001 ♥ Wrong Station

[mirroredsky.livejournal.com]

[Sora appears on the Astral Plane, sitting as if he were previously on a ledge of sorts, feet hanging off the edge, talking to someone that isn't there anymore.]

—was kind of cool really, the sandcastle that you guys got... to...

...

Roxas? ...R-Roxas? Where'd you go? ...What happened to this place, for that matter?

This looks... different. Since when did we get stars?

[He stands up, looking very confused.]

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[mirroredsky.livejournal.com]

Oh! There you are. Geez, I thought you pulled a disappearing act on me again.

[glassboxmemory.livejournal.com]

Why would I disappear on you?

[mirroredsky.livejournal.com]

Well, it's not like you can be here 24/7. It's still fine.

[glassboxmemory.livejournal.com]

I guess not. [A pause.]

Um, but the stars have been here the entire time.

[mirroredsky.livejournal.com]

...No they haven't. This is the first time I've seen them.

[glassboxmemory.livejournal.com]

[...] Uh. But you're that boy I talked to a while ago. You knew my name, so...

[mirroredsky.livejournal.com]

Yeah. And 'course I know your name, just...

[He looks up around the Astral Plane.]

A little heads up before redecorating would be nice. You do need to share this place with me.

[glassboxmemory.livejournal.com]

I'm pretty sure we share the Astral Plane with everyone, and they don't complain about it.

[THE POINT, IT WENT COMPLETELY OVER HIS HEAD.]

[mirroredsky.livejournal.com]

"Astral Plane"? You never used to call it that. And no one else is supposed to be here except me and you. [And that thing he never mentions to Roxas' face.]

[...Kinda looking at Roxas funny now.]

[glassboxmemory.livejournal.com]

[Roxas is scratching the side of his head.] I think you must be mistaken. Don't you remember talking to all those other people here?

[mirroredsky.livejournal.com]

[He shakes his head slightly.] I've never seen them before — I shouldn't be able to. This is y— our place.

[glassboxmemory.livejournal.com]

[Clearly, Roxas is missing something.] What do you mean?

[mirroredsky.livejournal.com]

[...Why is Roxas acting so weird? Sora looks around before facing his supposed Other.] Your heart, Roxas.

[Well, doesn't that just sound awkward. But Sora says it with a straight face.]

[glassboxmemory.livejournal.com]

My... heart?

Why would you be in my heart? [Sorry, Sora. ):]

[mirroredsky.livejournal.com]

Yeah, your heart.

...Are you feeling okay today, Roxas?

[glassboxmemory.livejournal.com]

That's a little... That sounds kind of invasive.

I'm fine, but... [And Roxas suddenly remembers seeing that copy a million years ago!] Ah, are you sure I'm the right... er, Roxas?

[mirroredsky.livejournal.com]

... ['Hey. You and everyone else were the ones that wanted me here.']

I — why wouldn't you be?

[glassboxmemory.livejournal.com]

Well, I don't really... If I was the right one, I'd know, wouldn't I?

I mean, I saw another me here a while ago, so maybe... uh, maybe there's another one of me that you know. [Roxas looks displeased. GREAT, JUST GREAT. >:\]

[mirroredsky.livejournal.com]

Did you really? See another you?

[Sora looks perplexed for a minute. Let this, and the fact that he was making a fool of himself, sink in.] Oh. ...Sorry for the mixup.

[glassboxmemory.livejournal.com]

Yeah, it was just once though. Haven't seen him since. But I've seen you before too, so... I guess you may have something to look forward to?

[Roxas feels kind of bad about this, really, and smiles.] Don't worry about it. Happens all the time.

[mirroredsky.livejournal.com]

Oh. I guess so.

[Sora smiles back, but it probably isn't as bright as the smile Roxas saw on the other Sora.] No worries. It's still nice to see a familiar face.

[glassboxmemory.livejournal.com]

So you're, uh... What were you saying about being in my — er, Roxas' — heart? Do you mean in like, literally? [Because Roxas cannot fathom the idea of possibly having a person inside of him. :|]

[mirroredsky.livejournal.com]

[Sora still smiles, slightly wider now, and idly rubs the back of his neck.]

I guess — it's complicated. You have a Nobody... right? [Now he wonders what makes this Roxas different from the one he was talking to moments before.]

[glassboxmemory.livejournal.com]

[Here, have a confused stare.] A Nobody?

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[mirroredsky.livejournal.com]

[...He doesn't know?]