I was in D.C. and New York for a whole week, and man, did I get an itch for updating. I don't own Kingom Hearts. Read and Review, please.
Birthday
Today would've been His nineteenth birthday. If it had been a regular birthday at His home, it would've been filled with anticipation, excitement, and laughter. Aqua once gave Him a book of magic spells; which He used for several months before accidently destroying it with a haywire thunder spell. Ventus wasn't good with presents; a gemstone he found exploring a cave and a crudely drawn home-made card on one occasion.
But the best gift of all was a present from Master Eraqus. A wooden practice keyblade with His name carved on it, when He was twelve years old. He loved that wooden keyblade. It cemented the bond between Him and Eraqus. He used it day after day, the shaft of it would be covered with dents and cracks, which Master Eraqus told Him meant he was learning well.
He remembered one day after training with Ven, who still had a weak heart at the time, and the boy had looked more sad than ever. Aqua tried comforting him, telling him the same thing Master Eraqus would always tell them. In an act of generosity, He decided to let Ven have His wooden keyblade. He would be receiving His real keyblade soon anyways. Ven was thankful; he wasn't able to show it, but he found it as the greatest thing ever. The passing of the wooden keyblade had now cemented His and Ven's friendship.
"Happy birthday, to me. . ."