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

(Sora POV)
My eyes slowly open; not knowing what’s going to happen. Suddenly, I feel that my back is stiff and my butt is asleep. What a great way to wake up from a nightmare! I try to sit up, but my muscles are too weak from lack of food or water. I try to look around, but my head refuses to listen. I decide to just listen for something, anything. Yet to my dismay I hear nothing. Maybe I’m destined never to awake from the dream Ichiro placed me in. As soon as the thought crosses my mind, a face appears above my own and smiles down. I have never seen a more handsome face.

“Good morning sleepy head.” Riku whispers, planting a chaste kiss on my cheek.

“I thought I was never going to wake up.” I say, my voice barely a whisper. I try to sit up again and have a little more luck, but not much. My hands try to steady my body, but I end up laying down on the stone table with a thud. Pain rushes through my head, but nothing that will cause permanent damage. I can hear Riku chuckle at my attempt. I’m just glad that I’m near him again.

“Cure!” I hear Donald quack, feeling all strength return to my body. I finally sit up and look at Riku. He just stands there and smirks at me, his arms crossed over his chest. Then, without notice, he pulls me into his chest and buries his face into my shoulder. After a couple of seconds, Riku holds me at arm’s length, fury clear on his face

“Idiot! Don’t you dare try something that stupid again! Wait for some help instead of going psycho!” He yells into my face. I wince and look down at my lap; not wanting to look at Riku directly.

“Please Riku...don’t be angry. I never thought things would go that far. Yet…you’re the only reason I could wake up. Not even killing Kairi did that.” Riku tilts my head up, showing that he forgives me.

“Ahem...” Donald clears his throat. A blush covers my entire face, realizing that Riku and I aren’t the only ones in the room. I just laugh and lace my fingers behind my head. Donald just sighs, Goofy laughs and then I spot a little girl. She looks familiar, but I can’t place her. Riku sees the confusion on my face.

“Sora, that’s Shiranai. She’s the one that tried to stop you after you killed Ichiro.” I then remember what I had almost done to this young girl in my dream.

“I’m so sorry for what I did....” I say, empathy ringing through my voice.

“Don’t worry, I understand, but I think I something needs to be explained As you may know, my name is Shiranai, but I’ve known you for some time Sora.” I look at her, confusion again crossing my face.
“I am the keeper of the keyblades, I’m the unknown voice that gave you the keyblade.” Shock rushes through my body. I had always thought that the unknown voice would be some wise old man, not a young girl.

“She’s the one that brought here.” Riku added. I smile at Shiranai; hoping that she gets the silent thank you.

“Sadly I have to damper this happy reunion.” Shiranai says in a hushed tone. I look at her, trying to figure out what she’s about to say. I turn to Riku; he has the same look on his face.

“Sora, you acted against the will of the keyblade. You killed a living person with hate in your heart. If it was only for a brief second, you let darkness overtake you. Only a person with a pure heart can wield the keyblade and you no longer have that.” Regret racks my brain. Why had I let sadness and despair consume me?

“Wait Shiranai! I’m sure you would have done the same thing if Ichiro killed someone you loved!” Riku reasoned. I reach for his hand, squeezing it to let him know to stop. He looks at me with a baffled look.

“No Riku, I fully understand why Shiranai needs to take the keyblade. I will comply with the rules, I have no right to argue.” I summon my keyblade and reach it out to Shiranai. Yet as I do I see someone out of the corner of my eye. Ichiro. He doesn’t seem to be dead. What’s even weirder is that I feel no hate or anger towards this man. I walk over to him and notice that he is frozen to the ground with a blizzaga spell. His head is the only part not frozen, but he seems to be sleeping, just as I had a couple of minutes ago. I kneel down and point my keyblade at the ice.

“Fire.” I whisper, not a hint of hate in my voice.

“Sora!! What the hell are you doing?!?” Riku roars at me, but I shrug it off for the moment. The ice melts and Ichiro finally wakes up. He looks at me square in the eye and smiles.

“So this is how it ends keyblade wielder. Well do it quickly, I have no life to live.” Ichiro says to me in a fatal tone; the smile still crossing his face. I just smile back.

“No Ichiro, even though you tortured me and messed with my mind, I have no right to kill you. You will have to deal with Shiranai though.” He just looks at me, uncertainty all over his face. I stand and reach out my hand to help him up, but Ichiro just slaps it away.

“I will not take your pity! You are the cause of my suffering and soon I will end it.” Then in a flash, Ichiro teleports himself away, to who knows where. I sigh and turn to Shiranai.

“Sorry, but here. I’ll give you my keyblade like I said I would.” Shiranai just smiles at me and shakes her head.

“I think I will have to reconsider, Sora. You have proven to me that even though he put you through so much, you were willing to help him. Sora, you are truly the real keyblade wielder.” Her smile fades a little, yet she continues. “My time here has ended, but I know we’ll meet again. Just remember Sora, you will be the one to open the door to the light.” In the same instant she teleports away.I look to Riku; knowing that my journey still wasn’t over.

“Riku, you know I still have to save the King.” He walks over to me and puts his arms around my waist. Leaning down, he places a kiss on my forehead.

“Stupid, you’re not going alone. I’m coming too. After all, I know the King much better than you do.” I smile up at him; knowing there’s no way to convince him otherwise.

“Come on Riku. It’s time we went home too.”


The final chapter!! I just couldn't tear Riku and Sora apart. Thanks for reading and I hope I hear from some of you!!