and sora wonders for the first time if he is the hero.

human
s o k a i k u

and when he sees her flying at him (limp like a ragdoll, scarily fast), he stretches his arms wide to catch her—because he's the hero, even if he doesn't know it yet.

she's two feet in front of him, and a million things are flying through his mind— there's a keyblade in his hands and his island is all gone (andwhereareselphieandtidusandwakkaandaretheyokay?) and riku's there knee-deep in the ocean (handopenwidewaitingandwanting) and there are heartless and talking animals and people he's never met in worlds he's never been to and he doesn't know what to think anymore.

now she's one foot in front of him, and he can see her eyes; violet and empty, half closed like she's about to fall asleep and he can see other things in them—a town in forever twilight, a blonde kid with eyes as blue (blueblueblueliketheocean) as his own, smiling butnotsmiling, laughing butnotmeaningit, and then—he's gone.

and she's gone, too. his princess.

gone in a flash, and he closes his arms just a bit too late and she goes right through him.

like a ghost. but she isn't dead (butshelooksdead) and he cant think too long because he's eerily thrown back out of the secret spot and onto the beach, where the sky is swirling black and purple like the rainstorm he thought was coming but wasn't, and he turns around and there's riku, standing knee-deep in the ocean.

"the door has opened…"

and sora wonders for the first time if he is the hero. and he realizes that yes, he is—kairi's the princess, too, as he has to save her. and he should be happy—he is happy.

until he finds out that his best friend is the bad guy.

2 january 2009; 10.23pm

note ;; drabble, bleh. wanted to do something with a hero and princess and baddie theme. hehee, im on a roll! dedicated to zetsumei7. so there.