Kingdom Hearts: All Good Things
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lumelleStory title: All Good Things
Fandom: Kingdom Hearts
Pairings/Characters: Lea/Roxas, Riku/Sora, Mickey/Minnie, various canon Disney pairings
Story rating/contents: PG-13/R (for violence, injuries, mentions of self-harm and suicidal thoughts, and bad language)
Spoilers: The whole series, up to and including KH3D
Summary: Xehanort has been defeated, and the worlds are starting to heal. However, someone is still missing. Lea sets out to find his most important person, no matter what the cost.
Chapter: 1/25
Chapter title: Calm After the Storm
Chapter rating: PG-13 (for mentions of violence and injuries)
Chapter summary: After the final battle, everyone waits for good news. Lea isn't sure he's going to get any.
A/N: This thing more or less took over my NaNo. >_>
It seems strangely quiet, now.
Of course it's not actually quiet, it never seems to be around these people, there are murmurs and sighs and the occasional indignant voice of Donald being angry at something. However, compared with the earlier noise of the battle, he almost wonders if there's something wrong with his ears now that everything has calmed down.
He tries to stand up and winces as a sharp wave of pain shoots through him, forcing him to sit down again where he'd been leaning against a rock. Nobody seems to have noticed, but that's just as well. They don't have the time to worry about him, and they certainly shouldn't. There are other things that are infinitely more important.
Aqua and Ventus are sitting a short way apart from everyone else, fussing over their unconscious friend. Lea isn't sure what the deal is with those three, but from the way they are talking with hushed voices and trying to patch the man together, he presumes they're friends of some description.
Of course. Who hasn't Xehanort stolen something from?
Even Donald and Goofy are somewhat more subdued than usual, though never quite silent as they talk among themselves, occasionally shooting worried glances here and there. They didn't manage to have much of a role in the battle, and Lea knows it bothers them, having to see their beloved king and their friends fighting without being able to help. However, it was unavoidable. The battle was between the thirteen seekers of darkness and the seven hearts of light, and after that it was Xehanort against Riku and Sora while the rest of them fell back, and then all of a sudden Xehanort wasn't there anymore.
It's almost amusing, in a way, to think of himself as one of the seven lights. He certainly hasn't earned that title, hasn't showed much of a reason why anyone would trust him to fight for the light. Anything he's ever done has been for selfish reasons, all the way to sacrificing himself for Sora. It was easier that way, so much easier to end it all in the hopes that the small spark he was looking for could live just a bit further. And yet here he is, sitting in the not-quite-circle with everyone as they try to gather themselves, his hand still grasping his keyblade as though it might disappear if he let go.
His keyblade. He lifts it a bit, looking at it thoughtfully. It's still a bit weird, wielding one, yet at the same time it feels so very right. It belongs in his hand, warm and so very solid, yet if he lets go it will fade like a flame caught in the breeze. Fade away, like it never was there in the first place.
He seems to get attached to such perishable things.
He isn't sure what the king is discussing with Kairi, though he imagines it involves a lot of reassurances. She's worried, after all, they all are, except for the two who don't even remember to be worried about anyone but Terra. And the king is there, like he always is when someone is the least bit troubled, standing next to her and talking to her in that hilariously high voice of his.
It's just as well. At least they're not paying attention to him. He can just about hide the injury, his coat is very good for that sort of thing, but if anyone tries to get him to move it will get all too obvious.
His gaze skips to the middle of their haphazard circle, where Riku is still holding onto Sora's unconscious body, his own eyes closed to the world. It's fascinating, really, the power of a true Master, opening people's hearts like doors. For a moment Lea allows himself to wonder what it's like inside Sora's heart, what kind of secrets he is hiding, before realizing there can't be any secrets there because they would spill out the moment Sora opens his mouth. The kid can't keep anything inside, and at the same time he will let just about anyone into his heart. Ventus was there, after all, Lea saw with his own eyes the time Riku first fetched him for the battle to fill out their numbers.
It was painful, seeing that, just as it's now painful to glance at Ventus here, the familiar face and hair and eyes yet it's all so wrong. He looks up to the sky, then, the strange sky of nothing but pure darkness. He expected it to clear once the battle was over, yet it seems to stay just as devoid of light as before. Ah well. It's probably night by now anyway.
There's movement at his side, and he turns to look, surprised to find Kairi there. Another glance tells him that Mickey has joined Donald and Goofy, apparently the next on the list of people to be reassured. Figures. The doofuses contributed the least to the battle, yet they're the ones who need aftercare.
"You're hurt." Kairi isn't asking.
"Perceptive. What gave me away, the wound on my face?" He makes a face, feeling the way the dried blood sticks to his skin. "I know it looks bad, but it's not bleeding anymore. A potion took care of that. I'll just wash my face later."
"That's not all of it, though." He'd wonder about her stubbornness, but then she's used to dealing with Sora. It's hard to top that. "You're hurt elsewhere, too."
"No, I'm not." He's never been one to brag about his amazing honesty; that would be just plain dishonest.
"Yes, you are." Well, he didn't really expect to fool her. "I saw it earlier as you tried to move."
"It's nothing." His ass it's nothing. "I'll be fine."
"Then you won't mind if I want to take a look at it, will you?" She looks him in the eye, her expression serious, and he wonders when exactly she grew up. She's supposed to be the same age as Riku and Sora, yet she's acting like an adult. Well, not that the other two have been allowed to be much of kids either lately, however much Sora might grin.
"I told you, it's nothing." He'll just be bleeding to death on his own time. "Nothing for you to concern yourself with, in any case."
"Lea." Her voice is firm, and he isn't sure what surprises him more, the tone or that she actually bothers to remember his real name. "Let me see."
"What's the point, anyway?" He shrugs. "I'm alive. I'm not going to die here."
"Of course you aren't, because I'm not going to let you." Her hand grasps his, prying his hand away from his keyblade, one finger at a time. He glares at her, but can't find the strength to hold on. "Let go of that."
"No." He can't. It's all he has, the only way he has to find Roxas, the one promise he will hold onto, to bring his friends back. "I need it."
"Not right now you don't." She finally manages to force his hand open, the keyblade falling and fading into the air. "Now, let me see your wound."
"What are you, a doctor?"
"No. But I do have some potions, and I can at least bind your wound until we can get you to a proper healer." There's no question in her voice. "Open your coat or I'll do it for you."
"Forward, aren't you?" Nevertheless, he reaches for his zipper, only to wince with pain as lifting his arm pulls at his side. She notices and pushes his hand away, opening the zipper herself.
Her eyes widen as she sees the wound underneath. "That's terrible!"
"Eh, it's not as bad as it could be." Which isn't saying much. The other side doesn't get the luxury of worrying about wounds. "I managed to burn most of it closed." Like he had a choice. If he'd let it bleed, he wouldn't have even made it this far.
"And you think that's enough?" Kairi makes a disapproving sound, reaching into the pouch on her belt. "It's still bleeding! Let me bind that."
"Not like you're giving me much of a choice, are you?" He pushes himself away from the rock to give her room to work, groaning as he does so, before shrugging off his coat. "Huh. Didn't realize it looked that bad."
"Which is exactly why you're now going to sit still and let me help." She tries to push his shirt out of the way, but part of it has stuck to the wound. That'll be a pain to clean up later. Giving up on that attempt, Kairi then draws the bandages from her pouch, using them to bind the wound. It seems to put a stop to most of the bleeding, hopefully for long enough to get him actually closed up.
"Thanks, I guess." He finds his gaze again drawn to the unmoving couple in the middle of the circle. They still seem exactly the same. He wonders what's going on in there.
"You shouldn't be so stubborn." Her hand touches his cheek, brushing away a strand of hair stuck to the blood on his face. "We should get your face cleaned at least. You can't even open your eye like that."
"Yeah, not sure that'd make much of a difference." He's almost surprised at how level his voice is. The calmness of it seems to delay her reaction; it takes a second for her eyes to widen in shock.
"You don't mean…" She trails off, unable to finish.
"Eh. Guess I really pissed Xigbar off when I took Saïx down." Because complete or not, that was not Isa. "That and he has a really twisted sense of humor. He actually went to the trouble of getting close enough to stab me in the face." And he was idiotic enough not to stop him in time. Though then, it was pretty hard to stop a guy who could twist space.
"Your eye…" She still can't finish, biting her lip. Such a sensitive little creature.
"Far as I know, yeah." He manages a small shrug. "Hey, if I take a shot to the head from Xigbar, I'm damn happy to be walking away."
"I'm sure it can be healed." Funny how she doesn't sound so sure.
"Either way, I'll live." At the very least, it won't be the eye that kills him. "How do you think those two are doing?"
Kairi seems surprised at his sudden change of topic, then turns to look at Sora and Riku. "I don't know. It can't be easy, though. I mean, it took Riku ages to bring Ventus out, and he at least is a real person."
"Roxas is real." His voice sounds hollow in his own ears.
"Of course. I didn't — I didn't mean it like that."
"I know you didn't." She's far too pure to intentionally say anything painful.
"Still. I'm sorry. All I meant is that he had a body to return to." She sighs, sitting down next to him. To his surprise, he finds a hand grasping his own. "I hope Riku finds him."
"He has to." He refuses to think of anything else. "Besides, Roxas is there. Riku saw him in there earlier, when he woke Sora up." Lea still isn't sure exactly what was going on there, but Riku told him he saw Roxas, and there's no reason to doubt him.
"Of course he is there." Kairi squeezes his hand, like he's some kid in need of reassurance. He doesn't bother to answer.
For a moment they are silent. Then, just as Donald gets into another one of his rants in the background, Kairi speaks again.
"I had a dream recently."
"Oh?" He's starting to feel tired, now. Well, battles can be exhausting. Not like he's lost enough blood to explain it with that, surely. "About?"
"About Namine." Kairi's eyes are locked on Sora and Riku. "She said… that even though she returned to me, a piece of her is still inside Sora. Because Sora sees a heart in everything, and everyone."
"Yeah, he's weird like that." So damn tired. "So, what? You think Riku'll drag her out, too?"
"I'm not sure." Kairi shakes her head. "She said there's someone else she needs to be with. Someone who has a heart but no body. And, well, Namine had a body of her own, even though she was my Nobody."
"I see." He pauses, just for a moment. "I'm going to be pissed if Roxas comes back as a girl." Because that would be just wrong.
"I don't think she meant him." He hears the faintest of chuckles from her. "Besides, Roxas had a body of his own, too. He wouldn't need Namine's help anyway."
"Geez. What is Sora, a heart library?"
"He just has a big heart." Kairi squeezes his hand again. "Big enough to fit everyone. He's special like that."
"Oh, there's something special about him all right." Like the fact that he can appear to be peacefully sleeping in Riku's arms.
Sleep. He'd love to sleep, but he can't. Not until Riku is done.
They're both silent again, watching the two unmoving men. Lea isn't sure how much time passes, isn't sure how he manages to fight against the sleep that threatens to swallow him. Even Donald seems to have fallen silent, unlikely though it is.
He gasps as there's a sudden flash of light, and Sora floats up into the air. Riku slumps, apparently still asleep, even as Sora is enveloped by a soft glow that seems even brighter set against the starless sky.
A figure woven of light floats out of Sora, a mere silhouette at first, with no features. It then starts to take form, a slight frame enveloped in a long, black coat. Lea's breath stops as he stares, gaze locked on the figure as though his own life depended on it.
The light then forms a face, a small, delicate face framed by black hair.
"Xion," he whispers, not sure where the name comes to his lips, where he knows this girl from. The next moment he is struck by those memories and so many more, images and sounds and an entire existence returning from nothingness, memories of a silent little puppet and sea salt ice cream on top of the bell tower.
"You made us a promise." He isn't sure who says it, it certainly isn't Kairi's voice, and it isn't his, yet he hears it clear as day. "That you'd always be there… to bring us back."
"Roxas," he murmurs, trying to look around, only to feel a sudden wave of dizziness. "Where… Roxas…"
Kairi says something, he isn't sure what, her voice strangely muffled in his ears. He's trying to listen, he really is, but he's too tired and too dizzy to focus. He tries to look at Sora, Sora and Xion but still no Roxas, but they seem to fade out of view, along with Kairi's concerned face in front of his.
It's not quite the same darkness that swallowed him when his Nobody faded out, but it feels just as cold.
Chapter 2 - The Unfairness of It All
Chapter 3 - Still of the Night
Chapter 4 - Catching Up
Chapter 5 - Interlude: An Educational Experience
Chapter 6 - Familiar Tune
Chapter 7 - Thinking of You
Chapter 8 - Relationship Advice
Chapter 9 - The Beast in the Shadows
Chapter 10 - Interlude: The Lions Sleep Tonight
Chapter 11 - Sea Salt
Chapter 12 - Desperation
Chapter 13 - Shadows
Chapter 14 - Keeping His Word
Chapter 15 - Interlude: A New Threat
Chapter 16 - The Land of Lanterns
Chapter 17 - Idle Chatter
Chapter 18 - Shadows of Past
Chapter 19 - Duty of the Keyblade
Chapter 20 - Interlude: The King's Concern
Chapter 21 - A Hope Rekindled
Chapter 22 - Deal with the King
Chapter 23 - Approaching Destiny
Chapter 24 - The Final Hurdle
Chapter 25 - Epilogue: To Those Who Wait
Fandom: Kingdom Hearts
Pairings/Characters: Lea/Roxas, Riku/Sora, Mickey/Minnie, various canon Disney pairings
Story rating/contents: PG-13/R (for violence, injuries, mentions of self-harm and suicidal thoughts, and bad language)
Spoilers: The whole series, up to and including KH3D
Summary: Xehanort has been defeated, and the worlds are starting to heal. However, someone is still missing. Lea sets out to find his most important person, no matter what the cost.
Chapter: 1/25
Chapter title: Calm After the Storm
Chapter rating: PG-13 (for mentions of violence and injuries)
Chapter summary: After the final battle, everyone waits for good news. Lea isn't sure he's going to get any.
A/N: This thing more or less took over my NaNo. >_>
It seems strangely quiet, now.
Of course it's not actually quiet, it never seems to be around these people, there are murmurs and sighs and the occasional indignant voice of Donald being angry at something. However, compared with the earlier noise of the battle, he almost wonders if there's something wrong with his ears now that everything has calmed down.
He tries to stand up and winces as a sharp wave of pain shoots through him, forcing him to sit down again where he'd been leaning against a rock. Nobody seems to have noticed, but that's just as well. They don't have the time to worry about him, and they certainly shouldn't. There are other things that are infinitely more important.
Aqua and Ventus are sitting a short way apart from everyone else, fussing over their unconscious friend. Lea isn't sure what the deal is with those three, but from the way they are talking with hushed voices and trying to patch the man together, he presumes they're friends of some description.
Of course. Who hasn't Xehanort stolen something from?
Even Donald and Goofy are somewhat more subdued than usual, though never quite silent as they talk among themselves, occasionally shooting worried glances here and there. They didn't manage to have much of a role in the battle, and Lea knows it bothers them, having to see their beloved king and their friends fighting without being able to help. However, it was unavoidable. The battle was between the thirteen seekers of darkness and the seven hearts of light, and after that it was Xehanort against Riku and Sora while the rest of them fell back, and then all of a sudden Xehanort wasn't there anymore.
It's almost amusing, in a way, to think of himself as one of the seven lights. He certainly hasn't earned that title, hasn't showed much of a reason why anyone would trust him to fight for the light. Anything he's ever done has been for selfish reasons, all the way to sacrificing himself for Sora. It was easier that way, so much easier to end it all in the hopes that the small spark he was looking for could live just a bit further. And yet here he is, sitting in the not-quite-circle with everyone as they try to gather themselves, his hand still grasping his keyblade as though it might disappear if he let go.
His keyblade. He lifts it a bit, looking at it thoughtfully. It's still a bit weird, wielding one, yet at the same time it feels so very right. It belongs in his hand, warm and so very solid, yet if he lets go it will fade like a flame caught in the breeze. Fade away, like it never was there in the first place.
He seems to get attached to such perishable things.
He isn't sure what the king is discussing with Kairi, though he imagines it involves a lot of reassurances. She's worried, after all, they all are, except for the two who don't even remember to be worried about anyone but Terra. And the king is there, like he always is when someone is the least bit troubled, standing next to her and talking to her in that hilariously high voice of his.
It's just as well. At least they're not paying attention to him. He can just about hide the injury, his coat is very good for that sort of thing, but if anyone tries to get him to move it will get all too obvious.
His gaze skips to the middle of their haphazard circle, where Riku is still holding onto Sora's unconscious body, his own eyes closed to the world. It's fascinating, really, the power of a true Master, opening people's hearts like doors. For a moment Lea allows himself to wonder what it's like inside Sora's heart, what kind of secrets he is hiding, before realizing there can't be any secrets there because they would spill out the moment Sora opens his mouth. The kid can't keep anything inside, and at the same time he will let just about anyone into his heart. Ventus was there, after all, Lea saw with his own eyes the time Riku first fetched him for the battle to fill out their numbers.
It was painful, seeing that, just as it's now painful to glance at Ventus here, the familiar face and hair and eyes yet it's all so wrong. He looks up to the sky, then, the strange sky of nothing but pure darkness. He expected it to clear once the battle was over, yet it seems to stay just as devoid of light as before. Ah well. It's probably night by now anyway.
There's movement at his side, and he turns to look, surprised to find Kairi there. Another glance tells him that Mickey has joined Donald and Goofy, apparently the next on the list of people to be reassured. Figures. The doofuses contributed the least to the battle, yet they're the ones who need aftercare.
"You're hurt." Kairi isn't asking.
"Perceptive. What gave me away, the wound on my face?" He makes a face, feeling the way the dried blood sticks to his skin. "I know it looks bad, but it's not bleeding anymore. A potion took care of that. I'll just wash my face later."
"That's not all of it, though." He'd wonder about her stubbornness, but then she's used to dealing with Sora. It's hard to top that. "You're hurt elsewhere, too."
"No, I'm not." He's never been one to brag about his amazing honesty; that would be just plain dishonest.
"Yes, you are." Well, he didn't really expect to fool her. "I saw it earlier as you tried to move."
"It's nothing." His ass it's nothing. "I'll be fine."
"Then you won't mind if I want to take a look at it, will you?" She looks him in the eye, her expression serious, and he wonders when exactly she grew up. She's supposed to be the same age as Riku and Sora, yet she's acting like an adult. Well, not that the other two have been allowed to be much of kids either lately, however much Sora might grin.
"I told you, it's nothing." He'll just be bleeding to death on his own time. "Nothing for you to concern yourself with, in any case."
"Lea." Her voice is firm, and he isn't sure what surprises him more, the tone or that she actually bothers to remember his real name. "Let me see."
"What's the point, anyway?" He shrugs. "I'm alive. I'm not going to die here."
"Of course you aren't, because I'm not going to let you." Her hand grasps his, prying his hand away from his keyblade, one finger at a time. He glares at her, but can't find the strength to hold on. "Let go of that."
"No." He can't. It's all he has, the only way he has to find Roxas, the one promise he will hold onto, to bring his friends back. "I need it."
"Not right now you don't." She finally manages to force his hand open, the keyblade falling and fading into the air. "Now, let me see your wound."
"What are you, a doctor?"
"No. But I do have some potions, and I can at least bind your wound until we can get you to a proper healer." There's no question in her voice. "Open your coat or I'll do it for you."
"Forward, aren't you?" Nevertheless, he reaches for his zipper, only to wince with pain as lifting his arm pulls at his side. She notices and pushes his hand away, opening the zipper herself.
Her eyes widen as she sees the wound underneath. "That's terrible!"
"Eh, it's not as bad as it could be." Which isn't saying much. The other side doesn't get the luxury of worrying about wounds. "I managed to burn most of it closed." Like he had a choice. If he'd let it bleed, he wouldn't have even made it this far.
"And you think that's enough?" Kairi makes a disapproving sound, reaching into the pouch on her belt. "It's still bleeding! Let me bind that."
"Not like you're giving me much of a choice, are you?" He pushes himself away from the rock to give her room to work, groaning as he does so, before shrugging off his coat. "Huh. Didn't realize it looked that bad."
"Which is exactly why you're now going to sit still and let me help." She tries to push his shirt out of the way, but part of it has stuck to the wound. That'll be a pain to clean up later. Giving up on that attempt, Kairi then draws the bandages from her pouch, using them to bind the wound. It seems to put a stop to most of the bleeding, hopefully for long enough to get him actually closed up.
"Thanks, I guess." He finds his gaze again drawn to the unmoving couple in the middle of the circle. They still seem exactly the same. He wonders what's going on in there.
"You shouldn't be so stubborn." Her hand touches his cheek, brushing away a strand of hair stuck to the blood on his face. "We should get your face cleaned at least. You can't even open your eye like that."
"Yeah, not sure that'd make much of a difference." He's almost surprised at how level his voice is. The calmness of it seems to delay her reaction; it takes a second for her eyes to widen in shock.
"You don't mean…" She trails off, unable to finish.
"Eh. Guess I really pissed Xigbar off when I took Saïx down." Because complete or not, that was not Isa. "That and he has a really twisted sense of humor. He actually went to the trouble of getting close enough to stab me in the face." And he was idiotic enough not to stop him in time. Though then, it was pretty hard to stop a guy who could twist space.
"Your eye…" She still can't finish, biting her lip. Such a sensitive little creature.
"Far as I know, yeah." He manages a small shrug. "Hey, if I take a shot to the head from Xigbar, I'm damn happy to be walking away."
"I'm sure it can be healed." Funny how she doesn't sound so sure.
"Either way, I'll live." At the very least, it won't be the eye that kills him. "How do you think those two are doing?"
Kairi seems surprised at his sudden change of topic, then turns to look at Sora and Riku. "I don't know. It can't be easy, though. I mean, it took Riku ages to bring Ventus out, and he at least is a real person."
"Roxas is real." His voice sounds hollow in his own ears.
"Of course. I didn't — I didn't mean it like that."
"I know you didn't." She's far too pure to intentionally say anything painful.
"Still. I'm sorry. All I meant is that he had a body to return to." She sighs, sitting down next to him. To his surprise, he finds a hand grasping his own. "I hope Riku finds him."
"He has to." He refuses to think of anything else. "Besides, Roxas is there. Riku saw him in there earlier, when he woke Sora up." Lea still isn't sure exactly what was going on there, but Riku told him he saw Roxas, and there's no reason to doubt him.
"Of course he is there." Kairi squeezes his hand, like he's some kid in need of reassurance. He doesn't bother to answer.
For a moment they are silent. Then, just as Donald gets into another one of his rants in the background, Kairi speaks again.
"I had a dream recently."
"Oh?" He's starting to feel tired, now. Well, battles can be exhausting. Not like he's lost enough blood to explain it with that, surely. "About?"
"About Namine." Kairi's eyes are locked on Sora and Riku. "She said… that even though she returned to me, a piece of her is still inside Sora. Because Sora sees a heart in everything, and everyone."
"Yeah, he's weird like that." So damn tired. "So, what? You think Riku'll drag her out, too?"
"I'm not sure." Kairi shakes her head. "She said there's someone else she needs to be with. Someone who has a heart but no body. And, well, Namine had a body of her own, even though she was my Nobody."
"I see." He pauses, just for a moment. "I'm going to be pissed if Roxas comes back as a girl." Because that would be just wrong.
"I don't think she meant him." He hears the faintest of chuckles from her. "Besides, Roxas had a body of his own, too. He wouldn't need Namine's help anyway."
"Geez. What is Sora, a heart library?"
"He just has a big heart." Kairi squeezes his hand again. "Big enough to fit everyone. He's special like that."
"Oh, there's something special about him all right." Like the fact that he can appear to be peacefully sleeping in Riku's arms.
Sleep. He'd love to sleep, but he can't. Not until Riku is done.
They're both silent again, watching the two unmoving men. Lea isn't sure how much time passes, isn't sure how he manages to fight against the sleep that threatens to swallow him. Even Donald seems to have fallen silent, unlikely though it is.
He gasps as there's a sudden flash of light, and Sora floats up into the air. Riku slumps, apparently still asleep, even as Sora is enveloped by a soft glow that seems even brighter set against the starless sky.
A figure woven of light floats out of Sora, a mere silhouette at first, with no features. It then starts to take form, a slight frame enveloped in a long, black coat. Lea's breath stops as he stares, gaze locked on the figure as though his own life depended on it.
The light then forms a face, a small, delicate face framed by black hair.
"Xion," he whispers, not sure where the name comes to his lips, where he knows this girl from. The next moment he is struck by those memories and so many more, images and sounds and an entire existence returning from nothingness, memories of a silent little puppet and sea salt ice cream on top of the bell tower.
"You made us a promise." He isn't sure who says it, it certainly isn't Kairi's voice, and it isn't his, yet he hears it clear as day. "That you'd always be there… to bring us back."
"Roxas," he murmurs, trying to look around, only to feel a sudden wave of dizziness. "Where… Roxas…"
Kairi says something, he isn't sure what, her voice strangely muffled in his ears. He's trying to listen, he really is, but he's too tired and too dizzy to focus. He tries to look at Sora, Sora and Xion but still no Roxas, but they seem to fade out of view, along with Kairi's concerned face in front of his.
It's not quite the same darkness that swallowed him when his Nobody faded out, but it feels just as cold.
Chapter 2 - The Unfairness of It All
Chapter 3 - Still of the Night
Chapter 4 - Catching Up
Chapter 5 - Interlude: An Educational Experience
Chapter 6 - Familiar Tune
Chapter 7 - Thinking of You
Chapter 8 - Relationship Advice
Chapter 9 - The Beast in the Shadows
Chapter 10 - Interlude: The Lions Sleep Tonight
Chapter 11 - Sea Salt
Chapter 12 - Desperation
Chapter 13 - Shadows
Chapter 14 - Keeping His Word
Chapter 15 - Interlude: A New Threat
Chapter 16 - The Land of Lanterns
Chapter 17 - Idle Chatter
Chapter 18 - Shadows of Past
Chapter 19 - Duty of the Keyblade
Chapter 20 - Interlude: The King's Concern
Chapter 21 - A Hope Rekindled
Chapter 22 - Deal with the King
Chapter 23 - Approaching Destiny
Chapter 24 - The Final Hurdle
Chapter 25 - Epilogue: To Those Who Wait
