Chapter 2 - Chapter 02
Submitted October 22, 2006 Updated October 22, 2006 Status Incomplete | SPOILER WARNING: The premise of this fic is a major spoiler for Kingdom Hearts II. Please wait to read this until you are finished with the game if you don't wish to have a majorly cool scene ruined for you.
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Chapter 2 - Chapter 02
Chapter 2 - Chapter 02
Kingdom Hearts
Aged Youth
by Vash/PrettySephy/RikuDawntreader
-Chapter 02-
After everyone else was through the dark passage, Riku stepped
through. He wasn't at all surprised to see that they were standing on
his mother's front porch. That had been deliberate.
His mother, on the other hand, had been rather startled to see a
talking Mouse King, a duck, and a strange-looking two-legged dog land
on her doormat.
She had been as polite as it was possible to be while being totally
flummoxed. And Sora's arrival shortly afterward brightened her
spirits.
"Where is Riku?" she asked, looking around. She saw Kairi, the three
newcomers, and an older man she did not recognize brushing dirt from
their clothes, as they straightened themselves out.
Wordlessly, Sora pointed at the older man.
Riku's mother went over to him and looked at him, imploringly.
"If you know where my son is. Please, tell me."
Riku wanted to lie to her, to tell her he didn't know where her son
was, and to depart from this house for what remained of his life. But
he couldn't bring himself to do it.
"Mom, I..."
Something in the way he spoke revealed his inner soul to his mother.
She gave a cry of both joy and despair, and hugged him.
"Goodness," she agonized as she took in her son's current appearance.
"You're older. A lot older. What happened?"
"I couldn't let the world be swallowed up by the Heartless. So I gave
up my youth in exchange for a body that would allow me to protect it."
"A noble sacrifice," the round-eared mouse-king praised, "you should
be very proud of your son. Even though he has joined with the
Darkness, his heart is still pure."
Riku blushed at this. His mother, on the other hand, frowned slightly.
"What do you mean joined with the Darkness?" She turned to Riku.
"You're not evil, are you dear?"
Riku laughed at the way she had asked the question, as if deciding to
be evil were some kind of current fashion trend designed to appeal to
young people while annoying the older generations.
"No, mom," he assured her, "I'm not evil. The Darkness has a magical
power which I have learned to put to good use."
"I'm glad," his mother smiled. "Now, let us have no more talk of
Darkness today. It is almost suppertime. If you expect me to feed the
lot of you, you will wash your hands and set the table."
"Of course," Riku nodded. He turned back to his friends. "Hey," he
called, "come lend a hand."
His mother watched them as they set the table, wincing as Riku
suddenly staggered, dropping a glass to the floor.
"Sorry, mom," he told her. He wanted to sweep it up, but as he bent
down, a sudden wave of dizziness overtook him and he lurched forward,
his mother catching him and helping him into a chair.
"Perhaps you should rest a bit," she offered, "I can keep a plate of
something warm for you."
"I'll be fine," Riku assured her. "I just keep forgetting this isn't a
young body."
"Don't argue with me, Riku," she told him, sternly, "you may be older
than me, now. But I'm still your mother, and I know what's best for
you. Now, get some rest."
"Okay, mom," Riku was too weary to argue, and after more than year of
lying alert night after night, lest he be overtaken by his foes, he
was looking forward to a night of uninterrupted sleep.
Once his eyes were closed, his mother gave him a small kiss on the
temple. She watched him for a moment, from the door. Then she returned
to the kitchen to find the table set, and her guests tidying up the
kitchen.
"Thank you," she said, glancing back at the bedroom. "You guys take
your seats." She didn't really like using the word 'guys', but
couldn't think of a better one to fit a dog, a duck, and a
mouse. "Kairi, why don't you help me serve dinner?"
Kairi agreed, and soon they were all seated at the table with plates
full of food.
Sora couldn't help remark that it was a nice change from the tidbits
he and his companions had been eating during their adventures.
The comment was well-received, but Riku's mother did not smile,
despite her thanks. Instead, she turned to King Mickey, her eyes
glancing in the direction of the bedroom where Riku slept as she tried
to gather up the courage to ask the question that was upon her tongue.
Aged Youth
by Vash/PrettySephy/RikuDawntreader
-Chapter 02-
After everyone else was through the dark passage, Riku stepped
through. He wasn't at all surprised to see that they were standing on
his mother's front porch. That had been deliberate.
His mother, on the other hand, had been rather startled to see a
talking Mouse King, a duck, and a strange-looking two-legged dog land
on her doormat.
She had been as polite as it was possible to be while being totally
flummoxed. And Sora's arrival shortly afterward brightened her
spirits.
"Where is Riku?" she asked, looking around. She saw Kairi, the three
newcomers, and an older man she did not recognize brushing dirt from
their clothes, as they straightened themselves out.
Wordlessly, Sora pointed at the older man.
Riku's mother went over to him and looked at him, imploringly.
"If you know where my son is. Please, tell me."
Riku wanted to lie to her, to tell her he didn't know where her son
was, and to depart from this house for what remained of his life. But
he couldn't bring himself to do it.
"Mom, I..."
Something in the way he spoke revealed his inner soul to his mother.
She gave a cry of both joy and despair, and hugged him.
"Goodness," she agonized as she took in her son's current appearance.
"You're older. A lot older. What happened?"
"I couldn't let the world be swallowed up by the Heartless. So I gave
up my youth in exchange for a body that would allow me to protect it."
"A noble sacrifice," the round-eared mouse-king praised, "you should
be very proud of your son. Even though he has joined with the
Darkness, his heart is still pure."
Riku blushed at this. His mother, on the other hand, frowned slightly.
"What do you mean joined with the Darkness?" She turned to Riku.
"You're not evil, are you dear?"
Riku laughed at the way she had asked the question, as if deciding to
be evil were some kind of current fashion trend designed to appeal to
young people while annoying the older generations.
"No, mom," he assured her, "I'm not evil. The Darkness has a magical
power which I have learned to put to good use."
"I'm glad," his mother smiled. "Now, let us have no more talk of
Darkness today. It is almost suppertime. If you expect me to feed the
lot of you, you will wash your hands and set the table."
"Of course," Riku nodded. He turned back to his friends. "Hey," he
called, "come lend a hand."
His mother watched them as they set the table, wincing as Riku
suddenly staggered, dropping a glass to the floor.
"Sorry, mom," he told her. He wanted to sweep it up, but as he bent
down, a sudden wave of dizziness overtook him and he lurched forward,
his mother catching him and helping him into a chair.
"Perhaps you should rest a bit," she offered, "I can keep a plate of
something warm for you."
"I'll be fine," Riku assured her. "I just keep forgetting this isn't a
young body."
"Don't argue with me, Riku," she told him, sternly, "you may be older
than me, now. But I'm still your mother, and I know what's best for
you. Now, get some rest."
"Okay, mom," Riku was too weary to argue, and after more than year of
lying alert night after night, lest he be overtaken by his foes, he
was looking forward to a night of uninterrupted sleep.
Once his eyes were closed, his mother gave him a small kiss on the
temple. She watched him for a moment, from the door. Then she returned
to the kitchen to find the table set, and her guests tidying up the
kitchen.
"Thank you," she said, glancing back at the bedroom. "You guys take
your seats." She didn't really like using the word 'guys', but
couldn't think of a better one to fit a dog, a duck, and a
mouse. "Kairi, why don't you help me serve dinner?"
Kairi agreed, and soon they were all seated at the table with plates
full of food.
Sora couldn't help remark that it was a nice change from the tidbits
he and his companions had been eating during their adventures.
The comment was well-received, but Riku's mother did not smile,
despite her thanks. Instead, she turned to King Mickey, her eyes
glancing in the direction of the bedroom where Riku slept as she tried
to gather up the courage to ask the question that was upon her tongue.
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