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By: M14Mouse 
Sora's Feelings
Anime/Manga: Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst | Type: One Shot | Uploaded On: 09.03.2004 | Pages: 1 | Words: 639 | Visits: 570 | Status: Completed
Sora's Feelings
Anime/Manga: Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst | Type: One Shot | Uploaded On: 09.03.2004 | Pages: 1 | Words: 639 | Visits: 570 | Status: Completed
Brave By Reflection
By: M14Mouse
Summary: Sora's feelings after being left by Donald and Goofy. ((Spoilers! Hollow Bastion))
A/N: First Kingdom hearts fic...I want to do something different. Hopefully, something that will help me get over my terrible runt I have been in for the last couple of months.
Brave By Reflection
((Sora's POV))
They left me.
They left me because...
Do the reasons really matter?
It just hurts so much.
Their words. Their actions.
I can still hear Donald's voice in my head.
"Sora, Sorry.."
Sorry doesn't cut it, Donald. Sorry doesn't stop the burn in my chest or the tears I have to force back. Sorry doesn't make the pain go away. I thought we were friends! How could you just walk away from me like it was nothing?
"Oh! Well, I know the king told us to follow the key and all... But..."
But what, Goofy? I could feel your eyes look at me before you walks away. One for all and all for one. That was until I was no longer needed.
And Rikku...
Rikku's words hurt the most.
"You were just the delivery boy. Sorry, your part's over now. Here, go play hero with this."
My fingers dig into the wood sword. I fought so long and so hard to get here. It was for nothing? Was I just a delivery boy? No, it wasn't for nothing. I am no longer that a boy from the island. I have seen and done so much. I cannot and will not go back. I am not longer a keyblade master. But so what?
I stand to my feet and pick up the wood sword. You think your words would stop me. You are wrong, Rikku. I will fight until the very end even with a wood sword. I am not alone. I have many friends from many worlds that depending on me. After I am finish, I would love to meet them again. I would love to hear their stories. I don't want to see those worlds to destroy. Their hearts stolen and turn into the Heartless. Most of all, I have some friends to save now.
Donald and Goofy. Are they still my friends? They hurt me by walking away and leaving me behind. But they have helped me so much. They helped me through the pain and battle. They helped through anything. Never once giving up on me . . . when sometimes, I give up on myself.
What about Rikku? Will he still be my friend after all of this? Is he totally lost to the darkness? No, I must not think about it. I know my best friend is still there. I just have to reach him.
I don't know. I don't want to think about it right now. I worry about that later.
So, I guess, you are right, Rikku. I am playing the hero.
Are you ready, Rikku, Donald, and Goofy? I am coming for you. I am not going to go away that easy.
The End.
"The harder the conflict, the more glorious the triumph. What we obtain too cheap, we esteem too lightly; it is dearness only that gives everything its value. I love the man that can smile in trouble, that can gather strength from distress and grow brave by reflection. 'Tis the business of little minds to shrink; but he whose heart is firm, and whose conscience approves his conduct, will pursue his principles unto death."~Thomas Paine~
By: M14Mouse
Summary: Sora's feelings after being left by Donald and Goofy. ((Spoilers! Hollow Bastion))
A/N: First Kingdom hearts fic...I want to do something different. Hopefully, something that will help me get over my terrible runt I have been in for the last couple of months.
Brave By Reflection
((Sora's POV))
They left me.
They left me because...
Do the reasons really matter?
It just hurts so much.
Their words. Their actions.
I can still hear Donald's voice in my head.
"Sora, Sorry.."
Sorry doesn't cut it, Donald. Sorry doesn't stop the burn in my chest or the tears I have to force back. Sorry doesn't make the pain go away. I thought we were friends! How could you just walk away from me like it was nothing?
"Oh! Well, I know the king told us to follow the key and all... But..."
But what, Goofy? I could feel your eyes look at me before you walks away. One for all and all for one. That was until I was no longer needed.
And Rikku...
Rikku's words hurt the most.
"You were just the delivery boy. Sorry, your part's over now. Here, go play hero with this."
My fingers dig into the wood sword. I fought so long and so hard to get here. It was for nothing? Was I just a delivery boy? No, it wasn't for nothing. I am no longer that a boy from the island. I have seen and done so much. I cannot and will not go back. I am not longer a keyblade master. But so what?
I stand to my feet and pick up the wood sword. You think your words would stop me. You are wrong, Rikku. I will fight until the very end even with a wood sword. I am not alone. I have many friends from many worlds that depending on me. After I am finish, I would love to meet them again. I would love to hear their stories. I don't want to see those worlds to destroy. Their hearts stolen and turn into the Heartless. Most of all, I have some friends to save now.
Donald and Goofy. Are they still my friends? They hurt me by walking away and leaving me behind. But they have helped me so much. They helped me through the pain and battle. They helped through anything. Never once giving up on me . . . when sometimes, I give up on myself.
What about Rikku? Will he still be my friend after all of this? Is he totally lost to the darkness? No, I must not think about it. I know my best friend is still there. I just have to reach him.
I don't know. I don't want to think about it right now. I worry about that later.
So, I guess, you are right, Rikku. I am playing the hero.
Are you ready, Rikku, Donald, and Goofy? I am coming for you. I am not going to go away that easy.
The End.
"The harder the conflict, the more glorious the triumph. What we obtain too cheap, we esteem too lightly; it is dearness only that gives everything its value. I love the man that can smile in trouble, that can gather strength from distress and grow brave by reflection. 'Tis the business of little minds to shrink; but he whose heart is firm, and whose conscience approves his conduct, will pursue his principles unto death."~Thomas Paine~