why can't you see?

[chosen-key.livejournal.com]

[after a nice round of potions and some bedrest, this Sora's still not looking too good. he's thanked the Kairi that saved him a million times over, and... he doesn't want to keep bothering her. but he's hungry, and his chest really hurts. so out of his room he goes, peeking around to make sure he doesn't bump into anyone he knows. because some things aren't meant to be known.]

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[chosen-key.livejournal.com]

[falls silent, breathing in and out slowly.]

[mergingly.livejournal.com]

[lets the Keyblade go, allows his magic to slowly replenish again.]

How bad?

[chosen-key.livejournal.com]

I-I can h-heal on m-m-my own n-now.

[pats Sora's chest.]

[mergingly.livejournal.com]

[small headshake against his shoulder.]

I can..

[chosen-key.livejournal.com]

R-really...

[quiet.]

[mergingly.livejournal.com]

[shakes his head again, pressing his face to his shoulder.]

I should have been around. Let me.

[chosen-key.livejournal.com]

[quiet 'mm', small sniffle.]

[mergingly.livejournal.com]

[pulls out of his shoulder immediately, looking worried.]

Don't cry..

[chosen-key.livejournal.com]

[swallows hard. oh god, he's trying so hard not to, he's shaking.]

[mergingly.livejournal.com]

[cups his cheeks gently and presses their foreheads together.]

What happened?

[chosen-key.livejournal.com]

[looks kind of pained.]

I-I th-thought he... w-was m-my friend.

[mergingly.livejournal.com]

[just goes back to hugging him carefully.]

Sora..

[chosen-key.livejournal.com]

[just hides his face.]

[mergingly.livejournal.com]

[pets his hair soothingly.]

Who did it?

[whispering.]

[chosen-key.livejournal.com]

'nother S-sora. B-b-but... I... I d-don't th-think it was... r-really h-him.

[looks up at him now.]

I-is th-there a s-spell g-going around...?

[mergingly.livejournal.com]

Probably. I thought I heard something...

[he isn't quite sure, but he's hoping so. the look of pain and betrayal on Sora's face is more than he can take.]

[chosen-key.livejournal.com]

I-If it was... th-then, m-maybe... it's 'c-cause of th-that S-saix.

[quiet, grasping at his shirt.]

[mergingly.livejournal.com]

[he can't help but open his mouth and he's not even sure why, other than the fact that he needed to know.]

Which Saix?

[chosen-key.livejournal.com]

Th... the one that k-keeps hurting e-e-everyone, I th-think...

[but he looks up at him with caution, obviously going 'you're not going to do anything, are you?']

[mergingly.livejournal.com]

[ignores the look and instead goes back to hugging him.]

[chosen-key.livejournal.com]

S-s...

[takes a deep breath, trying to make his voice louder, not as stuttery.]

S-Sora. Don't... th--think about it. Please...?

[mergingly.livejournal.com]

I won't.

[now he's whispering, arms tightening.]

Don't worry.

[chosen-key.livejournal.com]

O-okay.

[hides his face in his chest again.]

[mergingly.livejournal.com]

[runs fingers through his hair.]

I'll be there next time. If there is one.