Well, someone wanted a sequel, so here it is. You know who you are!!
I don't own Kingdom Hearts or Final Fantasy, just cosplays of the characters.
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"Emilee!! Come on, Em, don't disappear on me again!"
"You realize you could just turn around, right?" I asked, leaning against the outside wall of the house behind my brother.
"Answer me next time," Even said, crossing his arms. His gaze turned to my left arm. "How's your cut doing?"
I unwrapped the strip of blue cloth covering part of my upper arm, the cut I'd gotten from Saix's claymore when I fought him slowly healing. It had been 2 months since I'd come back from Twilight and while my arms were free of tattoos I still had a silver Mickey head tattooed on my chest; remnants of the Kingdom Key.
"Mom and Dad won't like that you're hiding that," Even said as I covered it up again.
"I don't know why you call them that," I muttered. "Dilan and Arlene aren't our parents. They're foster parents."
"But they take care of us, you ingrateful little twerp," Even teased, rubbing the top of my head.
"They're really weird, though," I whined, the blonde following me as I walked out into my garden. "They're, like, really protective."
"Sounds like someone I know."
A smile broke out on my face, spinning around on my heel. A tall silver-haired teenager stood against the tall hedge, arms crossed and a grin on his face. "Riku!!" I exclaimed happily, giving the silverette a tight hug. "What are you doing here?"
Riku didn't get a chance to answer before Even pulled me away, a small galre on his face. "Who the hell is this?" he practically growled.
"Quit being the overprotective brother, Ev," I said, pushing his hand away. "It's not a good look for you."
"Emilee!! Even!! Here now!!"
"Great, foster parents are callin'," I muttered.
"Foster parents?" Riku asked, cocking his head to the side slightly.
"They take care of us since we don't have parents of our own," I explained quickly, leading him out of the maze that was my garden and in through the back of the house.
"Emilee, who is this?" Dilan asked as we tried to sneak our way upstairs.
"Um…just a friend," I replied, leaving out the part about him being the reason I didn't have a giant cut across my stomach at the moment.
"Out," Arlene ordered, pointing at Riku then at the door.
"But—!"
"Out," Arlene ordered again. "Now."
"I'll be back tonight," Riku whispered in my ear. "We can go back to Twilight." He turned and walked back out of the house.
"Room," Arlene ordered. "Now."
"Bitch," I mumbled, walking upstairs with Even.
"She's gonna kill you if she ever hears you calling her that," the blonde said, following me into my room.
"Yeah, well, it hasn't happened yet, so I'm not too worried about it," I replied, flopping down on my bed. "You gonna stay here until Riku comes back?"
"He's not coming back," Even said, leaning back in my desk chair.
"You don't know him like I do," I said, glaring slightly at him.
"Remind me again how you know him," Even said.
I yawned, moving my hands behind my head. "I'll…explain…later," I mumbled, falling asleep. Even smiled, moving a blanket over me before moving back to the chair and falling asleep himself.
"Emilee. Emilee, wake up."
I slowly opened my eyes, staring up in Riku's sea-green ones. "Oh, hey, Riku," I mumbled, rubbing the sleep from my eyes. "What are ya doin' here?"
"You're either wasted or sleepy," Riku said, a small smile on his face. "And I'm gonna go with the 2nd one. Come on, we need to get going before someone catches me here."
"Even," I mumbled, looking over at the blonde practically passed out in my desk chair.
"How the hell am I supposed to wake him up?" Riku wondered, looking at me like I was crazy.
"Pull on the one strand of hair that's out of place at the top," I muttered, flinging my hand in his general direction. "The one that sticks straight up."
Riku shrugged, moving over and pulling on the strand of hair sticking straight up on top of my brother's head. "Shit!" the blonde cursed, jumping up. "What the hell, you bastard?!" He glared up at Riku. "What are you doing here?"
"I came because I told her I'd be back," the silverette said, walking back to my bed. "Come on, Em."
"I'm really sleepy, though," I mumbled, closing my eyes again.
"I got her," Even muttered, picking me up in his arms.
"Follow me," Riku said, sneaking downstairs and out the back of the house.
"And where the hell are we even going?" Even asked, shifting me in his arms as he followed the slightly shorter silverette into my garden.
"Twilight," Riku replied, a grin on his face as they walked through a small arch of blue flowers. "Home." He opened a wooden door with a golden keyhole on it, leading Even to the world he came from.