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Chapter
3 � Significant other
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Hoax, spring/summer 1253

The church bells resonated throughout the whole country, celebrating the
union between Hoax and Emyra through the marriage of their heirs.
It was a bright, warm morning in late May, the red royal carpet had been
rolled out on the stairs of the cathedral, many white rose petals fell from the
sky, welcoming the to be wedded couple.
Dressed in a stunning white robe with a long, transparent veil covering
her features and a tail decorated with real pearly white flowers, the princess
stepped out of her carriage in front of the stone steps and immediately got
acclaimed by the massive crowd behind her on the plaza and behind the many
guards the long the stairs towards the entrance of the church. Her signature,
long auburn, curly hair laid freely behind her for once, replacing the usual
braided tail, and had small, white roses in it.

"We love you, princess
Kilana!"
"Long live the
princess!"
"God bless you,
princess!"

A reserved smile formed itself on her lips behind the veil and she waved
to her subjects, before her two guards came to stand next to her to escort her
up the stairs.
"You look great, princess�"
"Thank you, Ryuu� I'm so nervous," She whispered back towards
the blonde standing right from her, while she threw kisses to the crowd and
waved some more.
"Courage, Kilana," Ryuu whispered back, taking her right hand
and stepping on the first step. "He's waiting for you."
Kilana nodded, taking a deep breath and starting her ascent towards the
opened doors of the cathedral. This was no time for freaking out; she had been
dreading for this day to come ever since she was little and ever since she knew
that she would have to marry a man that she didn't even know. Now the day was
here and strangely, instead of the knots in her stomach, she felt butterflies
flying within her�
In the brief two months that she had gotten to talk to Soryan, she had
come to realise that the grumpy old man she always pictured him to be, actually
was quite the opposite of what she had been expecting�He made her feel quite
the opposite of what she had expected to feel for him�
Maybe it was his level of
intellect that beguiled her to him so much, or the way he could handle the
sword so well or just the way he was so different from the men she knew� Or the
way he just treated her like a woman and knew what it felt like to be of
royalty; possessing everything, but owning nothing at the same time�
Her entire life she had been surrounded by men, seen her father, the
king, had rather wanted a true heir to his throne than a girl as his first and
only child. Only child, because queen Aelitha
died when she gave birth to her daughter, and because the king never remarried
after her.
So she got raised as a boy, learning how to handle the sword, bow, spear and ride the horse like a man. She learnt how to read
and write, but also learnt a few womanly things, like broidery and playing the
harp. But the princess had to admit that she found sword fighting or practising
with her bow more exciting than learning how to cook.
When she was about 8, she once ran away from the castle, wanting to
escape a broidery lesson and bumped into a young boy in the streets. That boy
had been Ryuu, son of Amenon's personal bodyguard.
Upon recognising her, he immediately reported her to the castle and of course
got her in a lot of trouble.
But it was from that day on that they became inseparable, doing most of
the boy stuff together, Ryuu always making sure that the princess never got
hurt and Kilana making sure that she escaped her broidery lessons at least once
a week.
Around her 12^th year,
Riku got assigned to her as her own personal guard. He was only 14 at the time,
but had proven himself to be trustworthy in many ways.
He has been her only true friend throughout the years that she has known
him� and her first crush�

And today he was standing beside her; her first love escorting her to
the man she learnt to love in only two months. She looked at him from beneath
her veil and sighed softly. Even though she knew that he didn't love her
romantically, she just wished that he'd even kiss her once before she was to
become a married woman�
Entering the chilly, enormous space inside the cathedral, she could feel
her breath hitch in her throat at all the faces that turned to look at her in
the entrance. The organ started to play it's marital
tune and she advanced in deliberate steps on the red carpet in the middle of
the two rectangles of guests standing in front of their seats and whispering
praises to her beauty.
Raising her head to look ahead of her, she then saw him standing in
front of the altar, waiting for her with his never dying, reassuring smile.
"Oh my god� this is it�" Kilana whispered, slightly squeezing
Ryuu's hand resting under hers. "I'm so scared�" she then nervously
giggled.
"It's going to be alright," Ryuu soothingly whispered as they
neared the altar. "Be strong, Kilana�" He then let go of her and
handed her over to her father who took over from there and walked with her over
the remaining five meters.
"Father�"
"You look stunning, my daughter�" He whispered, smiling at her
and then kissing her on her forehead as they stood next to Soryan and the
priest, "I am proud of you."
Finally they stood in front of each other, both nervous, but excited.
Soryan slightly bowed his head to his wife to be and she made a courtesy
to her future king. He then gently took her left hand in his right one and
walked her over to the steps leading to the altar, where two kneeling chairs
were standing.

"Pardon me if my hand is shaking in yours, my prince� but my heart
is beating so violently inside my chest and I cannot control it�" The
princess whispered as they both kneeled down in front of the priest.
"Just between you and me, princess, I think that it is my hand
shaking beneath yours and not the other way around�" Soryan whispered,
looking at her with a smile.
A soft chuckle escaped her and she felt reassured, like she always felt
when he was around. It was a good thing to know that he was as nervous as she
was or maybe even more.
"Shall we start your highness?" The priest asked softly,
standing before them with his bible in his hands.
"Ready?" Soryan then asked, giving her an encouraging look and
lightly squeezing their hands together.
"Yes," She whispered back, giving a light squeeze back.
"Please precede, father," The prince whispered, turning his
face towards the priest and nodding.

"Dearly beloveds; we are gathered here today�"

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As the now royal couple shared their first kiss, an eruption of
acclamations had place in the grant cathedral, the sound of rejoicing spreading
itself outside to the crowd that was waiting outside.
The newly wedded couple smiled at each other before turning and smiling
at the crowd inside the church.
Soryan suddenly grabbed his wife's hand and she nodded as he gave her a
questioning look.
As if they had planned it all along, they both ran down the small way in
between the seats as a rain of white rose petals fell down on their heads.
All members of the Emyran and Hoaxian court all let a surprised gasp
before bursting out in laughter at the delightful expression of young and
carefree love.
The church slowly started to empty, everyone still clapping after the
new heirs of the recently joined kingdoms of Hoax and Emyra.
Ryuu was one of the last ones to exit the establishment, staying behind
as he stared at the large cross of the crucified Christ hanging above the
altar.
"I've let him go and thought that it would make me feel better, but
seeing him with the princess� he was so happy�But it's for the best that I did
what I did..." He then lowered his head and prayed silently in himself,
"What I feel for him is wrong and I ask of you to give me the strength to
forget these sentiments of lust I have�"
The tapping of feet suddenly resounded in the abandoned church and Ryuu
slowly turned around to find an old monk standing behind him, leaning on a
walking stick. A pilgrim�?
"Can I help you?" The young blonde kindly offered, walking
over to the fragile looking old man with his brown cape and rosary hanging
around his waist.
"It's seems like you are the one who needs the help, child."
The old man chuckled, shuffling passed him.
"I beg your pardon, father?" Ryuu whispered, taken aback.
"Oh, no, I'm no priest. Nor a monk either..." The man said,
stopping in front of the grant crucifix, "Beautiful piece of
craftsmanship�"
Ryuu frowned, folding his arms on his chest, "Will you tell me then
who you are?"
"No need to be so prickled, soldier�" He turned around to face
Ryuu again and this time took off his hood, revealing the face of indeed an old
man, but with stunning, youthful blue eyes. "You're in for quite some
trouble� ah yes, yes�I can see it�"
Now unfolding his arms and resting his hands on his hips in annoyance,
Ryuu chuckled, "Look old man, no one is supposed to be here anymore, so
whoever you are looking for, you will have to come back tomorrow when the
cathedral is open again."
"Denying that you love someone won't make the feeling go
away�" The old man said, grinning with his crooked, yellow teeth. "Especially not if that person is your significant
other." He shook his head, "Definitely not..."
"What are you talking about?!" Ryuu exasperatedly said,
rolling his eyes.
"I think you know very well of what I am talking about, Ryuu, son
of Ryun," He calmly said, giving him an honest look. "Or more
specific of someone�"
"How do you�?" The blonde frowned and took a step back in
astonishment, "W-who are�?"
"Accept your fate, or it will be doomed to repeat itself into
eternity�"

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New Xillion
City,
spring 2004

Monday evening, 9.26
pm

My eyes flew open and I gasped, sitting up so fast I didn't see the
person looming just above me. If my headache had disappeared before I came in
collision with a skull that was made out of stone, then it sure came back full
force after that.
I literally saw stars.
"Ouch!" I gasped in pain and held on to my poor forehead.
"Didn't you see I was there?!"
I recognised that voice and cracked one eye open carefully to make sure
that I was not still dreaming. Soryan. No, Sora�
Soryan� whatever, I was officially crazy anyway. Where was I?
"Riku! You could
at least say that you're sorry!" He then whined, covering his own forehead
with a hand. Had I been silent for that long?
"What?! You're
the one who was standing just above me! How was I supposed to know you'd be
gaping at me while I was unconscious?!" I immediately protested, the
throbbing pain in my head miraculously ebbing away. "What's your skull
made of anyways, steel?" I groaned and then looked at my surroundings; I
was on the couch in front of the TV in my apartment. "How did I get here?
What happened?" Well, I knew what happened; I made a trip to lala-land again, which meant I either got unconscious or
either fell asleep right there in Cloud's office. Somehow the latter sounded
weirder than the other. When did I become a narcoleptic?
I gazed at the wall just above the TV and read 9.29 pm. There
was this nagging feeling I felt inside of myself, but I quickly dismissed it,
there were too many feelings flooding through me at that moment and I really
didn't need a new one to add up to the mess that I already was.
"We took you to the nearest hospital after you fainted in Cloud's
office," Sora explained, now sitting next to me on the couch and giving me
a worried look. "They diagnosed you with a severe lack of sleep and told
us that your body probably fainted because you've been overdoing it. We brought
you back home, since it was okay with the doctor."
I felt like laughing and I didn't even know why, "So, I guess they
advice me to get some sleep, right?" I smirked, pushing the blanket off of
my body and moving myself to stand.
Sora semi-nodded, "You don't agree with them? It is true that you
look tired, Riku."
I shrugged nonchalantly, "Why should I not agree with them? They're
the ones who know what's wrong with me, right? Who am I to tell them
wrong?" I felt like yelling suddenly, of course they had it all wrong! Two
days ago I was fine! Perfectly fine! How can someone have a severe lack of
sleep by sleeping badly during one night?! I've been exhausting my body?! With what, dreaming?
"Riku," Sora followed me into the kitchen as I went in to make
myself some coffee, "I do believe there's something else here than just a
sleeping disorder."
I chuckled at that, nodding my head, "Yeah, I'm crazy� That's what
it is�"
"No," He whispered, now standing next to me and looking at me
with a hesitant expression on his face. "I've been sleeping badly too for
the last two nights�"
I put the coffee machine on and then turned to look at him silently, I
knew he was telling me something rather personal at the moment, but I just
really, really couldn't give a damn right now. "Does this have a
point?" I needed someone to give me clear explanations, not some shit
about what other people were going through!
I was being selfish and I knew it. It felt bad, made me feel worse,
especially when he gave me a hurt look before averting his eyes from mine
sadly.
God I could slap myself� he was only trying to help. "No, I'm
sorry, continue�"
"Nah, it's okay," Sora then whispered, shrugging as he leant
with his back against the working table, "I mean, you're tired and
probably confused with everything that has happened and here I am starting to
talk about my shit�" he shook his head and walked over to the small, round
kitchen table to sit at it.
The kid sure knew how to make me feel real bad� I only met him today,
but he took care of me while I was unconscious. Why did I have to be so vulgar
to him?
I sighed in annoyance at my stupid mind and scratched the back of my
head, trying to find something to say, when the phone back in the living room
rang.
"Hello?"
"Riku?
What are you doing up, you should be sleeping."
I rolled my eyes and laughed, "Are you my mommy now? I just woke
up. Where are you?"
"At the restaurant."
"Restaurant?" I frowned
before realising what she meant, "Oh! Restaurant!"
That had been that nagging feeling earlier�
"Yup darling, but you couldn't have got helped it, so it's
okay."
"I'll make it up to you?" I said in a small voice, wincing.
"First make it back on your feet and then we'll see."
"That's lame, Kai! You're talking to a sick man here!"
"Yeah, yeah, but you're not dying so I can talk to you anyway I
want."
I grunted, "Whatever, did
you call to tell me you're, by any chance, not coming home? Ever?"
"What, and leave you with that gorgeous Sora all on your own? You
wish!"
I snickered, "He's gay, Kai."
"That's just why, I don't want to miss out on the action!"
"Ack!"
I held the horn at a safe distance from my ear, looking at it with a mix of
disgust and strange amusement. When I was sure her hysterical fit of laughter
had ended, I put the horn back against my right ear, "So when will you get
home?"
"I might sleep over at my parent's place; my dad is taking me to
the fair later, you know to try and bond with me more�"
I chuckled; I knew she really didn't want to go, "Well, I guess I
will have to ask Sora to massage me tonight. Do you still keep that vanilla
scented massaging oil in the drawer next to your bed?"
"How do you�?"
"Thank you, Kai, have fun. Bye bye."
I smirked, hung up, and turned myself around to the kitchen to see Sora coming
out of it with two mugs of coffee in his hands. He gave me a brief smile as he
walked towards the dinner table and it was then that I found out that next to
the beauty and expressiveness of his large, deep blue eyes and the childlike
features of his face, he was beautiful. Yes I said it; I was thinking at how
beautiful Sora was at that moment. I think that I had already given up
believing in the way my world used to go around and had started to admit to
myself that this blue eyed guy had awakened something in me and that I was not
fighting it.
"Was that Kairi?" he asked me and I simply nodded, watching
him sitting at the table and putting one of the mugs a seat next to him.
"When is she coming home?"
I shrugged and took a seat next to him on the table, pulling my mug of
coffee to me, "I don't know," The silence that followed felt awkward
to me, I felt uneasy and I could sense that he felt so too. I know I had
already apologised earlier, but I wanted him to be sure that I was being
sincere, which is strange since I've only known him for approximately 6 hours.
"I think she thought that I was in good hands."
His eyes lit up at that and he looked up at me in mild surprise.
I chuckled and smiled at him before taking a sip of my coffee, "And
I feel the same way too," I saw him frown in confusion and I shifted my
eyes to the black surface of my coffee, another smile tugging at the corners of
my lips at the reaction, "You stayed with me, even though you didn't even
know me. You could've got easily gone back to Cloud or anywhere else you liked,
but you decided to stay with me when Kairi left for her appointment and I
really appreciate that. It wasn't really needed, but I still appreciate. It's
not everyday that you meet someone who inspires you trust."
He was absolutely glowing by now and if I was not mistaking, slightly
blushing. I don't know, but I think that is was from then on that I just loved
to see him smile. He had such a beautiful smile�
"I'm glad you feel that way," Sora then whispered with a shy
expression, his eyes directed to his hands resting on the table, "And I
can admit that I feel the same way about you too."
I grinned, "Odd, isn't it?"
"What is?" He questioned, looking up at me curiously.
Our eyes locked and I just let myself dragged into his ocean blue ones
for a moment before smiling at his now very reddened face, "That we trust
each other like that already," I continued, sipping from my coffee and
closing my eyes.
"Maybe," He hesitantly started, now looking at his hands
encircling his mug, "Maybe it was meant to be�?"
I chuckled and put my drink down, "You believe in that sort of
stuff?"
Sora briefly looked up at me and then timidly chuckled, looking back at
his hands on the table, "Don't you?"
I didn't need to think the answer over twice, "Eh, no?"
He sat back in his chair with his warm cup and chuckled again, closing
his eyes, "I believe in it� because it is everywhere, I'm sure you've felt
it."
I raised a sceptic eyebrow and just looked at him slightly worried,
"Right, first off; what is everywhere and second; what am I supposed to
have felt?"
"Fate," He whispered to me and opened his eyes.

"Accept
your fate, or it will be doomed to repeat itself into eternity�"

Those words suddenly echoed inside of my mind and I frowned. What? Not
again!

"I've had these dreams�" Sora continued, taking my frown as a
silent query for an explanation, and looking ahead of him,"I
know it will sound strange to you and you maybe won't believe it, but I dreamt
about meeting you almost two years ago�"
If this had been a normal situation and I had been functioning
correctly, I probably would have laughed at him and told him that he was crazy
or something like that, but this wasn't a normal situation and I wasn't functioning
correctly.
"Each time I dreamt about you, you were different in a way�You had
a different name, or you had another hair colour, another stature�" he
softly whispered, the tone of his voice a little dreamy as he kept staring at
nothing in particular, "It's only been lately that I've been dreaming
about the same you every night�"
I kept staring at him without saying anything. I felt like a weight was
being lifted off my shoulders and something clicked inside of me.
"You think I'm crazy, right?" He then suddenly whispered,
chuckling and bending his head, "You must think that I�"
"I've been dreaming about you too," I interrupted him quietly,
still staring at him. I wasn't functioning correctly�
He gasped and put his cup back on the table, sitting up, "You're
not just saying that because you want to make me look�"
"No," I shook my head, smiling at him. In a sudden impulse I
took his left hand in mine, "Would I ever lie to
you, my prince?" I wasn't functioning correctly and I now knew why�
His eyes grew wide as I approached him, "I thought that I was going
crazy� these dreams� they were really wearing me out� I was starting to see
things, hearing voices�" My right hand reached up to brush a strand of his
chocolate locks behind his ear. Our lips were now inches apart when he closed
his eyes and I saw one tear escape a closed eyelid.
"Ryuu� you're not crazy� you just need to accept what is happening
and not fight it. You went unconscious because you were fighting it�" He
whispered, now looking into my eyes, his right hand sliding up into my hair,
"I knew it was you from the moment I held the ring in my hands�"
I pulled him closer, my heart beating furiously in my chest, my body
feeling empty and longing to feel his juicy lips against mine. I understood
now, I had felt the weight being lifted off my shoulders. "Soryan�"
I then pressed my lips against his slightly separated ones, officially
throwing my beliefs of my own world to the side and sinking deeper into this
feeling I had dreaded to feel�
I wasn't functioning correctly because� I fell in love with the man of
my dreams�

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Tuesday morning, 8.01 am

I could slowly feel myself waking up, feeling completely rested. I
remembered falling asleep in front of the TV with Sora leaning against me. I
recalled that he had been sound asleep for a while, his head resting on my
right shoulder. A smile formed itself on my features as I felt a small, warm
form lying next to me on the couch.
I opened my eyes and they immediately rested on the sleeping face of
Sora. His pink lips were slightly parted and he slightly moaned in his sleep,
indicating that he was probably dreaming. About what, I wondered�
My night had been spared from strange dreams; the explanation as to why
I felt completely rested probably lying there.
Last night we just talked with each other, telling each other about our
present lives, our interests and the goals we'd like to achieve. I learned that
Sora was nineteen and that he had just moved away from his tropical island in
the Destiny Islands Archipelago. He was only child and had always had a
creative talent that manifested itself in his puberty with his love for the
camera. He won a national photography contest two years ago and has wished to
become a professional photographer ever since. With the job Cloud gave him, he
was hoping to make himself known in the photography world.
When he was fifteen he discovered his preference for boys, but has never
had a real sexual relationship with anyone. He told me he was waiting for
someone who'd really love him to give his body to.
As I watched him stir in his sleep, I felt the urge to kiss him again,
just because his lips seemed to beg me to and because he was so adorable
sleeping.
No one ever made me feel the way he made me feel back then and I could
hear the words of the old man from my dream in my mind.

"�that
person is your significant other."

Was it so? Did something like that even exist? Was it meant to be, like
Sora told me? Were we reliving our romance of over 750 years ago again?
"I started to dream of Ryuu two days ago, and these dreams have
been disturbing me� I'm positive that it's a warning of some sort� Something
bad is coming our way�"
He told me those words right before falling asleep last night and right
now I could feel my heart grow with worry. Something was wrong.
Sora told me that our souls lived thousands of lives and that each life
is connected to the other, the fates in each live resembling the other.
I could vividly recall that dream of me being locked up somewhere, far
away from my lover Soryan� What had happened back then? I had been sentenced to
death and I could understand what had happened, but Soryan� what had happened
to him?
If that life was connected to this present one, I needed to find out
what happened. And I realised that we clearly did something wrong in every life
previous to it if that one ended with me dead and separated from Sora. The old
man at the market and the one in my dream both said the same thing; fate would
repeat itself if it wasn't accepted.
I knew there was a part that I was missing, a very important element.
How many lives had we lived since the one I kept dreaming about? Did we mess up
ever single one of them?
If Sora and me were reincarnated and back together, then so were the
people who surrounded us back then. And if I understood his explanation about
karma and stuff, then� then their lives were connected to ours too and� it
would be possible that the evil that was done to us back then would come back�
But how were we supposed to fight back, if we didn't even know from were
the threat was coming from?

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To be continued�

-BDP-
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