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Love
Aqua panted as she finished the last of the unversed. Her keyblade stabbed down into the dirt, serving as a crutch. Sweat dotted her face, making her clothes dark; a lonely bead of moisture traced its way down her temple.
And Vanitas watched her from behind, heart tapping out a frantic rhythm. Yes, she could work. He sniffed deeply, catching a whiff of the sharp, tangy scent of light. Yes, beautiful.
He wanted to touch her, to hold her and make sure she was real. He couldn't resist creeping up behind her, reaching out and stroking a lock of her hair. She went rigid at his touch, probably confused, probably assuming it was one of her friends; but before she could turn around and check, the hand stroking her hair changed to a hand around her neck.
She ripped away before he could squeeze, yanking her keyblade out of the ground. He was left there looking quite pathetic, arm out and hand cupping an invisible object. She stared at him warily, his masked face reflected in her eyes. And though she wielded the weapon and he kept his hidden, he approached fearlessly.
She swiped her keyblade through the air. "Who are you? What do you want?"
He had no mind for her questions, only her glinting keyblade. Yes. Show me your power.
She pointed the keyblade straight at him, to his delight. It was like she wanted to become one with him. Happily, he grabbed the shaft, and an immediate surge of light coursed through it and into him.
Yes . . . yes . . . if he were capable of it, he would have fallen in love right there. This was beautiful, like the flowering grasslands that had just been rescued from winter's hold. Her light warmed him from the inside, bringing his blood to a kind simmer. It chipped away at the ice that had held him for so long and for the first time in years, he felt right.
She was perfect.
The unversed appeared immediately, teleporting away from Ventus and Terra to handle this matter. Her eyes widened; she glanced around. That moment of distraction, of hesitation, was all he needed. He swung, summoning his keyblade at the last possible instant, giving her no time to block. The blow sent her backwards into a mass of floods, which tried to pin her.
She didn't fall, to his surprise, but all he had to do was blast her with some darkness and down she went. The unversed piled on top, focusing on her limbs, leaving her chest clear. He straddled her easily, licking his lips as his mask burned away.
"Wh-what do you want?" Aqua demanded.
He smiled, summoning the darkness to his hand, and then placed it right on her heart.
Her light rose to meet him. He forced his darkness to bore deeper, through that barrier of skin as she screamed. Light and darkness met, equal in strength, equal in –
Yes.
It was done.
