Riku found his hand in Mallin's. He was surprised at her boldness, and permitted her to lead him into the building infront of him. She opened the heavy-looking metal door at the front of the building, and led him up a long flight of twisting wooden stairs. She led him to a room, opened the door, and went in the room. Riku quickly followed Mallin into the room. He stood in the entranceway and looked around. He was standing near to the kitchen, which opened to a small parlor. He saw a hallway to the right and a wooden door.

"This is my home." Mallin said from the parlor.

"Y-You live here? Like, by yourself?"

"Of course, silly. Who else were you thinking would join us? The queen herself?"

Riku removed his shoes and walked to the table where Mallin was standing with a small box.

"Sit."

Riku obeyed, and Mallin removed a small bottle and a swab from the box. She dabbed the swab into the bottle, and cleaned his wound.

"OW! That shit stings like a fucking bitch!" Riku swore loudly.

"It sure does, but now you're fixed up. See?" She said, and held up a mirror.

The cut was gone from his face. Riku grabbed onto the mirror, and inspected the area quite carefully.

"You mean, you fixed it? With that foul shit? What the hell! And it won't ever open up again? Are you--" Riku was cut short by Mallin swooping in on him and kissing him. Riku was stunned.

"Thank you for being quiet, finally." Mallin said when she finished kissing him. "It wasn't that hard, now was it?"

I can feel the lust in your loins.

If you can feel it, then why can't you fuck it?

Don't sass me. I'll cut your balls off and feed them to the Darkness.

Then you wouldn't ever be able to feel the lust in my loins again.

Your sarcasm is biting. Stop fighting me and just behave already.

Misbehaving is so much more fun though

Fine then, have it your way.

Riku felt the presence leave his mind, and he knew, in his heart, something was going to happen.

"Do you have clothes, other clothes? Get your weapons too. Pack swiftly, we must leave at once!" Riku commanded Mallin.

She rushed into the bedroom and grabbed a black and white bag out from under her bed. She was frightened by the tone of Riku's voice. She packed in a few pairs of black pants, a long black skirt, another white skirt like the one she was wearing, a few more white and black tank tops, a heavy black sweater, and then she turned to the dresser. She grabbed a handful of underwear out of the top drawer, then reached deep into the drawer.

She drew out a long black and silver wand, and a black book with red runes on the front. Strapped around the book was a small thigh dagger, much like the one Riku sported. She strapped this to her thigh, and threw the book and wand in her pack. She fastened it, and felt hopeless when the wand popped out of the top. She slung the bag onto her back, and went back into the living room.

Riku watched Mallin come out of the door. He had been examining the Keyblade, but stood when Mallin came out. He saw the black and silver rod poking out of her pack, and with a deft flick of his wrist, was holding it in his hands. It was carved intricately, with silver embedded into the carvings.

"Don't!" Mallin exclaimed.

Riku immediately dropped the wand, shocked at the pleading tone in Mallin's voice.

"Don't touch that please. It's my-my...my power." Mallin asked.

"Okay..." Riku said, perplexedly.

Mallin loaded up a blanket with food from the cupboards and the pantry, and then rolled it up and tied it to her bag. She grabbed a few other items she felt she would need, including a pair of sensible shoes and a handful of spellbooks from the bookshelf. She then looked back at the room she had known for much of her life, and sadly closed and locked the door.

They flew out the door, and were immediately accosted by hordes of Shadows. Riku stepped forward and hacked away at them with the Keyblade. It whistled and sung infront of Mallin, and she was enchanted by Riku's hard body rippling in the dance of battle. She shook herself mentally and grabbed the Knife Chains from her side. She swung them violently, doing an undulating salute with her arms and hair and body, swaying and flicking in tune of the chains.They made a good pair, him swinging the Keyblade artfully, and she swaying to the tune that his weapon made. Together they did the battle tango until there were no more Shadows to be seen. She tucked the Knife Chains back into her belt, and they continued upon their journey to get off of that blasted world, and to defeat the Darkness that surrounded them all.