What hurts the most...was being so close
DATE: Day 48
CHARACTER(S): Sora (kmwannabe, anyone
STATUS: Open, onging
SUMMARY: Sora breaks
LOCATION: Sora's Cabin, 407
Sora sat in his bed, staring at the dark wall as he drew his knees up to his chest. He finally had a moment alone and everything he hadn't wanted to think about started filtering through his head, no matter how much otherwise he wanted it to be.
He rested his chin on his knees, tears slipping slowly down his cheeks as he realized just how alone he felt. This wasn't a new experience to him, being far from home and everyone he loved, but...this time around felt differently, more depressing.
Maybe it was the fact that there was no goal to work for, no end in sight. The first time his world was destroyed was hard, but he had a reason, a purpose to work towards. Take up the Keyblade, defeat the bad guys, restore the over-run worlds, and somewhere along the way, find Kairi and Riku.
And maybe that was the difference.
The first time around, he knew in his heart that they were out there, waiting for him. He wasn't alone because he kept Kairi and Riku's spirits in his heart, could hear them pushing him on. But this time...this time....
Sora covered his face with a hand, fighting against the urge to curl up into a ball and sob. Riku was dead. He wasn't at the end of the road, waiting for Sora to get to him. And Kairi's heart wasn't in his chest, pushing him along. He had no idea where Kairi was, but from what he had heard from the others...he had a feeling she wasn't coming back anytime soon.
He wanted to keep things moving, to go on as normal, but he didn't know how. It was getting harder and harder each day to smile, harder and harder to force himself up out of the bed when all he wanted to do was to curl up into a ball and shake.
"How do I do it now, Donald? This ship doesn't run on happy faces," he whispered, wishing desperately that the temperamental duck was there next to him, ready to tell him how he kept smiling when everything seemed lost.
He wanted to go back, to even five minutes before Riku had died. Five minutes when he could have done something, said something...anything, to keep Riku from going to fight Ansem. Five minutes he could have spent with Riku, to say hi...to say I love you....to say good-bye.
He would have given anything, for those five minutes.
Two years ago, his greatest fear had been that he would never find Riku, that he wouldn't save the boy from the darkness and bring him home. And now, his greatest fear was learning to live life without his best friend.
"Please," he whispered to his knees, before raising his tear stained face to the ceiling, his heart swelling with is greatest wish. "Please, I just want one more day with him..." he whispered, praying to whatever gods were listening, desperately hoping against hope that someone, somewhere would listen to his prayer and grant mercy on him.
Lower his head back down to his knees, the damn broke and he sobbed brokenly, clutching at the blankets wrapped around him, wishing for anything to be other then what it was.
OOC: Feel free to just barge into his room
CHARACTER(S): Sora (kmwannabe, anyone
STATUS: Open, onging
SUMMARY: Sora breaks
LOCATION: Sora's Cabin, 407
Sora sat in his bed, staring at the dark wall as he drew his knees up to his chest. He finally had a moment alone and everything he hadn't wanted to think about started filtering through his head, no matter how much otherwise he wanted it to be.
He rested his chin on his knees, tears slipping slowly down his cheeks as he realized just how alone he felt. This wasn't a new experience to him, being far from home and everyone he loved, but...this time around felt differently, more depressing.
Maybe it was the fact that there was no goal to work for, no end in sight. The first time his world was destroyed was hard, but he had a reason, a purpose to work towards. Take up the Keyblade, defeat the bad guys, restore the over-run worlds, and somewhere along the way, find Kairi and Riku.
And maybe that was the difference.
The first time around, he knew in his heart that they were out there, waiting for him. He wasn't alone because he kept Kairi and Riku's spirits in his heart, could hear them pushing him on. But this time...this time....
Sora covered his face with a hand, fighting against the urge to curl up into a ball and sob. Riku was dead. He wasn't at the end of the road, waiting for Sora to get to him. And Kairi's heart wasn't in his chest, pushing him along. He had no idea where Kairi was, but from what he had heard from the others...he had a feeling she wasn't coming back anytime soon.
He wanted to keep things moving, to go on as normal, but he didn't know how. It was getting harder and harder each day to smile, harder and harder to force himself up out of the bed when all he wanted to do was to curl up into a ball and shake.
"How do I do it now, Donald? This ship doesn't run on happy faces," he whispered, wishing desperately that the temperamental duck was there next to him, ready to tell him how he kept smiling when everything seemed lost.
He wanted to go back, to even five minutes before Riku had died. Five minutes when he could have done something, said something...anything, to keep Riku from going to fight Ansem. Five minutes he could have spent with Riku, to say hi...to say I love you....to say good-bye.
He would have given anything, for those five minutes.
Two years ago, his greatest fear had been that he would never find Riku, that he wouldn't save the boy from the darkness and bring him home. And now, his greatest fear was learning to live life without his best friend.
"Please," he whispered to his knees, before raising his tear stained face to the ceiling, his heart swelling with is greatest wish. "Please, I just want one more day with him..." he whispered, praying to whatever gods were listening, desperately hoping against hope that someone, somewhere would listen to his prayer and grant mercy on him.
Lower his head back down to his knees, the damn broke and he sobbed brokenly, clutching at the blankets wrapped around him, wishing for anything to be other then what it was.
OOC: Feel free to just barge into his room