Hey everyone
sorry for being offline for so long. When my dad got back early, he failed to mention he'd be going away again the next day, so I didn't have the laptop. Again.
Thanks Squall ^-^ Happy you like my fanfic!
Not sure what happened while I was away... *reads previous posts*
Anywhom, here's another chapter for you guys.
Chapter Thirty-Four
King Mickey was taken aback by Sora’s words.
“What do you mean?” he asked, partly astounded by Sora’s unusual rudeness, partly anticipating what he’d say next.
“I…” Sora stuttered. He’d decided enough was enough. He’d open up, but only for Kairi’s sake. He hadn’t realised that she’d been so affected by this. Plus, his bottled emotions were building up inside him. His pain, his anger, his anguish, all his emotions eating away at his heart, his mind, his conscience. He had to set his hurt free, it was too much to contain inside for much longer, simply too much to bear. “I… had a dream.”
“A dream?” King Mickey was puzzled. Sora’s mood had been caused by just a dream? “What, you mean like Kairi’s dream? Like a vision?”
“Yeah,” Sora nodded slowly. “About Riku.” Sora then proceeded to tell King Mickey about his dream. Slowly but surely, he described every detail, every word, every breath. King Mickey sat quietly, receptive, captivated by his every word, staring out blankly into the starry emptiness before him.
“Oh, Sora,” King Mickey slumped down in his seat, scratched his neck nervously. “Don’t let them do this to you.” He had absorbed all of Sora’s words, had completely decided in an instant that it was another attempt to manipulate him, sent by the New Generation. Still, he understood why Sora had been so shaken by it. Riku was a huge part of Sora’s life, his best friend, and to witness something like that coming from his best friend, of all people, must have been heartbreaking. He even had to wipe flowing tears from his eyes as he described it all, in great detail, to an immensely sympathetic King Mickey.
“Sora, I think they were trying to send you a message,” King Mickey concluded, “but still trying to scare you into giving in at the same time, by making it so terrifying, twisted and powerful.”
“Yeah,” Sora nodded, his shaky hands still curled around the pilot’s controls. He waited a few moments in the silence that followed. He took the King’s words into account. Something still had to be answered. The most important issue brought up by his horrible dream. “So… you don’t think Riku has joined them?”
King Mickey sat in an unusual hesitation. He seemed suspiciously quiet. After snapping out of his silent thought that lasted quite a while, he replied.
“I don’t know,” King Mickey mused, distant, stroking his brow. “I don’t want to rule anything out at this point, Sora, just in case. You never know, anything is possible now.” He seemed cautious, unsure around the issue.
“I know,” Sora replied, quiet, still facing forward. He understood that it could have already happened. “I just…” He took a deep breath, the pain making his insides heavy. “It scares me more than anything else, it hurts so much to even think about it.” A single shining tear rolled down his cheek, but he made no effort to stop it. It traced down to his chin, then dripped onto his shirt. He had opened up so much more. Now he wasn’t afraid to let King Mickey know how he was feeling inside. This had relieved him a little, but it was clear to the King that he was still upset by it all, and the pain probably wasn’t going to leave until he’d found Riku. There was nothing anyone could do, nothing anyone could say to make Sora feel any better about it all. His mood probably wouldn’t improve, much to King Mickey’s disappointment.
The King sighed heavily, reached into his pocket. He stole a quick glance at Sora.
“There’s something else,” he said gingerly. “Something I think you need to see.” He pulled a folded piece of paper out of his pocket, held it with shaking hands. “I know this isn’t the best time, for which I apologise. I wanted you to see this last night, but I didn’t think you were in the right state of mind. Then again, you’re in a worse one now. Given the circumstances, I think you need to see this. I can’t hide from you any longer.” His sentences were rapid, fired out at different intervals due to his sheer nervousness.
“What?” Sora took his first look at King Mickey, desperate to find out, jumping to the conclusion that it was about Riku. The pain swelled in the pit of his stomach, partially due to nervousness, partially due to anticipation, partly due to fear. He cleared his mind, tried to keep in a neutral mindset. This could be anything, he reminded himself. He had to remain positive, regardless of how negative and hopeless he felt. He couldn’t wait to find out what King Mickey was talking about.
“Here,” the King handed the folded paper to Sora. “Change pilot, I’ll take over while you read it.” Sora nodded, pressed a sequence of buttons. A light above his control panel went off. The corresponding light on King Mickey’s side lit up.
Before he’d read a word, or even unfolded the paper, Sora knew it was from the New Generation. It had the same burnt edges, the same yellowed crumpled paper, the same smell of smoke. Sora fell back into his chair, got comfortable before reading it. Part of him felt too nervous to read it, was dreading those fateful words. King Mickey had given him many hints, but hadn’t answered his question properly. Sora’s heart sank. What if the message had something to do with his dream? Something to do with the mysterious enigma surrounding Riku? He hoped with all his heart that it didn’t. He didn’t know if he could take this, he already had too much to bear inside him. Regardless of what it said, Sora was still worried, his hands shaking, dreading the possible worst outcome. He took a deep, brave breath, and slowly unfolded the paper, his eyes tightly shut.
He opened his eyes again once he was done, found the words before him. He read the first line, quivering.
“You’re too late.”
Major cliffy there ^-^ Hope you can wait for the next one.
*Hands out "I'm Sorry" cookies for lateness*
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EDIT: What's with the stars? I wasn't swearing there, it's a common metaphor. But I'll change it anyway, just in case anyone misunderstands. It wasn't intended to be offensive or even a swear.