A.N. – This is a challenge for (M), my sis. As per usual for fics, I own nothing save the nice time had while writing this. Enjoy!
Riku knew she knew. She was nothing more than a living doll, her batteries running out. She knew that she was as devoted to her friends as she could possibly be – Xion, the heartless puppet.
Somewhere, he hoped that he also was as loyal to his friends.
Somewhere, he also hoped that she could remain with him, as the dark had not seemed so ominous when she was near. But that could simply not be. Sora was his best friend, Kairi's… .
Don't even think about that, Riku. Selfishly, he wanted her to fade off existence, to stay by his side, to betray…
But time was running out, and both of them knew that, at the day's death, it was her and only her choice.
With a kiss, they both knew that it had been made. He traced his lips, seeking the faint outline of hers.
After all, it had tasted too much like farewell.