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09:52 pm: Fic: Life's Constants
Title: Life’s Constants
Disclaimer: I don’t own Kingdom Hearts.
Summary: He’s not her Sora.



Life’s Constants



Life doesn’t have a lot of constants. Everything changes every moment.

We age. We die. We learn. We grow.

Sora was my constant for a long time. I never imagined he would change. He was always that bright, sunny boy with a heart of gold who would move mountains if it meant making someone smile.

He’s not that boy now.

My Sora always lived in the now, the moment. This Sora lives for yesterday.

He still smiles, acts goofy, and would give me the world if it meant I would smile, but he’s not the same. The Keyblade changed him. I can tell.

You see, Sora’s always watching the sky, night and day, wondering how his friends on other worlds are doing and if he’ll ever see them again. He comes out of it every now and then and joins the rest of us, but no matter where he is (school, home, the play island), I know his heart isn’t with us.

I think the happiest day for Sora since his return wasn’t reuniting with his parents like it was for Riku, but the day we received that letter from the King. His whole face lit up as he tried to hide his smile. There was trouble brewing out on the other worlds, and all Sora could think was he would get to introduce us to his friends, he would get to see his friends again, he would get to see them again.

You have no idea how much it hurt when I heard that. I don’t know who on Radiant Garden means so much to him, but I know I’ve never made him glow like that.

I think I finally understand why Riku gave himself to the Darkness that day. Wanting something you can’t have and having it hurt so much…

“Kairi? Time to go. Donald and Goofy are here,” Sora says, practically bouncing with anticipation.

Kairi forces herself to smile at her friend and closes her diary. “I’ll meet you at the beach.”

Sora grins at her before he turns and races out of her room and down the stairs. As she hides her diary in her backpack, Kairi can hear her mother yelling for the boy not to run in the house. It’s almost like Sora hasn’t changed, but Kairi knows he has.

He’s not her Sora now. He belongs to the worlds.





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