Is Any of This for Real....or Not?

(Sora’s POV)
I look up at Riku, joy dancing in my eyes. I hug him close; afraid that he might disappear. I feel him pull away so he can look down at me. I see happiness in him too, but there’s something more. He looks determined, but about what I don’t know. Maybe he really doesn’t feel the same about me.

“Is it really you Riku, or are you just a dream too?” He looks away from me, telling me that my question was an insult I try to pull him into another hug as an apology, but he just pulls away even more.

“Sora, you have to listen to me.” I’m not sure why he was so intent on talking now. If he let me go now, I could give the keyblade to Ichiro and we can have all the time in the world to talk. I stay put despite what would be best.

“Do you trust me?” The question takes me off guard. Why would he ask such a question? We spent our entire childhood together and I trusted him to hold back Ansem while we made our escape from Hollow Baston. I don’t like it when Riku questions me.

“Riku....I would never question you, but we will have plenty of time just give me a second.” I go to give Ichiro the keyblade, but Riku grabs my hand, as if he wants to stop me.

“Please Sora, if you trust me, then you can’t give your keyblade to him.” I turn my head in his direction, confusion visible on my face. Maybe he didn’t understand the situation. I mean I wouldn’t trust him giving something precious away.

“Let me explain. Ichiro here is the unknown voice that gave me the keyblade. The heartless are coming after you and they know my every move. So if I don’t....”

“It’s all a lie!!” He shouted. My whole body is now turned towards him. What does he mean it’s all a lie? Nothing he is talking about is making sense. In a way, he doesn’t seem like Riku. Riku would never question my trust in him and Riku would never go against what I thought was right. We may have disagreed in the past, but Riku usually takes my side when he knows I’m serious.

“Get away from him Sora!! He is a new trick that the heartless have developed. If you don’t give me the keyblade he will take it and kill you with your own weapon! Would the real Riku keep secrets from you? Especially ones that deal with the heart!” Ichiro calls out to me. I start to back away from Riku, Ichiro has always led me down the right path.

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(Riku’s POV)
Sora starts to back away from me, distrust growing in his eyes. My heart is starting to break; he no longer trusts me enough to heed my warnings. Maybe I expected too much. I did betray him when I turned to the darkness. Then there’s the secrets that I have kept from him. I never meant to hide so many things from Sora; they just built up over time. There’s no point in regretting the past, I have to make Sora believe that I really am the real Riku.

“Please Sora, believe me! Ichiro isn’t the one who gave you the keyblade, a little girl named Shiranai did!” I peek out of the corner of my eye at Ichiro. I see him tense a little, but it’s hardly noticeable. He quickly recovers from my knowledge of the truth and retorts with his answer.

“And do you have any proof of your accusation?” I stand there, stunned. I never thought of having any kind of proof; I just assumed that Sora would trust me. Damn!! I lower my head and direct my eyes down to the ground.

“No..” I whisper, defeat tingeing my voice. I know now that I have lost Sora, we are all going to die because I’m not smart enough to convince Sora I’m the real Riku. Tears are starting to come into my eyes, but I hold them back with every muscle in my body. What was I thinking when I agreed to do this? I’ve only been able to hurt the people I care about; I’ve never been able to help them one bit. I hear Sora start to turn away from me: shattering my heart even more. I don’t care that Sora doesn’t believe me, I only want him back in my arms. I run towards him, reaching out for him. He quickly turns around, hate in his eyes.

“You will never be Riku!” I try to stop in my tracks, but I don’t have time. He strikes out with his hand and pushes me down onto my back. I lay there for a moment, hoping that I’m just dreaming myself, but I know I’m not. I roll over onto my hands and knees. Emotions have run dry. I can’t stand seeing Sora this way any longer. All I want is to get out of his dreams and exact my revenge on Ichiro for putting him through this.

Once again I can hear him turn away from me, hate for me probably fresh in his mind. I turn to him and see him summon his keyblade. Then I see something strange. Ichiro is still looking at Sora, but he has his hands behind his back. A glint of light comes from behind him. I have to think what that can possibly be. Then it hits me. I have to save Sora, whether he believes me or not! I run towards him, but he doesn’t turn to me. I then see him reach out his keyblade to Ichiro. I have to stop this madness! Ichiro reaches for the keyblade and brings his other arm from behind his back. I launch myself in front of Sora and feel immense pain shoot out from my stomach. I land on the ground hard on my back. Ichiro looks down at me with rage in his eyes.

‘Didn’t think I had the guts did you?’ I think to myself, glad that I have foiled Ichiro’s plans. I then look down at my wound. I see a curved dagger coming out of my belly; similar to the one Kairi held during Sora’s warning dream. The dagger is actually beautiful, even if it is the cause of my pain. The blood’s already starting to pool around my body and it’s still coming out. I can feel energy leaving me; I don’t have much time left. I finally look at Sora, my beloved. I will never get to tell him how much I care. I try to mouth words, but I have no strength left. Sora drops to his knees and holds my hand, giving me strength for one final moment with him.

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(Sora POV)
My actions are going to be the death of the only two people that brought me strength. I had killed Kairi with my own hands and my distrust in Riku will be his demise. No tears come though, I have none left. I’m on my knees beside him, trying to find the right words. The blood coming from his body just won’t stop. I look into his eyes expecting sadness or even hate for me in them, but find the exact opposite. Those beautiful green eyes hold the deepest love for me, bringing tears I thought would never come. He brings his hand to my face; using the last bits of strength in his body. His touch sends a shiver through me, knowing full well that this will be the last time I will feel it.

“Sora....never give in....to what others want you to believe” He gasps for air, trying to finish his final words. “Look to your heart.....because I will always be there to help you find the light.” I nod my head, acknowledging that I hear her. I lean down and hold him close to me, hoping he can still feel my embrace. I don’t care that his blood is now dripping onto me, he is all that matters now.

“Riku, I never got to tell you......I love you.” I feel his head turn up towards me and I can see in his eyes that he feels the same. I then decide to give him one final thing; something I should have done long ago. I lean down and press my lips against his. He feels so cold, but I know he can feel me. I released him and know that he’s dead now. All life has left his body and he’s no longer Riku, just a body that held his spirit.

I slowly stand; no longer looking at the body. I summon my keyblade, this time it isn’t leaving my side. Hate and anger are only words; nothing can describe the heat that’s radiating from my body.

“Sora I’m very proud of..........”

“You don’t deserve to stain my keyblade with blood, but I will do so for the spirits of the ones I’ve loved and lost.”

So to sum up this chapter. Ichiro reveals he's the bad guy, Riku dies, and Sora is pissed beyond anything. Wow. It looks like I really like to kill characters, but I don't! Please rate and review!!