An old request, a tentative sequel to this Roxas and Sora piece — and now you are and I am now — on realizing that forgiveness sometimes demands its worth, first.
Anger was Sora clenching his fists when Yen Sid chastised him for another misdeed.
Anger was Sora holding Roxas' hands in his, promising a lifetime of fun and unforgettable summers.
Anger stared Riku in the face and shook silently.
5. I can't believe you
Riku felt like a bear trap had snapped closed around his chest, puncturing his heart and lungs and every breath, leaving Riku to slowly die.
Sora glared at him furiously, eyes welling up with tears like it always did when he got angry. The problem was, Sora hadn't gotten seriously angry at Riku in years. Ages. Riku could remember the last time vividly, how his gut sank and his chest seized and guilt had drowned him until sleep had been a fleeting memory for days.
Anger was Sora bringing his keyblade down on Xehanort because Kairi was gone.
Anger was Sora clenching his fists when Yen Sid chastised him for another misdeed.
Anger was Sora holding Roxas' hands in his, promising a lifetime of fun and unforgettable summers.
Anger stared Riku in the face and shook silently.
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