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Why would you think I own Kingdom Hearts, you sick moron? I don't!

Description: Don't you think the game was a little harsh on Riku? What if he had a sibling? No, I am not copying other fics. His sister plays a bigger role than you think...

Author's Note: Thank you, Riku Rox. I'm sorry, but this fic isn't really completely about Riku, but the OC's role might be pretty interesting, and some of the things at the end of the game will be changed. Any questions about what the pairings will be, if I haven't made it obvious enough already, will be answered in this chapter.

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Sora walked down the Hotel's hallway, feeling foolish. Had he really heard Caim? In the middle of the night, (even if it was always night in Traverse Town,) he thought he had listened to his friend screaming, 'where's Sora?' He was still a little reluctant to leave his room, but curious also.

Yuffie entered the hall, her hair frazzled and otherwise scruffy. She was followed by Sora's green-eyed, black bunned companion. "Sora!" Caim cried, and ran towards the only remnant of her old life. She stopped in front of him, wondering if he would be embarassed if he hugged him. Her fears were banished when Sora wrapped her in a tight embrace.

"Caim." Sora's voice was warm with affection, but he did not shout as he usually did. Something had changed about Caim. Her eyes showed no emotion when they used to glow with happiness, and her demeanor was basically...bitter. However, she returned his hug as fiercely as she could without becoming inappropriate or as tightly as a lover would.

"What have you been doing lately?" Caim asked. "It's a long story. Wanna come to my room?" Sora answered. "Why don't we just sit on the bench outside?" Caim suggested, her face becoming clouded. Caim and Sora were close, even harbored feelings for each other, but they tried their hardest to keep situations from being awkward for fear of being rejected. "Sure." Sora replied.

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"So, that's how I got the Keyblade and ended up here." Sora finished. "Where's Riku, and Kairi?" he inquired. "Riku..." she stopped, then forced herself to proceed, "A witch," she said, spitting out the word, "made him her apprentice." "What?" Sora leaned forward in surprise, causing him to fall off of the bench. Caim pulled him up, got off the bench and continued, "In exchange for seeing Kairi again." Sora didn't even notice that her voice was considerably more high-pitched. "What?" he repeated, opening and closing his mouth like a suffocating fish.

A solitary tear glided down Caim's cheek as she leaned forward, cascading down onto the ground between them. She was happier to see him than words could ever express. It finally dawned upon Sora that his friend was crying, and he gently wiped her moisture-stained face with his hand, brushing a braid away. "I don't think I'll ever see Riku again." Caim sobbed, sinking back into the back of the bench and hugging herself. Sora sat down beside her and slowly wrapped his arms around her, unsure of whether the gesture was welcome. Too emotionally driven to care, she flung herself into his slight, but strong frame.

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Leon, who had witnessed the entire scene on his perch on a nearby roof, had to use every measure of his will to hold back a sigh. Even going on patrols nowadays seemed to make him nostalgic. He thought he had felt something like that once...

Rinoa.

If only he could see her again...No. He could not, and would not cry. Even though her death had not been confirmed.... Even though he still pined for her...... Leon choked back an anguished scream and clawed with his hand with the nearest object without thinking. Pain blossomed on his other arm and he looked down, shocked at the red marks that only fingernails could make. How could she do this to him? Leon gained another exercise in willpower as he crouched down into a ball, fighting tears, sobs, screaming, anything that would be an expression of his sorrow.

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Caim tenderly seperated herself from Sora, wiping the remaining tears from her cheeks. "What do we do now?" she whispered. "I... You can go on a ship with me. Goofy and Donald have one." he murmured. "They won't let me on." she replied, the excessive thinking that was part of her personality showing. "They wouldn't." he stated, eyes flashing dangerously. Caim shrank back from his gaze. So Sora had changed too...

"Where are you gonna sleep?" Sora asked, taking a sudden leap towards practicality. "I'll steal a couple blankets and sleep outside." Caim answered. "You shouldn't have to do that." he said. In the argument that ensued for the next fifteen minutes, Caim tried to be firm but the cold night air and Sora seemed more persuasive than she would have deemed possible. "Fine." Caim's shoulders sank in defeat, and she followed Sora to his room.

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Caim woke up alone for the first time she left Destiny Islands and stretched. She retrieved her shoes and walked out of the hotel, letting her feet carry her where they would.

Something seemed...urgent. Caim stopped from her vantage point from the upper level of the second district and frowned. Someone had been sleeping on the benches. "Hey." she said, jumping down to the sleeping person, and observed it was female. The figure stumbled up from her resting place, revealing a wide open wound to her stomach. "Squall..." she groaned, and collasped at Caim's feet. Fighting to keep herself from being frantic, Caim scooped up the surprisingly light woman and ran for the hotel.

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Author's Note: R&R, people! Three guesses as to who the wounded person is! I hope my attempt at romance was a sucess.