A little bit of randomness! I'm back!

The next chapter of All the Roads We Have to Walk will hopefully be up early May.

Thank you all for your patience.

However! I still haven't completed KHII so do not share spoilers! Thank you!

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She was always with him, holding a dream in his heart.

Spirit

He could hear the sea, softly washing against the shore some distance away. He breathed slowly, simply enjoying the calm moment while he could. He lay against the damp grass, arm over his eyes and a white sheet pulled over his body. It felt nice. A quiet moment. He didn't have many any more. There was something coming, something not too far away that would need his attention soon.

"Hey."

He smiled, knowing she'd be able to tell. "You okay?"

"Mm."

"It's quiet here today, isn't it?"

"Yes. I like it a lot." She let the sea whisper between them for a moment. "You don't come here very often."

"I know. Sorry. I get busy and I sorta…"

"Forget?"

"Yeah, I forget."

"It's okay. I understand. The busier you get…"

"Yeah, eventually I'll find my way back here."

He let out a breath and smiled again. He opened his eyes and moved his arm, unable to see much beyond the white blanket over him. Sunlight. Blue sky. Her shadow. She was smiling at him, wasn't she?

"I wonder…"

"Huh?"

"Oh, it's nothing. Don't worry."

He didn't like it when she refused to finish the sentences she started. He would always try and demand more, but knowing that she was smiling at him always forced him to stay silent and smile back.

"Sometimes I think, 'what if I forget'?"

And this was another habit of hers he didn't like. "Forget what?"

"You. Me. This place. If I forget that, what will happen to me?"

He never had the answer. She smiled anyway.

"Know what else?"

"Probably not." Definitely did. This was when she asked 'how come I never…'

"…get hungry?"

Did she ask just so he smiled at her? "Maybe 'cause I eat enough for both of us?"

She laughed, tilting backwards so her shadow fell off him. "That'll be it!"

It was the same thing every time with her. He didn't mind. At the moment, this was all they had.

"So, what did you do today?" She asked.

He always said: "The usual."

"The new usual." She had to say that of course. His usual really was something new.

"Mm. It's all right. Different."

"Hard?"

"Yeah, sometimes. But I get through it okay. Sometimes, I get to come here after all."

"This is new too then?"

He had to laugh. "Definitely."

"Do you mind?"

"I don't know. Should I?"

And she would always sigh as though she was on the brink of tears. "I don't know either. I can't tell."

The blanket moved. Her shadow on him. He peered closely. Did she look troubled? He couldn't tell. The whiteness fell over him again too soon.

"Don't worry," he hastened to tell her. "I don't mind."

"Sora."

She so rarely said his name these days, as if she had a limit on how many times she could say it aloud.

"Yeah?"

"Will we come back here for real one day?"

"I want to. You said you knew you could to."

"That was then."

"Then was…"

"Then."

He chuckled. "Then was a while ago, wasn't it?"

"Yes, a long while. I forget how long."

"Don't ask me."

She leaned thoughtfully over him. He could feel her inquisitive gaze resting on him. "Is it harder for you?"

He thought about it seriously. "I don't know. It shouldn't be, should it?"

"Hm, probably not. After all, you're there and I'm not."

"That's true."

"I want to be there though."

He tried to reach out, but it was hard to move when the blanket was so tightly pulled over him. "One day," he said as he relented to the restrictions on his movements. "One day, we'll be together again."

"It'll never be the same though, no matter how hard you try."

"It wouldn't be right if things just fell back into the way they were before."

She looked away. "What happened to never changing?"

"I'm still the same."

Her shadow grew longer as she leaned in close. "Are you?"

He shivered. "Aren't I?"

Closer still did she come. "Not entirely."

Cold.

"H-hey…"

The shadow pressed down on him.

"Close your eyes."

They fell closed, white blankness replaced with darkness.

"One day…"

One out of so many, he thought.

"…do you know what will happen?"

"No."

"It'll be so wonderful. We'll be…"

And without fail, that was always when he awoke.

"You fell asleep," one of his new friends would tell him, smiling kindly as he struggled against the desire to curl up and fall away again.

"You've been pushin' yerself too hard," another of his new friends said, always worrying behind that cheery look. "Ya gotta learn when to stop."

"I know," he replied, rubbing the sleep out his eyes. "So, where next?"

But he pushed, he kept pushing, because when it all got too much, he went there and found her waiting above the blanket.

The End