Training. That's about all he did since he'd been rescued from Xehanort. Whether it be with the Keyblade or simple magic, he was training. He'd do missions he'd been requested of by Yen Sid or the King as well; they were a nice distraction from his current train of thought that involved a lot of darkness and fear.
On the afternoon he'd come back to the islands after finishing a mission that had taken longer than he’d expected, Sora was glad to be home. That hadn’t lasted long. Unfortunately, the islands hadn’t given him a good welcome back. A loud boom of thunder soon sounded, making Sora jump and tense. It wasn’t long before it started full on pouring rain and thundering. Sora frowned and moved more quickly, just wanting to get home. He hated thunderstorms. Unfortunately, Riku’s house was closer than his at the moment. He was hesitant, but when another loud boom came, Sora was off, getting soaked as he ran towards his friends house.