AN: I don't expect any kind of reaction to this fic, other than negative reaction. I feel like shit, so here's what you get. Abstract, my dears. Soracentric, set in CoM.
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You need a purpose, little boy.
Find Riku, find Riku - FIND RIKU.
Naminé, gotta find Naminé, gotta save Naminé!
Gotta find Riku, gotta find Riku -- what will happen when you do?
Is he gonna say thank you?
Is he gonna say I lo…
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Change it, change those letters, there we go, nice and neat now. Pretty little words with a pretty little smile.
Repliku was never so bad, you know, he was a perfect little puppet, wasn't he?
He'd say what he was programmed to do
AREN'T YOU JEALOUS.
Little boy, little boy, you need a purpose – where's your programming gone?
Your screen's cracked, how funny!
FIND RIKU, QUICK, QUICK, GO NOW!
Now don't you feel better, little boy?
A purpose tells you what to do – where's Naminé, she's always been there, hasn't she? She's been the one you've needed to save.
She makes the emptiness go away – unlike Riku.
That's what's meant to happen, isn't it? You find someone you love and you feel complete.
And when you think 'I HAVE TO SAVE NAMINÉ' then you feel complete – you have something to take your mind off of Riku.
Riku makes you feel empty.
He makes you hurt there. What's that called? A… heart?
Oh, oh, turn me into a Heartless… A Heartless doesn't hurt… A Heartless doesn't go WHERE'S RIKU?!