Blank Heart, Veiled Eyes
She stumbled back, crying out as she hit the ground, her Keyblade falling out of her grasp from the pain of the impact. She groaned, trying to lift herself up, but didn't quite manage it. She looked at her foe, the tall figure enshrouded in a cloak of darkness, just as she was. His blade, which he held pointed towards her, was also wrapped in darkness. As she watched, he lowered that blade, which disappeared into the shadows. "The Organization must not be trying too hard, if this is what they send against me," he said.
He walked over without hesitation, not fearing the hooded girl for a moment. Picking up her Keyblade, he held it up to the moonlight, staring at it for a few moments. The girl cried out in protest, but he paid her no mind. He laughed, then threw it back to her. "Just as I thought... this isn't a real Keyblade."
"What..what are you talking about?! Of c-course it's real!"
The hooded boy shook his head slowly. "Sorry if you think so, but it's not. It's a sham, a copy or something, I don't know." He crossed his arms, thinking about it. "It might serve its purpose, sure, but it has nowhere near the true power of the Keyblade."
Enraged, the girl picked up her Keyblade, then pulled herself up and swiped at the boy. His own dark Keyblade appeared, stopping it easily, then he pushed her back, causing her to fall to the ground once more. She tried to rise once, then fell back, her Keyblade dissolving into light. Trying again, she struggled to her knees. She pulled her hood back, exposing her pale face framed by midnight-black hair, and the boy drew in a breath out of surprise.
Anger shone in her blue eyes. "See?!" she shouted at the boy. "I'm real! My Keyblade is real! Don't you... don't you ever say otherwise..." The anger drained out of her, and she sat back, discouraged.
"...Kairi..?" the boy asked, in a slight trance. His Keyblade dissolved into shadows once more.
"..Who?" The girl looked up, eyeing the hooded figure warily. "No...I'm Xion. Why would you think I was... Nevermind, it doesn't matter.."
The boy hesitated a few moments, then drew back his hood. His silver hair cascaded out, hindered only by the long black strip of cloth tied over his eyes. "..I'm Riku."
"..Are..are you going to destroy me?" Xion asked, her voice desolate and tired.
Riku was silent as he studied the girl in front of him. She looked almost exactly like Kairi, the only exception being her ink-black hair. He didn't have a clue who she was, nor why she looked like his friend, but he knew he couldn't destroy her. "No, I'm not," he said, and offered her his hand.
She looked at him suspiciously, but took his hand, pulling herself up. "Thanks," she mumbled. Unsure what to do, she turned to walk away, but Riku caught her hand.
"Wait," he said, dropping her hand. She looked back at him, a little confused, a little apprehensive. He frowned, trying to gather his thoughts. "Listen... you should find a new crowd. Organization XIII... they're bad news."
Xion paused. "..Thanks. I..I'll remember that."
She turned, then raised her hand. A Corridor of Darkness appeared, and she stepped into it, glancing back at Riku one more time before disappearing.
Hey, y'all. Ben here. I know that I've not done anything in a while. It's because I simply don't have my computer. I will, here, starting in a few weeks, though, and I may be able to work on my other fics then.
In the meantime, I just decided to do a short story on one of my absolute favorite Kingdom Hearts pairings - Xion and Riku. I love Xion, she is my favorite character, and I just wanted to do a story for her. This will be only a few chapters, and short ones, but I hope you will enjoy them.
~Ben