Warmth
Requiem: I do not own any thing from the kingdom hearts universe. Darn. It's short I know but stay with me.
Warmth.
Prologue.
I'm not sure when the boy picked me up; he had spiky blonde hair, a black coat and had no thump-thump. He was rubbing my stomach and I let out a contented purr. "You like that kitty?" at the sound of his voice I look up at his sparkling blue eyes, like the water at the end of the land during a full moon. "Man you are dirty," he said smiling and scratching under my chin, I mewed happily "You got a name little kitty?" he asked and raised me over his head; I just gave a meow, the half light lighting my black and white fur as he started to cradle me in his arms. "No? Well then how about… Vincent?" growl "Too serious? Then what about, Twik," and he laughed at my mewling "So it's settled, Twik it is." And he carried me off down to what I'd heard the neighborhood kids call the sand lot. As we came to the place a man dressed similarly to the one who picked me up. He had dark hair and a book in his hands. His face held no emotion, and like the boy who held me I heard no thump-thump.
"Demyx… Why do you have a cat?" the boy asked the other.
"His name is Twik, Zexion," my holder said "Can I keep him?"
"No Demyx. You know the superior doesn't like animals," the other boy said crossing his arms "Remember what happened to the ferret?" and the one who held me shivered for a moment.
"So… we'll just have to hide him!" he said cheerily.
"…You aren't going to give up till say yes." The dark boy stated, and started to pinch the bridge of his nose.
"Nope," My holder said laughing.
"Well lets go," He waved his hand and what I could only describe as a hole appeared and they took me through. As the two talked I could sense something from each of them, each different in his own way. I felt safe, happy, and most of all, I felt warm.