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L. Emotions
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"Hi, Ven! Wanna hear a nice song?"

The nineteen-year-old politely refused the offer since he was busy with his project. "Sorry, Sora. Perhaps later?"

At the reply, Sora stooped his head dejectedly. He respected Ven's decision, though; their parents had stated that it was rude to force people into agreeing with your request if they refused. With that, he muttered a weak "okay" and exited the room.

Seeing Sora's reaction, Ven felt guilty. He hadn't expected his refusal to have saddened his brother so. Without thinking, he got up, caught up with Sora, and stated his change of mind. "You know, I think I could use some break. Why don't we listen to it?"

In a flash, a smile made its way to the kid's face. He seized Ven's hand and took him to the living room, where Roxas had been waiting, in a burst of speed.


"This song reminds us of you."

"And why's that?"

"When you listen to the lyrics, I think you'll understand."

Since Roxas wasn't using the piano chair—he was too short, so his foot wouldn't be able to reach the pedal if he sat—Ven dragged it out of the way and sat on it. With Roxas on the piano and Sora ready to sing, the recital commenced.

When I'm lying in the darkness and I'm half afraid to sleep,
I keep thinking of tomorrow and the thoughts that lie so deep.
Then I pray in talking whispers, 'cause I know that somewhere near
is the presence of an angel; come, to hold me through my fear.

Ven observed Sora sing. Although he was looking at the scores, the kid had gotten so immersed in the lyrics. Also, it was evident that he delivered the song with profound emotions.

And who are you who guides me, my messenger of light?
Will you walk beside me now beyond the day and night? Oh,
who are you who guides me with words I cannot write?

There was a slight pause here, and it was then that Ven felt all warm, fuzzy, and tingly inside. He was overcome with pleasant emotions. As he finally understood what Roxas had meant when he said the song reminded them of him, his cracked a smile.

It's the voice of an angel, the voice of an angel,
the voice of an angel; come, to hold me close this night.

When the song ended, Ven gave a standing ovation. "That's… wonderful," he said. "Did you learn it from your choir?"

Sora nodded. "Yeah. Did you like it?"

"Do you even need to ask?" Ven smiled as he ruffled the children's hair. Then, out of the blue, he stated jokingly, "I wanna hear the song again before I die. Make it happen, okay?"

Roxas and Sora were unsure if that was supposed to be a compliment, although they took it as that anyway. After all, he wanted them to perform again; that was what counts, and they were happy.


Post-note: Well, that marks the fiftieth chapter of this story. I figure I could use some break right now. I'm not abandoning this, though! For how long the break is going to be, I can't say for sure, but rest assured that once I update, it'd be another stretch of fifty continuous updates just like before. I'd be working on a KH story, a take on horror, in order to refresh my mind. It's titled Skeleton in the Closet and you're welcome to check it out if interested. I'll see you later!