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disclaim -- I, sadly, do not own or claim rights to the Kingdom Hearts franchise. All credit to Square-Enix & Disney.

pairings -- naminé/sora; sora/riku/kairi.

commentary -- Wrote this in Sign Language class during a movie, so it's not the most amazing oneshot you'll ever read. I do kind of think that I'm getting better, though, even if just a small, insignificant amount. o3o""
I love Namora. And SoRiKai. They're awesome.
But I failed. Hah~

( I still suck, but enjoy plz? ;3 )

The pod waited patiently to be occupied by the boy in red.

The room was quiet, eerie, with a cold feel to it.

Naminé wasn't shivering because of the chilled room, no; she was nervous. She wanted to give Sora the charm she'd made with her own two hands, the one she'd worked so diligently.

She'd spent so many quiet, lonely days making it -- the hand-woven chain, the shape of a simple five-pointed star, the message to get across, just for him.

She summoned the courage to give it to him, after some silence in the small room.

'Here... Sora.' She swiftly extended her arm out, flat palm, golden charm clearly visible and bright on her pale hand.

He looked at the token, and took it into his own hand with wide, smiling eyes.

'Thanks, Naminé!' he said excitedly. 'It reminds me of a Paopu fruit.'

She smiled quietly, shyly. 'That's the point. I'd like you to always remember me, in one way or another.'

Sora blushed, and he remembered the charm that his childhood friend had also given him, in its place inside his pocket. He groped for it and pulled it out, smiled quietly at the little smiley face on it.

Naminé looked at the ground, closed her eyes; it wasn't hard to guess what he was thinking of, so she had expected this. Sora noticed -- 'Naminé?'

He really was naive.

She lifted her face with a fake smile. 'It's fine, Sora.'

He smiled at this childishly, which made her have a good-hearted, true smile.

'Goodbye,' she finally said in a shaky voice.

He nodded at this; hopped into the waiting pod and closed his eyes, entering a deep sleep.

Naminé was not finished, though; she visited Sora in his slumber, telling him that he'll forget her.

'You'll forget about me... but with our promise,' she said with the charm in mind, 'I can come back.'

'Yeah. Forgotten, but not lost.'

Still forgotten... she thought to herself, a single tear going down her pale cheek.

Sora slowly regained his memories of his island home. Riku and Kairi, his best friends; nothing had changed, with Castle Oblivion forgotten to him.

Sitting on the Paopu tree with his friends, he felt some object poke him in his side. He investigated this and found a bright yellow, star-shaped charm.

Who gave me this? he thought. The name was on the tip of his tongue, but he couldn't quite recall it.

He knew that it was significant, wherever he got the charm. He knew whoever gave it to him was important.

In the white, empty castle, Naminé watched Sora in his sleep, drawing. His sleeping face had a grin on it, and she grinned with him.

An image entered Sora's thoughts, but it was static-filled and unclear.
A blonde girl, smiling, could be made out.

He smiled back, but didn't know quite why.

Maybe it was just that feeling when someone else smiles, you want to smile, too.

But perhaps he would never know.