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Anything For You	By : Kikaisaigono Category: Kingdom Hearts > Slash/Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 3771 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Kingdom Hearts, nor the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 1-Anything For You
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A/N: This was a spur of the moment fill on the KH Kink meme on LJ. The prompt was "after the end of DDD, Riku/Sora" so I just ran with it. The first portion of the fic is almost world-for-word exact to the end cut scene in the game, but then it veers off into my own plot. It's really sappy and I am sorry for that. D: Also sorry for any typos I might have missed, I wrote this in to the wee hours of the morning and might have overlooked some things.
Also, please note that this fic contains SPOILERS for the end of Dream Drop Distance!
As always reviews are appreciated and thanks for reading :)

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When Riku opened his eyes, the first faces that met his gaze were that of Lea, the King, and Master Yen Sid.
But no Sora.
What happened? DiZ—er, Ansem the Wise—had promised him that Sora had woken from his slumber. He’d answered all of the questions that Roxas, that other boy who looked just like Roxas, and that girl who also strongly resembled Kairi threw at him. He’d saved his friend—so why was Sora’s grin not there to greet him when he awoke?
Riku sat bolt upright. “Sora!” he cried, making Lea jump back in his seat.
“Hey, Donald, come on! You’re hogging it all,” Riku heard a voice behind him whine. His eyes went wide. He knew that voice…
“Aw, calm down Sora,” he heard Donald’s voice retort. “Drink your tea!”
Riku looked up to find a table decorated with cakes and ribbons and tea cups spread out before him. He blinked, utterly confused.
“Gawrsh, it sure is yummy,” Goofy chuckled, taking a sip.
“HEY,” Riku bellowed. What in the hell is going on? Riku just dived in to Sora and his dreams to save him, and when he wakes up there’s a tea party going on?
Suddenly he saw the small brunette, who was standing in front of the table still arguing with Donald, turn around to find the source of the noise.
Sora, clad in a pointy party hat and those silly glasses with an oversized nose and bushy moustache attached, spotted Riku sitting on the floor.
“Riku,” Sora said softly, as he removed his hat and ‘stache specs.
“Sora, you look ridic—”
“RIKU! You’re safe!” Sora cried, flinging himself on to the silver-haired man, sending Riku flying backwards. Riku grunted in surprise as all of the boy’s weight was suddenly flung on him, but inwardly he relished in feeling Sora on top of him. He put his arm around Sora and returned his hug.
But then, remembering what was going on around him, he pushed the boy away slightly.
“Wait,” he began, “haven’t we got this backwards?” He eyed Donald and Goofy behind Sora and grabbed Sora’s discarded party hat. “And why are you having a tea party?”
Sora stared at him blankly for a second, grinning stupidly. Then he grabbed on to Riku once more. “You’re safe Riku!”
“Augh, never mind,” Riku sighed, rubbing the bridge of his nose as Sora continued to take hold of him. Here Riku had just risked life, limb, and sanity to save Sora from being taken by Xehanort, and he acted as if nothing had ever happened. “You okay? Feeling alright?” Riku asked, searching Sora’s face for any injuries or pain.
“Yeah, never better!” Sora replied, finally pulling away from Riku. Riku felt a little sad at this. “I was watching what was going on in my dream. And I,” Sora began, connecting his gaze with Riku’s, “I could hear your voice the whole time. Thank you…Riku.”
Riku nodded, smiling warmly at Sora. Anything, for you Sora.
Sora looked around the room to all of his friends. “Thanks, everybody!”
“You guys must be beat,” Axel—no, Lea—said suddenly, putting his hands on his hips.
“Yeah,” sighed Sora, falling back on his butt. He looked up to Master Yen Sid. “Did we pass the test? Are Riku and I true keyblade masters now?”
Master Yen Sid and the King exchanged glances before turning back to the two sitting on the floor, smiling. “Why don’t you two rest for a few moments? As Lea said, you’re both probably very tired,” the King said to them, patting them both on the shoulders. “We’ll let you wind down a bit before talking to you about your test results,” he finished.
Riku and Sora nodded at him.
Master Yen Sid, the King, Donald, and Goofy all made their way towards the door.
“See you in a bit, Sora!” Donald called after him as the group slipped out through the doorway.
Lea looked at the both of them for a few minutes before sighing and getting to his feet. “Well, I guess I’ll give you your space too. But try not to leave a mess when you’re done.”
“Huh?” Sora asked, blinking confusedly as he watched Lea start to leave.
Lea chuckled and patted Sora’s head. He looked at Riku. “Ask your friend, I’m sure he knows what I mean.
Riku blushed a deep scarlet.
“And Sora,” Lea added as he stood in the doorway. “If Roxas is in there somewhere, can you tell him I said… hi?” Lea gave Sora a small, sheepish smile.
Sora beamed. “Roxas is always here with me, and I’m sure he says hello right back!”
Lea’s smile widened. “Thank you, Sora.” He nodded to both of the boys and closed the door behind him as he left, not noticing that the blush had not faded from Riku’s cheeks in the slightest.
Sora turned to see his friend, to congratulate him on completing the test, but suddenly looked very worried.
“Riku!” he cried. “You’re so red in the face. Are you feeling okay?” Sora climbed over to the silver-haired boy, getting right up in front of his face and placing a palm over his forehead. Riku tried to protest but Sora trapped him.
This did not help Riku’s blush in any way, shape, or form.
“S-Sora, I’m fine,” Riku stammered, trying to move away from the boy but finding that his body would not do what his brain told it to do.
“You don’t feel fine,” the brunette responded, feeling his own forehead for reference. “You’re really warm. Are you hurt?” He held Riku’s gaze sternly.
Riku could only stammer incoherent words in response. Why was he reacting like this to his friend? His heart had always fluttered a little when their skin connected or when Sora called his name, but this was a little ridiculous. It must have been what Lea said…
Suddenly Riku felt his friend’s hands cup his face. Sora was eyeing him like he’d never seen Riku again.
“You saved me, you dove back in to the Sleeping World just to save me. I want to make sure you’re okay.”
Riku smiled at the boy and held his hand over Sora’s. “I’m much better now that I know you are safe.” Riku could feel the fire burning within him as Sora’s skin touched his. It was much stronger than it had ever been. He could feel Sora’s slow breath on his cheek.
Riku closed his eyes. He had to say something; it was now or never. He was tired of hiding it. He was tired of hiding it from everyone, from Sora, and tired of hiding it from himself. He’d been denying it much too long, and when he was separated from Sora in the Sleeping World he felt an ache in his heart that he’d never before experienced—nor did he ever want to experience it again.
“Sora,” Riku breathed, taking the boys face in his hands as well. “I love you.”
Sora blinked. Then a huge grin spread across his face. “I love you too, Riku, you’re my best fr—”
“No, Sora,” Riku interrupted, frustrated. “I don’t mean as a friend. I do love you as a friend but… I mean, I love you. I am in love with you, Sora.” Riku looked away from Sora, not wanting to see his reaction, not wanting to look him in the eye.
Riku felt Sora’s hands pull slowly away from his face. Dammit. Now Sora must hate him, or at the very least be grossed out by him. All Riku could think at this point was, backpedal! Backpedal!
“Look, Sora,” he began, the words vomiting out of his mouth before he even knew what he was saying. “Just forget I said anything, this doesn’t have to be the end of us.” No response. Riku still couldn’t look his friend in the face. “I just thought I had to be honest with you, but I don’t want things to be weird between us, I still want to be your friend. But only if you—mmf.”
Riku was silenced by a warm pressure on his lips. His eyes widened as he realized what was causing said pressure.
Sora.
The brunette had leaned in and pressed his own mouth against Riku’s tenderly. There was a lot of hesitation in this action, Riku could tell, but he had done it nonetheless. Sora’s eyes were closed, and his brows furrowed when Riku did not respond to his kiss. Riku returned the kiss with much more force than Sora was giving. Riku had more experience this sort of thing, he had kissed girls on the Destiny Islands before. Sora had not, and it showed when Sora squeaked in surprise as Riku parted his lips and attempted to push his tongue in.
Hearing the noise Sora made, Riku pulled back, hoping he wasn’t going too fast for the brunette. Sora was panting, having not taken any breaths during the kiss, and Riku found this insanely adorable.
“Sora,” Riku started, staring at those giant blue orbs that were Sora’s eyes. “Are you…”
“I realized,” Sora replied, smiling sweetly at Riku as he leaned in and connected his forehead with Riku’s, “that for such a long time I’d felt this aching in my chest, right where my heart is. When you were gone, when you were lost in the realm of darkness, I realized that my heart was aching for you.” Riku looked taken aback. Was this actually happening? “I always knew that I loved you, but I thought it was the same kind of love that I felt for Kairi, or Donald and Goofy, or our other friends. But this love was much different, and it has taken me so long to figure that out.”
Riku felt something wet on his cheek, and when he touched his hand to his face he realized that the wetness was tears.
Sora smiled and wiped them away with his thumb. “Even though you weren’t physically next to me in the Sleeping World, I knew that you were there,” Sora whispered softly as he moved his hand down to place it over Riku’s heart. “You were with me in here. And when I fell in to a dream that I would likely never wake from, you saved me without hesitation. You were my knight in shining armor. Just like when we were kids and you were always getting me out of trouble.” Sora took Riku’s hand and held it to his own face. “I’m sorry it took me so long to see.”
“It’s okay,” Riku managed to say through all the emotions that were bombarding him. He felt dizzy, he felt warm and he felt a burning in his chest that threatened to burst out of him at any moment. Without another word, he leaned his face back in to meet the brunette’s and forcefully kissed the boy with much more passion than the previous kiss. Sora seemed taken aback for a moment and was pushed back on to his backside by Riku. Riku was so elated that he felt like he could fly right out of the window. Sora loved him back.
Sora loved him.
Riku pressed on to Sora further, making the boy fall backwards and sink to the floor on his back. Sora’s eyes fluttered shut and he wrapped his arms around the taller boy’s neck, holding him close. Riku slipped his tongue past Sora’s lips, silently asking the boy to allow him inside. Sora obliged, and he gasped when he felt Riku’s tongue press against his own with passion. Sora pushed back.
Sora moaned very slightly when he felt Riku’s hands finger at the hem of his shirt and quickly slip underneath to brush his skin. Sora knew that any minute the others would walk back in to the room and find them in this position, but he lost the urge to care. Perhaps…
The brunette pulled his lips away from Riku’s, panting slightly. “Is this was Lea was talking about?” he asked innocently.
Riku’s eye twitched. That bastard. How did he know…?
“Be quiet, Sora.”
Sora giggled in response, and quickly let out a gasp as Riku’s finger continued to make their way up his stomach, brushing over his muscles ever so lightly. It tickled. He pulled Riku back down to him and hesitantly wrapped his legs around the taller boy, hoping that Riku wouldn’t mind.
Riku’s heart burned stronger, he pressed his lower body against Sora’s, grinding him to him ever so slightly. He didn’t want to scare Sora away but god he needed this so bad. He’d waited for years.
“Sora, I’ve wanted this for so long,” Riku rasped, planting kisses on Sora’s neck and jaw. “So, so long.”
“You have me now.”
Riku growled in response, pressing harder against the boy, causing Sora to gasp again. “You have to tell me that you want this too,” Riku said, his hands running over Sora’s chest and sides underneath his shirt.
“I want this, Riku. I want you.”
The silver-haired boy pulled away, looking down at Sora sternly. He searched Sora’s flushed face for any sign of a lie, for any sign of wanting to stop. Riku wasn’t sure if he could stop. Sora just smiled back up at him. That smile that could penetrate even the deepest darkness. That smile that led him back to the light time and time again.
Riku lifted Sora’s shirt and kissed his navel lightly, sending a shiver through the boy beneath him. He also began tugging at the waistband of Sora’s shorts, pulling them down a tiny bit before looking back at Sora for permission to move forward. Sora looked back at him through half-lidded eyes, a blush prominent on his round cheeks.
So, he kept going. He pulled the shorts down to Sora’s ankles, then lifted the boy’s shirt over his head and tossed it aside. He leaned back on his heels as he studied his friend.
Sora’s skin was so pristine and a beautiful milky white, save for his flushed cheeks. Riku, stunned in to silence by the beauty of it all and by the mere fact that this was actually happening, ran both of his hands over Sora’s hips and up his sides, then brushed over his nipples, earning a very audible gaps from the boy beneath him.
Sora reached his hands up to Riku’s chest, grabbing the zipper on his top and pulling, unzipping the garment. He let his hand wander past the zipper to feel Riku’s hard chest; feel the muscles that formed over his well built friend. He felt breathless as he felt his friend like this for the first time. Riku watched him, closely watching his expression as his hands explored.
Riku shrugged the shirt over his shoulders and off his arms, tossing it by Sora’s forgotten shirt. Sora’s hands then fell to the waistband of Riku’s pants, and with some awkward shifting the taller boy was finally able to pull those off as well. There was a tell tale bulge in Riku’s underwear, and for an instant Sora felt so much hesitation that his hands faltered. Riku noticed this.
Taking Sora’s hand in his, he brought the hand to his lips and kissed the digits tenderly before lowering the hand to the hardness in his underwear, forcing Sora to touch him and feel what the effect that he had over Riku. Sora gasped and cupped his hand willingly around it.
“I-I’m sorry, I’ve never done this before,” Sora whispered, embarrassed. “I don’t know what to do.”
“Don’t worry, I’ll lead,” Riku smiled, leaning down to kiss Sora on the cheek as he dropped his hips down to meet Sora’s again and happily listen as the boy moaned. Sora tried to hold back the sounds, not used to what he was feeling. He pressed the back of his free hand to his mouth to stifle the sounds that escaped him, but Riku pulled his hand away instantly.
Riku nuzzled Sora’s neck as he pulled the smaller boy’s underwear down. A chill ran over Sora as his private area was exposed to the air. Riku placed a warm hand over him and Sora involuntarily bucked his hips up in to the touch. Riku smirked. He slowly began messaging Sora’s length, stroking it with a firm hand. Sora, having never experienced these kinds of ministrations moaned without realizing how loud he was. It made Riku’s blood boil in his veins, his heart pound in his chest, his brain go a million miles a minute.
“R-Riku.”
The sound of Sora calling his name in absolute lust caused Riku to stroke Sora faster, trying to awkwardly remove his own underwear with one hand. Sora realized what Riku was trying to accomplish and helped him with his free hands, letting out a content sigh as he spotted Riku’s hard length appear as the underwear was discarded to the side. Sora had never thought about anyone—male or female—in a sexual manner, but he was fascinated with how Riku looked down there. It didn’t bother him, it didn’t turn him off. He liked it. He liked it a lot.
Sora let his head fall back and lay still against the ground. He stared up in to Riku’s bright teal eyes, losing himself in them instantly as all he felt and could concentrate on was the amazing feeling of Riku’s hand moving on his cock. His breathing was ragged and he was panting heavily now.
Riku stared silently down at Sora and at the sight that was before him. His friend, his beautiful friend whom he’d always admired, lay naked and wanton beneath him, his cheeks red with pleasure and his eyes silently begging him for more.
“Sora,” he began, his voice hoarse with the effort of holding back. “Can I—I want to—”
“Yes, yes, anything,” Sora moaned breathlessly, closing his eyes in pleasure.
Without another word, Riku complied. He guided Sora’s hands to his own hard member, making Sora wrap his fingers around it and emulate what he was doing to the smaller boy himself.
Sora obliged with eagerness, stroking Riku quickly, almost too quickly. With this new burst of energy, Riku lifted Sora’s legs and settled himself between them. Sora whimpered at the loss of Riku’s hand stroking him, but was cut short when Riku’s fingers touched to his lips, pushing lightly for permission to enter. Sora opened his mouth obediently, not questioning why Riku was doing it. He trusted Riku.
The boy licked the fingers quickly, wetting them at fast as humanly possible. Riku’s other hand had returned to taking care of Sora’s cock, and the brunette moaned around Riku’s fingers. Some saliva began running down Sora’s mouth; he was drooling as he slathered Riku’s fingers until the older boy deemed them wet enough. Riku removed his hand and rubbed his fingers together to spread the wetness evenly before immediately bringing his hand down to Sora’s bottom, pressing one finger cautiously to Sora’s entrance.
Sora’s eyes widened as he realized what Riku was about to do, and even though he trusted Riku with his life, he was still hesitant. Riku saw this and leaned down to kiss Sora’s forehead as he slowly pushed one slicked finger in to Sora.
Sora gasped and screwed his eyes shut. It wasn’t painful, Sora had made sure Riku’s fingers were well wetted, but it definitely felt odd enough for him to tighten up around the intruder, instinctively trying to stop the invasion.
“You have to relax,” Riku cooed, kissing Sora’s forehead again. “I know it’s strange but it will make things easier. I promise.”
Sora opened his eyes and nodded, sniffing once. When Riku deemed that Sora had gotten used to this, he slowly pressed a second finger in to join the first one.
This did hurt. Sora involuntarily tried to move away, get away from those fingers that were stretching him past what he was used to, but Riku feld him firmly in place. Sora was scared, he didn’t know if he liked this or not. But this was Riku—Riku wouldn’t let anything happen to him. If he said that this was for the best, then Sora believed him.
When Riku added a third finger, Sora whimpered. How was this supposed to ever be anything but painful? Sora liked it better when Riku was stroking him and Sora was returning the favor. He would have to ask Riku to stop, he wasn’t sure if he could go through with this—
Suddenly, Sora screamed. Riku had touched something, something deep inside him that made his hips buck without his permission. Stars burst in to his vision and suddenly he was moaning very loudly.
Riku looked surprised for one slight moment before smirking and brushing the same spot again, over and over and over again. Sora was moaning so loud now that Riku was afraid he might draw the attention of the others, but he couldn’t care less. He had Sora writhing beneath him, whimpering and mewling like a kitten. What did he care if someone heard? If someone saw? They’d be pretty impressed with how Riku has made Sora melt in his hands.
“See? I promised it would be better.” Riku whispered hotly in Sora’s ear, making Sora shudder. Sora couldn’t remember why he ever thought this was a bad idea, why he ever wanted to stop. “Please bear with me just one more time,” Riku added as he pulled his fingers away. Sora audibly whimpered at the loss of the pleasure, but he nodded and brought his hands back around Riku’s neck and buried his face in the older boy’s chest.
Riku decided he had waited long enough. He’d waited too many years to tell Sora how he felt, and now he was going to do to Sora what he had wanted to do for so long. He brought his own fingers in to his mouth this time, wetting them to his satisfaction before slicking his cock with his saliva. He leaned down to wipe way the stray locks of Sora’s hair that had stuck to his forehead with sweat. Sora was breathing heavily and looking a Riku with such lust that Riku was surprised he’d held himself back this long. But it was for Sora. Only the best for Sora.
The older boy kissed Sora gently on the lips as he positioned himself a Sora’s entrance and began to slowly, ever so slowly, push himself inside the boy. Sora tried to cry out, but was thwarted by Riku’s lips on his.
It stung, it stung quite a bit. It was much bigger than Riku’s fingers, but Sora tried to relax as much as possible while being invaded by this huge thing, by Riku. Riku, to his credit, was going much slower than he wanted to. He wanted to slam in to the boy and fuck him senseless, but he didn’t want to hurt the younger boy. He loved Sora too much to ever hurt him.
Riku’s breath hitched as he pushed in. It felt so amazing. Way better than amazing. It was a feeling that Riku could never tire of, and Sora was just so tight that by the time he had fully sheathed himself inside the boy he was already so close. It was somewhat embarrassing.
To make up for this, Riku paused inside Sora and began stroking Sora’s hard length again, making the boy cry out and squirm in pleasure beneath him. Once Riku had determined that Sora was distracted enough to keep going, Riku started to pull out, hearing Sora whine beneath him. He didn’t know if it was in pain or pleasure, but he kept going.
“No,” Sora stammered through pants. Riku wasn’t sure if he was telling him to stop or not to stop, but Riku still pushed back in with enough force for Sora to cry out.
Sora’s eyes were filled with stars and white light as Riku hit that small spot within him that made fire engulf his every senses. Sora found himself begging for more, almost commanding Riku to continue hard and fast. He knew that when he thought back on this after they were finished he would be red with embarrassment, but right now it just felt so right and Riku happily complied with his demands.
Riku himself was completely entranced—and enamored—with Sora like this. Sora’s soft cries, his wanton breathing, his demands to be fucked. It was so unlike Sora, and yet so much like him. His eyes still radiated a playful aura about them, his mouth still upturned in that silly grin that had kept Riku going through the darkness even when it seemed like all was lost. This was his Sora. This Sora was more adult now, sure, but it was the same Sora Riku had grown up with—and loved—since he was young.
Riku could feel Sora tightening around him and had little warning when Sora cried out in ecstasy and pulled himself around Riku’s neck tighter to kiss the older boy hard. Something warm and liquid began to cover Riku’s hand that was stroking Sora with earnest. Sora’s whole body shuddered and shook as he let the wave of pleasure wash over him at his orgasm. He had never experienced one—he had never even tried. It was a feeling that was so new and incredible to him that he felt like he might black out if it continued any longer.
As Riku saw the boy beneath him wind down from his orgasm, Riku felt his stomach knot and tighten, and he pounded in to Sora a few more times before a burst of light clouded his vision and he felt his own orgasm rack his body almost violently. Riku slammed his fist down on to the ground right besides Sora’s head to keep himself from biting at the boy as the pleasure surged through him. He’d experimented with himself over the years enough to know what an orgasm felt like, but this was unlike any he had ever experienced before. He cried Sora’s name, not knowing how loud it was nor caring.
He collapsed on top of Sora, taking care not to fall too hard on top of the boy who was still recovering himself. They were both panting so hard that Sora had trouble getting air with Riku on top of him, but he wanted nothing more than for the boy to be close to him at this moment so he couldn’t bring himself to care.
“Ri-Riku,” Sora stammered, his head cloudy and completely incoherent beyond saying that name.
“Sora, I love you,” Riku replied, kissing the boy’s forehead affectionately as he felt himself soften inside of Sora. He could feel his seed slowly starting to leak out of his friend but he couldn’t move to help him clean it. It would have to wait. “I love you so much.”
“I love you too, Riku.” Sora hugged Riku close to him, his eyes stinging with tears as he tried to hold his emotions inside of him. He was already embarrassed about what he’d cried out during their act, he didn’t want to dig a deeper hole by crying after the fact. Do people cry after this?
“Please tell me you won’t leave me again,” Riku said, teary eyed, as he buried his face in Sora’s neck. “No matter what happens from now on, promise me that we will always be together.”
“Of course, Riku. You’re my other half; I wouldn’t be able to carry on without you. You know that.”
Riku chuckled. He brushed more stray hair from Sora’s eyes and Sora smiled up at him warmly.
“This—this is real right?” Sora asked suddenly, eyeing Riku up and down. “This isn’t part of the dream still?”
Riku laughed and pinched Sora cheek, making the boy cry out in surprise. “Nope, pretty sure this is real.”
“Riku!” the brunette swatted away Riku’s hand. “If it is a dream, I will gladly sleep forever to stay in it.”
“I’d be right next to you, Sora. Forever.” They smiled at each other.
Suddenly Sora’s cheeks turned scarlet. “What are we going to tell Kairi?”
“I’m sure she’ll be glad, all she wants is for her friends to be happy,” Riku mused, finally rolling off of Sora and landing by his side. He glanced over at Sora and winked. “And I’m very happy.”
Sora nodded. “Me too.”
Riku grabbed Sora’s hand and brought his fingers to his lips again, kissing them sweetly. Sora yawned loudly.
“I think I’m gonna take a short nap,” he said, turning over on his side.
“Wha? Sora, I don’t think that’s a good idea!” Riku said warningly. “The others will be back any moment…” But Sora was already fast asleep, curled up beside Riku and snoring rather loudly.
Great. Riku thought to himself, not being able to help but smile at Sora’s sleeping figure. He was so peaceful when he slept. You wouldn’t know it by looking at his fragile frame and his soft features that he could wield a keyblade and has, numerous times, saved countless worlds from oblivion. But that’s what Riku liked so much about Sora—he loved his strength, his will, his selflessness.
Most of all, Riku loved Sora’s heart, the way it shined above all others. The way it guided Riku home every time. The way it protected him and kept him from falling back in to the dark abyss. Without Sora, Riku realized, he would be nothing. He would have nothing. Sora was his everything, and if the world were to lose the light that was Sora, he wasn’t sure if the world would be able to continue to spin on.
“Sora,” Riku whispered to the sleeping boy, rubbing the back of his hand to the boy’s face. “While I was in the Sleeping World, my heart ached for you. I was afraid I would never see you again, never feel your heart beat against mine.”Sora smiled in his sleep. Riku wondered what he might be dreaming about.
“As long as I have you, I will always find my way. Your heart will guide me, like the stars in the sky, back home every time.” Riku placed his hand over Sora’s chest and felt the boy’s heart beat almost right out of his chest.
“Your heart will always be the brightest of all, the most beautiful shining star.”

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