Go On

Author’s note: Here’s a quick lil something something. I know I need to update ‘Holiday Special’ and ‘Mr. Benjamin’ but those are projects. Holiday Special, believe it or not, was supposed to be a oneshot, oh well xD Mr. Benjamin was supposed to be long. I have a lot planned for that one.

Anyways, about this story. Since I doubt I’ll be able to get my ORIGINAL valentines fic out, I wrote this one really quick. The original Valentines fic I have is…really dark…so that’ll be awhile and plus it’s being submitted into a contest…so that’s gonna take a lot of time to write. But please look forward to it :D

Please forgive spelling/grammar!

There will be a POV switch after the second break ((the second x.x.x.x))

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Every night in my dreams…I feel you…

“At night, I think I hear stuff.”

Riku blinked and gave me a weird look when I said that to him. “Stuff?” he echoed.

I nodded slightly, my hands playing with the sand we were sitting on, “Yeah…I hear murmuring.” I said quietly as the tan grains slipped between my fingers. “At first, I thought it was the TV or my parents…but…” I looked back up at Riku, a bit surprised to find his attention on me.

“But…it’s not…” he said rather than asked. A small smile graced his face and Riku turned his head away slowly.

“Yeah!” I said, leaning towards him enthusiastically, “I mean…it’s not…well…it was creepy at first…but…now it’s just…” I scratched my head. It was hard trying to figure out my feelings, or at least trying to articulate them correctly, “It’s just…curious. I’m curious at least…” I mumbled. Riku chuckled softly and nodded.

“Maybe you’re just not listening hard enough.”

I blinked and looked at him, “But…I don’t even know what I’m supposed to be listening for…” I murmured.

Riku smiled more wider this time, his laughter full as it was carried out through the island, “Why not listen with this, instead of your ears?” he said and tapped my chest like he had done before. Blinking, I looked down and slowly placed a hand over my heart.

“With…this?” I said and looked up, “How…do you listen with your heart?” I asked.

Riku just shrugged; a smile still on the corners of his lips, “You have to figure that out on your own.”

I smiled ruefully, “Ah…you suck Riku.”

“Yeah, I know I do.” he said as he stretched, “So…have any plans for this weekend?” he asked.

“Plans?” I blinked.

“Yeah, Valentines and all that.” he said.

“O-oh! No…not really…” I said, kicking my feet under the cool sand.

It was silent for a moment before Riku spoke up, “Let’s do something ourselves.” he said quietly. It was like he wanted to say it, but not let me hear it. I heard it regardless.

“Like what?” I asked absently.

“I don’t know…let’s go out for dinner or something…” he mumbled.

“Sounds good…” I said with a nod. Riku smiled and nodded as well.

“It’s a date.”

x.x.x.x

Near, far, wherever you are…

So it was night again and I was sure I would start hearing those quiet murmurs again. I was sitting on my bed, reading a book before I would turn my light off and bury myself under my blankets. Riku was here, sleeping over for the weekend so our plans could get started faster. His words still echoed back to me, “Maybe you’re just not listening hard enough…why not listen with this, instead of your ears?”

Absently, my hand placed itself over my heart again and suddenly I found I couldn’t concentrate on the story of Madame Liubov Andreievna Ranevskaya and her troubles of her cherry orchard. So I closed the play writ and contented myself with looking out the window.

Again I ask,… what is it I’m supposed to be listening for? Maybe it’s a ghost that’s visiting me.

-Maybe it’s you.-

I blinked, turning my head to the side, half expecting someone to be standing there. Of course no one is.

No one ever was, Sora.

Then my mind begins to work a bit harder. What if it is a ghost visiting me? Trying to tell me something. Just what are they trying to say to me? More importantly, who is trying to say something to me? Who and what. Always together and never far apart from another. Just like where and why, who and when, and occasionally, how?

But my main question was “what” and “who“. It could be a number of things, maybe my relatives or my dog or maybe…

“Is it…you?” I murmured to no one in particular. It very well could have been that person. The name is on the tip of my tongue, deciding whether it wants to fall from my lips or dive back inside me. But I think it would be healthier for me if I did say their name. I think, maybe, it would be a step closer to “listening with my heart” since, I buried their name inside of me a long…long, time ago.

“Axel…”

It was nothing above a whisper.

“Say something?”

I blinked and turned to Riku, “Oh man…I totally forgot you were here.” I laughed.

“Gee, thanks.” he smiled a bit objectionably, but it soon melted into a soft grin. “What’s up?”

“Nothing…just thinking.” I said with a shake of my head. Riku just looks at me, but then shrugs.

“Well…ok.” He says, not believing me in the least bit, “I think maybe we should crash for the night…tomorrow is going to be a long day.”

“Haha, true, all right.” I nodded and watched as my best friend situated himself on the makeshift bed we made on the floor. “Night Riku.”

He turned to me, looked into my eyes like always when he said this and smiled, “Good night Sora.”

x.x.x.x

I believe that the heart does go on…

For the season being spring and at the beach, it was sure warm. It was still chilly, but warm nonetheless in the brunet’s room. Sleeping in his bed, Sora was contently dreaming, his blankets kicked off of him and a hand under his pillow. They say that a sleeping person can hear anything and even absorb information better in their dream state.

And this “ghost” knew this.

“You probably can’t hear me…again, but I keep coming back. I guess I’m just a masochist like that.” a light laugh was followed after this.

“Anyways…I’ll keep on saying what I usually say when I’m here.” a laugh was let out, but went unheard by deaf ears. “Who would have thought…that I would be…like this. I don’t know which is worse? Being a…a, uh…I guess a non solid thing or…void of any emotions.” another laugh, but this one was bitter.

“So Sora…do you think you can hear me tonight?”

No answer.

“Yeah, I thought as much, but you know what? I’m just gonna keep on talking to you.” then a smile, “who knows, maybe you’ll want to listen to me tonight.”

Sora’s bed creaked as he shifted in his dreams, a murmuring leaving his lips, but no coherent words could be made out.

“You sleep the same way each time I’m here, but that’s beside the point, haha. Anyways, I guess I’ll just talk. I sort of got tired of saying the usual, you know?” the person shrugged, “Besides, you always hated hearing the same thing over and over again. Opps, not you…but you get the idea.”

“So you know, I guess ghosts are here because of unfinished business…I never knew Nobodies could even become ghosts, you know? I figured you had to have a heart for everything to be anything. But hey, look at me now. I’m stalking you while you sleep, talking to you even though you refuse to hear me…I guess I’ll never learn. Neither in death or life.”

A half laugh was let out as gloved hands ran through red hair, “But you know…I just keep on hoping…hoping that maybe…my voice will get to you…and maybe…” green eyes looked down and suddenly the mood in the room turned cold, sad, lonely, just…quiet.

“Maybe…him.”

Sora took in a deep breath, but didn’t stir; just a simple intake of air and a dramatic sigh. “You know…a lot of people say you look like him, but…you sort of don’t. I think it’s the hair…that makes you look nothing like him, but your eyes. Whoa buddy, let me tell you…Your eyes…they are him. Or his eyes are yours, whatever it is, I see him in your eyes. And…and it‘s…it’s scary, you know? Like…he’s not supposed to be here, he’s gone, yeah, I know this, but when I see your eyes…” there was pause, “it’s like…he is there…all along.”

“And it freaks me out! It…makes me…makes me I guess scared…Because…I’m not supposed to be scared, I’m not supposed to feel or anything; I’m just supposed to be. But your eyes, his eyes, just those blue eyes…when they’re on me, I feel, Sora…I feel when you look at me with those eyes. Because it’s like, he’s looking at me again. All over again.”

“Haha, I said I wasn’t going to repeat myself, but here I am…confessing to you like a girl or something…I guess the best part…maybe the worst part…is that you can’t hear me. Not you…not him…no one.” there was a sigh and sharp emerald eyes looked at the sleeping brunet before him again, “So…how is Riku? Doing good? Heard you guys are spending Valentines together. Heh, never experienced that holiday…but hey, what can you do haha. Wonder if Roxas ever wanted to…Well, in case you are listening, Happy Valentines day.“ there was brief laughter here, followed by a slight cough.

“He’s pretty lucky, you know? To have someone like you in his life. Heh, I was lucky to have anyways. Whether it was fake or something, I got to experience something. A lot of something’s. Friendship, laughter, happiness, confusion, frustration…but I guess mostly….heartache.” another rueful laughter, “Which is pretty darn funny when you think about since, I don’t have a heart! Haha, never did and never will.”

Sora shifted again in his sleep, curling up in his side and hugging himself. “Mm…”

“I guess that’s as close as a reply as I’ll get…heh. Well, I don’t know what else to say. I guess I’ll never really get to see Roxas again. It’s ok though, because…I’ll be able to see you…and I guess that’s good enough. I’ll get to see those eyes…and I guess…that’s good for me…” a smile lit up the man’s face who was speaking,. There was a shift in footing before he slowly leaned down and kissed those sleeping lips as close as he could.

“Goodbye… Sora.”

x.x.x.x

There is some love that will not go away…

Slowly opening my eyes, I felt tears stream down my cheeks. I didn’t know why I felt so sad, but I did. I sat up a bit, a hand flying to my watering eyes. “What…?” I whispered and another wave of remorse rocked through my body.

And I couldn’t help it.

I let the dams break.

The feeling inside me from no where overflowed, coming out in hiccups and sobs. I had to put my head down on my knees to steady myself. My head started to hurt and it started to feel good. It started to feel good to cry. What started out as a poignant feeling slowly grew to a gratified emotion. Something sanguine and something like an understanding. I wiped my eyes and let out another sob, a smile on my lips despite these crystalline tears.

“S…Sora?”

I looked up to see Riku sit up slowly, rubbing the sand away from his eyes, “Oh…did I wake you…?” I asked in a whisper, quickly trying to wipe away my tears and hide my face in the cover of the night.

“Yeah sorta…what’s wrong? I heard you crying…?” he asked, scooting a little closer to me.

“I…it’s nothing.” I said.

“That’s a load of bull if I ever heard any…what’s wrong?” he asked, his voice still groggy from sleep. Though it was really nice to hear.

“I…well…” I looked down, my hands fingering a loose thread on my blanket, “I think…I think I finally was able to listen with my heart.”

“Oh…?” he said, though his voice held no sort of revelation.

But I continued anyways, “Y-yeah…I…” I looked down and I put a hand over my heart, “I heard it all…everything and…” I smiled, a half sob, half laugh escaping me, “I think he heard too.”

Riku smiled at me, the moon making him appear even paler, “I’m glad.” he said, “Looks like you won’t be hearing anymore voices.”

“Huh?” I blinked, looking at him with a tilt of my head.

Riku just closed his eyes, a smiled still playing his lips, “You know…since his business was done.”

It took a moment for me to understand what Riku was saying, but when it finally did dawn, I smiled. “I see…” I murmured, “That’s good though…”

“Is it?”

“Yeah…” I nodded with a weak smile, but a smile nonetheless. Inside of me, I knew he agreed. It was never really a good thing to hold onto something. No matter what it was; letting go hurts, but holding on can hurt more. I know I won’t be hearing voices that weren’t meant for me anymore and I was saddened by that, but he had to learn that I couldn’t keep listening. I heard all that I needed and that was all that was needed to be said. I know the message was passed on and I was grateful I was finally able to listen.

For me…

And for you.

In my life, we’ll always go on.

-end-

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I personally like the Vietnamese version of the titanic song. Anyways, I was listening to the viet version and….click. So, I wrote this. I hope it’s ok, haha, I like it enough hehe. Otherwise, why would I post it? X3 Anyways, I hope you all enjoyed…

Not all Valentines are happy. J

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Many thanks to Kuroneko-sama for beta-ing this one :3