When All Things Come Back To You | By : AoiNikko Category: Kingdom Hearts > General Views: 3604 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Disclaimer: Me no own Kingdom Hearts. Me no make money off this story. Me so sad…
Hello! Welcome to Chapter six of When All Things Come Back To You. This is a giftfic for Uzumaki-sama, the author of three amazing stories, “Stygian Solace“, “A Complete 180“, and “Half Sandcastle”. If you like a well written, imaginative story, finish up my story, review, and then read hers! She’s more then worth it!!!
I must thank my reviewers for all the positive feedback I received for chapter five. You have no idea how nervous I was! Many of you read the non-tame version as well, and liked it! Thank you all so much! *teary eyed* You have no idea how much your kind words meant to me. Maybe I will put another lemon in the story since I seemed to have done it right. What do you all think?
Mizu: Can you stop blubbering long enough to do the warning?
Aoi Nikko: No, you’ll have to do it. *sob sob* I’m SO happy!
Mizu: *melodramatic sigh* Fine. This fic contains yaoi. If you don’t know what this is or don’t like it, remove yourself from my presence immediately.
Aoi Nikko: That was beautiful, Mizu. Thank you. *Still crying tears of joy*
Mizu: How disgusting. Get on with the story, you sentimental fool.
Aoi Nikko: Okay, okay *sniff, sob*…Enjoy everyone!
Chapter Six, Part One:
When You Walk Away…
Riku wakes with a start. He releases a deep breath, covering his face with his hands and rubbing vigorously. He reaches over to touch Sora, and his hand brushes across the cool sheets. Riku looks over at the empty space. Sora isn’t there.
Riku shoots straight up in panic, looking around the darkened room for his lover. “Not again-!” He stops short, a chilling sight before him.
Seated straddling a chair, fully clothed, head leaning on arms folded atop the backrest for the chair is Sora. Lightning flashes, illuminating eyes filled with a controlled fury; eyes like a captured lone wolf glaring at his captors from behind the bars of a cold iron cage.
“Sora, what…?” Riku begins. Sora’s glare intensifies, and Riku suddenly prays that he is in another dream.
Alas, he is very much awake.
Lightning flashes again and Sora lifts his head, but keeps his arms folded and on the back of the chair.
“I had a dream a while ago.” Sora starts, his voice low and dangerous. “In it, an angel told me I was being deceived. I didn’t know what she was talking about… but then, how could I? When I asked her for her name and she told me, everything came back to me.”
Riku moves to stand, but Sora loosens a fist and the Oathkeeper key chain dangles from one of thery bry boy’s fingers. Riku freezes, staring at the key chain, feeling chilled to his very soul.
“There was a wisteria tree in my dream.” Sora continues. “My memories were playing at its roots, but when I reached out to them, the wisteria tree grabbed me and pulled me away. If it weren’t for that angel I would have remained trapped in those vines.” Sora leans back on his arms, his eyes still trained on Riku’s face, still radiating that cool fury.
“Sora-”
“You were that wisteria tree, Riku. You held the key to my memories, but you kept me from them. I trusted you to tell me the truth, I trusted you to help me, but instead you deceived me, and for what? So you could-” Sora’s sentence is choked off, as he is unable to finish his thought.
“Sora-!”
“Why did you do that? No, forget that, how could you do something like that to me? Why didn’t you tell me the truth that night, why didn’t you tell me who really gave me this key chain?” Sora is shouting now, standing, his anger no longer controlled.
“I didn’t lie.” Riku says softly, closing his eyes and lowering his head. Not now. He really didn’t want to deal with this. Why did Sora remember now, right after that wonderful night?
“THE HELL YOU DIDN’T!” Sora screamed, sending the chair flying into the right-hand wall with a powerful swat. Riku winced at the violent gesture.
“But I didn’t.” Riku says, raising his eyes to Sora’s. “I told you that it was given to you by someone who loved you. That wasn’t a lie. The person who gave you that key chain does love you. I never said it was me.”
“You implied-”
“I never said it was me.” Riku repeats. Sora stares back at him, eyes wide with angry shock as he realizes the depths of Riku’s manipulation. He takes a shaky breath, clenching his hands into tight fists.
“Damn you to the depths of Kingdom Hearts.” He hisses. With one final angry glare, Sora turns and leaves the room.
“Sora!” Riku jumps out of the bed, but Sora keeps going, slamming the door behind him. Riku pulls his clothes on in a hurry and follows him outside, ignoring the pounding rain and howling wind.
“Sora!” He calls out into the storm. Now would be a good time for an ambush, but with Sora in his current state Riku is more worried for the heartless. He tugs his hood over his head and runs out, catching a glimpse of his lover disappearing into the rain that fell in sheets around them. He hurries after him, calling his name, begging him to stop. He may deserve this, but he really will be damned to the depths of Kingdom Hearts if he looses Sora now.
* * *
The cool rain felt good against Sora’s skin, and if he concentrates, he can pretend it is rain and not tears falling down his cheeks.
By the stars, what had he done? He had let Riku…he had let Riku do all those things to him. He had let him, and he had enjoyed it. Sora slows down a little, the soreness in his backside overcoming him for a moment. It hurt to sit, hurt to run…but it hurt to remember even more.
The light save him…he still likes what Riku had done to him, and in his heart he still feels the same. He is angry, oh yes, he is still angry, but his heart is still the same as it was before he had remembered everything. It isn’t supposed to be this way…he is supposed to love Kairi…boys are supposed to love girls…
At the sound of footsteps behind him, he summons his Keyblade. It appears, a solid metal weapon with a tiny Chocobo dangling from the key chain. He turns, anticipating a fight, but it is only Riku.
“Leave me alone!” He says, the anger still apparent in his voice. Riku steps closer, halfway reaching out to him.
“Sora, wait…please…”
“Why should I?”
“Sora, listen to me, I never wanted to hurt you, I-”
“Well, you did.” Sora spits. Riku winces.
“I know. I’m sorry. I only wanted a chance, Sora…”
“A chance?” Sora casts his eyes to the sky. “A chance, Riku?”
“Would you have come to me otherwise?” Riku asks gently. Sora opens his mouth to retort, but he finds he has no answer. He looks away from Riku, to the water collecting near the gutters. Riku takes a step closer.
“Do you know what it feels like to be in love with someone and know that you can never tell them, never touch them, never have your love returned?” Sora remains silent. Riku edges closer. “It sort of feels like you’re slowly suffocating, your chest is tight, your throat dry. You might as well die, really. Sora, I never lied. I…just left Kairi out of everything…”
“The absence of the truth is a lie Riku!” Sora says, looking the silver haired boy in the eyes. “No matter what you say, leaving Kairi out was still lying to me!” He really wants to stop fighting. He wants to cry in Riku’s arms. Sora then kicks himself mentally. When did he become so weak? What has Riku done to him?
“…You’re right. I’m not sorry, though. I-”
“You’re not, huh? Not sorry that you took something from me that I can’t get back? That’s almost a form of rape Riku.” Riku’s eyes snap up and Sora got the feeling he said something he really shouldn’t have…
“Don’t you say that.” He growls, advancing on Sora who backs away. “Don’t you dare say that. You could have stopped me at any time, memory or no.”
“If I had remembered who I was, I never would have-”
“Stop hiding behind that!” Riku shouts. “Do I have to remind you of how you begged me to-”
“Shut up, shut up, damn you!” Sora screams, his fists over his ears. No, he didn’t need to be reminded. He will probably never forget. Light, but he is just so confused. He feels his eyes tear up again and he hates himself for showing this weakness. He gulps in large breaths of air, chest heaving.
“…I am afraid that things might not be the same. Sora…I don’t want to lose you…I am so afraid that when you get your memory back, you’ll just want to be friends…or you’ll be disgusted that I feel this way and never want anything to do with me again…”
Sora remembers the words Riku said. He just didn’t know what to feel anymore. He slumps his shoulders, shaking his head.
“I don’t know how I’m supposed to forgive you, Riku…” The words are weak, sounding almost defeated.
“Sora…” Riku reaches to pull the distraught boy into his arms but Sora jumps away, slapping his hand away.
“Don’t touch me!” He hisses without any real bite. “Haven’t you done enough? Just leave me alone, I don’t want to see you again!”
The words hit Riku like a slap, and even thought somewhere inside he knows Sora really doesn’t mean those words, it still feels like a ton of wet cement dropped on his heart. Koritsu seems to shudder, and Sora feels warmth around his body. Looking down he sees that he is glowing, and his eyes widen in awe. The Metal Chocobo in his hands flashes once and begins to glow brightly as well.
Riku feels his hand grow hot, and the golden Keyblade appears for a second before pulling away from him roughly, shooting away. The wind begins to pick up, strong enough to lift Sora from the ground. The buildings around them begin to break apart and be carried away by the wind, vanishing into the cloudy sky.
In the distance a small gold light rose toward the sky but vanishes before it reaches the clouds. Sora feels his body lift further up, hears Riku calling his name. The light surrounding him becomes brighter and he feels the Metal Chocobo pulling him somewhere, and then he is gone.
* * *
“SORA!”
Riku falls to his knees as the buildings continue to fall apart around him. Why is this happening? Didn’t Sora seal this world?
Yes, Sora. Where did he go? What was happening? Riku stands. He may not know, but he knew who did.
“Ah, how the mighty have fallen.”
Mizu.
Riku turns with a snarl, summoning his remaining Keyblade and rushing the hated heartless with all the power in his body. Mizu calmly puts forth a hand and knocks his opponent back with a rush of shadowy power.
“Why are you attacking me? You are the one who did all this.” Mizu smiles and walks over to where Riku lay on the ground. “Well? Have you thought this over? Will you help me now?”
“Son of a Bitch!” Riku swings at Mizu who moves back to avoid it. “You did this! YOU!”
“But I’m not the one with power here.” Mizu cocks his head to the side. “Haven’t you realized it yet?” At Riku’s blank stare, Mizu sighs. “I am so happy that I don’t share your brains.”
“What are you talking about?”
“This world, this place you have named Koritsu is indeed a Heartless’s world. It should have vanished following the Key’s victory over Ansem, however, it clung to the most powerful emotions released during that confrontation.” Mizu smiles. “Yours. Koritsu was shaped from your heart, Riku. The storm clouds, eternal darkness, the keyhole, everything was fabricated from your desires, everything echoed what is in your heart.”
“My…heart?”
“Oh yes, and that is how you protected the Key. You wanted to keep him safe, and so Koritsu itself protected him. As a Heartless’s world, this place has no true will of its own, so it will follow the emotions of the one it attempts to imitate. Much like all Heartless. We have no will of our own and so will follow our prime objective blindly, like robots.” Mizu laughs, a little insanely. “But do you want to know the best part? While the Key is real, and not created by the world like everything else, the fact that he lost his memory is your doing.” Mizu tosses his head back laughing.
“What…?” Riku cannot believe what he is hearing.
“Oh yes. That’s not all, either. The whole time he was here, Koritsu continually tried to protect him from you, yes, you. It kept trying to revive the Key’s memory. Finally, I decided it needed a little help.”
“So you were behind this!”
“Not totally, didn’t you listen to what I just said, you fool?” Mizu’s amber eyes flash. “It is because you don’t listen and never think things through that Ansem was able to take advantage of you the way he did. You are a fool, Riku. I offer for you to join me, for us to help each other, but you refuse me, then allow me to manipulate you into doing what I want anyway.”
Riku climbs to his feet, holding the Keyblade in front of him. “You are going to pay for that!”
“Somehow, I don’t think so. Not with that weapon you won’t. I had a reason to seek you out, other then to offer my services again. If you refused, and you did, I was going to take more away from you. Namely, your Keyblade.”
“My…what? But you can’t! You’re just a heartless!”
Mizu puts forth a hand, and the black Keyblade began to jerk out of his grip. The amber-eyed boy smiles at the look of total shock on Riku’s face. “The black Keyblade follows the person who’s heart best fits its purpose. Your heart no longer qualifies, Riku. You just aren’t the Key’s enemy anymore, are you? You no longer have the interests of the darkness at heart.” Mizu smiles at the weapon. “But I am, and I do.”
Riku’s bottom lip trembles slightly. “Who…who are you?”
Mizu turns his smile upon the frightened Riku. “I am Mizu… a heartless born from the darkness of both Ansem and your hearts. My heart is composed of pure darkness, and I am both of your dark desires made flesh.”
Riku stares in fear. He should have known. He should have been able to figure it out, the way he looks, the way he moves, and the way he spoke. The things he said to both Sora and himself…he really should have figured this all out earlier. Mizu’s expression changes to one of…sadness?
“But a heart made of darkness…is only half a heart…I’m only half a soul.”
“So you’re going to steal Sora’s heart?”
“Not exactly.” Mizu turns to leave. “I’m going to steal the Key. I’m goingmakemake myself whole without really making myself whole, and then I am going to control the shadows and the light and make all existence into what we believe it should be.” Mizu sighs happily. “Yes, and everything will be good.” Shadows dance around him, and he begins to melt into them.
“No!” Riku ran forward to try and stop him, but he is cast back by Mizu’s power again.
“Stay here with your crumbling heart, fool. The Key will be well taken care of, you can rest through eternity knowing this.” After he says that, he is gone, that annoying smile still on his lips.
Riku trembles with anger and fear. He has to get off this world before it crumbles beneath him. He has to get to Sora. That bastard is going to steal his heart, the heart that belongs to him.
“I’m going to steal the Key. I’m going to make myself whole without really making myself whole…”
No, stealing Sora’s heart isn’t it! Mizu isn’t after Sora’s heart he is after…
“Damn it, NO! I won’t let you get away with it!”
…If it meant I had to let everything sink into the darkness to keep you I would do it…
He had meant those words. Without the gold Keyblade, and more importantly, Sora, Riku has no light in which to fight. All he has are the powers of darkness, the powers of shadow.
This time, however he will not use them to hurt the one he loved, or for his own selfish desires. He will use these powers for someone else, to save him. He wouldn’t lose Sora. He coul lose him. He might as well say he needs the brunette just to breathe, he needs him so much.
He needs to protect Sora.
The world grew dark around him, but a small light appeared to guide him, and Riku knew that the light has come from inside his heart.
Chapter Six, Part Two:
Kyou wa Oishii Mono O Tabe You Yo
When his world had become too bright to see, Sora had closed his eyes.
Opening them, he finds himself in a familiar place.
“Hollow…Bastion?” He whispers in a voice filled with wonder. He looks around, trying to see if Riku had followed him. He is alone, unfortunately. He looks down at his Keyblade, wondering. Did it guide him here?
A warm light in his other hand catches his attention, and to his surprise, he is holding the King’s golden Keyblade. The Oathkeeper key chain is attached, and it slowly transforms before his eyes. Sora looks on in wonder.
“But…this isn’t mine. This belongs to Ri- um, the King.”
…Things are about to get very difficult for you…
Sora looks up, used to the words that speak to his heart by now. But if he has the golden Keyblade, how could the King talk to him?
…But you are not alone. Do not be afraid to ask for help should you need it…
…Remember, you have the mightiest power of all.
Sora looks around once more, confirming that he is indeed alone. He wills the Keyblades away and then makes his way up the floating platforms to the top of the rising falls to take the platform over to the castle.
When he is gone, a small figure flips out from his hiding place, crouched low beside the platform where Sora had appeared. He releases a short breath and wipes his forehead, looking up to where Sora finally disappears.
“Whew. Well, I guess he’ll be okay…”
* * *
In the Castle Gates area, right outside the main door, a blonde warrior with spiky hair leans over the low rail, staring out to the horizon. He seems at peace despite the massive sword he always carries strapped to his back.
Something disturbs him, though, and his glowing blue eyes flick back several moments before another person comes out where he is. Cloud shifts his eyes back to the horizon.
“Hello, Aerith.”
“How are you doing, Cloud? You always seem to be here.”
“Can’t get used to it in there, I suppose. Reminds me too much of…when things went wrong.”
Aerith walks over to the rail, turning her back to it and looking at Cloud. “It’ll get better. The castle will be restored to the way it used to look, and everything will be fine.”
“Impossible.”
Aerith frowns. “No, it’s not-”
“No, look! Is that Sora?” Cloud points over to where the main gondola carries passengers from the Rising Falls area. Aerith turns and looks, her eyes growing wide with astonishment.
“That is Sora!” Aerith wastes no time in hurrying over, Cloud not too far behind. As he watches Aerith pull the Keyblade master into a hug, he catches the troubled expression in the boy’s face, as well as the fact that he is very much alone.
“That’s not good. Where are the King’s messengers? Why is he alone, looking lost for the world?” Cloud walkes over, looking down at the young warrior he fought and made friends with not too long ago.
“Come inside. You look like you could use some food and rest.”
Sora only nods, grinning at him with a forced smile that makes Cloud frown. Luckily, his mantle hid it from view. Cloud turns and walks away, leaving Aerith to drag the Keyblade master inside.
* * *
After being given the chance to eat and rest briefly, Aerith and Cloud took Sora to the Library, where Leon is waiting. He is sitting at a large desk on the second floor, reading a book. He looks up when Sora, Aerith and Cloud approach, and stands to greet them.
“Sora, it’s a surprise to see you.”
“No one was more surprised then me.” Sora says with a grin. “I have no idea how I ended up here.”
“Do you know what happened before you appeared?” Leon asks, holding his chin thoughtfully. Sora’s face darkens, and he looks away, saying nothing. Leon watches him for a while, and then takes a step closer.
“Sora, what happened?”
“I-”
“Are the heartless back?” Cloud asks from his place leaning against a bookshelf. He has been watching the Keyblade master since he arrived, and knew that whatever happened to the young warrior not only greatly troubled him, but also is very private. Forcing Sora to tell everything before giving him time to at least sort things out would only make things worse. All they need to know are the important things that affect them all right now.
“Yes, I saw them on the world I just left from.” Sora turns back to them, managing to compose himself. Leon sits on the desk, his expression one of grave concern.
“That’s not good. What kind of world were you on?”
“I’m not too sure, but I think it was a heartless world to begin with.”
“If it’s a heartless world, maybe we don’t have anything to worry about? After all, the Keyholes have been sealed, and everyone is back where they all belong.” Cloud suggests. Aerith shakes her head.
“No, we should still worry. The Heartless were still on the world after Sora sealed the Keyhole, and continued to appear for a while afterward.”
“I see.” Cloud sighs. “I do remember Cid saying that Gummi ship travel is still possible, so everything really can’t be over.”
“Not to mention that they will definably appear where the Keyblade is.” Leon says quietly. Everyone looks at him quickly. Sora looks down at his right hand.
“I’m sorry…”
Leon watches at him a moment. “You had no control over it, and it is better here then anywhere else. We have more information on the Heartless then anyone else, and have been fighting them since they showed up.” Leon stands up, looking over at Aerith. “See if you can get everyone over here. We need a meeting. Sora, you’re still pretty tired, so why don’t you go rest? We’ll update you tomorrow.”
“I’m okay, I can stay.” Sora says quietly. Cloud looks up slightly, but doesn’t look directly at him.
“Take Leon’s advice and get some rest. You’ve obviously been through something unpleasant. Take some time alone to pull your head together.”
“Unless you’re ready to talk about it now.” Leon says impatiently. At Sora’s silence, he places a hand on the teen’s head. “I didn’t think so. Go on Sora. It’s best to rest when you can.”
Sora blinks at the unexpectedly gentle gesture. Leon? Being nice to him? How rare. Oh, he was nice before, a few times, and those times surprised him too. He must really look out of it. “Alright. Thanks.”
“No problem.” Leon takes his hand from Sora’s head and turns back to the desk. “I expect you to be fully rested and ready to talk tomorrow, am I clear?”
This is more expected of Leon. “Yes sir.” Sora says with a real grin. “You can count on me, sir.”
“Just get out of here.” Leon says, trying to hide his amusement. Aerith touches Sora’s shoulder.
“Come on, Sora. I’ll walk you.” The two leave the room, and Leon looks over at Cloud.
“So what do you think happened?”
“Whatever it is, it’s personal.” Cloud looks at the floor. “And it hurt him. The look on his face when I first saw him…he might be going through the same thing I did…” Cloud cut his thought off, unable to finish. “We shouldn’t press him about it. Let him tell us when he’s ready.”
“If he is ever ready. He might end up like someone else I know who never got over it.”
Cloud pushes away from the bookshelf. “That’s my business. You’re hardly one to talk, Squall.”
“I was talking of myself, Cloud.” Leon says softly. Cloud looks away from him, thinking for a minute before heading to go downstairs. “Where are you going? I said I needed everyone here for a meeting.”
“I’m just going downstairs. Call me when you’re ready.” With that he left. Leon watched him go, then turns back to his desk.
“We’re too much alike as it is. We don’t need one more person acting the same.”
* * *
“So, Leon is Mr. Important here, huh?” Sora asks Aerith as they walked down the hall.
“Well, when we all got back, it just seemed right that Leon be our leader. We never said anything to make it official, we just looked to him and he did what we all expected.”
“Is that fair?” Sora asks softly.
“He doesn’t seem to mind so much. I think he’s used to it. We all help him, and there are some times when Cloud takes over. Yuffie tries, but well…”
Sora laughs, understanding. “And Cid probably really doesn’t care.”
“He never did. All he worries about is the Gummi ship.”
“You do have one, then?”
“Yes, but it’s not very powerful and won’t go far. Cid keeps working on it, even though we don’t have the pieces for it. I think it makes him happy just to be around it.”
“So are all the people okay now?”
“The ones that fled all came back, but I’m afraid that those who lost their hearts are still no longer with us.”
“I…see.” Sora says sadly.
“We still have hope. Remember, you came back from being a Heartless.”
Sora grins. “Yeah, I did. Thanks to my…friends…” Sora’s heart twists into a knot. “Uh, Aerith, I think I’m going to go to the Chapel for a little while…”
Aerith smiles down at him. “Sure, take your time. I’ll come check on you after the meeting.”
“Thanks.” Sora waves and walks away to find the lift stop and grab a gondola. Aerith continues on her way. Both of them miss a single dark shadow slithering along the ground after them. It starts to rise from the ground but a booted foot came down upon it, forcing it down. The black Keyblade is in his hand, and his amber eyes dance with amusement.
“Now, now, patience. We can’t have them know we are here just yet. Let’s take some time to observe our enemies before we retake this castle. Leave the Key alone, do you understand?”
The amber-eyed heartless turns to a shadowy hallway there the shadows writhe and take shape, their yellow eyes glowing with a sinister purpose.
“That goes for all of you.”
Author’s Nonsense:
Hee hee hee, another Cliffhanger! This one isn’t so bad though, is it? Are you surprised this chapter came out so quickly? Thisto sto see if I can coax a bunch of reviews from you. If I get the then twenty, I’ll continue the speed typing.
Ready for the translation for part two? Okay.
Kyou wa Oishii Mono O Tabe You Yo
Stopping things that have no meaning
Happy? I hope so! Wow this chapter came out fast. I was a writing fool! ^_^ Well, that’s because of all the nice things you said!
So, no more confusion about Mizu, right? Was it worth the wait? Ain’t he the cutest meanie you ever met? And what was with that moment of sadness? Oh, I guess all the mysteries aren’t solved. Hee hee. Well,all all goes downhill from here. Hang on; it’s not going to be a smooth ride.
Mood Music: Just one this time, “Cape of Storms” by Hyde from L’arc~en~ciel. Who is he? Well, if Gackt is the sexiest J-pop singer, Hyde is the ultimate cutie! His voice is to DIE for. Remember that Moonchild movie? Hyde was in it too, and he OWNED it. He stole it and made it his own. I want to watch it again, suddenly! *Translation: I’m going now*
I did my part, now you do yours! Review! Don’t forget my other fic Pisces. I’m waiting till the end of the week to close the voting and write the fic, so you still have time! Read it and review! (Although you all seem to like that one better then this one…) Ah, well.
Ciao!
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