fill his lungs. He... he didn't understand. What was that? Was that his... past? "R-Roxas?" Said boy looked over, flinching at the wide blue eyes staring at him. Those eyes... Slowly Roxas stood, staring down at the boy. Just who was he? "Roxas!" The boy stood up and started to move towards the blonde but Roxas backed away, making the smiling boy quickly frown.
"Who are you?" Roxas asked, his tone a little harsh. The brunette winced, pain flooding his ocean blue eyes. Roxas took another few steps back, his feet making splashes in the puddles. The tanned boy looked down, his bangs hiding his face. Roxas stopped and stared at the boy, wondering what he was doing. A few mumbles escaped and drifted to the blonde's ears but they were too low to decipher. Roxas blinked, this boy seemed to know him but he's never seen this boy in his life. "Hey..." Roxas softly muttered but the boy didn't answer. Roxas bit his lip, tasting the faint tinge of blood. Suddenly the boy looked up, determination flashing fiercely in his eyes.
"If it's the last thing I'll do, I'll make sure you remember Roxas! I'll make sure you're free and living in the sun, the moon, and living with air! I'll make sure you're alive Roxas, I promise!" Then the boy flashed, disappearing from the dark, rainy world. Leaving Roxas alone with the place he hates more than anything.
Sora's P.O.V.
The brunette boy shot up, his fingers tangling in his sheets. Roxas... he saw Roxas! "Sora...?" Said boy looked over, seeing sleepy jade eyes staring at him. "What's up? Nightmare about no more food left in the world again?" Sora glared and let out a huff, crossing his arms in a pouting manner. The silver haired man simply chuckled and sat up slolwy, lifting his arms up in a stretch as he did so. "No seriously, what's up?" Sora frowned, his eyes drifting away from his best friend. Roxas was trapped, and he doesn't remember anything... he didn't even know who he was. Should he tell Riku? Would Riku help him? "Sora?" Sora sighed lightly and gazed back over at the jade eyed man. Guess he should trust him not to get angry.
"I saw Roxas." The boy stopped, waiting for Riku's reaction. At first his face went blank, but then his eyes flashed that dangerous hue before going blank once more. Sora waited silently, waiting for Riku to calm down. For some reason the silver hired man really disliked Roxas. Riku stiffly nodded, giving him permission to go on. "He doesn't remember anything and he's trapped in his nightmares." Riku frowned at that, his eyes glinting in empathy. He understood that pain, he could share that same feeling as the blonde. But Roxas supposedly didn't feel anything... " He seemed so lost Riku, he was backing away from me and he was the one who held the keyblade. I, for some reason, couldn't summon my own... Roxas had his though."
"The keyblade is a symbol of hope and courage. It is a way of fighting, it symbolizes life and the hope to stay alive. If Roxas could summon his, it means he's not completely lost yet. He still is fighting." Riku spoke softly, Sora nodding in agreement. "But that doesn't explain why yours wouldn't come..." Riku glanced over at the blue eyed boy. "Maybe it's because you were in Roxas not yourself at that time. Tell me of your surroundings." So Sora told him, watching as the jade eyes slowly dimmed in pain. "It sounds like the place where we fought, me and Roxas... where he was so close in beating me. I had to let the dark take over completely to win." Sora frowned and looked down, his own blue eyes fading in agony. "Roxas is living his life of a Nobody again it seems, do you know if he knew what Organization 13 was?" Sora shook his head. Riku sighed, running his hands through his hair. "I'm not sure then... we could try and contact Mickey."
"How though? We don't have a Gummi Ship." Sora pointed out making Riku groan. The silver haired boy shrugged and laid back down, pulling Sora down with him. Sora let out a sigh through his nose, slowly closing his eyes as his head hit his pillow. "Riku...?"
"Hm?"
"Do you think Roxas can ever be free?" Sora glanced over at his best friwnd before shifting away again. He heard Riku rustle the covers, lifting them over there bodies.
"I don't know Sora... I don't know."
~*~(Chapter End)~*~
That's it for chapter three, sorry it's knida short but a lot has been happening lately. Review and vote for either Roxas or Riku. The next chapter will have the chosen boy. See ya next time!