Shards Of Moonlight
Disclaimer: This is a RiSo One-Shot. All Kingdom Hearts characters and rights belong to Square Enix. The only things I own are the plot line and the nameless girl at the end.
Warning: Angst, bi!Riku, and dead!Sora. Slight Shounen-Ai.
CONTAINS SHOUNEN-AI (Soft Boy-Love). IF YOU DON'T LIKE IT, DON'T READ IT.
'The blood. The unseeing cerulean blue orbs that remained open as my
screams filled the closed space. I reached for him as they dragged me away, his
name smarming past my lips, even though I knew there was no point. Those bright,
bubbly orbs of affection were glassy and glazed over, more so like a dolls than
a human. The tears thundered down my cheeks, my voice horase from screaming his
name. I thought about how I had watched, screaming, as they cut him away, his
head lolling limply, and those eyes settling to face me. I saw myself reflected
in them, covered in his blood and screaming profusely, telling myself he was
still alive. Memories of him smiling radiantly just moments before swirled in my
head, his unruly chocolate spikes twisting in the wind that spiraled through
the open window. Then the screeching of tires skidding on asphalt, and him
gasping for breath as shards of broken glass drove through his chest. The
horrifying silence coming from him as his head smashed into the dashboard.
Blood pumped from the new gash as I tried to help him, but the seatbelt pinned
me back against the blood drenched seats.'
I gasped awake, the sheets drenched in sweat from the nightmare. I sat
up, tears spilling over my eyes as silver locks hung over me and clung to my
neck. I reached behind me to my nightstand, my hands grazing across a cold metal
frame before snatching it up. I looked down at it, his face smiling up at me, as
tears dripped onto the glass.
"I'm so sorry, Sora. I was my fault. I should have seen them coming. It's
my fault you're-" I looked up from the
picture.
"It is not. Now stop mulling over it." Said a painfully familiar voice as
a wavering form stepped into a beam of glimmering moon light. A bubbly, familiar
smile was worn across the figures lips, and beautiful blue eyes shone out from
between the spikes that were thinly out lined in a luscious brown. He walked
closer gracefully, looking as if he belonged in the stars, dancing across the
sky as he pleased. He gingerly placed himself on the edge of the bed, still
smiling at me. I reached out to touch him, the tears halting in their
tracks.
"S-Sora?" I whispered, afraid to wake and find I was dreaming. He placed
his finger to my lips and looked at me, his eyes full of love and affection,
just as I remembered them.
"Shhh. I haven't got long. Please, listen to me." His eyes were pleading,
and I smiled. Something I haven't done in the months since he died.
"Okay." I said softly, grasping his translucent hand. He shifted onto his
knees and placed his free hand on my cheek, eyes staring into
mine.
"I don't blame you, Riku. I never did. I love you." He pressed his lips
to mine shortly, and I relished in the feeling. He pulled away, his form
dimming. I was shedding tears, tears of
happiness.
"Don't leave me Sora, I love you. I love you so much." I called as his
shape dimmed further. The smile remained posted on his face as a single tear
traced its way down to his almost transparent
chin.
" I don't want to leave, trust me. But I want you to be happy, Riku. I'll
wait for you. Fall in love again, you deserve to. Just don't forget about me.
And If you don't want to be with me anymore once you arrive, that’s fine, as
long as you're happy. When you meet someone else, go on and tell them about me.
Don't keep me hidden, like I never existed. I need to go, Riku. Never forget,
I'll always love you. And I forgive you." He said, the outline of his feminine
frame fading into oblivion. The sun was beginning to rise over the horizon, and
I knew somewhere in my heart that it wasn't a dream. He forgave me. He never
blamed me. He still loved me. His voice rang in my ears, his content smile was
in my memory, and the feeling of his lips on mine remained.
I still feel his hand on mine, years later. But I guess you can say I
fell in love again. I'll never be able to forget Sora, though. I stood with my
new lover in front of his grave, telling her about how he died, a few stray
tears running down my cheeks. She didn't care that I loved him. She even cried
for him. I wrapped my arm around her shoulders, my eyes fixed on the moon. It
was brighter than ever, and in a sliver of moonlight, I saw him, smiling,
crying, and waving.
'I'm so
happy she cried for me. don't forget me, please." He mouthed as he disappeared,
and I smiled back at him through the tears. I knew I never could. Not even if I
wanted to.
Warning: Angst, bi!Riku, and dead!Sora. Slight Shounen-Ai.
CONTAINS SHOUNEN-AI (Soft Boy-Love). IF YOU DON'T LIKE IT, DON'T READ IT.
'The blood. The unseeing cerulean blue orbs that remained open as my
screams filled the closed space. I reached for him as they dragged me away, his
name smarming past my lips, even though I knew there was no point. Those bright,
bubbly orbs of affection were glassy and glazed over, more so like a dolls than
a human. The tears thundered down my cheeks, my voice horase from screaming his
name. I thought about how I had watched, screaming, as they cut him away, his
head lolling limply, and those eyes settling to face me. I saw myself reflected
in them, covered in his blood and screaming profusely, telling myself he was
still alive. Memories of him smiling radiantly just moments before swirled in my
head, his unruly chocolate spikes twisting in the wind that spiraled through
the open window. Then the screeching of tires skidding on asphalt, and him
gasping for breath as shards of broken glass drove through his chest. The
horrifying silence coming from him as his head smashed into the dashboard.
Blood pumped from the new gash as I tried to help him, but the seatbelt pinned
me back against the blood drenched seats.'
I gasped awake, the sheets drenched in sweat from the nightmare. I sat
up, tears spilling over my eyes as silver locks hung over me and clung to my
neck. I reached behind me to my nightstand, my hands grazing across a cold metal
frame before snatching it up. I looked down at it, his face smiling up at me, as
tears dripped onto the glass.
"I'm so sorry, Sora. I was my fault. I should have seen them coming. It's
my fault you're-" I looked up from the
picture.
"It is not. Now stop mulling over it." Said a painfully familiar voice as
a wavering form stepped into a beam of glimmering moon light. A bubbly, familiar
smile was worn across the figures lips, and beautiful blue eyes shone out from
between the spikes that were thinly out lined in a luscious brown. He walked
closer gracefully, looking as if he belonged in the stars, dancing across the
sky as he pleased. He gingerly placed himself on the edge of the bed, still
smiling at me. I reached out to touch him, the tears halting in their
tracks.
"S-Sora?" I whispered, afraid to wake and find I was dreaming. He placed
his finger to my lips and looked at me, his eyes full of love and affection,
just as I remembered them.
"Shhh. I haven't got long. Please, listen to me." His eyes were pleading,
and I smiled. Something I haven't done in the months since he died.
"Okay." I said softly, grasping his translucent hand. He shifted onto his
knees and placed his free hand on my cheek, eyes staring into
mine.
"I don't blame you, Riku. I never did. I love you." He pressed his lips
to mine shortly, and I relished in the feeling. He pulled away, his form
dimming. I was shedding tears, tears of
happiness.
"Don't leave me Sora, I love you. I love you so much." I called as his
shape dimmed further. The smile remained posted on his face as a single tear
traced its way down to his almost transparent
chin.
" I don't want to leave, trust me. But I want you to be happy, Riku. I'll
wait for you. Fall in love again, you deserve to. Just don't forget about me.
And If you don't want to be with me anymore once you arrive, that’s fine, as
long as you're happy. When you meet someone else, go on and tell them about me.
Don't keep me hidden, like I never existed. I need to go, Riku. Never forget,
I'll always love you. And I forgive you." He said, the outline of his feminine
frame fading into oblivion. The sun was beginning to rise over the horizon, and
I knew somewhere in my heart that it wasn't a dream. He forgave me. He never
blamed me. He still loved me. His voice rang in my ears, his content smile was
in my memory, and the feeling of his lips on mine remained.
I still feel his hand on mine, years later. But I guess you can say I
fell in love again. I'll never be able to forget Sora, though. I stood with my
new lover in front of his grave, telling her about how he died, a few stray
tears running down my cheeks. She didn't care that I loved him. She even cried
for him. I wrapped my arm around her shoulders, my eyes fixed on the moon. It
was brighter than ever, and in a sliver of moonlight, I saw him, smiling,
crying, and waving.
'I'm so
happy she cried for me. don't forget me, please." He mouthed as he disappeared,
and I smiled back at him through the tears. I knew I never could. Not even if I
wanted to.