Chapter Eight: Birds and the Bees

Oh dear, I'm getting a wee bit sick of Kingdom Hearts. *Dodges objects thrown at her by KH fanatics* There's always a transition…

And by the way, there was a bit of confusion in the last chapter, where I wrote "Riku omitted pedophile", when I actually meant he "emitted"! ^^;; Gomen nasai…I must have been very silly not to catch that mistake.

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"Muahahahahahaha! Now you (two) die!" Ansem then, started chanting in gibberish and BALLS of burning, black fire sprouted out from his snow-white gloves. It started growing at a tremendous rate.

Riku could feel the akuma-ish energy from Ansem from all the way behind Sora. Examining Sora's frail body (bad Riku!), he realized Ansem's powers were far more than the little 14-year-old could handle.

"Sora! We have to get out of here! He's getting way too strong for either of us to fight!" He screamed, amidst the continuous squelching noises of the black fireballs growing in Ansem's hands. Sora looked back apprehensively at his yaoi partner.

"B-But, what do we do?"

"We run," and with that, the two boys ran off, out of Ansem's limited sight.

"HEY! I didn't finish my Super Duper Fireball attack yet! Come back here~!" Ansem swore in such filthy words, mogs threw bars of soap at him.

"Curses!"

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The huffing and puffing of the boys could be heard from miles away. Their legs were carrying them as fast as they could run. After awhile, Sora's knees gave in, and tripped flat on his face. Riku halted, glad for the excuse to stop for a moment.

"Whew…that was kinda close…" Riku said, wiping the sweat off his brow. Sora looked around and in seconds, an exclamation mark flashed neon next to him.

"Riku! We're in Third District!" Sora yelled, only to be hushed by the angst-ridden Riku.

"Quiet Sora! We're in an open place with no protection! Our voices can be heard everywhere!" As he said this, he realized his voice echoed throughout the four corners of the square district.

"Riku! I hear…NOISES!!!" Sora whisper/screamed. And he was right. Cooing, baby-like noises were coming from behind a fire marked door. The two scrambled towards the door with a strange fire symbol engraved in it.

"Riku, Riku, what should we do?" Sora asked. The silver-haired boy scratched his chin thoughtfully for a moment.

"Uh…Sora, you know fire magic, right?" Sora nodded, somewhat lifelessly. "Then, try using fire on it!" Riku smiled, proud of his ingenious idea.

Sora beamed, and gave a thumbs-up to reassure his friend. The boy turned around sharply, furrowed his brows, and pointed his key (not that key) at the door.

"FIRE!" Sora cried out. With that, the tip of his key blade shone a bright red until forming enough energy to thrust out a small ball of fire. The door gave off clouds of ash after being hit with the fire, and opened automatically. The two boys went in, seeking desperately for shelter.

The cooing noises were even louder now, and both boys wondered what could possibly be making that noise.

"Maybe it's a penguin," Sora suggested, and Riku cried at his stupidity.

Of course, that's a lie, but both pondered what sort of being on the Earth could make that kind of demented noise. After jumping over stones that had a will of its own (and moved swiftly away when Sora tried to step on one), they finally made it to a remote island with a dilapidated house, overrun with rats and other common pests.

"Phew, it smells like someone took a sh--" Sora quickly shut his mouth. He had forgotten that this was a PG-13 fiction. Riku patted him on the head for his effort. They cautiously entered from the back of the house, instead of just knocking on the door (which would have proved to be an easier task…and less disturbing while we're at that).

A silhouette of a fallen long, crooked tree over a fat slab of stone was dimly visible in the curved walls. Sora fell over a book, and unluckily saw what was actually going on.

"OH MY GOD! THE OLD WIZARD IS EATING THE FAT FAIRY LADY!!!" Sora exclaimed before fainting, plop to the ground. Riku rushed in to see what was happening, only to feel nauseous to see a…a very unsightly scene. Both the wizard and the fairy were without a single piece of clothing, and on top of each other. I cannot go on to more detailed information..

"Alas, is it time for our screen time already?" Asked the fairy godmother. She quickly grabbed her robe and put it around her. The wizard followed soon after. They both looked at the only conscious child in the room: Riku. The poor boy was moving his lips without sound. In his hands lay the dead-faint Sora.

Far away from the house on the island, Ansem was skulking about, looking for traces of Riku and Sora.

"Drat! I knew I should have finished them while I still had the time!" he exclaimed in misery. And then something shiny caught his eye. The man, obviously intrigued, went scurrying over to see what the shiny thing was. Even for a self-proclaimed "master of darkness", he could not resist collecting shiny things. When he found the object, he found that it was a strand of hair, pure metallic-blue silver.

"Aha! This is the boy, Riku's hair!" he shouted excitedly. He looked up to see a trail of hairs leading to Third District. This road of silver hair puzzled Ansem. Was it that Riku was facing so much stress in one day for a mere 15-year-old can handle that his hair started shedding from the shock as well, or was it that Riku was actually very old (he does have silver hair) and was starting to get a receding hairline? While pondering, he looked at his own hair and dismissed the previous thoughts.

"First, I will kill the boys, and then worry about my hair." And with that, he left.

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I had this fic in my folder for a month and forgot to upload it. *Sweatdrops* Well, I hope you like it from the uninspired and uninterested mind of Miaka Killer! ^^;;