Author's note: I thought I would put up some of the drabbles I did using prompts from the khdrabble livejournal community. There are more drabbles and other writing on my livejournal.

As usual, I own nothing. All characters belong to Disney and Square Enix.

Lullaby

Prompt:Lullaby

Notes: The song "Home is Where the Heart is" is from Tale Spin.

Riku's mother never sang him lullabies. If she knew any she was too busy to pass them onto her son. Sora's mother sung old island songs, songs her mother's mother had learned as a child, but as often as Riku heard them, they were Sora's lullabies, and it wasn't the same.

So Riku learned at an early age to fall asleep to the sound of the wind through the palms and the constant crashing of the waves. It wasn't a true lullaby, but as a child it had been enough.

The first true lullaby Riku ever had was well away from his childhood. Lost in the endless darkness of Kingdom Hearts, too tired to go any farther, too frightened to sleep, he had stopped, and stood with darkness pressing all around.

The king sat himself down as if he were at a picnic, relaxed and unafraid, and started humming to himself, a melody Riku didn't know, but it was better than the roar of darkness that filled his ears, and Riku crept closer.

Sound shaped into words and Riku forgot to listen to the chittering of heartless, their endless and insatiable whimpers of hunger. Instead he sat, and before he knew it, he was curled on the ground beside the king, almost close enough to touch.

"Home is where the heart is, where ever you may be," Mickey began patiently picking knots out of muddied silver hair. "There'll always be a home for you, here inside of me."

Riku yawned, and for a moment forgot to be afraid, instead remembering the wind through the palms and the crash of waves. But wind and wave had gone silent when the darkness came, and when Riku had finally remembered that silence, found it echoed in the chamber where Sora had chosen to fall, and Kairi could only stare and tremble, he had learned to believe that nothing was forever.

"If ever I'm not with you, if ever you're alone," Mickey seemed oblivious to the sudden shuttered that racked his young companion's form, continuing his steady efforts to untangle his hair. "Remember where my heart is, and you'll always have a home."

Riku stopped hearing the phantoms of waves and wind, the hiss of hungry shadows, and the every present darkness, and all he heard was Mickey.

And for just a little while, for just that moment it took for him to drift off to sleep, Riku believed that there might just be something stronger then the darkness.

"Home is where the heart is. Here my heart's at home, and you'll never be alone…"

Fade

Prompt: Desire

Riku had wanted the stars once. He had wanted each and every one of them to hold in his hands and do with as he pleased.

The desire had faded quickly when he found himself able to touch them, but alone. The witch had been there then, to whisper in his ear that he was strong and brave, and he could have anything he wanted. He had told her he wanted his friends, and she had twisted and tangled the want until he had wanted to be the one to save them more than he had wanted them.

From there it had only been a small push on the part of the heartless to make him simply want to win.

Now he sat in darkness atop a tower of faded memories in a form that wasn't his, and he was too tired to want anything for himself. Instead, he wanted the hero to return home safely to the princess, and the king to return to his queen, and all of them to live happily ever after.

Then, maybe after that, after darkness had faded into dream, and the stars had stopped falling, he would be content to simply fade away, and finally, finally rest.

Legend

Prompt: Paopu

"Selphie get down."

"But I want one."

"Get down. I'll get it for you."

Selphie hopped off the curved trunk, and Kairi climbed up, using her keyblade to flick a paopu down to Selphie's waiting hands.

"Thanks Kairi," Selphie beamed. "But I'm still not telling who it's for."

Three guesses, Kairi thought dryly, and the first two don't count.

"Why don't you get one to share with Sora?" Selphie asked.

"Sora and I are good," Kairi looked across the water to where Riku and Sora sat at the end of the dock fishing.

"But it would be so romantic," Selphie giggled.

Kairi stopped herself from rolling her eyes, because Selphie was her friend, and most of the time she liked her. Instead, she picked one for herself, just to forestall any arguments.

Kairi wasn't interested in romance. Romance was for fairy tales, and she had had her fill of those. She had been the damsel in distress, and the princess waiting in the tower, and she didn't care for it.

As Selphie ran off to corner the unsuspecting love of her life, Kairi walked to the dock and sat herself down between her boys. Riku raised an eyebrow at the bright fruit.

"Selphie?" Sora guessed.

"Yeah," Kairi nodded.

Kairi started to toss the fruit into the sea, but Sora stopped her, trading his fishing pole for the paopu.

"You know, Selphie kept going on and on about these things, so I asked my mom," Sora studied the fruit thoughtfully. "She said in the old legends there wasn't any romance. People would give them to loved ones when they left the island, like a good luck charm, because paopu trees are strong enough to outlast any storm, and the fruit is star shaped, and stars shine forever. So I guess when you share one, it's supposed to be like sharing your strength with each other forever. That's what my mom said, anyway."

Kairi contemplated the fruit in Sora's hands for a moment, then traded him back his fishing pole for it. She swiped Riku's fishing knife from his belt and cut the paopu into three even pieces, giving a piece to each of the boys. The flesh inside was a sticky summer red, and Sora grinned as he took a bit.

Riku hesitated, fishing pole balanced between his knees, juice running sticky down his hands.

"The stars came back," Sora said, leaning forward to see him.

"And the paopu tree is still there," Kairi pointed out.

Riku nodded, although it was hard to tell if he was convinced. He bit into the soft fruit anyway.

The fruit was sticky, but not as sweet as she had thought it would be, and Kairi found that even though she had lost her taste for fairy tales, she might still have a soft spot for legends.

After all, underneath all the years of telling and retelling, legends were suppose to be true.

Rain in the Rabbit Hole

Prompt: Wonderland

Rain pounded loudly on the roof and Riku sprawled in darkness, not by choice so much as by necessity. When the palm trees bent so low their leaves left patterns in the sand it was time to close the storm shutters.

It didn't bother him though. The storm had finally cut away the heavy heat and the rain reminded him of a tin roof on some half forgotten world where he hadn't quite slept through the night, but there had been something soothing about the sound and the way it made Mickey's ears twitch.

What world had it been, he wondered, hazy and sleepy now that the storm had done away with the choking stillness. He couldn't remember, and he wasn't sure it mattered. Like home, with an ocean of grass instead of salt water. Maybe.

Riku stretched and yawned, saw thunder and heard lightening, and wondered if it hadn't been home, the little world with the tin roof and the rolling grass waves. Hadn't Mickey said they could tie a sail to the wagon they had seen abandoned along the road and sail instead of the endless walking?

Maybe he had said it. Riku didn't think they had done it.

Wind laughed, like a child in the trees, and Riku kicked his blankets to the floor. The air was light, but the night was still warm. Would he know that world if he ever went back to it, recognize the tin roof that had made Mickey's ears twitch? A little haven of soothing storm amidst the darkness that bit and gnawed until he bled.

A rabbit hole he slipped down, every now and then.