AN: A Riku/Sora drabble, inspired by some fantastic cosplay photos on dA. Link in my profile - go check them out. As ever, not my characters. Prompt 88 - "pain".
I see you strutting around the place as though you own it, posing like the fashion model you are, moody and perfect. Long white hair flutters sexily in the slight breeze. It would look odd on anyone else, but it suits you, somehow. Your eyelashes are long, like a girl's, framing those aqua blue eyes that seem to look straight through me. I'd do anything to have you notice me, even once. But I'm like part of the furniture, in the background, familiar and unremarkable. It hurts. Then I smile and pretend everything's fine. It isn't. It never will be.
AN: Riku/Sora is unfamiliar territory for me - I've not written much about them before. What do you think?