Subjugation Of The Heart
*ContinuationFic* He was the Keyblade's chosen one,pure of heart and full of courage. Noone would of ever thought that he might be in danger himself,and from someone they'd never suspect. It's a new journey- but this time, will they win?Or will they fail? {Discontinued}
Chapter 1
Sunlight filtered into the classroom, warming the room up. The students enjoyed it, and were all smiling brightly, even though they were at the moment working. Selphie was out of her seat, hanging around Tidus' desk, looking for help on math. The brunette was blushing cutely in the blonde's presence, an obvious statement that she was crushing on the boy.
Tidus himself seemed generally happy to help the girl, whether he liked her or not remained a mystery. Wakka was struggling to finish his work, but even with Kairi's help, he just kept glancing out the window to the white-washed streets and bright, blue skies. You could tell he had blitzball on the brain. Riku glanced at them, studying each of his classmates, pen twirling in his long fingers.
His own workbook remained blank, his work still not finished though on a regular day he would have already finished everything ten minutes ago, and would be doing some extra studying right now. He tried to focus, but his thoughts kept drifting away, back to events of a year ago. The silver-haired teen turned his eyes away from the rest of his classmates, resting them on one individual seated at the front of the class next to the window.
Those days when he'd been consumed by darkness, his face warped to look like Xenahort's, had been painful. Haunted by those crawling phantoms, the only thing moving him on was to help restore Sora back to his original self. Riku's hand clenched, almost cracking the plastic of his pen. Those days would forever remain with him, and the teen would continue to regret those choices he had made that had made him almost lose his best friend.
It was probably why Riku chose to try to block those memories out, so as not to be burdened with them, but the thing that was drawing them out frightened the silverette more. Teal eyes continued to stare at the back of Sora's head, the brunette gazing out the window still. For the past week, the keyblade wielder had been acting a little strange.
Nobody else noticed, cause they were tiny differences, practically insignificant. But Riku couldn't help to notice them, and a sense of worry settled in his gut. Nothing was going to happen again to Sora, was it? Not after everything they'd been through. They had just returned back to Destiny Islands a few months back. Couldn't they get some peace?
The silver-haired youth kept his expression as neutral as possible, studying his best friend still. Sora had yet to move all class. Usually by now the shorter teen would be padding over either to his or Kairi's desk, whining that he was getting a headache and couldn't figure out what to do. But the brunette hadn't done such a thing for three classes now. He just kept staring out the window, ignoring the rest of the world around him. Riku scowled.
Just what was Sora looking at?
Someone laughed behind the silverette, and Riku watched with anxious breath as Sora's head cocked at the sound. Riku leaned forward in his seat, casually, his eyes never leaving the brunette's form. Teal orbs turned down upon his blank worksheet, as Sora's head started to turn forward, and cautiously Riku stole a glance at the other boy's face.
His breath caught in his throat. The brunette's brilliant blue eyes were empty, black like coals. A shiver ran down Riku's spine. Sora blinked, and then his eyes were blue once again. Curious, the keyblade wielder looked at the silver-headed teen, before smiling brightly. Riku's brow furrowed as he struggled to smile back.
"Riku... have you seen Sora?"
The mentioned teen turned to his female friend, his lips pulled tight. "No I haven't," he answered her.
Kairi huffed, placing a hand on her hip as her brows wrinkled in slight annoyance and worry. "Jeez, that guy," the red-head complained, "We had made plans last week to go to the Island after school today, but Sora's been acting like a total flake."
Riku stared at the girl a moment longer, before casting his eyes about the hallway. People were flocking about at their lockers, getting their things and talking to their friends, slowly migrating to the door and out of the school for the rest of the afternoon. But even among all the hustle and bustle, there was no head of spiky brown hair, no loud cheerful voice shouting from the end of the hall as its owner ran over to the pair.
Where had Sora gone off to now?
"Riku, hey Riku!"
The silverette snapped out of his thoughts, embarrassed that Kairi had been talking to him this whole time, but he hadn't noticed. "Sorry," he apologized. "What were you saying Kairi?"
The girl scowled at him, upset that she had been ignored by the older teen. She only shook her head and sighed, feeling her anger being forgotten for the time being as she took not of the distracted look in her friend's teal eyes. "It's not like you to zone out when someone's talking to you, Riku. Maybe for Sora, but not for you. What's going on? Is everything alright?," she asked.
Riku packed up the last of things, shutting his locker door. "Everything's fine," he mumbled in reply, turning to the door. Kairi pursed her lips again, but she was more worried than upset that the silver-haired male wouldn't tell her anything. She tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, and followed after the older teen.
"Alright, I'll take that answer for now. But if anything else happens, I'm expecting you to fill me in on what's got you so distracted," she told him.
Riku didn't even glance at her, as he nodded in promise. The two walked out of the school, and parted ways.
It was getting late, the day was coming to an end once more. Standing before his mirror, Sora stood, lost in a trance again. The lights were off in his room, and as the sun sank below the horizon, the shadows grew longer and larger. Like a phantom, Roxas stepped out from a shadow against the wall, stepping toward his other self.
Cold orbs stared into blank ones, the Nobody's lips pulled into a frown. "Why did I ever come to exist?," the dirty-blonde questioned, pacing around the brunette's rigid form. Anger burned in the blue irises. "What was the point, if after all the lies, you were going to just come back and seal me up?"
No answer came, but that was to be expected. With a snort, Roxas twisted away from the keyblade wielder, stomping across the room in ghostly silence. He came to a stop at the window, light seeping through his dark form, staring out upon the world as it stepped into twilight. The twilight reminded him of the place he had stayed hidden at for a while; the town that had allowed him, if for a moment, to be more than just a Nobody. "You know...," number XIII muttered thoughtfully, "I actually kind of liked that place. Even if to Hayner and them, I never existed."
The Nobody canted his head, collective for a moment, before glaring over his shoulder to Sora, who had yet to move still. "You think you are so special," Roxas hissed, fists clenching at his sides. "But you're not. I could use two keyblades on my own, while you needed the help of some enchanted uniform to do so. When were you going to grow up, and stop relying solely on others for help?! Why did you get to keep your existence, while I couldn't!?"
Silence settled over the teen's outburst, and Roxas shook with rage, teeth grinding. The Nobody wanted to inflict harm on his other half, but that wouldn't work. Hard blue eyes stared down at bunched fists, able to see the floor through his ethereal self. He couldn't affect anyone out here, because after all, he didn't exist.
The Nobody huffed, eyes sliding up to rest on the brunette. "You get to continue to exist, so you can go about killing heartless and nobodies, as your act to 'save the worlds'." The teen scoffed, lips twisting in a sneer. Slowly the dirty-blonde male stalked toward the other, holding phantom arms over the brunette's shoulders.
"Let's see if your friends are just as good as playing 'hero', when it's you who needs saving," Roxas breathed, leaning close to the keyblade-wielder. Eyes filled with morbid humor, the Nobody pulled away from Sora. Behind them, the mirror's surface rippled, and like oil spilled on water, its entire face turned an impenetrable black. Nothing reflected off it.
The see-through double crawled into the inky depths of the glass, disappearing from the room. A second passed and another, and it seemed that the Nobody wouldn't return. Then the boy did, his whole uper half surfacing from the mirror. "Let's go on an adventure, Sora," Roxas chirped, reaching out and actually grabbing hold of the brunette's arms. With a simple tug, the Nobody pulled the shorter teen towards the mirror, and into its black waters.
There was a small splash as both teens disappeared, and then the glass shimmered, shining with a flash of white light really quick. The light vanished, and the mirror's surface returned to normal. And the rest of the world was left none the wiser...
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