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"I like to draw many things…Twilight Town has a lot of good subjects like buildings, people, and especially the sunset. But…" I stopped speaking as I made another light line across the smooth paper. I decided to start something else since I couldn't exactly draw Riku without him trying to look.

"But…what?" I heard him ask. It was then that I realized I had just spaced out in the middle of the conversation.

I stopped drawing and looked down to see a castle that appeared in a dream I had last night. I sighed when I was getting off topic again and I hid my face from his view to cover up my embarrassment.

"Well…lately I have been having problems figuring out what to draw exactly. I call it artist's block," I explained, "Yesterday, I even considered giving up drawing for good."

When I finished I gently placed my sketchbook and my favorite pencil on the table and placed my hands in my lap. I kept telling myself not to look in Riku's direction because of the fear that I would once again be hypnotized by his aqua blue stare.

"But I couldn't…because art is the only thing that keeps me sane. Without it, I couldn't stand being by myself any longer. I basically condemned myself to spend the rest of my days alone."

"Why?" he asked, I began to wonder what it was that he was trying to achieve by asking me so many questions.I slowly lowered my head until it was touching the cool surface of the white marble table. I was brave enough to steal a look at Riku to see that gaze focused on me, anxiety of him caused me to look back to the ground.

"Look Namine," he began as I heard him shift slightly in his chair, "I'm sorry about last night…I was just following orders. There I said it okay? We're friends now I guess…so you can tell me anything. I mean seriously, who am I going to tell?" he explained.

I turned my head to face him, I felt both flabbergasted and confused at the same time. I didn't think that Riku was the type to apologize for his actions and…did he just say that we were friends? The awkward silence was causing Riku to shift around in his chair and after getting over my shock I finally spoke.

"Friends?" No one had ever attempted to try being my friend, then again I never associated with anybody before Riku.

"Yeah…you know, someone you don't have to be afraid of. You can always count on a friend to have your back. What I am saying is that, believe it or not…I don't want you to be scared of me or intimidated by me," he said, sounding completely out of character to the mysterious façade that he had been a little while ago.

I looked away from him as I allowed myself to smile an actual genuine smile. For the first time in my whole life I was actually happy. Someone was actually trying to be my friend and break down the barriers I have tried so hard to keep up. I felt like I could trust Riku if what he says was true.

"Well…if we're friends like you say then I guess I can tell you," I began as I lifted my head off the table and pulled my sketchbook into my lap, the smell of paper filling my nostrils, "I condemned myself to spend the rest of my days alone because of my powers."

"But, didn't you say that your powers only work on evil hearts?" he asked, clearly confused.

I nodded in reply, "Yes that is what I said, but to be completely honest I'm not sure…so I just keep myself at a distance from people. That way I would never have to worry about it again," I explained as I reached over the table and pulling my box of colored pencils towards me. I pulled out a light yellow pencil and began to color in the windows, carefully outlining areas that would be shaded.

"Well it looks like we are going to be putting your little theory to the test Namine," Riku said as I heard him get up from his chair.

My pencil stopped moving in mid-stroke as I met his face with doubt, "What do you mean Riku?"

His trademark smirk was plastered onto his face, "You're not going to get rid of me that easily."

Fear had pass through me at the realization, he was going to continue to try to get closer to me. What would happen if my theory was wrong and Riku's memories were tampered with? He wouldn't be the same…and I would be devastated if that were to happen.

"R-Riku you can't! I couldn't bear it if my pow-"

"That's enough," he interrupted as I continued to look up at him with worry, "If I recall you were the one that wanted to see me again, so here I am. I'm not going to let one of my friends be alone while danger is basically lurking in every corner. Face it Namine…you're stuck with me like it or not," he finished.

I looked up at him and saw determination in his expression, he wasn't going to let me argue about this. It looks as if I will have a companion to confide in even if I don't want one.

"It looks like I am stuck with you doesn't it?" I asked as I chuckled softly. If Riku was going to be around I would have to be careful to control my powers just in case my hypothesis was wrong.

"That's right…so you should just sit back, relax, and let me protect you," he instructed.

I felt a flash of heat spread across my face as he uttered the last line. Let him…protect me? My heart was racing as I began to comb my fingers through my soft hair, as his voice repeated that sentence in my mind. My thoughts were broken by the sound of the clock tower bells chiming in the distance.

"Well looks like it's time for me to go back," he stated as I watched him push his chair in.

"Seems like it," I said sadly. My heart was heavy as he began to walk away from me towards the door. I was frightened that this would be the last time I was going to see him for a while and after sixteen years of not having somebody to talk to it actually felt nice for a change.

As if sensing my distress, Riku turned around to face me, his silver bangs falling into his eyes, "Don't worry. I already told you I would be coming back," he said in a monotone voice that made me flinch internally. I wasn't used to him talking to me that way.

"You promise?" I asked, my voice filled with uncertainty as I allowed myself to become lost in aqua colored gaze.

I watched him let a sigh escape his lips before raking a hand through his silver hair. When he had finished he began to walk towards me, his face serious. I pushed myself against the chair to the point where I could no longer move as he stopped in front of me.

'What is he doing?'

He gently placed his gloved hand on my shoulder, causing me to tense up at the contact. The feeling of his hand against my shoulder was…warm. I lowered my head to hide the blush that I knew was present on my face.

"I promise…I'll be back the same time tomorrow," he said as his hand slid down my arm and back to his side. There was a tingling sensation on my shoulder where Riku had his hand just seconds ago and goosebumps had begun to form on my skin.By the time I looked up he was already shutting the door silently behind him. I brushed my fingers against my shoulder and felt that it was still warm from Riku's touch. I didn't understand why my heart was pounding profusely against my throat or the reason I had allowed him to get so close to me.

I sighed in frustration, 'I hope he's happy…I am officially confused,' I thought as I pulled a few stray hairs away from my face.

Yet at the same time I was happy knowing that Riku was going to return tomorrow, something good had finally happened in my basically non-existent life. However, I cannot seem to shake the fear of somehow losing him to my powers. I opened my sketchbook to the page that portrayed Riku holding his Way To Dawn keyblade, while standing in his battle stance. I smiled as I allowed my fingers to gently caress the page, being careful not to smudge the lead. It had taken me hours, but I had finally captured Riku's essence on paper.

'Now it was time for the real challenge,' I thought as my eyes glanced over to the box of colored pencils.

Adding color would be the most difficult due to the fact that I have not been able to perfect that lovely aqua color that I adore so much, although I will never openly admit it. I stared at the page with Riku on it for a while longer, debating on whether or not I should begin to color it. I realized that it wouldn't be a good idea to ruin a perfectly good piece of art, so I might as well wait until later.

'Let's see if I can actually sit down and read a book,' I thought as I walked over to the bed.

I didn't actually feel like going to the library to look through all of those boring encyclopedias that the previous owners had left, so I pulled out a book from under my bed. It was my favorite, one that I have treasured for most of my life and enjoyed reading it repeatedly.

"Fulfilled Promises," I read aloud as I opened the book and began to read it's contents.

I always liked to skip to the end where the knight saves the princess from the corrupt man who tries to take over her kingdom. My thoughts began to wander, sometimes I even imagined myself being the princess from the story. And that a knight would come and save me no matter what the dangers were. I rolled over on my back and placed the book against my chest and stared at the intricate patterns that decorated the ceiling.

'Maybe I sort of resemble her,' I thought.

If the Organization were to come after me, I know that Riku would be there to save me. That thought alone made me feel a warmth spread across my body.

'I have nothing to worry about as long as Riku is near.'

I'm going to end it there, hopefully you all enjoyed it. I have so many ideas for these stories that it isn't funny. Oh check out my profile for the summary of the sequel to Fulfilled Promises. As for this I await the day I receive five reviews from my fellow readers.