Kingdom Hearts Fan Fiction ❯ His S H A D O W ❯ His S H A D O W ( One-Shot )

Author’s Note: Hey. This is a one-shot about Riku loving Sora. Even though it may sound like it (**KH2 SPOILERS** Riku is in his form, not Ansem’s. He does have his black cloak on, no eye cover). Written in Riku’s point of view for most of it. This is my first gay story and my first one-shot, but I hope you guys like it.

Disclaimer: I do not own KH or any of the characters/plot. ~His Shadow~  

I’ve always been his shadow. I’ll always be his darkness. I don’t know how I can be this lost, I’m falling so fast. He cried for me, searched for me for three hell stricken years.

I hate those friends of his so much. I hate how they were by his side while I was crawling in the darkness for him. He isn’t the only one who made sacrifices. They all steal him from me.

That sorceress tricked me into betraying him. Has he ever forgiven me? I know I don’t deserve it, not from someone as good as him.

How can he dwell in the light like that? How can he be there for so long, basking in the pure warmth? Does he realize his shadow grows as he nears the light? Of course not. He wears that irresistible pout and trudges on.

For me, or for her?

Everyone thinks I love her. I’ve never really loved her as more than a best friend. I hate her when she takes him from me like this, though. I want to push everyone away, including him. I want to dwell alone, I don’t want this curse of mine to affect him.

So here I am, sitting in the twilight on this beach. The beach where we raced. The beach where we formed our friendship. The beach where I beckoned to him, called him into the darkness. He was close to following me into darkness.

Now I’m so thankful that I pulled my hand back from him. Was it out of jealousy, or care? Hatred or love? Whichever, it doesn’t matter anymore.

Anymore. Has it really been a year since I betrayed them? Since I took Kairi to lure him towards me? It doesn’t seem like it.

I have changed though, we all have. Do I ever have a chance with him? Will he ever love me with the burning passion I feel towards him? I suppose not. Why would he love me, after I’ve strayed so far into the darkness? Sora…Sora…

If I don't need you
Then why am I crying on my bed?
If I don't need you
Then why does your name resound in my head?
If you're not for me
Then why does this distance maim my life?
If you're not for me
Then why do I dream of you as my wife?

I want to stand up and scream. I want to rip off this black cloak and stop pretending. I want to run to him and tell him everything, to hold him, kiss him, feel his warmth, his light…

But he wouldn’t accept me in this form, now that I’ve become one of them. But does he realize its all for him? I guess I don’t really want him to know what I’ve become.

So now what? Do I sit on this beach forever, trying to escape the reunion I know must come? Do I reminisce and let my emotions boil and mix?

I don't know why you're so far away
But I know that this much is true
We'll make it through
And I hope you are the one I share my life with
And I wish that you could be the one I die with
And I pray in you're the one I build my home with
I hope I love you all my life

Despite everything, I wish he was here, sitting with me, his head resting on my chest, my head buried into those cinnamon locks. What I wouldn’t give to look into those deep cerulean eyes and kiss those soft, pink lips ever so softly.

Wishful thinking, and only that. There’s no hope for me. Sora will forget about me and run off with Kairi and his other friends. I might as well lie down here on this beach that is so heavily stricken with painful memories of him...and fade away.

“Fade away…” These two words uttered from my lips as I lay back in the sand and waited for the waves to take me.

But I heard footsteps approaching me ever so slowly, as to not scare me. But I knew that my mind was creating them. I wanted someone to be here so bad that I was imaging the footsteps coming nearer and nearer. This dream person lifted me up and helped me stand. They turned me to face them, all still with my eyes closed. I didn’t want this imaginary person to leave.

I felt a hand gently stroke my cheek, their touch feels so good... I felt fingers lace into mine, the self-created hand still grazing my cheek. I didn’t want to open my eyes and remove this angel’s touch.

Then after that I felt soft lips gently graze my own in an innocent kiss full of love and hope, care and passion.

Could it be…? I slowly opened my aqua eyes and gazed ahead. I found myself not looking at air, but at him. His deep cerulean eyes gazed into mine, almost reading my heart. Then I saw tears pool up in his eyes.

I don't want to run away but I can't take it
I don't understand
If I'm not made for you
Then why does my heart tell me that I am
Is there any way that I can stay in your arms?

He was whimpering and fell slowly to the ground with small clear tears rolling down his cheeks. I couldn’t believe it, he had come back for me. I remained standing, with him clutching my cloaked leg and sobbing into it.

I looked down at him and slowly lowered myself to his level. I softly put my index finger under his wet chin and tilted his head up towards me. I stared into his eyes before engaging in another soft kiss. Our lips parted and he began crying again. I pulled him into my arms, my cloak partly covering his shivering body from the wind.

I don't want to run away
But I can't take it, I don't understand
If I'm not made for you then why does my heart tell me that I am?
Is there any way that I can stay in your arms?

He put his arms around my waist and dug his head into my chest. All I could see was chocolate spikes gently swaying back and forth. I pulled him closer. I put one of my gloved hands in his hair stroking him.

I placed the other one on his back. Then I leaned my head lightly on his. We sat there for what seemed like eons, our emotions were pouring out. We didn’t speak, move, or break the moment in any way. I was crying now. My tears rolled down my cheeks into his hair.

Finally, he looked up at me with tear-stained eyes and said, “Riku, why did you leave me?”

Those few words brought me the most pain I’ve ever felt, I could feel my heart wrenching madly.

“I was so jealous of you, I wanted you all to myself, so I gave into the darkness in my heart. I’m so sorry Sora.”

“I looked all over for you, for a year now. All I got was glimpses and bits of information about you. I thought you died.”

(Regular P.O.V.)

Riku was crying again. He set Sora aside and stood. He walked a few feet before saying, “ I hated myself. I hated everyone, including you. But, I still loved you so much, Sora. So I embraced the darkness to get to you. I fell so far… I don‘t know how you could ever love me after what my heart had become.”

Cause I miss you, body and soul so strong
That it takes my breath away
And I breathe you into my heart
And pray for the strength to stand today
Cause I love you, whether it's wrong or right
And though I can't be with you tonight
And know my heart is by your side

He started to walk away, but he felt a hand grab his arm. He spun around, tears still fresh in both of the Keyblade wielder’s eyes.

They looked in each other’s eyes before Sora tenderly put their lips together as he ran a hand through Riku’s platinum hair. They parted and Sora put himself in Riku’s arms before whispering:

“You’ll always have me as a light, no matter how great your shadow is.”

If you're not the one
Then why does my soul feel glad today?
If you're not the one
Then why does my hand fit yours this way?
If you are not mine
Then why does your heart return my call
If you are not mine
Would I have the strength to stand at all?

They stayed on that beach all night, dwelling in each other’s arms, and giving each other their heart’s light.

I never know what the future brings
But I know you are here with me now
We'll make it through
And I hope you are the one I share my life with

Fin.

Author’s Note: Ok, I’m not sure if that was good or not, it is my first gay story and my first one-shot, so advice about either would be greatly appreciated! The song is “If You’re Not the One” by David Bedingfield. The lyrics are whole, just parts are scrambled in the fic. Please Read and Review!