kh_drabble | Challenge entry

Challenge: #72 - Desperation
Title: Shadows
Word Count: 387
Notes: Set just before CoM, but spoilers for KH2 abound. Namine, Roxas. Minor Sora, Kairi in a sense.
Summary: There's a faint flicker of recognition when she sees him...

The first time she sees him, pale face and confused eyes, there’s a faint flicker of recognition, a quick flutter of familiarity that stirs in the depths of her chest. Blue eyes on blue and two sets of lips parting in question before he‘s pulled away.

Regardless, it is the first time she has ever felt like she might have a connection, a hidden part to her, and a past like all the others. Memories of her very own to understand, to cherish and to keep.

It is why she slips out of her room that night and tiptoes to where the whispers have rumoured him to be. Darting away from shadows and slinking against walls on her way, her feet tapping quietly against slick tiles as she tries to find her bearings.

A familiar sense of panic pulsing through her, a heady sensation making her run as she feels that single chance to see him slip quickly through her fingers. Realising deep down that she knows him, that he knows her.

She pushes the door open with a grunt, ghostly fingers wrapping around its edge as she peers in. Treading her way quietly to his side and watching his almost silent slumber.

With a mind not her own, she lifts her hand and places it to his chest, feeling the quiet pulse that beats just below. Steady, calming and so full of him; that she’s reluctant to move away. Carefully the blonde leans in and whispers urgently into his ear, the first name that comes to mind slipping past her lips. “Sora,” sucking in a breath as everything seems to connect, “Sora, Sora!”

Stark blue eyes blink open and piercingly stare back. What can only be described as confusion written all over his face. She senses the hesitation in his lips before they move and part, uttering a single name, “Kairi.”

She feels that familiarity slip away and whispers back the truth, “Naminé.”

Watching and feeling everything fall as he blinks and states, “Roxas,” in return. Stumbling to her feet and fleeing out of sight before she can even begin to think of what this means.

It is the next day that she wakes and goes searching for him. Finding no sign of the blond in sight and imagining all hope go crashing to the floor.