We're singing I believe that lovers should be chained together

And thrown into a fire with their songs and letters

And left there to burn

Left there to burn in their arrogance

Sometimes, Sora remembers, and sometimes, Sora forgets. He thinks he knows and thinks about everything that happens to him, he thinks he takes it all in and it's set in stone, but he forgets, you see.

He forgets about what Riku remembers.

He doesn't mean to, but what Riku remembers isn't important to him. What's important to him is what Riku forgets, because sometimes, Riku remembers, and, sometimes, Riku forgets.

"Once," Sora reminisces, eyes twinkling as if a fire has been lit up inside of him. "Kiri and I- I don't know if you were there, Riku,- but, anyway, Kairi and I were talking about something- damn. What was it? Her favorite flower or something..."

Riku smiles, as if he's listening, looking at the stars and thinking why the fuck can't I forget, but he can forget and he's forgetting. It's who he's having trouble with, now.
Kairi's already forgotten, mind on Riku now, why can't I forget? I love Sora... Sora.

"I think it was her favorite color..." Sora wants to remember her, he needs her, doesn't he?

But he's already forgetting.

And, suddenly, Kairi's forgetting everything. His hair, his eyes, his face, they're falling into the distance because I love- and she can't love him, now.

Kairi's found someone else, while Sora's been telling his tale. A nice, tall boy. Blond hair and eyes that remind her of waves and he has the best music collection that she has ever seen.

Then Sora remembers something that he'd forgotten long ago, and without hesitation, she shares it with Riku.

Riku remembers.

"Riku, do you remember when we went to the circus?"

There's no motion, no nod to signify that he does, but Sora just knows he wouldn't forget.

"And I got lost in the house of mirrors."

Riku frowns, he knows this story ends when he saves Kairi, even though that never really happened.

"You saved me, didn't you, Riku?"

He turns his head, he's never heard Sora say that before. Sora's always the hero. He's sitting cross-legged, now, listening to the new version of the tale.

"I was lost, and I was crying, but you saved me. I thought I'd never get out, Riku!" He jumps a little, that horrible smile still on his face- the one that he shows to Kairi, appreciative of just her company. "I was so scared! How did you find me?"

Riku smiles, pressing the palm of his hand to where the water can't reach, and he's watching Sora attentively- are his eyes sparkling, too? "I couldn't hear you at first," He begins telling the story like a child, trying to provoke enthusiasm and bring that feeling of suspense into the tale, while still looking cool. "But I saw you out of the corner of my eye, it was a reflection of you, so I kept looking. I could see you were moving and turning, and then I heard you."

"Oh!"

"Yeah..." They were smiling and laughing, and Kairi is off somewhere with that other guy but Sora doesn't know, and Riku forgets.

-x-

"Sora! SORA!" Her eyes are dull and she's sobbing but he's leaving her behind.

The sad part is that he's crying, too, but he has no one to go to- or does he? He wipes his eyes on his sleeve and runs until he can't see her fucking house anymore, he runs and takes out a cellphone that's old and blocky and worn, but it works. It rings, and it rings until he hears that too familiar voice and he cries to it mumbling things like "I'm- I'm at the park!" and "can you come get m-me?" and he feels like he's in that fucking house of mirrors again.

Riku's confused and Riku's tired but he runs out the door and finds that boy with the entrancing eyes and the soft lips that are screaming to be kissed and he remembers the house of mirrors. He sees Sora crying again, out of the corner of his eye but he's just not there anymore... Riku can't seem to find him, until he hears him. "SORA!" The screams just to echo back like he's a reflection but there are no fucking mirrors here, Riku, he just needs you right now and he's fucking right in fucking front of you, and he fucking needs you.

Sora doesn't see Riku standing behind him and he doesn't hear Riku's thoughts and he can't stop crying. They were supposed to be together, and they are supposed to live happily ever after and he is lost without her. He can almost see the glass reflecting him perfectly, forming around him and he doesn't know what to do and he's crying, and Riku's coming, freed now suddenly from his trance. He's smiling at Sora and Sora's crying into Riku's chest, but he doesn't feel lost anymore.

Now I believe that lovers should be draped in flowers

And laid entwined together on a bed of clover

And left there to sleep

Left there to dream of their happiness

Right so :)

This is for a competition.

k o u s e n's, to be exact.

I GOT MIRRORS.

I WANTED CONDOM.

But -cough- she didn't have that word so.

This came out...

interestingly, I guess.

It's confusing as hell, but that's how it goes.

The song is Perfect Sonnet by Bright Eyes.

I love it.

This was, erm, 'inspired' by nothing really.
I WANTED TO DO THE COMPETITION AND I WANTED HANNAH TO READ IT SO I COULDN'T DO SOXAS AND, WELL...

this came out. OO

The beginning is hella confusing. Sorry 'bout that, folks.

Hope you liked it.
COMMENT.
I LOVE COMMENTS.

WITH A PASSION.

I'm probably going to do another one.

Even though this sucked ass. :)

OH MAYBE I'LL GET SOMETHING LIKE TAPE THIS TIME.

-coughhacksneeze-

i love tape.

So sticky and smooth,

It's like the most amazing product.

...comment ilybai.