A Kingdom Hearts Story --- After KH2!! "THE ADDICTION"

Any new updates coming soon?

 

Yeah.. I'm kind of half-way through the next update... actually, I've got no plans for today, so I guess I'll post it today =]


:rockband:



So I'll be back here later! Cya!

 

Yay!
I love it when you have no plans!

<(^-^)>"I love Update Day!"
Me too Kirby!


He so sweet!
like ice cream!
*wishes for ice cream*

 

Wow. Being on vacation sure made me miss a lot.

For the love of all that's holy! You're awesome! You're updates are amazing, especially the one tragedy between Sora and Kairi. That was an interesting read. Great job, none the less.

Keep up the great work!

 

Hey, thanks. Glad your back, and glad you like it. After all, you were originally my inspiration, you know. :sweat:

So, guys, its time for the penultimate chapter.. unless I write an epilogue (which is quite likely)

Not much happening here, well, in a way; in some ways a lot happens. I hope you'll see what I mean. (man i sound confusing even to myself)

It took me ages to update this time. Mainly because the letter 'r' on my keyboard broke, and its very hard to write a story without 'r's, ya know?

Hope you enjoy!

Chapter 21​

Kairi awoke to the sounds of somebody gently knocking the door. Groaning, she struggled to open her eyes. Rolling over she expected to feel the other side of her double bed in her room, but suddenly she had to grip the sides of an unfamiliar duvet as she found herself almost falling off the edge.

Of course. She had fallen asleep at Sora’s.

Turning over carefully, she saw Sora’s face lit up by a patch of sunlight coming through the curtains. He was still very pale. Cracks covered his lips; he had neglected to drink anything recently. Dark circles surrounded his eyes and his waist was still a mess of jutting bones and blood. Grimacing, Kairi realised her hand was gripping his tightly. Slowly letting go, she stood up and went to answer to whoever was standing outside of the door.

To her surprise it was a man in white uniform. “Hello m’love,†he said cheerfully, “I’m a doctor. May I come in?â€

Kairi almost snorted at the fact that the man thought he had immediate authority to come in just because he was a doctor. Nodding, she also let Sora’s mum in; she had been nervously standing behind the doctor.

“My name is Doctor Tortenliebhaber. I’ve come to see Sora.â€

Kairi stared at his bushy moustache and wondered how she was ever going to remember his name. She settled on just calling him doc. Crossing the room Kairi squeezed Sora’s hand. He didn’t stir. The doctor threw a bag of his onto the end of the bed. Sora’s mum stood to one side, biting her nails.

“Erm.. Doctor To-Torte.. Erm…? Doctor?†Sora’s mum asked furtively.

The doctor turned towards her, obviously used to having people mess up his name.

“Yes? And just call me doctor, please.â€

“I…†Sora’s mum began. “I.. was just wondering… will Sora ever be the same?â€

Kairi bit her lip at hearing these words. The doctor raised his eyebrows.

“Well, I haven’t had a chance to properly assess his condition yet, but judging on sight… I doubt he’ll ever walk the same way again. He’ll walk, just not as naturally and it may be painful.â€

Miranda began to cry. Kairi squeezed Sora’s hand even more tightly. Acting swiftly, the doctor pulled off Sora’s clothes and examined him. Kairi glanced away to save Sora’s dignity atleast, even though a part of her wanted to see everything.

She watched out of the corner of her eye as the doctor checked his heart rate, breathing, wounds and reactions. Eventually he ripped off the old bandages and replaced them. He was silent through all of this so Kairi kept stealing glances at Sora’s mum to make sure she was okay.

Finally the doctor straightened up and coughed rather loudly. “My work here is done.†He boomed. “The boy should be up within hours, though make sure he gets plenty of water and food. Don’t let him escape this room, though. I don’t want him exerting himself.â€

Miranda nodded and followed the doctor as he left the room. Suddenly she turned to Kairi. “Are you okay, dear?â€

“I’m.. fine..†Kairi managed to mumble.

When she was gone Kairi eavesdropped on the adults downstairs. Sora’s dad had joined Miranda and the doctor in the hall.

“- I’ll send the pay check in the post. Once again, Thankyou very much, Doctor.. Sorry, what was your name again?†Sora’s dad asked.

The doctor seemed to sigh. “You know what, never mind. Just call me doc.â€

Kairi snorted softly at hearing this and sat down at the top of the stairs. He left in a hurry and Kairi retreated back into Sora’s room. Leaning over the bed, she kissed his forehead lightly and put a wet towel over it. Glancing at the clock she saw it was early evening. Maybe she should head home now.

Rubbing her sleepy eyes, Kairi closed the bedroom door behind her.

*****


“…And the punch line to the joke is asking, someone save us... Heaven help us now…†Clara sung. She was walking out of her front door, singing in a desperate attempt to stay cheerful. It was the first time her parents has let her out of the house so far. The sun was setting; it was just visible through the low cloud haunting the island.

“…And maybe all of the above, ‘cause mostly I’ve been sprawled on these cathedral steps while spitting out the blood and screaming…â€

Clara began to walk briskly, pulling her scarf higher over her face and covering her eyes with her sunglasses. She knew wearing a scarf looked ridiculous in summer but she really, really didn’t want to see anybody she knew with her face looking like this.

Coughing behind her concealment, Clara entered the main road. People stared at her as she passed. Maybe it was because she was limping slightly, or it might just be the fact that she was wearing an all too obvious disguise. Ignoring the curious stares, she rushed as fast as she could towards the beach and it’s safety. The evening wind blew her hair behind her and made the deep cuts on her neck clearly visible. Clara braced herself and carried on.

“..You don’t know a thing about my sins…†Clara sung, but suddenly she was cut off.

“That’s a very emo song your listening to, Clara.â€

Clara whipped around to find the source of the sneering voice. Two paces behind her was Serena Miles, a girl from Clara’s year and one of the meanest girl’s in the school. Clara had always got on well with her before; but now it seemed, times had changed.

“It’s not emo.†Clara said, tucking her hair behind her good ear and being extra cautious about her disguise.

“Yeah right,†Serena said, a smirk playing on her lips, “ oh and by the way, Clara, your party sucked. I mean, how much more bad can a party get than a fight half way and all the guests leaving?â€

Serena burst into hysterical laughter.

“I don’t really care about that, to be honest. It was only a party. I’ve got bigger things on my mind right now.â€

“Ooh, you’ve changed your tune, missy. A few days ago all you cared about was how you looked, who was most popular, and if your party would be good. What’s the matter, Clara? Been spending too much time with nerds like Kairi and Selphie?â€

Clara forced herself to stay cool. Narrowing her eyes slightly she said: “Well now I know who my true friends are. What is your problem, Serena?â€

Serena leaned forward suddenly and poked Clara hard in the chest. “You’re my problem, *****.â€

Clara glared at the girl and stepped back. Serena continued to poke her viciously until Clara hit back and punched her square in the jaw. Serena reeled back, eyes wide and accusative.

“How dare you!†She hissed. “You think you’re it, you little wannabe! But you’re nothing. Just a selfish, little, annoying cling-on who looks so weird everybody laughs! I mean, seriously, your hair, looks like somebody has puked on it. And what on earth are you wearing. A scarf? In summer? But wait.. I forgot.. Your hiding in shame. You’re shameful because little miss perfect suddenly didn’t get her way with the party!â€

That was the last straw. Clara summoned all of her courage, turned around, then suddenly spun on the spot and unleashed a spinning kick. Her foot connected with Serena’s face and her neck snapped back. The other girl flew backwards and landed ungraciously on the floor. Passers by stared awkwardly. Clara screamed with anger and in a moment of pride ripped off her scarf and sunglasses.

Everybody turned to stare, even Serena who lay winded on the floor. A few people gasped. Adults kept there silence but little kids pointed and whispered. Taking deep breaths Clara turned to face them, wiping her cheeks and smearing her hands with blood.

“What’s the matter!?†She said to the crowd. “Ain’t you ever seen a girl who’s hurt before?!?â€

The crowd stayed silent. Clara walked over to Serena who was still motionless. The girl on the ground looked up at the one above with unblinking, furious eyes.

“You know what, Serena?†Clara said to her quietly. “I pity you. I pity you and your heartless ways. Stay out of my way, or next time it’ll be even worse for you.â€

Walking away, Clara heard her own voice echoing in her head. It sounded nothing like her. It sounded... Evil. Inside she promised herself she would never talk like that again. She had hoped inside that she had left that kind of world behind her.

Reaching the beach, Clara collapsed onto the sand near the sea. Her scarf lay limp in her hands. Gazing across the ocean she admired the setting suns rays on the water. Suddenly she noticed a figure out of the corner of her eye. Turning her head sharply, she recognised the person as Alex, a boy from her year at school.

Oh my God, Clara thought, Alex is here! He’s gonna see me! Like this!


Alex was the only boy Clara had ever fancied. In her eyes he was the only one for her. But all they had ever been was ‘friends’. Clara was too nervous to take it a step further. And she doubted Alex felt the same way about her as she did about him.

Seeing Alex growing evermore closer, Clara turned away; even though she knew her purple hair was unmistakable, she didn’t want Alex to see her face. Pulling the scarf up once more, she felt all her courage escaping her. Already her hands were shaking and the blood was pumping more strongly through her veins.

“Clara?†His voice rang out in the silence of the beach. Twilight was settling over the Destiny Islands. The sky was a deep navy and the water lapping onto the beach was a freckled purple. Silhouettes appeared black on the horizon.

Clara knew within an instant that their meeting was inevitable.

“Hi Alex.†She said weakly. Her voice sounded so feeble. Ridiculous.

“What’s up?†He said. “Sorry I didn’t make it to your party. Bet it was amazing. I’ve been on holiday, you know? Only got back today.â€

Clara didn’t reply. Her voice seemed to have deserted her when she needed it the most. Instead she pulled the scarf further up her face. Suddenly Alex was sitting next to her, looking curiously at her from the side.

“What’s the matter, Clara?†He said, a softness in his voice she had never heard before. “Are you cold? Do you want my jacket?â€

Clara shook her head, finding to her alarm that tears were forming in her eyes. She was so nervous of the situation that she was actually starting to cry.

No, she thought, c’mon Clara pull yourself together! Don’t cry, not now…

With a start she stood up. Alex got up nervously, and stood in front of her, twiddling with his fingers. Looking her in the eyes, he raised an eyebrow.

“Take off the scarf, Clara.†Alex said.

“No. I can’t.â€

“Why not?†He replied, the two of them frozen to the spot. The only movement on the beach was the steady motion of the waves, and a lock of Clara’s hair flying back and forth. In the distance a seagull called.

“You’ll see my face.†Clara said, almost too quietly to be heard.

Alex seemed to freeze even more. “So? There’s nothing wrong with your face…I want to see it again. Take it off.â€

Clara shook her head, but Alex kept insisting, so with shaky hands Clara untied the scarf and let it fall onto the sand. Blinking, she looked up slowly and met Alex in the eyes.

Her face was slightly better than it had been a few days ago. The swelling had gone down immensely, and just a little blood seeped from her many cuts. Now just numerous scars lined her cheeks, but they no longer hurt to touch and were beginning to fade.

Alex remained silent. Clara felt her heart booming against her ribcage and wished it would stay silent.

“You don’t think it’s ugly?†Clara said, stepping back onto pebbles, her heartbeat increasing even more.

Alex remained silent, gazing intently at her face. His cool green eyes swept over hers, making a million butterflies take flight in the stomach. The roaring in her skull was so loud now it drowned out the sound of the sea. Her hands were shaking uncontrollably.

Alex stayed silent. It was obvious he was disgusted. Clara felt tears build up and threaten to consume her.

Turning on the spot she whipped her hair around and started to walk away. “I knew it,†she said, “I knew you’d think I was ugly…â€

Suddenly his voice rang loud and clear behind her. It echoed across the dark sands.

“I don’t think you’re ugly, Clara.â€

Clara stopped and blinked rapidly. Raising one arm up she stroked the biggest straight scar she had on her cheek. It was harsh on her soft features; it was like a cut through a smooth surface.

“You don’t?†she said quietly, a tiny bit of hope lighting within her.

With a start she realised the sun had completely set and the moon was beginning to rise. A full moon. Its bright rays hit the water and illuminated the empty beach, making everything appear either black or white.

Clara jumped when a hand touched her shoulder. Gasping, she looked down. Alex’s warm hand settled onto her arm. Hardly daring to breath, Clara turned her head to the side. She couldn’t see his face, but she could feel his breath on her cheek.

“I think you’re beautiful,†he whispered. Suddenly time seemed to slow and Clara melted inside. A single heartbeat took forever. Her eyes wide, Clara couldn’t move a muscle. Right now she was paralysed.

His lips brushed her ear, making a tingle rush down her spine. “I’ve never told you this before,†he murmured, “but I think I love you.â€

Crying out, Clara found her courage and spun on the spot. She hugged Alex so hard they fell back onto the sand, both of them laughing. Landing on top of him, Clara said through giggles, “I think I might just love you too.â€

They rolled over, the moon lighting them up. Clara’s racing heart bounded up her throat as she laughed with joy. Alex held her arms tightly so she was suspended in mid-air, but it didn’t matter; inside she was as light as a feather anyway.

Taking a deep breath she was about to laugh again when Alex wrapped his arms around her back and pulled her towards him. Their faces were inches apart. Clara could count every freckle on his quirky face. His piecing eyes were like emeralds in the darkness. A single star shone in the sky behind him. Clara slid her hand around his neck. Then ever so gently he leant forward and planted a kiss on her lips.

Closing her eyes, Clara smiled when he let go. Her eyes bright, she collapsed against his chest, where he stroked her hair soothingly under the stars.

So this is what its like, Clara thought, to be happy.


*****


The following day dawned bright and early. Kairi visited Sora early, a gift in her hands and a nervous smile on her face. Knocking the door, Miranda let her in and she took the stairs two at a time, eager to see if Sora was awake.

To her pleasant surprise Sora was awake and sitting up in bed, a sideways smile playing on his lips. His eyes lit up when he saw Kairi walking through the door.

“Hello,†she said, “How’re you feeling?â€

“Great!†He said, and Kairi was pleased to note he was his old upbeat self once more. “Hey, any chance of you bringing me breakfast?â€

“Cheeky!†Kairi said and giggled. He smiled and eyed the wrapped gift she had in her hands curiously.

“So what’s in the box?â€

“Well…†Kairi said, “Actually this came in the mail for us. I mean me and you. It got delivered to my house. So I thought I’d bring it with me so we can open it together!â€

Sora smiled but winced as his wounds began to throb. Moving to his side, Kairi lightly kissed his forehead and sat down on a chair. She picked up the wrapped box in anticipation and jangled it about. There was a loud sound, like metal hitting metal. Sora’s eyes widened even more and he urged Kairi to open it. Tearing through the paper, she scrabbled at the lid of the box. Eventually it opened, revealing it’s contents finally.

“Huh?†Sora said, confused.

Kairi stared into the box, wondering what on earth was going on.

“But.. It’s empty.†She concluded. Sora rubbed his eyes and yawned.

Putting her hand into the box Kairi felt something cool and metal slide into her hands. Mouth agape, she felt for the edges. Felt like a keychain to her.

“It’s a keychain!†she almost yelled. “But it’s invisible!â€

Sora frowned in confusion. “Why would somebody send us a keychain by post?â€

“I don’t know…†Kairi muttered and handed the keychain to Sora. Summoning the Keyblade he attached it to the end. It transformed dramatically, becoming completely black with a white ribbon encircling it. A single red flower was on the hilt, and it seemed to have an aura of purple surrounding it.

“I don’t get it.†Sora said.

“Ooh look! At the handle! It’s called..†She squinted to read. “Death’s door?â€

Sora eyed it suspiciously. “It knew I almost died..â€

“That’s so… weird.†Kairi said bluntly.

“I should be grateful, I suppose.†Sora said and began to swing the Keblade around before unsummoning it.

Kairi was suddenly hit by inspiration so she grabbed the empty box and looked at the bottom. There, barely invisible, was a tiny insignia. A minute silver crown.

Kairi’s mouth split into a smile and she turned to Sora.

“You know? Our friends are always looking out for us..â€

She burst into laughter at Sora’s confused face.


*****



Tidus lay in bed, staring up at the ceiling. Various thoughts of the day circled his mind. Macaroni cheese from his dinner swum in his stomach. A bat swooped past his window.

Tomorrow was Riku’s funeral.

Time to say goodbye. Time to move on…

Will it ever be the same here? Tidus thought. Can we ever truly move on?

Only one way to find out. It was almost time.



......



Oh gawd what did everyone think?

 

it's great as ever.
keyblade Death’s door why do i get a picture of the keyblade sora used to kill himself in KH1 in my mind
i can beliefe that you broke the r how did you do that?

 

Awesome Obsessed! Keep 'em commin'!

 

Oh my god!
That rocked!
<(0.0)>"Damn, thats good!"

 

And you! I love your fic! >.< Infact if I don't see anymore of it ill think ill die x_x

Lol looks like I made Kirby shellshocked xD
He he im glad you think it rocked : DDD

 

Once again you blow me away! Loved it! Next chapter next chapter!

 

Great, as always. Too bad I missed the update while I was away. The next one will be coming pretty soon, right?

 

Hmm well... the next chapter will be the last (except the epilogue) so I want to spend a lot of time and effort on it to make it truly good. And it will be much longer than previous chapters... so right now I've no idea when it will be coming. And I'm going on vacation soon so.. no idea. Sorry.

 

I understand, you want to end on a good note. That'll be kinda hard since Riku died -sobsob-. Anywho, I'm going to start working on my fanfic right now and hopefully I'll keep my 3 week deadline (since 1 week has already passed and I have nothing done).

 

I'd find it too hard to keep a deadline. I'll usually not write anything for days then suddenly feel inspired and write the whole chapter in one. Or I'll start writing it then realise I have no ideas and work at a snails pace. Basically I'm a writer when I fancy being a writer. Which is probably why I could never be an author lol. 'Tis my style.

On the other hand I look forward to your update when it comes. At first I was doubtful about your fic, but it really has blossomed into a beautiful story. Lulz heres me pretending to sound like I know about writing.

Anyway high five fellow writer! Oh and anyone who reads this, my buddy Lolermee has started a fic! I think everyone should check it out, I know how hard it was when I first started writing. Link below! ^_^

OWS out!



http://www.kh-vids.net/showthread.php?t=58039

 

thanks for helping me out and hope that you will go out with a bang.

 

Easy, Daisy!
Give her some time to write more!
<(^-^)>"Patience young mind"
Kirby what are you doing?
"Umm...Nothing!"
*Kirby runs screaming*
ugh.

 

I think I just had a vision of Kirby as Yoda...

anyway, I should stop spamming on my OWN thread lol.
Im off to watch Death note... see ya guys...

 

roflmao bye!
yoda kirby.
<(-.-)>
wait why??!
Yoda dies!
Do you want kirby to die??
tear tear sob sob

 

Lol thanks for the wisdom Kirby! I'm just an impatient bugger! Lol

 

Sora's not the only one with a Wisdom Form!
<(^-^)>"Heh heh heh your welcome"