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Wed, 23 Jul 2008 23:44:37 GMT

Title: High Spirited Courage
Rating: G
Pairing?: Joshua + Neku
Summary: Little fun "what if" type stories about Neku and Josh on missions.
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// The Human Kind

Mon, 23 Jun 2008 18:06:55 GMT

WOW

can we say desperate ho's??

every minute - human kind gets dumbed down, yet somehow we still remain a the top of the food chain.

Have fun telling your kid and family "Yeah, your father was a homeless bum I decided to f*ck because I made a pact with some girls that I don't know anymore or are dead from some kind of disease."

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Sat, 07 Jun 2008 00:43:13 GMT

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// Run Around

Wed, 04 Jun 2008 17:05:21 GMT

For

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Title: Run Around
Characters: Riku and Sora [non yaoi]
Warnings: Non AU
Prompt: 07. Guide [take it step by step, one foot then the other]
Summary: In-game [CoM] - Sora wakes up and finds he can't remember anything. He meets a stranger and they have to make a desicion on which road to take. After awhile, Sora realizes exactly who he was looking for. [Take place in CoM when Namine is repairing his memories]
Author's Note: Not really yaoi, but you can see it that way if you wanted too =x Doesn't matter ((they do hold hands at a point)) but it takees place in CoM. Just keep that in mind, and keep in mind the significance of crossroads in the game. =]

Run Around

Author’s Note: I was in my bed about to go to bed when this song came on on my Ipod. I sleep with it playing - I like music when I sleep - blocks out next door snoring xD. ANYWAYS, so this song came on and I was like “OH MY GOD.” and it clicked.

And once again, I found a way to tie this into the game so it’s NON-AU. I was thinking, “If Sora was, more or less, ASLEEP, and Namine was re-writing his memories, and Riku was trying to wake him up…” So…just think about that when you’re reading…

IT’LL MAKE MORE SENSE.

Sora shuffled through the light blanket of snow that layered the ground. His blue eyes scanned his surroundings. Bare trees lined the path he was on; not dead, just leafless. Snow was on the ground, on the trees, and maybe even his hair. But no one else was around. He had to wonder briefly how he got here, but found he couldn’t remember.

So with a perplexed look, Sora kept walking down the snow covered path. Everything glistened, sparkled and reflected the sun’s light. It was almost like a winter wonderland, but there wasn’t anything wonderful about being here. -Well…it IS pretty…but…sort of unnerving…being here alone and not remembering why…- Sora thought as he once again scanned his surroundings for any life form. None was found.

Sora sighed and rubbed his hands together, not because he was cold, but because he simply didn’t know what to do with himself. Of course it was cold, but not so much as he thought it would be. The snow crunched beneath his feet, the only sound he was able to hear. Sora really did wonder where in the world he was. He had a voice in the back of his head saying he was forgetting something, but what?

He didn’t know.

So after about a few lost minutes of walking, Sora didn’t know how long nor did he know how to keep track of how long, he finally came to a four way crossroad. The brunet looked at all four ways, trying to figure out where he would go now. Did one path lead to a dead end? The other to where he was supposed to go? Why couldn’t he remember?

“Are you lost?” came a voice.

Jumping, Sora turned around half way and saw another person he hadn’t noticed before. The person had long silver hair, a smile on his lips and was sitting comfortably under the sign post. “I…I think so.” Sora answered.

“I’m lost too.” the other person said. “I don’t know what path to take.” the older looking male said.

“So you sat there?” the brunet asked. He wasn’t sure if that sounded rude, but it was an honest question with honest intentions. The other male chuckled though, so Sora’s worry vanished.

“More or less. I was just seeing if maybe I would remember which road I was supposed to take.” he said to Sora. “I’m Riku, by the way.”

“Sora.”

Riku smiled and stood up, walking towards Sora to shake hands. The younger of the two looked at the rough hand that was offered to him and grasped it. “Nice to meet you, Sora.”

“You too.” Sora smiled, “So…you don’t know why you’re here?” he asked. Riku shook his head.

“Not a clue.”

“That’s weird…” Sora murmured.

“How so?” Riku asked, a playful smirk on the corners of his lips.

“Well, because, I don’t know why I’m here either. Or which road to take.” Sora said, looking at the three remaining paths to choose from.

“The sign doesn’t quite help either.” Riku said.

“What does it say?” Sora asked.

The silver haired teen turned around to face the sign and squinted his eyes, “To Dawn. To Night. To Light. To Darkness.” he read.

“Oh…” Sora blinked then made a face, “That doesn’t make much sense.”

“I know, right?” Riku laughed. “But I don’t think I want to take a path to darkness.” he said, “I’m afraid of the dark…I just came from there.”

“Haha, that’s ok.” Sora shrugged, “Then I guess to darkness is out and light. Since I came from there.” Sora pointed behind him.

“Yeah.” Riku nodded, turning around to face the roads. “I have an idea.” he said.

“What?” Sora inquired.

The older teen smiled, “Let’s go on a journey together.” he said.

“A journey?” Sora echoed.

“Yeah…the two of us. Maybe together, we can figure out what it is we’re supposed to be doing.” Riku said. Sora blinked, thinking it over and then smiled.

“Sounds good.” he agreed, “Plus, we won’t get lonely.”

Riku laughed, “Exactly. It’s pretty depressing being on your own.”

“Yeah it is.” the brunet agreed. “So which path?” he asked. Riku blinked and looked at the two offered paths. There was a road that lead to dawn, so the sign said, and one that lead to night.

“Let’s go to night.” Riku said.

“Why night? I thought you hate the dark.” Sora asked.

“Yeah, but if it’s night, then the sun must rise at some point. I think the promise of light being there is more comforting.” Riku said. He smiled lopsidedly and looked at Sora, “Don’t you think?”

Sora tilted his head at those words and a slow smile broke across his face, “Yeah, that makes sense.” he concurred, “Ok, let’s go towards night.” he said.

“And a sunrise.” Riku added. Sora laughed, nodding at that add in.

So then the two boys walked down the path towards night, a small distance between their hands. Sora felt at ease now, his racing heart settled by the presence of the other teen. He wondered who he was though, and why he was here. The voice in the back of his head started talking to him again; nagging and trying to say something but Sora couldn’t hear.

“So, you don’t remember anything before I came along?” Sora asked as he looked up at Riku.

Smiling, he shrugged, “I think I was looking for someone.” he said.

“Oh…? You don’t know who?” Sora asked, pursuing the topic. Maybe it would jog his own memory.

“I…can’t remember. A friend, I think.” Riku said, glancing at Sora with a small smile, “Someone important to me.”

“Oh…I hope you find this person then.” Sora said.

“What about you?” Riku asked.

“I…don’t know.” Sora said with a frown. “I just…woke up here.” Sora said, kicking the snow around with his feet. “I…I have a feeling though that I’m looking for something too. No…” he shook his head, “Someone.”

“Who?” Riku murmured.

“…someone…very important.” Sora nodded. Riku smiled.

“I guess we’re both looking for that important person of ours.” the older teen said. He brushed some loose bangs away from his eyes, a sigh escaping his lips. He could see his breath as he breathed in and out. The gray sky above them not seeming to move started to let snow fall down. A down upon the pair of boys. Sora held out a hand and smiled.

“It’s snowing.”

“I hope it doesn’t blizzard.” Riku said. He too held out a hand, catching a few flakes as they instantly melted in his palm.

“I don’t think it will.” Sora murmured. They continued walking down the path, the snow setting the mood, but it still wasn’t cold. Sora began to wonder what it was that he was looking for. He began to feel like he wasn’t alone in his search. Did he have help from others? But were these other friends? They were his friends, right?

And who was this person that he was looking for? Was this person important enough to forget? That seemed a bit contradictory; to forget an important person. What was this person like? Why was he looking for this person? Was this person in danger? “I hope not…” he murmured.

“What was that?” Riku asked.

“Oh…well…I was just thinking about the person I’m looking for.” he answered.

“Oh…? Come up with anything?” Riku asked.

“Just…who is this person? Why am I looking for them…are they in trouble?” Sora frowned, a crease forming between his brow, “And…if they are so important…why did I forget them?” he asked.

Staying silent, Riku just kept walking, thinking about what to say, “Maybe…they were so important…you had to forget.”

“That makes no sense.” Sora said.

“I mean…they must be important if you’re trying so hard to remember them.” Riku said, “other wise…why are you here?”

“I don’t know why I’m here.” Sora said in a childish manner. He pouted a bit, frustrated that he couldn’t remember a thing. Everything was black in the back of his mind; black and blank. In fact, maybe it was white instead of black. It made Sora a bit angry that he wasn’t able to remember before waking up here in this snow filled land.

“Does it bother you?” Riku murmured.

“Yes.” Sora nodded, “Doesn’t it bother you that you can’t remember?”

“…I suppose yes, but maybe I never did remember.” Riku said. “I just forgot that I never knew.”

“Now you’re not making sense.” Sora said, a small smile creeping up on his face.

“Haha, maybe I never made sense and I forgot!’ Riku teased. Sora just laughed, his mood lightening a bit. “I’m sure you’ll remember, Sora. I don’t think we’re here for no reason.” he said. The younger teen just looked up at Riku.

“Yeah, maybe we’re here on this road for a reason.”

“Then I’m glad you came along. It’s really less lonely.”

“That’s good.” Sora smiled. Riku then ran ahead, leaning down to scoop up a handful of snow. Sora blinked and before he could ask what in the world Riku was doing, a snowball came hurling at his face. Hitting him square in the face, Sora fell back, a cold shock spreading through his body.

“I thought you would dodge that!” Riku laughed. Sora sat up, a completely shocked look on his face.

“I…what was that for!?” Sora asked.

“To cheer you up.” Riku shrugged. Sora just gave him a pointed look. Scooping up a handful of snow himself, Sora stood up and ran after Riku. The older teen ran down the road and laughed as snow came hailing down on him.

Sora just laughed in joy as it was Riku who was now chasing him with two handfuls of snow. Sora yelled out and tripped here and there on the snow as Riku came up behind the brunet and shoved the snow down the back of Sora’s shirt. Yelping at the sudden onslaught of coldness, Sora fell back and the two boys tumbled down into the snow. “Riku!” Sora yelled, doing a funky dance as he tried to dig the snow out of his back.

Frowning, Sora lamely threw a snow ball at Riku, completely missing.

“Haha, c’mon Sora, I thought you could do better than that!” he taunted.

Riku laughed, falling back on his backside, pointing and laughing at how silly Sora looked. Not at all amused, Sora took some snow and shoved it on Riku’s head, ruffling the silver hair so it was damp with water. The younger teen laughed in delight as Riku yelled in surprise. “There, now we’re even!” Sora smiled.

Riku smiled, his laughter calming as Sora knelt in between his legs. The two boys laughed quietly as they sat on the snow. “Are you happy now?” Riku asked.

“Yes.” Sora nodded.

“That’s good.” Riku said. Standing up, Riku brushed off the snow that clung to his clothes and pulled Sora up to his feet. “I like it when you smile.” he said. Feeling some heat rise to his cheek at that comment, the brunet looked away.

“I…heh…thanks.” Sora murmured. Riku grinned, motioning for Sora to follow. They continued down the path, idle chatter coming between them. The once gray sky now started to clear and a hint of dark blue started to color the sky. Stars started to peek out, greeting the two boys.

“Night.” Riku commented.

“I guess we really did take the path to night.” Sora said, looking upwards. “Hey Riku.”

“Hm?”

“Do you think…we’ll really see a sunrise at the end?” Sora asked.

Riku shrugged, “Won’t know till we get there.”

“What if there is no end?” Sora asked, worst case scenarios running through his mind. He frowned, not sure if he wanted to go through with this anymore. Riku saw this and grabbed Sora’s hand.

“Instead of thinking that, why not think that at the end, we’ll find who we’re looking for?” he said. “They’ll be waiting for us, and we’ll know why we forgot.” Riku said.

Sora blinked and smiled. “You know…I’m glad.”

“Huh?” Riku blinked.

“I’m glad that…I got to start this journey with you.” Sora said softly. Riku stared at Sora, unsure of what to say.

“Thanks…?” he asked. Not sure if it was a compliment he was receiving.

“No, really.” Sora said, looking up. “I mean…it’s like you said…it would have been really lonely if you were on this journey by yourself, but…” Sora smiled, “I’m glad we started this together at the beginning.”

Riku felt his face warm up a bit, but he smiled, “Thanks then. I’m glad we started this journey together too.”

Sora was sort of embarrassed now, making a confession so personally like that, so Riku smiled, “We’ll go together.” he said to the brunet and began to run down the snow covered path; hands still linked.. Sora blinked, unsure at why Riku was so intent all of a sudden, but a few minutes later, Sora nodded and ran as well.

With their hands linked, Sora curled his fingers around Riku’s pale hand, running as they tried to escape the night and maybe into dawn. Riku wouldn’t let go of Sora’s hand, wouldn’t let him fall or stop. He pushed Sora forward, urged him to not give up; that there is something waiting for them somewhere.

Their breathe was the only thing either could hear, the frost making their breathes visible. Sora tripped, but Riku held him up, not allowing Sora to fail nor fall. “C’mon, Sora.” Riku said over his shoulder.

Sora nodded, not slowing down. Neither of them stopped, not even for a break. They ran and ran, hand in hand.

Sora’s blue yes looked up, the sky starting to lighten as the night began to fade away. “Look, Riku!” he said breathlessly. The older teen looked up, his silver hair running all over his face.

“Dawn.” he said and smiled at Sora. They still ran, ran towards the sun they hoped was there and to friends they were looking for.

However, as they reached what they hoped was dawn, they came to instead, the four way cross roads. Riku and Sora both skidded to a halt, their faces and hope falling as realization hit them. “What?” Sora gasped, trying to catch his breath, “But…but!” Sora shook his head. He was so sure, so sure that his answer would be here.

Riku was too crestfallen to say anything. He looked at Sora and saw the boy’s disappointed face and swallowed thickly. Maybe this was just the beginning of a journey far beyond their own imaginations. Re-grasping Sora’s hand, Riku held up their linked hands and looked firmly at the brunet, “You said you were glad to be on this journey with me, right?” he asked.

Sora made a face, confused at why Riku wasn’t upset like he was. Didn’t he see that they were at the beginning again? “What?”

Riku turned fully towards Sora, holding their hands to their faces, “You said, back there, you were happy. Happy to not be alone, happy to have started on this road with me, right?” he asked, his breath short.

Sora nodded, “Yes, yes, but why aren’t you-”

“Then c’mon Sora.” Riku said. “Let’s start this journey again, not as strangers, but as friends.” Riku said. Sora blinked, not entirely sure of what Riku was saying.

“As…friends?” Sora echoed.

Riku smiled, “Yeah. Besides…I couldn’t imagine who else I would want to start this journey on, besides you.”

Sora blinked and smiled. “All right…let’s go.” Sora said with renewed confidence.

Riku nodded and once again, the two boys whose hands were linked ran down a path. Sora still didn’t know who he was looking for, but when he looked up at Riku, he suddenly knew.

“I was looking for you. All along.”

And they ran, and ran, and ran; ran right down the path to Twilight.

-end-

So there we go. I imagine Riku going into Sora’s mind to help him and guide him as Namine repaired his memories. But yeah. I liked it. It’s a sweet fic, no? Anyways…yeah. Haha. Thanks for reading! Leave a review if you can, advice and input are always lovely.

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// Subarashiki Wall

Mon, 02 Jun 2008 15:17:40 GMT

I managed to make this before I go to what is considered school but I call hell -___-;;;

yay summer classes~~ UGH, i shouldn't have signed up for them...what's another semester in college, really? -shot- -_____-;;

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// GODS

Thu, 29 May 2008 02:11:55 GMT

So can you tell I'm all up in Subarashiki? -_____-;; I haven't even played the damn game but I know I'll like it =D

I WANT THE DAMN GAME.

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// Fanfic

Tue, 27 May 2008 20:23:32 GMT

20_heartbeats challenge
Title: Piano in the Dark
Author: synnesai
Claim: RikuSora
Prompt: 03. Connected [coiled inescapably]
Warnings: PG 13 some sexual contents
Disclaimer: You know the drill.
Summary: This piano is magical.” she began to explain. “It plays a tune that is in your heart.” she says. “No one can hear it, except the person that is in your heart.”

Piano in the Dark

Author’s Note: Originally, this was my friend’s idea. She wrote it for a Harry Potter fic. I loved the idea a lot and asked for permission to used the same BASIC idea, but totally turn it into my own. She said yes, so here we go :D

When the lights go down

And the world’s asleep

She plays piano in the dark

Every night before he closed his eyes and went to bed, there was a strange sound he would hear. With an arch of his brow, Sora had to wonder who or what was making the music he heard at night. But when he would look out into the halls, at the other dorm doors, he would think, “No way could a piano fit in these rooms…it’s too big!”. Then he would close his door and walk back to his bed and still the music would reach his ears.

How queer…

So, trying to tune out the beautiful music, Sora finally managed to fall asleep.

x.x.x.x

“Hey…do you guys ever hear that song playing at night?”

Several pairs of eyes looked at Sora in an inquisitive manner, “Huh?” asked the only girl present.

“At night…” Sora started, “I hear someone playing like…the piano…don’t you guys hear it too?” he asked again.

“Uhm…” his friends all exchanged looks with one another, then the girl present turned to look at Sora, “No…maybe you’re just imagining things, or dreaming…?” she offered.

“No…I hear it almost every night.” Sora said with a definite nod. “Roxas, you share rooms with me, don’t you hear it?”

“No…but I do hear you getting up at night a lot…” he said. “But no piano…”

“I swear I hear the piano at night…”

“Sora, the only piano in this school is in the music room.” the girl, whose name was Kairi, said.

“Yeah, and that’s on the other side of the school…” the other boy, Hayner, said.

Sora looked down, kicking his feet a bit despondently as he continued walking with his friends. He knew he wasn’t dreaming nor was he imagining things. What he heard at night was real. The music that filled his head was real, nothing he could ever make up. So what if the music room was on the opposite side of the campus, there could be a piano nearby somewhere. He thought about finding it and maybe asking if anyone was accessible to playing it at night.

It wasn’t like he was complaining about the music, he was just curious. Who was skillful enough to create such a sound? “Hey guys,” Sora said suddenly as he came to a halt, “I think…I’m gonna skip class.” Sora mumbled.

“Huh? YOU skip class?” Hayner exclaimed.

“Yeah, well, I have stuff I need to do, so I’ll catch you guys later!” Sora smiled quickly before pivoting sharply on his heel, and walked away briskly. Kairi, Hayner and Roxas all exchanged befuddled expressions before shrugging and continuing on to class.

Sora quickly walked back to where the dorms were and looked around. Though he lived here for about a good year or so, he had never bothered to look around campus. He just found out where his classes were and went to them. No where else.

From a distance, Sora could hear the sounds from the class out in the field practicing their magic attacks. Just recently, Sora managed to finally master Firaga and Thundaga. He was having a little trouble getting down Blizzaga, but Merlin was saying he was doing perfectly fine. Merlin’s school of magic had a pretty cool campus and a nice school that Sora could afford. He really wanted to take Chocobo riding this semester, but that class filled up too quick and his registration deadline was later in the year.

Looking at the building adjacent to the dorms, Sora walked towards it and walked in. Students walked past him as Sora slowly walked towards the glass stairs. He had half the mind to asked someone what building this was, but he was a bit too shy. Looking around again, he finally mustered up the strength and tapped someone. “Sorry…but what building is this?” he asked.

The person he had disturbed just smiled, “This is the magical arts building.” they said.

“Oh…thank you.” Sora smiled and watched as the person continued descending down the stairs. -Oh…Magical Arts…- Sora repeated to himself and continued upwards. He never ventured into this building before and was quite curious of what secrets the building had for him to discover. When the brunet finally reached the top of the stairs, he was presented to the second floor. There were many doors littering the walls, but Sora just slowly passed each one. Nothing seemed too interesting.

Maybe he should ask if there was a music room or something.

So Sora looked around and stopped the first person closest to him, “Excuse me…” he started, “Uhm, I was just wondering if there is a…music room here?”

“Oh…yeah, there is one down the hall. It’ll say it on the door, can’t miss it.” the person said with a quaint smile. Sora nodded a thanks and walked on.

So there is a music room here…interesting…- Sora thought curiously and slowly sauntered down the hall. Some classes were in session and Sora peered into a handful of them; seeing if he happen to know anyone. Not really seeing anyone or anything of interest, Sora rounded the corner and kept an eye out for the room the person had pointed out. Several steps later, blue eyes caught sight of a sign that read ‘Piano Room’. Sora nearly sprinted towards the door.. He looked through the window before yanking the door open.

Walking inside, Sora saw that the room only had several desks, a white board that had black tape running horizontally along it in the form of music bars, and a large grand piano. Letting the heavy door close behind him, Sora slowly walked into the empty room, towards the large piano. -Is this…where the music is coming from?- Sora asked himself. There was a possibility, but then again, he had to wonder how he could hear this piano from his room. After all, this was a sound proof room. There was no way he could have heard the piano at night.

Walking around the large instrument, Sora slowly opened the piano, revealing ivory and ebony keys. Running a hand down the keys, Sora pressed down on a white key.

What happen made him blink and press the key again.

No sound could be heard.

Sora tried hitting another key, but no sound emitted from the piano. No sound whatsoever. Sora stood there, staring at the instrument in disbelief. Now he knew he couldn’t hear anything from this particular instrument. The piano must be broken. Sora pressed down on another key again, but yet again, no sounds. The brunet frowned and shrugged, slowly closing the piano keys again and walked around the large instrument.

So it made no sound, that was odd. That ruled out this piano then. If it wasn’t this, then what was it? Perhaps someone was playing a recording of a piano? -No…- Sora thought, -The person sometimes stops and starts over or plays another song…- it just wasn’t a recording. Slowly walking away from the piano, Sora sighed and ran a frustrated hand through his hair before exiting the room.

Well, he would find the source sooner or later.

x.x.x.x

Later was now.

Sitting up, Sora looked around the room and sighed, irritated. There was the piano, again. The brunet looked across the room at Roxas, who was sleeping away. Sora fowned. He could hear that piano as clear as day; as if he was standing right next to it.

Well, tonight he was going to find out where this song was coming from. Quietly as he could, Sora got out of his bed and walked briskly passt Roxas. Pulling on a jacket before leaving, Sora exited his assigned dorm and slowly walked down the hall. “Wow…never knew how…creepy the school was…at night, heh.” Sora said to himself. While passing each room, he leaned in close to hear if the music was coming from their room. But as he passed each door, he found the music was only getting a bit louder.

The sound wasn’t coming from any of the other rooms, that at least was certain. Sora then ventured outside and stopped. The music could still be heard even from outside. Despite the deafening sounds the crickets were making, Sora still heard the piano music. It was a beautiful piece. The crescendos and the way the person used the forte at the end of every other music bar; Sora was quite captivated.

Blue eyes turned to the building he had projected into earlier today. Sora stared at the building for a moment before walking towards it. Surely it was closed by now, so no one couldn’t possibly be inside. Still, Sora walked to the two dual glass doors and placed a tanned hand on the handle. He wasn’t expecting much, but when the door pulled open, Sora blinked and just stood there. It was a dumbfounding moment and the brunet would have gotten caught at any time standing there like he did. So trying to regain his posture, Sora quickly walked inside.

The music seemed to be echoing inside the building, bouncing off the glass paned walls, rising and circling around Sora. There were so many places the music could have been impending from, but Sora knew where the piano was.

Quickly ascending the stairs, Sora spiraled upwards and stopped at the fork at the top of the stairs. Going to where he remembered where the piano laid, Sora slowly made his towards the door. The music was no louder than it was from outside the building or from his room, but Sora pushed the door open nonetheless.

Peking in, Sora turned his head and saw someone sitting at the piano. -Are they…playing it? Can’t be! I tried and it didn’t work!- Sora thought and walked fully inside. The heavy door slammed behind him and he music stopped.

“Who’s there?” came a hushed voice.

Sora blinked, -I know that voice!- he thought, “Riku?” he called out. There was a pause, silence falling around the room one more.

“S-Sora!?” Slowly, Riku revealed himself from behind the grand piano and stood a ways away from Sora. “What are you…doing up so late?”

“I could ask you the same question!” Sora exclaimed. “Were you playing?”

“Y-you could hear?” Riku asked.

“Yeah, but…that’s weird…” the younger of he two said skeptically.

“What is…?” Riku asked, interest piqued.

“The piano, you were just playing it! But when I tried playing it this morning…” Sora tapped his chin thoughtfully.

Riku just smiled thinly and waved a hand, a way of dismissing the subject, “We should probably get back to the dorms.” he said. Sora smiled and nodded, completely forgetting about the piano. He was just glad he found out who and what was making the music at night.

While they were descending the stairs, Sora turned to look at Riku, “Hey, why are you playing this late anyways?” he asked.

There was a slight falter in Riku’s stride, but Sora was a bit too sleepy to notice, “It’s easier to practice.” Riku murmured, “No one around to bug you.” he smiled fully. Sora laughed.

“I can hear it all the way from my dorm room, isn’t that weird?”

Riku just laughed a bit hesitantly, “A bit…”

Sora smiled, “Anyways, the song you were playing was really pretty.” the brunet said, “I mean it.”

Riku just looked at the other boy, “You could really hear it?” he asked quietly.

“…yes…” Sora answered slowly.

Riku looked to the side, chewing his bottom lip, “…I gotta go, night.” he said quickly, walking quickly out of the building. Sora blinked, standing there for a minute.

What just happened?

x.x.x.x

Sora was sitting in front of the what he thought was a broken piano. His hands were on the ivory keys, a completely confused look on his face. Last night, he heard this piano being played, so why can’t it make any sounds now? Did he have to insert munny somewhere or was he just inept at playing a musical instrument? -What was Riku doing to make this work?- he asked, brows furrowed.

He tried pressing down on all the keys again, but nothing happened. “Argh!” he growled, head falling onto the keys. “It’s not working…” he muttered, a frown appearing on his lips. He thought back to when Riku was playing it last night; it was such a beautiful song. He wondered briefly what composer it could have been that created the music and where he could possibly get a recording if any.

“Or maybe I can just ask Riku directly…!” he thought quickly, sitting up abruptly and smiled. “Riku would know…and maybe I can ask him why the piano works for him…and not me.” Sora said to himself and nodded.

He grabbed his belongings that laid abandoned on the floor and quickly ran towards the door. The brunet walked vigorously out of the glass building, the echoes of spells being cast from the P.E. fields reaching his ears. He wondered where he could find Riku.

He knew where Kairi and the others were though. They could usually be found at the cafeteria around this time of day. So Sora headed towards the school’s café, his text books becoming a bit too heavy for him as he walked. The brunet quickly crossed the rather large campus, finally spotting the café in the distance.

Saying a curt thanks to someone as they held the door open for Sora as they left, blue eyes quickly scanned the room. -Where is…ah!- Sora quickly located the back of Kairi’s head. “Kairi!” he called. The girl looked over her shoulder, smiling and waving at Sora as he approached.

“Sora!” she called. Smiling, Sora stole a seat next to her. “How are you?” she asked.

“Pretty good.”

“He was walking around again last night.” Roxas said. Sora just laughed.

“I heard it again.” he said in defense.

“The piano you mean?” Hayner asked.

“Yeah! Clear as day. There’s a piano there in the Magical Arts building!” he stated, pointing in the general direction of the building.

“Really?” all three asked.

“Yeah!” Sora nodded.

“I wonder why we never knew that…” Roxas murmured.

“Yeah, especially since I have class in there.” Hayner laughed.

“Well, was it that piano?” Kairi asked.

“No…when I tried to play it, it made no sound.” Sora frowned. “Besides…how can I hear it from the dorms? But then again…”

“Well, it IS the Magical Arts building, silly.” Kairi chuckled.

Blue eyes blinked, “Oh yeah!” Sora gasped. “But…when I went to check it out again last night,” he started, catching everyone’s attention, “Someone WAS playing it, and I could hear it all! Clear as day.” he nodded to confirm himself.

“Weird…” Hayner said with a slow smile growing on his face, “Who was it?” he asked.

“It was Riku.” Sora said.

“Riku?” Roxas asked.

The brunet nodded, “Yeah, he was playing it…but when I tried to…nothing…” Sora murmured. He tapped his chin, looking questioningly at the table.

“We can find out why.” Kairi said.

“Well, I was going to ask Riku myself.” Sora spoke up. “I mean…he did sort of leave in a rush afterwards…”

“Do you know where he is?” Hayner asked.

“No…I was going to ask you guys.” Sora said with a blink. “You guys don’t know where he is too?” he asked.

“Well, last I saw he was off to the P.E. fields for spell training.” Kairi said.

“Oh yeah!” Sora nodded, “Ok, I’ll catch up with you guys later then!” he said, standing up from the table, “Roxas, do me a favor and take my books? They’re troublesome to carry around.” he said.

“Sure.” the blond nodded. He took the heavy books from Sora’s hands and set them down on the chair next to him.

“Bye guys! Thanks!” Sora said as he started to walk away.

“Bye!” all three said in unison. Sora exited the café, making his way towards the fields. Riku was good at magic, more so than he was. He had already mastered all third level spells, it was amazing. Sora only hoped to be just as good as his childhood friend.

They grew up together in a quaint little place off the islands of Destiny Islands. They met when Sora was four and Riku was five. They have been friends ever since then. They attended the same schools all up until now; same elementary school, middle school, high school, and now university. Since Riku was older, he knew what to do before Sora did and helped him on his academic climb.

Then again, Riku was always there to help him; there to give him a hand when needed. Sora could always count on the silver haired teen for anything and Sora, in turn, tried to do everything he could for Riku.

Climbing the gray stairs that lead up to the high grassy field, Sora saw several classes out today, practicing magic, flying or summoning. “I want you to summon Stitch!” a teacher said to a student. The student nodded and took out a small charm and began to summon the blue monster.

The brunet looked around, trying to locate Riku. He looked at the class that was practicing casting level one spells. “Do a reflect.” came Riku’s voice. Sora’s eyes dragged along each student till he saw Riku standing there, a keyblade in hand as he held a whistle in the other. “Ready? Go!” Riku said, blowing on the whistle and then promptly fired a level one blizzard spell at the younger student.

The small blizzard spell bounced off the shield that the first year had created and disappeared as it floated away. “Good job! All right, next!” Riku called.

“Haha, looks like you’re having fun.” Sora said.

“Oh! Sora.” Riku smiled, “What are you doing here?” he asked.

“Looking for you! What are you doing?”

“Training the students in basic magic.” Riku said, “First years.” he added.

“Oh…I see.” Sora nodded, “You’re good at magic.” Sora complimented.

“Not that bad.”

“Better than me!” the brunet laughed. Riku just smiled and turned back towards the student who was awkwardly standing there, waiting for Riku’s instruction.

“I want you to counter this, ok? No reflect magic.” he said. The student nodded, a weapon of their choice in their hands. It was a pair on nunchaku. “All right?” he asked.

“Right!” said the girl. Riku nodded and cast a level one fire towards her. The girl reacted quickly, casting a stop spell on the fireball. Then she promptly threw a blizzard spell at the stilled fireball and both spells canceled each other out, leaving a lingering trail of smoke behind.

“Good.” Riku nodded, “Ok guys, ten minute break.” he called. All the students smiled in relief. “So, what’s up?” Riku asked again.

“Well…you know that piano?” Sora asked. Riku’s body went rigid for a moment, but the brunet didn’t catch the slight change.

“What about it?” Riku asked.

“Well…when I played it…” Sora started, a perplexed look on his face, “it didn’t work…but when you played it…I could hear it as clear as day…why is that?” he asked, a curious look washing over his face as he looked up at the older male.

Riku was silent for a moment before opening his mouth, “That piano is magical.” he said, “That’s about it.”

“So you have to use magic?” Sora asked, interest mildly piqued.

“Well…yes…I can’t really explain.” Riku smiled. “Maybe if you ask a teacher…?” he asked.

“Good idea…are you busy now?” Sora asked.

“I have to drill this class.”

“But you’re not a teacher.”

“No…but I am the highest in my class…” Riku said with a shrug, a disheartened smile on his lips.

“Haha, that’s what you get.” Sora laughed.

“Yeah, but who’s top in theirs too?” Riku asked, nudging Sora. The brunet laughed.

“I’ll beat you yet.” Sora said. The two friends laughed for a moment, Riku chuckling and shaking his head. Sora smiled up at the older male, “Ok, I’ll catch you later then.” Sora said.

“All right.” Riku said, waving as Sora walked away.

x.x.x.x

“So did Riku say anything?” Kairi asked. Both herself and Sora were walking towards the Magical Arts building, Sora intent on finding out how the piano worked.

“Not really…” Sora said, am indifferent smile on the corner of his lips.

“Aw…why not?” she asked as Sora held the glass door open for her.

“I don’t know, he just said he didn’t know how it worked either.” Sora pouted.

“That doesn’t make any sense.” Kairi smiled. The sun was setting behind them, a low tint of orange and pink coloring the sky. A sliver of the moon was present as the sun dove under the horizon, saying good night to this side of the world.

“Why not?” Sora asked, leading her up the stairs.

“Well because…how can he not know how it works…yet be able to still play the piano?” Kairi asked.

“I…maybe it’s one of those…I know how to work it, but I don’t know how to explain it, type of things.” Sora said.

“I guess…” Kairi smiled. She followed Sora up the stairs, followed him down the hall to the left and towards a door that had the sign ‘Music Room’ painted on it. “I never knew this existed.” She said.

“Me neither!” Sora said and pulled open the heavy set door. Kairi and Sora walked in, the sun casting a sepia color into the room as it was still falling down from the sky.

“Hello?” came a voice.

Sora looked up and saw another lady standing on the opposite side of the room, “May I help you?” came her soft voice.

“Hello…are you the teacher here?”

“Yes, I am. I’m Ms. Gainsborough. Aeris Gainsborough.” the teacher said. She walked around from behind the piano and towards Sora and Kairi. A soft set smile was presented to the two students.

“Hi Ms. Gainsborough.” Sora smiled, “Uhm…were you playing that piano?” Sora asked curiously as he glances over at the instrument.

“Oh my, could you hear my tune?” she laughed softly, “Yes, I was.”

Sora looked at Kairi who shrugged, “No, we couldn’t hear it but…” Kairi murmured, confounded.

“But I can…well…not now though…maybe it’s only a night thing…?” Sora asked, looking Kairi. The red shrugged, just as baffled.

“Oh, do you hear a tune?” Aeris asked.

“I do. At night though.” Sora said.

“Oh I see.” she smiled. “So you hear a Tune of Heart. How cute.” She smiled, her pale hands folding in front of her.

“Tune of Heart?” Sora repeated.

“Yes, a Tune of Heart.”

“What’s that?” Kairi asked.

Smiling, Aeris motioned for Sora and Kairi to follow her. The pair ensued behind her, a somewhat confused look on their faces. “This piano is magical.” she began to explain. “It plays a tune that is in your heart.” she says. “No one can hear it, except the person that is in your heart.” she explained. “I made it.”

“You did?” the two asked simultaneously.

“Yes, I did.” she smiled. The teacher sat down on the piano bench, running her slim fingers across the ivory keys. “The purpose of this piano was for a special someone.” she said, “You see…when a person has someone in their heart, and plays this piano, the tune in your heart reaches their ear. Only they can hear the tune. I built this piano because I wanted to reach someone.”

“Who?” Kairi asked, smoothing out her pink sundress.

“Someone very important to me.” the teacher smiled softly, “He’s out there…somewhere, and so I hope he can hear my tune.” Aeris said.

Sora and Kairi smiled, “Oh how romantic…” Kairi sighed, a hand over her heart.

“So…” Sora started, “you mean…the song I hear…?”

Turning to look at Sora, Aeris smiled and nodded, “Someone who is playing this, has you in their heart.” she confirmed.

Kairi blinked and smiled, “Oh Sora, that’s so cute!” she said.

“Huh?” Sora blinked, looking at Kairi. “What?”

“You silly.” Kairi smiled, “Don’t you get it?” she asked. Laughing at when her friend shook his head no, Kairi looked at the piano and then at Sora, “Riku has you in his heart.”

x.x.x.x

There it was again.

The Tune of Heart.

After Kairi had told Sora that Riku had him in his heart, the brunet was stunned into speechlessness. -Riku…me?- he thought. Though as he sat in his bed, looking out the window towards the glowing moon, Riku’s song reached his ears again.

Something so soft and wonderful…was really meant for him.

Sora looked down in his lap, a befuddled look on his face. He had two options really. He could, one, ignore Riku’s Tune of Heart or two, go and confront him now. Swallowing, the brunet fiddled with his fingers; he knew what to do.

Slowly stepping out into the hall, careful to not wake Roxas up, Sora silently ran towards the Magical Arts building again, intent now to face Riku. While he ran, the song that played for him and only him filled his ears. Riku really did have a beautiful song to play. Sora was flattered.

He ran up the glass stairs. After pulling open the glass doors at the entrance, he walked slowly towards the music room. Swallowing as he stood in front of the heavy door, Sora gathered himself up, slowing his breath. He opened the door.

Blue eyes scanned the room, spotting a shadow of a figure sitting behind the mystical piano Ms. Gainsborough made. “Riku?” Sora called.

The music stopped, “Sora?”

Sora stood still for a moment as Riku stood up and revealed himself into the moonlight that poured into the room. “Hey…” Sora smiled.

“I…could you hear…it again?” Riku asked.

“Yeah…” Sora said, gathering his courage, “And…I know why too!” he said. Riku stood there and smiled slowly.

“You do?” he asked.

“Yeah…” Sora nodded, “and…I…” he shifted uncomfortably. “I…was wondering…why…”

“Why…” Riku echoed, “Why…you?” he asked. Sora nodded, not able to speak as he avoided aqua eyes that were studying him. “…why not you?” Riku asked, stepping closer towards his friend. “I…I can’t remember when I … started to like you more than a friend…but…”

Sora twitched involuntarily as Riku’s shoes came into his line of vision, “But…?” he asked.

“But…when I heard about this piano…” Riku murmured, “I wanted to know…if what I was feeling…was true.” he said. Sora slowly looked up.

“True?”

Smiling, Riku nodded, “I mean…how weird is it? To like your best friend? I…”Riku shrugged, “I’m not that slick you know. I’m not a lady killer like everyone makes me out to be.” he said practically, scratching the back of his head. Sora laughed.

“The song you played…it was beautiful…” Sora said. Riku smiled.

“I heard your song too.” Riku said.

Sora blinked, “Huh?”

Riku chuckled, “Didn’t you say you tried playing it?” Riku asked.

“…yeah…but…”

“You don’t have to know how to play the piano for your song to work.” Riku said, “I heard your song.”

“Are you sure it’s mine?” he asked.

“Try it.” Riku said. Sora hesitated, but Riku shoved him forward and Sora complied. The brunet stood in front of the piano keys, looking at Riku then back at the grand piano. “Go ahead.” Riku nodded. Sora nodded back, slowly reaching out to press on several keys.

“Can you…hear it?” Sora asked as he idly pressed down on random keys.

Riku smiled and nodded, “Yes. It’s a very Sora song.” Riku said, closing his eyes to listen. Sora laughed softly, playing for several more seconds before stopping.

“So then…if you can hear my Tune of Heart…and I can hear your Tune of Heart…” Sora asked, trying to put two and two together. Riku smiled.

“You never were the brightest one in the box, Sora.” Riku said.

“Hey!” Sora frowned.

“I’m kidding.” Riku said, putting their foreheads together. “I’m kidding.” Riku murmured, his eyes looking into azure blue. “It means…we’re both in each other’s hearts.” he said, “And I’m very happy I have a place in yours.” he said.

Sora blinked, a bit confused, but smiled a moment later, “I’m glad I have one in yours too.” he murmured. Riku smiled, pausing for a moment, then leaned forward and connected lips with the younger male.

At the first initial contact, Sora didn’t know what to do. Though when Riku’s fingers threaded slowly into his hair, Sora’s eyes closed and he slowly opened up to the kiss. Riku’s kisses were soft, growing a bit deeper each time their lips connected. A desperate feeling and emotion started to fill both Riku and Sora as the brunet slowly wrapped his arms around the silver haired teen.

Riku welcomed the new vigor Sora had, using his tongue to trace the seams of Sora’s lips. At the touch, those pink lips parted, a sigh escaping him as Riku delved in. A swirl of unfamiliar emotions started to well in Sora, build upon his chest, and he felt like his head would explode. The kiss Riku gave him made him almost lose his breath and Sora had to keep bringing his being down to earth again.

A million and one things ran through Riku’s head, but one initial thought blared bright and vibrant in his mind; he was kissing Sora. They both had songs in their hearts and they were for each other. He didn’t care how cliché that was, nor did he care how romantically sweet it was, all he knew was that he had what he wanted and he had the ending everyone in the world craved.

Sora whispered something incoherent, but rolled his head back as Riku kissed down his neck. His lips kissed, his teeth bit, and his tongue licked. Sora shivered as a chill ran up his spine, teasing him like how Riku's mouth was doing.

The older male sucked delicately at Sora’s tan skin, surprising the brunet every now and then with a hard suck. Sora sighed, a soft moan escaping his lips at the new sensation. Riku smiled and pulled away, looking at Sora’s half lidded eyes. “Too much?” he asked.

“…no.” Sora said shyly, looking away. Riku chuckled.

He then slowly backed Sora up towards the piano, the younger male’s backside hitting the keys and a whole new song that they both created filled both of their ears. Both Sora and Riku looked at each other in surprise. While still entangled in one another, Riku hit another key and a song that melded both their Tune of Heart played. “Hear that?” Riku whispered against Sora’s moist lips, clicking away at several more keys.

“Yeah…” Sora murmured.

Riku smiled, “It’s our song.”

-end-

;askdbn fk;wn/ gwm;r gwr D: I DID IT. I FINALLY BROKE 5000 WORDS! -cries- FINALLY…a ONESHOT THAT ISN’T A MEASLY 2000 WORD FIC. T.T;;

So anyways…once AGAIN, the INITIAL idea of this story belongs to my friend, bluchocobo, I just took it and wrote it in my own style. She let me use the idea, so no yelling at me. Everything is my idea, but the whole piano idea is her idea. I just gave it an explanation, a name, and a maker. Hahaa. I thought it’d be cute to have Aeris ((not Aerith xD)) make it for her someone. :D She’s a cutie.

Anyways…I hope you liked - took 2 months to write labnfjsd ,f swrgf….hahaha, review if you can, if not, well, then I hoped you still enjoyed it anyways! Peace.

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// Fanfic

Tue, 20 May 2008 04:34:47 GMT

Title: Not Bad at All
Pair: Xigbar and Demyx main
Rating: G
Dedication: nove_arghpoots
Summary: “Hey.” he called. ----- “Huh?” Demyx asked. ----- “…play that annoying instrument of yours for me, will ya?” he asked and Demyx just laughed. ---- “Sure thing.” Nah, not bad at all.

Not Bad At All

Author’s Note: So this is dedicated to nove_arghpoots of live journal. She drew me a birthday picture for me when my bday was getting stupid dumb, so in return I asked if I can do anything back and she said “An Axel/Roxas or Xigbar/Demyx fic!” and I was like “I’ve done a lot of Axel/Roxas and well…I think it’d be a challenge!” so I took on the Xigbar and Demyx fic.

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Idly, gloved fingers plucked away at singular strings and a voice could be heard as a tuning process began. Demyx sat on the floor, his sitar in his lap as he was tuning his instrument by ear. “Ah…” he vocalized and tried to match his sitar to his pitch. Using his middle finger, the blond plucked for a C note. “No…” he shook his head and tried again, “Ah…”

“What are you doing?”

Blue eyes blinked and Demyx tilted his head back. “Oh hey Xigbar!” the musician smiled.

“I can hear you all the way from down the hall. Now what are you doing?” the older man asked. He had this perplexed look on his face as he stared, confused, down at Demyx. The younger man just shrugged.

“I was tuning my sitar.” he answered, standing up. “It was out of tune since we went on that mission.” Demyx explained. “You know…swinging at heartless and stuff…”

“Maybe if you found a better weapon, it’d be more beneficial to the cause.” the gunner said. His one visible eye looked down at Demyx, a superior tone and posture overtaking him. The shorter of the two frowned.

“I like my sitar, thanks.”

“Whatever.” Xigbar sighed and scratched the side of his head, “Anyways, we got another mission to do.” he said and then tapped Demyx’s weapon of choice, “So tuning that thing would be pointless.”

Sighing, the blond nodded, “Yeah…it would. All right, where to this time?”

“Just outside of here. Xemnas wants us to scout the perimeters.” Xigbar said. “And I was hoping for some action.”

“Sounds good to me.” the musician smiled.

“…it would, wouldn’t it?” Xigbar said and turned on his heel. Demyx sighed. -No more fighting for today-. Regardless of wanting to fight or not, and at the risk of being deleted back into nothingness, Demyx followed the taller male, his footsteps light compared to the sharp steps Xigbar took.

While they walked, Demyx strummed on his sitar, playing a simple tune to lighten the mood. Xigbar looked sideways at the musician, a frowned appearing on the corners of his mouth. “Do you HAVE to play that now? I mean, you can play it when we’re hacking at things, but…”

“Oh ok,” Demyx said with a sigh, “You know, you’re not very much fun.”

“I’m not here for kicks and giggles, kid.” Xigbar said, scratching the back of his head in an unsure way.

“Well, you know, you can still have fun.” Demyx said, looking up at the taller man. Xigbar’s one visible eye looked pointedly at Demyx, a quirk of the brow.

“And what kind of fun?” he asked.

“Well…I guess you get your kicks from…shooting.” Demyx said, “So maybe…well…” Demyx paused. What could you do with shooting? There were a number of things that crossed Demyx’s mind, but none of them seemed…safe.

“Ok, while you ponder that, we got a mission to do.” Xigbar said, running forward a bit as his twin snipers appeared in his hands. Making a face, Demyx sighed and followed the older male, running towards the heartless that were lurking around outside.

Demyx didn’t fight much,; it wasn’t his forte. But Xigbar had to admit, when the musician did fight, he did it well; not bad, “I don’t know why you put yourself down so much. You’re not that bad.” he had commented when Demyx had killed off a Big Body.

“Well, you know. I'd just rather be doing other things.” Demyx said, waving a hand as if to dismiss the subject. “Beside…” Demyx smiled, “You seem like you got everything under control.” he said. Xigbar just laughed, aiming at Demyx with one of his guns. The water user paused, stiffening. “O-of course! You know…I- helping out is always fun?” Demyx said quickly, raising both hands in defense.

Xigbar just smirked ever so slightly, a simple lift of the corner of his mouth and fired. Demyx gasped, jumping at the sound of the gunfire, but no sort of pain came. “You talk too much.” Xigbar said, resting his gun on his shoulder. Demyx blinked and looked behind him as a Soldier heartless disappeared and released a captured heart.

“Eh-heh…” Demyx laughed nervously. “I-I knew you wouldn’t shoot me.” Demyx said.

“Sure you did.” Xigbar slurred. Demyx made a face and ran after the older man as he started to walk away. Xigbar let go of his weapons, the two guns disappearing before they hit the ground. “Well, it looks like everything is dead.” he commented.

“More or less…” Demyx shrugged. “I gotta get back to tuning now that we’re done.” Demyx said. Xigbar just rolled his eyes. Although, once Demyx had began to strum on his sitar, Xigbar smiled a bit. He had to admit, whenever the musician played, the tunes he picked were kind of catchy. “Hmm…hmmm…” Demyx hummed, plucking away at each string accordingly.

“What song is that? Is that the one you always play?” Xigbar asked.

“Huh?”

“Er…I mean…” Xigbar paused in his walking.

Demyx smiled, “So you do listen to when I play?” Demyx asked.

“Well, it’s kind of hard to ignore…” Xigbar said in defense. Demyx just smiled and laughed.

“Well, I really like this song. It’s the first thing I heard when I woke up.” he murmured, strumming at the sitar’s base. The strings vibrated, the sound waves bouncing off the shell of the instrument, creating a lovely sound. At first, Xigbar thought the sound the sitar made was annoying, but if played correctly and probably properly and expertly, the sound was bearable, and border-lined enjoyable.

“When you woke up?”

“Yeah, when I…I guess when I was created. This song was the first thing I heard. Maybe that’s why I like music so much.” Demyx said. Xigbar just laughed.

“All right, what ever you say.” the older man said. Demyx shook his head. He didn’t really care if Xigbar cared for his taste in things, but he had to chuckled when he saw Xigbar’s fingers twitch, tapping absently to the beat he was creating.

They continued to walk back towards what they called home. The looming white building offering no warm welcome. Dusks and other kinds of lower nobodies walked around, not really acknowledging Xigbar or Demyx’s presence. Demyx was still strumming, humming to the song he was playing and Xigbar caught himself a few times humming along as well.

“There you two are.” came the only feminine voice. “I was looking for you.”

“Hello Larxene.” Demyx greeted.

“What is it?” Xigbar asked.

“I get no hello?” Larxene asked, striking a mock hurt pose. Xigbar sighed, scratching the back of his head.

“Hello Larxene…” he muttered.

“Haha, what ever, as if a hello from you makes a difference.” she said rather bluntly. “But that’s besides the point. Haha, have I got news for you guys.” she giggled.

“What is it?” Demyx asked, letting his sitar disappear.

“Hehe, guess who left this morning?” she asked.

Xigbar and Demyx exchanged looks, “Who?” the blond male asked.

“Haha, Roxas!” she exclaimed, clapping her hands together.

“What?!” Demyx and Xigbar both gasped.

“What do you mean he left?” Demyx asked.

“I mean,” Larxene sighed, a hand on her hip, “he left the Organization.” she smiled. “And guess what else.” she smiled. She had such a sweet smile, but only those who knew her knew that that smiled meant no good. It usually meant she had something sadistic in mind.

“What…?” Xigbar asked.

“I’m not sure if I can take another surprise…” Demyx murmured.

“Marluxia is gathering a bunch of us to revolt against Xemnas.” she smiled sweetly.

“What?!” the two gasped again.

“Heh, isn’t it great?” she asked, shaking her head and shrugging her shoulders, “The Organization is falling apart. If I were you two, I’d choose sides, and quick.” she said, pointing at them.

“Who are you choosing?” Xigbar asked.

“Marluxia, of course.” she said. “I mean, I'd rather pick him than Xemnas.” she said with a small sneer. “If he can’t keep the keybearer’s nobody here, how can he even keep the keybearer himself?” she asked.

“And you think Marluxia can?” Xigbar asked.

“Heh, at least he’s trying something.” she said with a shrug, “But oh well! Who knows what fate has in store for us.?” she said and then disappeared, the sweet smile of hers imprinted in both minds.

Demyx frowned. “…so, Roxas is gone.”

“I wonder how Axel is taking it.” Xigbar murmured.

“They were best friends!” Demyx said quickly, “I wonder why he left…”

“Doesn’t matter,” Xigbar said, finding a seat near the bridge where random sniper nobodies floated around outside the entrance to the tower. “If Roxas is doing what I think he is, then our mission would be to finally make a move”, he said with a sigh.

“What do you mean?” Demyx asked. He sat down next to the older male, a curious look on his face.

“Think about it…” Xigbar said, leaning close to the water user, “Sora is Roxas’s somebody. Where would you go if you knew where your somebody was?” he asked.

Demyx thought for a minute, “To them.” he answered.

“Exactly.” Xigbar nodded, “Now we’re using our heads.” the sniper said. Demyx just frowned.

“That wasn’t nice.” he said.

“Yeah yeah…” Xigbar shrugged, laying back to rest. “So just let Larxene and Marluxia and whoever else rebel. I’m just gonna kick back and wait for my move.” he mumbled. Demyx just smiled, legs dangling and kicking over the edge of the bridge.

“Yeah, I’m sure we’ll hear news about how it went for them…” Demyx said.

Xigbar shrugged, slight worry making its way into his system. He wasn’t so much worried for Larxene or Marluxia, more so worried for his self. He was also worried because Roxas left. Now without the key blades, how were they going to collect more hearts? Sure, they could gather some here and there themselves, but Roxas was their main collector of hearts.

What now?

Demyx was humming, kicking his legs idly over the edge. The blond seemed to be in a good mood, despite news of Marluxia turning on them and Roxas leaving. -Does Demyx even worry about anything?- Xigbar thought. It didn’t seem like it, but maybe that was just a front he put up; who knew?

Xigbar blinked. Well, he put up a front too. At least, not around…oddly, Demyx. Well, that wasn’t correct either, he did put up a front, but he thought it was a different front than what he would put up around Luxord or Vexen.

Demyx was laid back, that he liked; he was cheerful and also easy to talk to. Sure, he might have been a little weird and silly, but Xigbar didn’t mind that too much. Every now and then, a little weird personality was a good change from dark, depressing ones. Albeit, Demyx did have a serious side. -Ok…not really…- Xigbar thought dully, his one eye closing shut to rest. If the blond did have a serious side, it took a lot of effort for Xigbar not to laugh.

In summary, Demyx was Demyx and Xigbar didn’t mind that truth too much. He was a cheerful guy, silly, a bit clueless -And let’s face it, he can’t fight to save his life, but can handle his own- Xigbar thought.

“Hmm, hmmm…” but Xigbar didn’t mind. He listened to Demyx hum a bit and it was vibrating right to where his heart would be. So he figured, he'd rather hear something accompany that voice.

Opening his one eye, he looked at Demyx and then closed his eye again. “Hey.” he called.

“Huh?” Demyx asked.

“…play that annoying instrument of yours for me, will ya?” he asked and Demyx just laughed.

“Sure thing.”

Nah, not bad at all.

-end-

So with that, let me ALSO explain how I went about this. I have no idea how these two would interact, nor do I have any idea how they really act. All I have are the few cut scenes they are in. Soooo, what I did was when I was writing, I thought of their voices. I thought how they would say this and that when they talk. So that’s how I wrote them, based on their voices. “Would we ever hear THAT come out of his mouth in his voice?” stuff like that.

Also many kudos to my beloved beta-er who totally schools me in my grammar - xlollipoplovex!!

// Posion

Mon, 05 May 2008 20:29:48 GMT

Title: Poison
Author: synnesai
Claim: Riku/Sora
Prompt: 14. Poison [corrupted from the inside out]
Warnings: None.
Disclaimer: You should know this by now
Summary: Riku feels unclean, dirty, but he knows how to feel better. But he better not, he shouldn't

Poison

Author's Note: So...I'm not DEAD, I'm just in a funk haha. Anyways, don't even ask me about Benjamin, Holiday, or Someday. Believe me, they are still alive. Just...I'm just lacking the ability to write them. -.-; But I swear I will finish them, I hate unfinished stories D: But yeah...

This story is part of the Riku/Sora challenge I am doing :D This is prompt (14. Poison corrupted from the inside out) Sooo, I hope you enjoy? OwO; -headmeetdesk-

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Riku scratched at his skin. His pale white skin felt dirty, a bit unclean, and he couldn’t help but rub at his forearm. He made a face of disdain, one of discontent and annoyance before he dropped his right hand from his left arm and sighed. He wasn’t dirty, he knew that, but he still felt unclean.

He took showers twice a day, going on three now, just to make himself feel clean. There was this layer of thickness he felt on him, something heavy and molasses-like. A thick syrup that made his body sweat more and made him want to peel off his skin.

Swimming in the water helped sooth that inky feeling he felt on his the water made him feel more clean and light. His body didn’t seem heavy when he was swimming in the waters off the shores of Destiny Islands. In fact, any one could find Riku swimming in the waters now a days. He would strip down to his swimming trunks before diving off into the calm waves and letting his body drift aimlessly along the surface of the water.

The silver haired teen had a vague idea of why he was feeling the way he was feeling. Perhaps it was still the lingering darkness that hid away in his heart, or perhaps it was a lust for things he shouldn’t have. Riku hoped for the earlier.

He would rather crave darkness than something he shouldn’t have. Something he wanted to have.

Shaking his head, he dove back under the water, only to re-surface again. Riku wiped his face. He let the water trickled down his face, down his cheek, past his lips, down his neck and he wish lips were there instead of the salt. Riku ran a hand behind his neck, rubbing the kinks out before letting out an aggravated growl. He figured it was time to head back to shore.

As he dragged his body up onto land, the heavy feeling came back, weighing his body down and once more. His skin felt thick. “God…” Riku murmured, rubbing his palm over his arms again. He reached for his discarded towel on the sand and quickly began to dry his body down. He dried his hair so no more salt water could trickle down his body again. Riku sighed, dropping his arm restlessly before turning his head to his name being called.

“Riku! There you are!” came Sora’s happy voice.

The sticky feeling came back ten fold.

Riku smiled however, always grateful to see his friend that brought him a sanguine feeling he loved to embrace. “Hey Sora.” he called, waving back at his friend. Sora smiled lopsidedly and stopped in front of his taller friend.

“What are you doing?” Sora asked curiously as he looked up and down at Riku’s damp body, “Swimming?” he inquired, looking up inquisitively at the taller male.

“Yeah, just going for a small dive.” Riku said smoothly.

Sora smiled, “I see,” he said, “Well, it’s getting a bit late, I was gonna ask if you wanted to go home yet.”

“Are the others?” Riku asked as he pulled on his pants over his damp swimming shorts.

“Yeah, they are.” Sora replied.

“Then let's stay, the two of us, for a bit.” Riku murmured, running the towel through his hair, “At least till I wash off.”

“Fair enough.” Sora nodded. “I’ll go tell the others to head out then.” he said and ran off towards the docks. Riku smiled and nodded, gathering his clothes.

He felt sticky.

Walking to where the water fall was, Riku threw his things down on the ledge next to the falls and once again, stripped down to his swim trunks. He jumped into the fresh water and began to clean his body of the salt that still clung on to him.

Sora came several minutes later, sitting at the ledge as he kicked his shoes off and let his feet dangle in the water. “They said ok.” Sora informed, Riku nodded. “Say Riku…” the younger of the two started.

“Huh?”

“…why do you…go swimming so much? You never really used too…” Sora said. He tilted his head to the side, his arms behind him to support his weight.

Riku was silent for a moment, deafly running his hand up and down his arms. His dark green eyes looked up at Sora’s curious blue and finally he murmured, “Do you really want to know?”

“…yes.” Sora said quite innocently.

But I better not…- Riku said mentally to himself, but it went unregistered. He shuffled over to Sora, the water pulling him back around his knees. The silent hush of the water fall behind him made things seem all too surreal and the last minutes of sunlight disappeared beyond the horizon. The dark blue night sky now laid dormant above them and the many worlds that looked like stars now looked down on them; bearing witness to them.

Sora watched as Riku neared, his silver hair sticking to his face and a glow set upon his friend from the last sun rays that reached them. His friend’s body shifted and moved under that damp skin, a small smile on Riku’s lips. Sora looked down, unable to handle his older friend anymore. Riku finally stood in front of Sora, a ghost of smile tugging on his lips. The brunet’s eyes rolled up, eyeing his friend through his thick bangs

Finally, a pale finger reached out and Sora finally brought his eyes to meet green ones. “Because…there’s still a darkness inside of me.” he lied. With a stale smile, Riku turned back to continue washing off the salt. Sora frowned.

“Riku…” Sora murmured. He pulled his shorts up, folding them just above his knees and shrugged off his jacket. Sora jumped into the pool of clean water and walked towards his friend. “Something like that, you shouldn’t hide.” he said in a concerned tone.

“You’re too kind for your own good.” Riku said jokingly as he turned towards Sora, the water fall falling on his left shoulder. “It’s nothing, really.”

“I know you’re lying.” Sora frowned. He stepped closer to Riku and Riku had the urge to clean his body more thoroughly. He turned his head away, not wanting to be so close to Sora anymore. “Tell me.” Sora murmured. Riku could almost feel the younger boy’s lips on his neck, though they were no where near him.

Riku eyed Sora, his focus on those parted lips. “Just things.”

“What kind of things?” Sora asked.

“…stuff.”

Sora knew he wouldn’t be able to get Riku to tell him what exactly, “…can I help?” he asked. Riku looked at his best friend. -In more ways than one…- Riku thought.

“You shouldn’t.” he said instead.

“Why?” Sora asked, his hands laced in front of him as he fidgety nervously played with them. He wanted to help Riku; Riku should let him help.

“Because.” Riku shrugged as he squeezed his long hair dry of water.

“That’s not a fair answer.” Sora said, his blue eyes staring up at Riku. The night had finally settled in. The island looked different now, more alive than it did in the day. The plants and other greenery were now dark, the water that surrounded them and the island now reflected the worlds above them and the moon. Sora took another step closer to Riku and looked down, his hand touching Riku’s softly. “I want to help.”

And Riku felt clean.

x.x.x.x

The next day, Riku was relaxing on the beach again, the warm sun beating down on him. His body felt cleaner than usual, more so than before. Of course, he still felt a bit filthy, but that was something he was slowly becoming used too.

Last night he had a dream of being clean. He had a dream of that simple touch he had with Sora near the falls and it turned into so much more. He was clean, not sticky nor heavy with molasses, but fresh and light. Sora was holding his hand and smiling at him and again, Riku wished there were lips on his neck to make him feel grounded.

He opened his eyes, focusing them on a seagull that hovered above him. He figure he’d best move before a bomb dropped on him. Sitting up and standing, Riku thought he should seek out his best friend.

He found Sora inside the secret cave, looking at old doodles he and others had done when they were little. “Not scared of the cave anymore?” Riku asked with a witty smile, Sora turned and smiled back.

“Not after what we've been through.” he said. Riku chuckled.

“That’s true.” he murmured, looking off to the side. Sora looked at his friend, a passing thought crossing his mind.

“You know…I expect you can talk to me about anything…” Sora commented. Riku looked at Sora and then lowered his eyes.

“Some things, no.”

“What things Riku?” Sora pursued.

“I’m not saying.” Riku finalized, but Sora would have none of that. He stepped forward and grabbed Riku’s hands.

“We went through a lot, I would think that by now you can trust me.” Sora murmured. Riku just looked away.

“I better not.” he said.

“Better not what?”

“…” the silver haired teen just kept silent. Sora frowned. He took actions. If words didn’t work, then maybe a verb would. Riku was more than shocked when a brush of lips grazed his. He blinked and looked at Sora with wide eyes. His skin tingled, not at all feeling heavy, in fact, he felt really light, more than he did when he was in the water.

Sora stared at Riku for a reaction. “Riku…?” he called, trying to get his friend’s attention. The older male just blinked.

“…better not.” Riku murmured absently.

“What’s wrong?” Sora asked, tired of Riku’s senseless muttering.

Riku’s skin radiated, “Sora…” he murmured. He looked at the shorter male, those eyes that made his heart flutter and mouth that made is skin prick. He wanted it again though; but he better not.

The brunet however stepped forward and touched Riku’s arm, murmuring his name again. “Riku…” and the silver haired male looked at his friend. Those lips, he wanted them on his own.

He should know better.

Sora didn’t move away when Riku kissed him a simple touch of the lips. In fact, Sora slid his eyes closed and let Riku kiss him, and only every now and then did he add pressure back.

After all, this was how he helped Riku forget.

Riku’s skin flared, the heavy molasses feeling gone, only to be replaced by a feeling of water and light touches. Sora’s lips moved, down Riku’s neck and to his shoulder. The brunet moved the cloth covering Riku’s pale shoulders and continued to kiss the exposed flesh. Riku sighed, finally having lips on him instead of salt. Dirty salt.

“Sora…” Riku murmured as he pushed the smaller boy up against the cool hard walls of the hidden cave. The drawings all watched as the older male pressed his body against Sora’s, acting out an act of definite cradle robbing.

Their bodies rubbed against each other, a rough pleasure rolling through each boy’s body as Sora licked up Riku’s neck. He tasted salty, but very good like the finest sea food. Riku’s hand traced the small curves of Sora’s lithe body, his fingertips making note of each curve, each slight incline, decline, and hitched sound that would leave Sora’s pretty lips. “Oh, Riku…”

“…” Riku stopped.

“Riku, if it’ll help you…” Sora said, moving one gloved hand down his friend’s body, ghosting over areas that he shouldn’t touch.

Riku looked at his friend’s face, so young, so stupidly innocent. “You’re like a poison, Sora.” Riku said above a whisper against Sora‘s lips. “I want to….but I better not.” Riku said and with all his will, he pushed himself off of the wall and away from Sora’s magnetic body.

The brunet looked at his silver haired friend and blinked, “Riku.”

The older teen just stood there. His fist clenched as he stared at his childhood friend. Riku knew what he wanted and that he indeed craved the light. He wanted the light to wash his skin of the thick funk that had managed to cling to his body. A layer of darkness and filth had developed on him from hanging around such things.

The older teen rubbed his forearm again, frustrated and annoyed.

He wanted Sora, wanted his friend to tell him, “C’mon Riku, you can do it.” wanted him in more in more ways than one. But Sora was a drug that Riku shouldn’t take. He was an ecstasy when legs were open and pill down his throat, but Riku shouldn’t.

He better not; he was too close.

“Riku…” Sora called again, but the older teen disregarded him. His green eyes hardened and Riku knew that whether he should or shouldn’t, Riku wanted to at least see Sora. Wanted to at least hear the boy’s happy voice and maybe at least touch him once.

It was a pain that he had to live with, but if Sora was happy, he would happily continue hurting.

“You’re so selfish.” Sora murmured.

Riku just smiled, “I just put people before me.” he said quietly as he absently rubbed his arms.

“You’re dirty.”

“I’ll be clean when I get home.” Riku murmured, “I’ll be clean. I’ll be with the people I love most.”

“You’ll always be dirty.” Sora said monotonously.

“Yeah…but at least I’m real.” Riku smiled.

“If that was supposed to hurt, I didn’t feel it.”

“That’s right, nobodies like you don’t feel. You play a sick game.”

“Thank you.”

Riku looked down, a heavy feeling coming over him, but he could hear the waves of the beach crashing on the shore just outside of this cave and he was reminded. He was reminded of the beach back home, the real beach, the real water, real waves, and the real kisses that he knew was waiting for him. He could almost hear his voice too, calling, yelling, shouting, “Riku!”; a drug Riku better not take, but wanted.

The high was too good in the end.

He looked up and Sora wasn’t standing there anymore. Riku scratched at his arms, trying to pick off the sticky feel his skin felt, but it did nothing. He should have known from the beginning, his mind and body kept telling him he shouldn’t he should walk away, but he stayed to see Sora’s smiling face just once more. His heart knew better though, he should have listened to it. Now he will though, Riku nodded to himself, his heart knew better.

“A sick game indeed, Zexion.”

-end-

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// Prompt

Thu, 01 May 2008 05:05:28 GMT

Soooo trying to get out of my funk D: >.> So =] I present this!

Title: At Least
Fandom: Kingdom Hearts II
Characters: Axel and Roxas
Prompt: 65. Passing
Word Count: 1406
Rating: G
Summary: When I finally found you, you were living a happy teenager life. You were dumped in some digital world called Twilight Town, but at least you were happy; forgetting everything. DiZ gave you at least, that much.
Author's Notes: So I've been in a major funk lately with writing. D: So hopefully with this challenge...I can get out of it =D

Enjoy!

At Least

When I was given orders to go and “liberate” you, I didn’t know what to do with myself. I paced around outside what used to be your room, pausing here and there. I even went inside once; I know how much you dislike that.

I digress.

I was fidgety and you know, I think Xemnas took some sick pleasure in seeing me conflict with myself. I think he knew exactly what he was doing when he appointed me this job. I think everyone did, but they didn’t care. They weren’t supposed to care; we don’t know how to care.

When I finally found you, you were living a happy teenager life. You were dumped in some digital world called Twilight Town, but at least you were happy; forgetting everything. DiZ gave you at least, that much. Though like all good things, it had to come to an end.

After all, we did, didn’t we…?

Day one, I saw you and some other people walking around, talking about something called a “Struggle Tournament.” You were laughing and smiling, oh so very happy. I never saw you smile like that and it made me smile. I followed you and your new friends, followed you to this opening where you and the other blond haired kid practice fighting each other.

You guys looked so ridiculous.

I sat in the shadows, watching you as you battled and won. I wouldn’t expect anything less from the Keyblade’s chosen one. I watched as you managed to get your other friend into submission and stood triumphant. I hadn’t even realized the smile I had, how big it was and how proud of you I was. I wanted to stand up and cheer you on, “Go Roxas! You can do it!” but I didn’t have the heart to.

Your other friends cheered though, “Whoo! Go Roxas!” they cheered and my smiled faded back into a platonic frown. You just laughed and I hated it.

You didn’t have to remember me.

Day two, I was sitting on this plant fixture, watching you and some other kids play baseball. Hell if I knew what that was, but you knew what it was. The tree behind me shaded me, covering me in it’s shadow. I’m sure you could have spotted me if you tried, but you didn’t.

That’s ok.

I watched as you were cheering on some friends, laughing and messing around. It brought a small grin to my face. In the middle of the game, a stray dog came and started sniffing around me. I reached out to let it sniff my hand. I guess I smelt nice because the dog came between my legs and jumped on me.

I laughed.

I petted the dog, giving it the affection I never knew I could give, but I’m sure you knew. “Go Hayner! Hit a home run!” I heard deftly in the background, but it never registered. I was too busy trying to get the dog off of me so I could continue watching you.

I heard a metal like sound go off and the uproar of cheers resound. I looked up and I saw a ball come flying towards me. I watched as it hit the ground a few inches from me, causing the dog to scamper off somewhere. I looked at the white turned yellow ball and awkwardly picked it up.

What do I do with it now?

“Hey! Sorry about that!”

It was your voice.

And it was getting closer.

Day three, I spotted you and your friends walking around with some blue stuff in your hands. It looked liked you liked it, so I guess it was food. Ice cream? You were laughing and smiling again, but this time, your happy antics seemed half hearted.

You face held a certain sadness and I knew what it was.

You were sad you forgot about me.

Ok, so that was a bit self centered of me, but you did look a bit downcast. I watched from the end of the trolley cart as you and the girl, Olette, chatted about something called “summer homework”.

“Hey Roxas,” I heard the girl say quietly, “Have you noticed… that man…we see him everywhere…” she said. I blinked and looked around, what man?

It was then I realized she was talking about me. I casually glanced over and saw that the girl Olette was trying to hide her finger that was pointing at me and both her and your eyes were glancing over at me. I looked away and stood, getting off at the next stop.

I didn’t want to frighten you.

Day four came around and I still hadn’t “liberated” you. I was beginning to think I couldn’t. Well, not that I ever thought I could, I just don’t think I could even fathom “liberating” you. You and that guy, Hayner were talking. It sounded like you guys were on bad terms, but that wasn’t my concern.

It was yours though.

I was casually browsing the alleys of this disillusioned town, not really trying to watch you today when I turned the corner and bumped into…you.

“Oh, sorr-…” I began, but when I looked down to see it was you, I stopped short.

“Sorry….” you said sadly and made movement to walk around me. I blinked and opened my mouth to stop you.

“Wait…” I murmured. You heard me and looked up. “Uh…” I didn’t know what to say or do.

“…you’re that guy.” you started.

“…guy?” I asked. I didn’t mean to talk to you. I didn’t mean to interrupt your happy life.

“Yeah…I’ve seen you everywhere.” you said. You had a perplexed look on your face and I looked away. There was too much guilt in my eyes.

“Oh…yeah…” I muttered. You furrowed your brows and continued speaking to me.

“Why are you following me?” you asked. I blinked and turned my eyes down towards you.

“…” what was I to say, I was here to kill you? “I’m not following you.” I lied.

“…” you didn’t seem convinced, but your faced softened and so did your whole posture. Your shoulders loosened, slumping back down and a sigh escaped your lips. “Oh…sorry then. I just…I just see you everywhere so…”

“I just moved here.” I lied again. Two in a row, let’s go for three.

“Oh really?” you asked, seeming to be cheered up by that lie.

“Yeah…uhm, from…” I bit my lip, “Kingdom Hearts.” I said, That made two in a half.

“Kingdom…Hearts?” you echoed back to me. “Sounds nice.”

“It is.” and three.

“Well…welcome to Twilight Town.” you said, offering a smile that I’m sure was meant for your friends, not someone like me.

“Thanks…” I said, offering a half lopsided smile.

You held out your hand and smiled fully, “I’m Roxas.”

And now I was stuck.

I looked down at your hand and for a moment, I remembered how to feel sad. It was when your stomach did a funny twist and your chest tighten. Your eyes felt heavy and your head just hurt. “Axel.”

And we shook hands.

“Maybe we can hang out sometime.” you said.

“Yeah…” I concurred, “…I’d like that.”

With a smile, you excused yourself, saying you had some tournament to go to and blah blah blah. I didn’t turn to watch you leave, I just looked at my hand that was still held out, still in the shape of shaking your hand and I smiled sardonically.

“You’re not supposed to be here.” came a voice.

I looked up and saw the creator standing a ways from me, “I can be wherever I want.“ I retorted.

“Making a fake promise to meet again?”

“I make a lot of fake promises.” I said with a minute shrug.

“You know, he will disappear.” DiZ said. I just looked at him.; a look that said ‘and I care…why?’ “It’s no big deal though.” he continued, “He’ll forget. I am the creator after all.”

“So what? You control the town and the people in it…” I muttered, shrugging indifferently.

“Then don’t be so surprised later on.” DiZ said stiffly, almost like he was warning me. Then he was gone.

When I finally found you, you were living a happy teenager life. You were dumped in some digital world called Twilight Town, but at least you were happy; forgetting everything. DiZ gave you at least, that much.

He at least, gave you that much.

-end-

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// Resource Credits

Mon, 28 Apr 2008 23:30:19 GMT

-points- That's me in the avatar xD -shot-

Anyways, I told my friend I was going to make a resource page so she can see what I got my materials from to make my graphics. I think other will also benefit. =]

TEXTURES:

I mainly use textures found on texturize

These are the users/websites I use most of the textures from:

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http://77words.livejournal.com/profile
http://allianora.net/
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Brushes:

I don't use brushes really

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http://feel.hironeko.net