It wasn't unusual for Riku to have nightmares. Not by any means. They seemed to be the only type of dreams his subconscious could produce these days.
But for him to wake up screaming? Yes, that was most definitely unusual. But that was how Ansem discovered these nightmares of his young prince of darkness.
"Riku! Riku, it's okay! You're with me, now!"
Riku was heavily panting, but seemed to recognize where he was at that point.
"Xe-Xe? What are you doing here?"
"I promised, didn't I? If you scream, I come running. Even if it's just a bad dream."
"I'm sorry, Xehanort...you were sleeping, weren't you?"
"No, I was trying a new battle technique. But even if I had been, I still would have come for you. Every time you fall, I'll catch you. Every time you need rescuing, I'll be your hero."
"Thank you."
He moved over, offering Ansem a place in his bed. Xehanort smiled fondly at the youth.
"Do you want to talk about it?"