This is basically just because I was bored and my friend pointed out that there isn't much of this out there, so here it is. XD, enjoy!
"He's close now," Zexion thought, closing his eyes. He had detected Sora from quite a ways away, but now his target was approaching him at a staggering pace. The lavender-haired Organization member noticed that his young rival was alone, which was odd. He was almost always with those two idiot buddies of his. There was another odor Zexion's nose picked up along with the messy-haired boy's cinnamon scent. A twinge of blood mixed in with the honey. One cloudy eye opened-- he would be easy prey right now.
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Sora stumbled along darkened streets, unfamiliar with his surroundings. He was sure Donald and Goofy had been chased by nobodies this way. He winced and gripped his leg, blood trickling down his arm. He had just been through a tough fight with one of the Organization members and he had to find his friends before another attacked. He felt he was getting close to his goal, getting closer to Riku, and he couldn't afford to act rashly now. He wanted more than anything to just charge in foolishly, hacking and slashing, but he needed to find his companions first.
"So close I can practically taste his scent," Zexion thought, fixing his gaze down the street he had occupied. Any moment now, Sora would charge around the corner, ever the fighting spirit.
As the brunette skidded around the next corner, he came face to face with... "Donald!"
The duck looked up, "Sora!" he squawked, running to his friend and hugging him. Giving the human a once-over, he got a more serious look, "Sora, you're hurt."
"I'm alright, where's Goofy?"
Donald shook his head, "Sora," he said in almost a motherly (or perhaps brotherly?) way, "You can't fight evil if you're hurt! You should heal yourself."
Sky-blue eyes blinked, "Oh, right, I can do that." Soon after, his keyblade was thrust into the air and with a shout of 'heal!' his wounds disappeared and all that was left was the sweet smell of Sora. The brunette turned his gaze back to his much shorter friend, "So where's Goofy? Did you two get split up?"
"Goofy? Oh, Goofy!" Donald pointed behind him toward Castle Oblivion, "He was right behind me, I'll wait up for him, but I'm sure I saw another of the Organization members head down that way. If you hurry, you might be able to catch up to him!"
"Donald's acting strange." As naive as Sora was, he could tell when his friend was acting off. Donald was hot-headed, but he rarely suggested rushing into unknown situations alone.
"If you don't go now, you might lose Riku. They know we're here!"
That brought Sora's friend-saving-hero-of-the-day-bad-guy-butt-kicking side out. He set his jaw and gave a firm nod, a determined look sparkling in his blue eyes, "Alright, but you and Goofy have to hurry up."
"We will," Donald promised and before he knew it, Sora was running off toward the looming structure in the distance.
Zexion sighed, changing back from the duck to his normal, cloaked, emo-haired self. He sunk back into the shadows, chuckling as moments later the real Donald, in tow with Goofy, ran down the same path his opponent had. Cloudy blue eyes closed once more as he breathed in deep. The scent of cinnamon and honey still lingered on his robe.
XD, I still like this pairing, though I doubt I'll write much more of it. Hope you enjoyed!