On the Crossed Path~Rainy Street
Disclaimer: I don't have anything but my OCs.
Warning: Possible Grammatical errors, Typos, and Etc.
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He strode down the street of Traverse Town. Though it's sort of 'refuge' of survivors of previously destroyed worlds, it was not safe from those shadowy creatures – Heartless - as well. He finished today's mission already, but instead of going back to the Superior to report, he was roaming the first district aimlessly. He didn't know why, but he felt(if he can feel) that he wanted to do.
Under the night sky, he could see some refugees gathered by the gate. They looked confused, tired, and fearful. Another world had just destroyed, he thought. He leaned against a building, watching them silently. Despite of his unusual attire, no one seem to notice his presence here.
Suddenly, a woman about 20s, ran out from a house, approached to those newcomers. She seemed to ask something to them, although he couldn't hear what she's asking. Many of them simply shook their head, and the woman looked disappointed. As she leaving them with disappointed, weary face, he looked up to the sky. Heavy cloud almost covered the night sky, and he could smell damp air.
"Looks like rain will come..." He murmured, adjusting his hooded black coat. The young woman was asking to another group of newcomers closer to him, so this time he could hear her voice.
"Does anyone know a man named Ienzo, from Radiant Garden? I haven't seen him for 9 years. Can you tell me what happened to him?" No one gave her the answer she wanted. She looked more disappointed, depressed. Then, she walked away from them, toward to where he stood. And as if she didn't saw the man with black hooded coat, she bumped into him.
"I, I'm sorry! I couldn't see you......." She apologized.
"It's alright." He said calmly, as always.
Since his hood was down, so the woman could see his face. She looked at his face carefully, as if....As if she try to recall something.
"Excuse me, is something wrong?" He asked. She shook her head.
"No, but you look........ so familiar......" She stood still, staring at him. Suddenly, her eyes went wide.
"You... just look like him!" She cried out.
"Excuse me, but there are lookalikes in the world." He said, with blank expression. "I know you're looking at some guy, but..."
"Yes, I'm looking for Ienzo." The young woman said. "He was my childhood friend, before he went to the Castle. When my world destroyed, I barely escaped here. I couldn't see him since then. Do you know him? Or ever seen him?" She desperately clutched at his gloved hand saying that.
While listening her words, he realized she was so familiar to him. So familiar scent.
I remember her.
"No. I'm sorry." He shook his head. She let go her hold on his hands with depressed look.
It started to rain. On the street, there were only two. The woman didn't seem to mind the rain. She gazed at him carefully again, then......
"You are... Ienzo, aren't you?" It was all of sudden. He was startled. Startled? He had no heart, so he couldn't feel any emotions, truly. Then what is this? He couldn't tell.
"No, miss. I think you.. mistook me for someone else." He said this with usual calm, blank face, though his tone was slightly faltering. Then he raised his hood, turned against her.
She cried out his former name, but soon the cry died out, turned to sobbing.
As walking away, he could hear her sobbing. He murmured silently.
"Ienzo is dead. I am..... Zexion."
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Evil Authoress L's Note: Revised my deleted story. I don't want to scrap this, after all. Though it would be finished as drabble itself.