What The Heart Wants || Sora

Ending 1: Goodbye

HIKARI

Hearing those words—I already knew what had to be done. "I'll stay, just let him go." I can already feel his eyes on me but I ignored it. "It was part of the deal, wasn't it?" Taking a step away from Sora, I finally turned my face to look at him to see him already being partially transparent.

"But, why?" He sounded so distant yet he was right in front of me. "I thought we---"

I shook my head, feeling the tears come back. "I know, as much as I would love to live a life with you and the others---I know I can't." Stepping back away from him even more, I held my hands behind me. "I don't have a place to stand next to you, Sora."

"Yes you do!" He yelled, making me jump a little at his volume. "Everyone has a place, so could you!" I could hear the desperation in his voice. He tried to move forward to me but it appeared something was keeping him in place.

Letting my hands fall to my sides, my head fell a bit and tilted to the side. The corners of my lips quirked up the slightest as I stared into is blue eyes. The desperation could also be seen in them, it made me even more guilty that I'm doing this---but I know I have to.

I sighed, shaking my head and crossed my arms. "Thank you for letting me say goodbye, at least. Maybe I could get used to this life of solitude." I let out an airy chuckle but it was anything but humorous. "Maybe this is what Namine felt when she was alone in this white room..." The last part was said in a whisper but I'm pretty sure he didn't catch it.

I turned my attention back to Sora, who was more transparent than before. He was almost like the kind of transparent when he was in The Final World, before he gathered himself back together. It still looked like he was struggling against an invisible force and for some unknown reason I snapped my fingers---and like magic he was free.

Sora bolted from his position to reach me but the moment he did...he ran right through me. I took a deep intake of air, trying to calm myself down. Though it didn't stop me from crying, I only felt a cool breeze go through me. Then just as he went through, I felt so empty and cold.

I lifted one of my hands to my chest, where my heart would be but I know it's not there anymore. A small, almost inaudible chuckle left my lips as I clutched the place of my heart.

It really did feel like an empty void.

Turning around, I saw Sora on his knees on the floor. His back was facing towards me but his posture was slumped over and his shoulder sagged. I carefully approached him and kneeled by his side, I placed my hand on his shoulder to which he flinched upon contact.

"There has to be another way, there has to be." I heard him utter under his breathe. "I won't let it end like this."

"Sora." I voiced, gentle and careful. "Time is running out." It was odd how I was able to put my hand on his shoulder, touching him, but he simply can't. "It's time to go."

"Can I still see you in my dreams?" He whispered, lifting his head slightly and eyeing me from the side. "Please?"

I bit my lip nervously. "Maybe, I don't know if I'm allowed to have any form of contact with you after this." I really wanted to keep talking to him, but that would be selfish of me.

"Well, we don't know unless we try, right?" He let out a chuckle but it held no emotion to it. "I'll see you later---again."

My lips curved up slightly. "Until we see each other again." I kept eye contact with him but the moment I blinked he was gone. It took me about ten seconds until realization kicked in that he wasn't in the room with me anymore.

I felt like I was in an locked, empty box.

I got up from my knees and approached one of the chairs at the table, taking a seat. Coincidentally there was a sketchbook right in front of me on the table, with a bunch of other art supplies scattered. I reached over to take a pencil into my hand and begin to draw---whatever comes into mind.