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Darkness or Dawn
Hands on her. Pulling, itching, scratching, clawing. Grabbing at her and pulling her down and into the dark, into tan skinned arms and a place where thousands of pairs of hellfire eyes glowered at her, mocking, laughing. Pulling, itching scratching.
She kicked her legs, screamed, shook her head and felt her hair whip around her in golden tresses once fine. Those hands on her, pulling, clawing, grabbing, took hold of a lock of hair and ripped. She felt the tear being made, the fibers stitched so carefully and delicately together breaking apart. Blood ran down her face, dribbling off her chin and shaking into the air as she tossed and turned and screamed.
Those hands on her.
Pulling.
"No!"
Itching.
"Riku!"
Scratching.
"Help me!"
Clawing.
"RIKU!"
Laughter, hands on her and sinking into her skin like the smoking darkness she was breathing, curling in her lungs and settling, choking her.
She hears a whisper in the dark, stifled Light in the night. She opens her eyes as she kicks and elbows and scratches back.
He is standing there. He is tall over her and walking closer and those hands- -
"RIKU!"
Naminé jolts, startling herself awake. There are arms around her, giving off gentle warmth. She is nestled in his lap, his arms encasing her so her own aren't flying around, smacking into things, possibly getting hurt. Naminé's face is pressed so close to his skin she can see the cells interwoven there, pale and glowing in the sunlight. Riku's fingers are buried in her hair, separated by thousands of strands of precious gold- he leans down and presses his nose to the top of her head, planting a kiss there and holding his breath.
Naminé blinks and sees the beautiful, not-so-dark world outside. She shifts, her legs bent and tucked beneath her, and holds her breath too.
It would seem that with the finding of their new enemies, or rather, at the sight of Ansem's eyes buried in the skull of someone else, her nightmares have gotten worse.
She blinks again and shifts, pulling back. Naminé sees the puffy red scratches she's left on Riku's arms in all of her subconscious, confused terror.
God, they are so much worse.
Naminé lifts her head and meets Riku's gaze. There are pale violet circles under his eyes, as though framing them, and his eyelids seem to droop. Naminé stares at Riku, Riku stares back.
She leans up and touches their noses to each other, simply staring into his eyes and wondering, somewhere in the back of her head, why those nightmares can always get to her.
All Naminé does is say his name one more time, dripping of her tongue like sweet honey, before he breathes out a tired sigh and wraps her up in his arms again. Naminé buries her face against Riku's neck, kissing his cheek in the process, and smiles a little as she feels him moving her back towards her usual spot on the bed.
He lays her down, covers her with blankets and Naminé asks him, "Does it hurt?"
Riku raises an eyebrow for a moment, feels the sting of those scratches she left and he shakes his head, "Nah."
"I'm sorry."
"I know." He leans down, kisses her forehead and lays down beside her.
Naminé settles herself against his side, craving some form of warmth in the wintry air, and says, "I love you."
Riku smiles as he buries his lips in her hair, "I know." he holds her against himself and wills the nightmares away with her.
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It is dark there.
As it always is, it is dark, but it seems….It may be darker than usual. It's a strange blackness, stark, suffocating and at the same time, as he sits cross legged and quiet, a book cracked open across his knees serving as a personal altar. He brushed hair from his face, his fingers trailing along his newly formed skin, covered in goose-bumps from the cold air. He put his hand over his (non)heart, fingertips tracing the outline of the scar.
His eyes grazed the surface of the book.
"Intriguing…"
Gray hair fell into his vision, he sighed, looked up at the sound of footsteps. He smirked, "I've been waiting."
Vexen extended a hand, "Of course you have."
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Xemnas stood back from the newly crafted masterpiece, a fake smile on his lips. Xaldin glanced at him, "It's perfect."
Xemnas nodded, "It is."
-Kairi.-
"Be quiet."
Xaldin turned to him, "What?"
-No. Give me Kairi.-
"I said be quiet."
"I didn't say anything." Xaldin raised an eyebrow and shook his head, "You've been working too hard." he motioned to the newly built all white castle, having watched Xemnas twist and bend the Nothingness to his own will, it was easily plausible.
-GIVE ME KAIRI.- a deep roar inside his skull.
Xemnas nodded, tired as hell and aching to get the voice to just be quiet.
He glanced at Xaldin, "I…I'll be back. Map out the castle." Xaldin nodded and watched his Superior move back into a deep oval of purple and black.
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In the Darkness, the voice was louder, and this time it had a face. He had seen him once before, flesh and bones and still not entirely apart from the Dark.
Ansem crossed his arms, "Well?"
Xemnas nodded, preparing to do what his weak other half could not. He pulled open a portal, stepping into Sora and Kairi's room. It was still early and they slept deeply.
They were wrapped in each other, Sora's arms around Kairi and hers around him. The blankets were rumpled, half on the bed half off. Sora snored quietly and Kairi let out a little sigh in her sleep.
Xemnas stood beside the bed, unaware that nearby, as Naminé and Riku had effectively given up getting any sleep, Riku stood still for a moment, a scent rising in the air. He growled, yanked Naminé's hand in the right direction and moved quickly, heart dropping as he pinpointed where the scent was coming from and just who it was.
Xemnas leaned over the bed, placing a hand on Sora's head, "Stay asleep." Nothingness curled from his fingers, into Sora's hair and his snoring stopped. In his dreams the ground fell away and he found himself falling.
Xemnas moved from Sora to Kairi, putting a hand on her shoulder and ripping the darkness open beneath her.
Kairi landed with a thud, moaning softly as she nestled against the ground, jarring her from what was probably the deepest sleep she'd been in. Xemnas stood back and waited for Ansem.
She scrunched her eyes shut, pursing her lips. Gooseflesh sprouted up her arms, her cheeks, her legs. Her lips, a thin pale pink line on her face, trembled in the cold.
'Where's Sora?'
She had been lying in her bed just a moment before, buried beneath warm covers and plush comforter, Sora's arms wrapped around her and hair tickling the back of her neck. Now, it was cold, the cozy warmth of her room and the steady rhythm of Sora's breathing in her ear gone, replaced with dead wind and a freezing cold unlike any other.
She knew where she was, but how had she gotten there?
It was the first prickle of movement against her skin that made her open her eyes, and even before that she had a premonition, lasting only five seconds, of what it would be. She screamed anyway.
Back pressed against the floor, Kairi watched the bands of darkness tighten around her ankles, her arms and across her chest, holding her to the floor. Elastic, strong, she struggled and they stretched and moved with her. Kairi's eyes opened wide, sleep running from her quickly as adrenaline made its way through her.
She heard laughter, and she turned to her left, mouth tugging down in a mix of a scream and snarl of anger, something that she had never done before. She had never in her life hated the look Xemnas was giving her so much, she had never in her life, truthfully, hated both something and nothing so much.
Beside him, a figure of darkness grew, sprouting from the ground like a twisted sort of daisy from a garden. She watched in horror, the figure hardly visible in all the darkness, its most glowing features it's eyes of orange. The darkness lifted and for a moment, as though a shadowing veil was lifted from her eyes, his skin became whole, covering muscles and tendons and veins pumping with black blood.
The hatred in her turned to fear and she screamed for Sora.
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In their room, Sora jolted awake, this time actually falling off the bed as Riku all but kicked the door in, his eyes wide and frantic as Naminé's behind him.
"Sora!"
The shock hardly cleared from Sora and he grunted, grabbing hold of the side of the bed and hauling himself up, blinking sleep from his eyes. He felt like he'd been hit with a tranquilizer.
"Huh?"
Riku took a few steps in, sniffed the air, "Where's Kairi?"
Sora looked from Riku to the bed to Riku again. "I…Wait…" He pushed himself up, shaking, and fell back to his knees. "Ugh…"
Riku moved through the room, kneeling down next to Sora and putting a hand on his shoulder, "Sora?"
Sora blinked up lazily, mouth twitching as he said in a tired drawl, "Riku?"
"What's going on?" Naminé jumped and moved to the side, letting The King in. He looked around the room, "Where's Kairi?"
Riku pulled Sora up, stooping over so his arm was around his shoulders, Sora groaned. "They took her." Riku walked Sora past Mickey, "We need Donald." Mickey nodded, Naminé was quick behind him, putting her hand on Riku's shoulder,
"What about Kairi?"
Riku glanced down at her, "I think…" he looked to Mickey, Mickey nodded. Riku turned and stopped for a moment, opening a portal for His Majesty. "Be careful." Mickey nodded and walked through.
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So, technically this was done yesterday, but I wanted to just wait and make sure I didn't get any ideas for it after I posted it XD
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