...rated T for violence and language. fantasykh-rider, your oneshot is called Bus Stop and yeah, it's romance/angst. For the life of me I couldn't think of a oneshot involving Darkie, so...hope you like it.
Another thing! The 300th reviewer gets to request a oneshot! Yay!
You can just tell it's nearing the end.
Disclaimer: Wish I did. Don't we all?
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T r i n i t y C o l l a p s e
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He didn't think Kairi could look even more physically horrified, but when Xemnas said 'permanently', the redwine-locked Princess of Heart did just that. Pale skin went white and clammy hands turned to ice.
Riku, however, stared at Xemnas disbelievingly. "What do you mean, permanently?"
The Superior had the common sense not to answer.
King Mickey had forgone going to the Castle That Never Was, saying that he'd rather confront Sora another time, when the brunet Wielder wasn't more likely to kill him. Pssh. Like there would ever be such a time. The King had went back to trying to reactivate that Cornerstone, panting as they --- a stunned Demyx, a grim-faced Xemnas, a rather shaky Riku, a still-horrified Kairi, a stoic Naminé (not that he cared), and Roxas himself (okay albeit a bit dizzy from the whole shard-of-heart-restoration thing) --- left for the Corridors.
As number One led the way through the swirling blackness of the Corridors, Roxas wondered internally why he himself was getting the shards Sora was ripping out. It sure wasn't the distance; Disney Castle was as far as from the Castle That Never Was as it could be, and with Kingdom Hearts hovering over it, hearts --- or shards of heart --- were much more likely to stay in the World That Never Was.
The only logical connection Roxas could make was that he was Sora's Other. Maybe...just maybe. Sora's shards of heart found its original owner much too dark for its liking, thus finding another home. Not just any other home, but the soul of a Keyblade Master. Riku already had a whole heart; so did King Mickey. Roxas was the obvious choice.
But, he thought uneasily, that makes me Sora's number one target.
As soon as they had portalled back into the Castle, right into the hall of Empty Melodies, they were hit with a blur of flaxen hair and a rush of tears. Roxas furrowed his eyebrows in surprise.
"X-Xemnas!" Arlene cried hysterically, clutching the front of the silver-haired leader's coat. "You have got to...you have to---you have to find...!"
"Calm down, woman!" he exclaimed, trying to detach the blonde priestess from his coat, to no avail.
"H-how the hell can I calm down!" she bellowed, tears streaming now.
Roxas stared at Arlene. In fact, he and Xemnas stared at her at the same time. Uh. Was a priestess supposed to curse? Was a priestess supposed to be even able to curse?
"What happened, Larx?" Demyx asked, oblivious to the fact that she had already reverted. Roxas cringed.
"T-that b-boy...! The half-Heartless one! He knocked at our door and everything and then suddenly he charged and Ienzo just managed to get us out of there and we ran down the halls and somewhere in the lower floors we got separated and---and---"
"I told you to calm down!"
Arlene ignored Xemnas and continued ranting. "The boy's a merciless killer, now! He wants to restore his heart!" she wrung her hands and her voice cracked. "I-Ienzo!"
Demyx raised an eyebrow. "Wha...? Ienzo?"
"Professor Larxene..." Kairi said worriedly. "What---"
"How many times do I have to tell you people that I am not Larxene! I'm Arlene, get it?" She yelled.
"Arlene," Naminé rolled her eyes. "You haven't told them yet."
The blonde priestess blinked. "Oh. Really." She turned to face the redhead and the platinum-haired Wielder. "I'd just like you to know that I was Larxene, number Twelve. When the boy Sora gave my Nobody one of his shards I came to be once more, and Ienzo too, in what you know as Professor Zexion's body. We've been fighting for control ever since, and on that field trip to Twilight Town both Larxene and Zexion collapsed. End of story, Wielder Riku," she paused, and, crossing her forearm across her chest, curtsied to the redwine-locked girl, "Princess Kairi. Forgive my impoliteness, Princess."
Demyx let out a low whistle.
Riku looked as if he was about to throw up. "...so you have a shard of Sora's heart now?"
Arlene nodded curtly.
Roxas, once again, let out a derisive snort. Whether Arlene was a priestess or not, she still exhibited Larxene's traits, like the normal cursing and the chipper yet straight-to-the-point way of talking. He suddenly wondered if Arlene would still be Arlene if she had her shard of heart released...
He fell to his knees and gasped. He just had to think about shards of heart getting released, didn't he?
"Roxas!" he heard Kairi yell distantly. He doubled over in pain, at the pain shooting through his chest as another shard of heart merged with his own. White-hot daggers stabbed metaphorically at his ribcage, and the feeling of constriction radiated throughout his upper torso.
This time, through the haze of pain and agony, he distinctly saw the memory the shard was linked to --- Sora promising to return the Oathkeeper to Kairi. Roxas concentrated and knew whose shard it was: it was number Six's. Ienzo's. Just as Arlene had feared.
He and Sora had talked about this topic when the latter was in one of his more lucid moments, early on in his Heartless-ness. The brunet was surprisingly (for someone who's just killed himself) fascinated at how his heart was split into thirteen shards.
Sora bounced a little on the white bed, yawning. Roxas raised an eyebrow. He had never seen a Heartless yawn, and if Sora was only a half-Heartless, then the real thing yawning would be something to remember. "Wow...exactly thirteen shards, eh, Rox?"
"Yep," Roxas nodded, leaning his head against the wall as he sat cross-legged next to his Nobody. "How'd that happen?"
Sora shrugged. He then suddenly turned to face Roxas and he grinned. Which, with those half-fangs, looked remotely disturbing. "How about your shard? Can you feel it?"
"I sure can, considering the fact that I can actually feel right now."
They laughed together, and Roxas swiped at the tears of mirth from the corner of his eyes. "Actually...I've been dreaming of the time when you and Riku crashed into Destiny Islands," he mused.
"Really?" Sora asked excitedly. "...and Vexen said something about seeing Kairi on Hook's ship!"
"So maybe...uh, can I rub it in that your heart's gone?"
The brunet stared at him for a second, then burst into laughter. "Sure, Roxas. Give me your best shot!"
"So maybe...Kairi shattered your heart into thirteen shards, each shard containing one of your most important memories of her. Like...I dunno..." he trailed off, waiting for a reaction from Sora, violent or not.
"...ah. Let me see," he tapped a sharp-nailed fingertip against his chin. "So of course, it'll start with us three talking about new worlds, on our paopu tree."
"You want to work out who's got what shard?" Roxas asked disbelievingly. His Nobody sure knew how to torture himself emotionally. Either that, or he had become so numb that he didn't feel anything anymore at all.
"Of course, Roxas," Sora said boredly. "It's my heart, after all." And he did whatever Heartless do when they roll their eyes.
That afternoon, in his room, he and Sora had worked out what shard every Organization member had. After doing so they did go around the Castle asking if their guesses were correct --- and they actually were. Roxas was pretty grateful none of his fellow Organization members got violent.
Xemnas had, as Sora said, the shard with the memory of talking about new Worlds. Xigbar got Sora and Kairi's little sunset rendevous at the port. Sora seeing a young Kairi and her grandmother in the Hollow Bastion Library went to Xaldin. As Vexen had said, the scientist had gotten the memory of seeing a lifeless redhead on Hook's ship. Lexaeus had the memorable restoration of Kairi's heart (and Roxas grinned at that particular memory; of course, he had come to be that way). The 'Oathkeeper Promise', as Sora had dubbed it, went to Zexion. Saïx, contrary to his, uh, violent nature, got the shard of heart with Sora's memory of getting separated from Kairi after sealing Kingdom Hearts.
Axel's shard, however, Roxas had no idea how that happened; it was the one in Castle Oblivion, where Naminé had released the chains on Sora's memory, and turned herself back to Kairi. Eh? Sora was supposed to remember nothing of Castle Oblivion. Maybe the blonde girl missed a spot.
Demyx had a memory that was Roxas', actually. It was when he fell off the Station Tower and touched Kairi's memory. Well...Sora had talked to Kairi through him (and stupid, stupid thing to say, 'starts with an 's' ', geez, why not say just Sora?) and Naminé.
Seeing himself and Kairi dancing in each other's arms in Halloweentown was Luxord's shard. Marluxia had the memory of Sora and Kairi's reunion at the Castle That Never Was. Larxene got the shard of heart engraved with the memory of Naminé and him remerging with their Others once more.
Roxas himself got the memory of returning Oathkeeper.
And Sora just shrugged when Naminé said her split shard had the memory of Kairi shattering his heart on Halloween.
...strange.
One bolt of pain after another shot once again through his chest, and Roxas screamed. The feeling of being stabbed and having a shard of heart ripped out was actually being passed over to him, and Thirteen didn't like it one bit. Images flashed before his eyes, and he knew whose shards were being ripped out.
"Roxas!" it was Xemnas' voice this time, and if there was such a thing as alarm, this was it. "Who ---"
"L-Luxord and...and...Xaldin," he managed to choke out as he stared blindly at the floor, waiting for the pain to pass. "Cripes, Sora could make it a little less more painful."
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"Wielder! What are you --- AH!"
Lexaeus straightened up immediately, and craned his neck, listening for where the sound came. It sounded horribly like Vexen in his lab, just across the restored Proof of Existence from his room. And that laughter sounded disturbingly like a particular half-brunet Keyblade Master.
Number Five summoned his tomahawk and portalled out to the hall in front of Vexen's laboratory, thinking that they should have restrained the boy when they had had the chance. Now he was running loose, or at least, he sounded like he was.
He threw open the door just in time to see Sora plunge the Dark Keyblade to a barely-conscious Chilly Academic. "Oh Creator, Sora!" he yelled, unable to take his eyes off the grisly sight.
"Yeah, Lex," he said, gesturing to the shining shard of heart floating upwards from the blood and tatters that was Vexen's chest. Sora sighed happily. "Another one freed..."
"You. Are. Insane," he breathed, staring at the Wielder with a mixture of revulsion and pity.
Sora stood up and swung the Dark Keyblade over his shoulder. He tilted his head thoughtfully. "If you were in my place, Lexaeus, wouldn't you go insane too?"
The last thing he heard was Sora's voice whispering "I'm halfway there..."
Then, silence.
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"Ah. So sorry," Rinoa smiled sheepishly. "Got lost 'round here. Decided to explore the Castle a bit."
Xemnas threw a look that said plainly 'YOU'VE BEEN 'EXPLORING' THE CASTLE?', but she ignored it, turning to observe the people that comprised the harried party. The blonde priestess (who was a childhood friend of hers), Arlene, had thrown her arms around Rinoa, hugging her and saying over and over again how she's been so relieved that Rinoa's still alive. Number Nine, Demyx, looked on bemusedly, waiting for an explanation once Arlene had released her chokehold.
Roxas blinked, and blinked some more. "Uh. You're Rinoa, right?" he asked hesitantly.
Rinoa nodded bemusedly at the expression of bewilderment now frozen on the blonde Nobody's face. "And you're my favorite customer, Roxas."
"I am not freaking out," he breathed back. "No. I'm not."
"Have I seen you before?" Riku suddenly asked, narrowing his aquamarine eyes.
"Maybe," she agreed, grateful that she had let her wings dissipate. She wanted to surprise these youngsters. "Riku, right? Keyblade Master of Twilight?"
The platinum-haired Wielder looked a little taken aback. "Uh...sure. I've never been called that before."
Rinoa sighed. "Roxas' the Keyblade Master of Light. (at this the said Wielder made a little choking noise) Sora's the Keyblade Master of Darkness. King Mickey's the Keyblade Master of Control --- "
"Uh, if you don't mind me asking," Kairi cut in, "but who are you, and how do you know these things?"
Xemnas turned to her and watched interestedly. Rinoa shot him a small smile before stepping back and summoning her sorceress powers. She felt wings sprout out of her back and her irises turn amber. Kairi gasped and staggered back into Riku. "Sorceress Rinoa," she put a hand across her chest and bowed. "Princess Kairi, it's an honor."
Kairi stared at her for a moment, before returning the bow, bewildered. "Uhm, the pleasure is all mine."
The girl still remembers how to return a greeting, Rinoa thought, straightening up. Interesting.
"...how about the second part of my question?" the redhead pressed on. "How'd --- "
"I'm a sorceress, Princess...but that has nothing to do with how I know the present Wielders. It's just simple deduction. Riku's not of the dark, nor is he of the light. So he's of twilight. Roxas controls light. Naturally, it goes without saying that Sora's become the Keywielder of Darkness. And King Mickey presides over the Masters, so he's the Wielder of Con--"
"What do you mean," Kairi breathed angrily, " 'It goes without saying' that Sora's of the dark now?"
"Princess, he's been ripping his shards of heart out of their bodies. His Heartless is the most powerful one in existence. Of course he's evil."
"Don't say that --- "
A portal sprung up between them, strands of darkness rising from the marble floor and weaving themselves into an opening into the corridors. A very shaken Axel stepped out, carrying a bloody and unmoving Ienzo.
Arlene screamed incoherently at the sight, running, almost throwing herself at Axel. "Ienzo! No!"
The fiery-haired pyromaniac bit his lip and lay the man near a column. Arlene immediately rushed to the fallen scientist and grabbed his hand tightly, tears falling on the white floor and the black coat and the bloody tatters that once held a shard of heart.
"I found him in the Library. He was probably researching on how to reverse the Knighting," Axel knelt next to the sobbing priestess and whispered what probably was words of comfort, but Rinoa could see Axel himself was hurting as well.
Ah, the wonders of having a heart.
"I-is that Professor Zexion?" Kairi stammered.
"Ienzo," Roxas corrected. "And yeah, before you ask, it was Sora who did that."
If looks could kill, Roxas would be dead now, even if technically he wasn't even alive to begin with.
Rinoa held back a smile.
Naminé yawned widely.
Number Thirteen suddenly clutched a hand to his chest once again, pain contorting his face into a grimace. "It's...Vexen and...Lexaeus..." he trailed off, holding on to a frightened Demyx for support. "That...really...hurts...!"
"Another one?" Arlene said suddenly, getting to her feet. Surprised, Axel did the same a second later. The priestess walked back up to them, a look of steely resolve on her face. "I want to see who did this to Ienzo suffer the same way. I want to fight."
Kairi choked.
"...you're a priestess, Arlene," Xemnas reminded her. "You don't---"
"I did not spend my whole life in a seminary only to learn supportive magic," she breathed, seeming to stand straighter now. "You come to know of some things you would never have imagined otherwise."
"Let's go," she said, and she swept away, leading them into Naught's Skyway.
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Kairi gazed upwards at Kingdom Hearts, finding no comfort in the cold light it showered upon them. The last time she had been here she was fighting for her life; this time, she was...she was fighting to take a life.
Sora's life, no less.
But Sora's already dead...she told herself. He's barely existing now. Can you love somebody who can't love you back?
She knew, as a Princess of Heart, she was a protector of the realm of light by default. Thus it was her duty to eliminate any threat that rose up against the peace of her realm. But...
Sora saved her own heart; Sora did everything to save her; Sora said nothing when she shattered his heart, for fear of making her unhappy. Sora had sacrificed so much for her, and there she was, thinking that the brunet Wielder had abandoned her for good.
She'll find a way to save Sora. After all, she was the one who pushed him over the brink.
"Oi. There you guys are."
Kairi blinked, and the air around them seemed to thicken with apprehension. A familiar voice floated down the stairs, and the figure of a spiky-haired boy came into view. Kairi froze and gazed at him. Blood stained his clothes and shoes, making the ebony-black cloth shimmer faint maroon. Strands of darkness trailed him wherever he moved, and pools of rapidly-fading darkness marked where his feet had trod.
"Hi!" Sora greeted mundanely, taking a long sip from what looked like a juice pack. Until Kairi realized, with a sharp intake of breath, that it was blood that was leaking out of the white straw. Beside her, Riku growled loudly.
"Wielder!" Xemnas yelled, summoning his sabers and holding them in a ready ring above him.
"Xemnas!" the brunet imitated in an overly melodramatic voice, giggling. "Pssh. Did you know I've been looking all over for you guys? Especially you, Demyx."
Without a moment's warning Sora had pushed himself off the ground and leapt right at the blonde Nobody with inhuman speed and strength, jump-kicking him right back into the Hall of Empty Melodies.
Kairi watched as the now-empty blood pack bounced once on the marble floor before coming to a complete stop.
"Demyx," Roxas growled, Keyblades coalescing into his clenched fists as he ran after the musician Nobody.
They ran into the Hall just in time to see Sora shake a water-drenched head, flinging the ice-cold liquid everywhere. Demyx was lying sprawled at the far side of the marble square, and as far as Kairi could see, the Melodious Nocturne was not moving.
"I did not ask for a shower, thank you very much," Sora muttered, quick-running to the Nobody's side.
"No!" Roxas yelled, but before he could react Sora had already called the Dark Keyblade and plunged it into Demyx's chest. "Sora!"
A sliver of bright pink heart floated out of Demyx, and Sora laughed as Roxas collapsed to the ground, shard of heart disappearing into him. "Rox, take care of them," the brunet whispered audibly, then stood up, facing them.
Kairi had never felt so afraid before in her entire life, as she locked eye contact with sky-blue and sickly yellow.
Sora grinned.
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"Heartless!" the brunet Wielder raised his Dark Keyblade, and what seemed like a solid mass of darkness answered his call. Uh. The darkness had eyes. Yellow eyes.
Axel felt the back of his neck prickle, and he whirled around. The balcony upstairs was overflowing with those things. The entrance and exits of the Hall were blocked. They were, in effect, trapped. Gritting his teeth, he summoned his chakrams and held them loosely at his side, ready to throw them at a moment's notice. Seeing that Axel had drawn his weapons, the others had done the same.
Xemnas resummoned his sabers and called his Sorcerers. Roxas and Naminé summoned their Keyblades (and Axel still wondered how the girl had managed to summon the things when she wasn't a Master) and his best friend had called his Slayers to action.
Riku held his Way to the Dawn at the ready, and was standing back-to-back with Kairi, who was holding her own flowery Keyblade in a defensive stance. Rinoa was just standing there, wings folded and amber eyes peering around curiously. Arlene had her mouth set in a grim line, and no less then five kunais were held in between the fingers of each hand.
"Let's get this show on the road, then," Sora called, and brought down the Keyblade he was holding in a pointing gesture. "Get my shards back!"
Chaos broke out.
The darkness turned out to be comprised of Neoshadows, antennae jerking spasmodically as they rushed towards them. The Nobodies the Superior and Roxas had summoned, Sorcerers and Slayers mostly, were much, much more capable than the Neoshadows, but the Heartless had sheer number on their side. It seems that Sora had gone for quantity rather than quality.
Axel cut down one Heartless after the other, some with a well-placed swipe of his fire wheel, others with a storm of Firagas. Next to him Arlene was throwing kunais with abandon, each and every metal knife connecting with a Neoshadow's head. Lightning danced with fire and the Heartless scattered.
Suddenly Sora darted through a break in his Heartless' ranks and Axel swore the brunet had winked at him before stabbing Arlene through the back.
"Arlene!" he yelled, dismissing his chakrams and rushing to her side as she fell. Her emerald-green irises faded away into sapphire blue before they closed, and her waist-long hair faded away into a shoulder-length cut. Axel caught her in his arms and turned her over, her blood staining his sleeves. He didn't really care.
He didn't know whether to feel happiness or anguish; Arlene was gone, but Larxene was back. Only, she wasn't moving. Okay. Happiness seemed something more of a not-suited feeling right now.
"AXEL!" that was Naminé.
Sora stabbed him.
He felt the metal slice into his chest and carve it open, shard of heart escaping into the air.
The last thing he made sure to do was to put his arms around Larxene and to protect her from further injury.
Axel collapsed with the Savage Nymph in his arms and a smile on his face.
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Xemnas felt panic.
Panic was something he should not be feeling right now.
He watched in horror as number Eight collapsed side-by-side with a newly-restored number Twelve. He couldn't believe it. Xemnas stared as Sora straightened up and tapped the Dark Keyblade on the marble floor, letting the blood drip down in ribbons of crimson.
The boy killed them once, then brought them back from the darkness. He gives them a shard of heart, but takes it back by killing them once more. Oh Creator, what had they Nobodies done to deserve this torture?
Sora whirled around, and smiled at him with a smile enough to freeze his blood.
The smile of a killer. A serial killer.
He charged, and Xemnas brought together his sabers in a defensive formation, ready to rain down on Sora. And they did.
Xemnas' eyes widened in disbelief as Sora emerged from the explosion without so much as a scratch, with Dark Keyblade raised up and ready to stab. He staggered backward in an attempt to dodge it, but the chance of doing so was almost nonexistent. "So--"
bang!
This time, sky-blue and yellow widened as Sora looked up to see what it was, as his Dark Keyblade was knocked out of his grip and spun uselessly to the floor. Xemnas looked up in imitation of Sora, and his mouth almost fell open in surprise.
Xigbar was standing sideways on thin air, katars in his hands and Assassins walking around him at awkward angles.
"Hey!" Sora pouted, flipping backwards and landing crouched in the middle of the Hall. "You weren't supposed to do that!"
"Kiddo, I'm already a Nobody," number Two replied, walking down his space until he could walk on the ground normally. "Take out my shard of heart, pssh. I can still exist 'cause, like I said, I already was a Nobody in the first place."
"Wha...?" Xemnas stared, hands frozen in a defensive stance.
"I only wanted your heart, anyway," Sora ignored Xemnas, Recalling his Dark Keyblade to his right hand. "This time, you won't have a heart to save you!" he sprinted towards the eyepatched Nobody.
"Now, Vexen!"
A storm of two-feet-long icicles hit Sora from the right, knocking the brunet to the side with the shards of ice lodged in various parts of his body. Kairi screamed and Riku had to hold her back to keep her from rushing to Sora's aid.
"Vexen!" Roxas yelled gleefully, pausing from swinging his Keyblades. "I thought you were dead!"
The blonde scientist walked calmly from behing the screen of Heartless, shield held in front of him easily. "I was never alive to begin with."
One by one, the fallen members of Organization XIII portalled into the Hall, and Xemnas could see even Axel and Larxene were starting to stir. Relief flooded him as black-coated figures walked to his side, weapons drawn and summoned Nobodies ready. Roxas didn't have the chance to join them, and so did Naminé; they were completely surrounded by Neoshadows.
No matter. With Organization XIII back and furious at Sora, the fallen Keyblade Master stood no chance of getting away without serious injury. At the very least.
"Axel, get your hand off me," Larxene muttered as she walked up to them, but didn't compain all the same when Axel refused to let go of her hand.
Marluxia elbowed Axel in the ribs, trying and miserably failing to hold back a knowing grin.
Luxord and Demyx rolled their eyes.
Zexion actually laughed.
Xaldin turned to Xemnas and nodded his head. "Let's end this."
"Awww...touching, touching," Sora called, and the Heartless, beside those assaulting Roxas and Naminé, ranged themselves behind him, leaving a stunned Riku and Kairi hanging. "Looks like you're all gonna fade together!" he bellowed, and the Heartless attacked as a flood of darkness.
But Organiztaion XIII was not to be underestimated, and they attacked with their all.
Rinoa sighed bemusedly beside Xemnas, touching down lightly on the ground as she flapped her wings slightly. "You are one sight to behold, the Thirteenth Order."
"Sorceress," Xemnas asked loudly as he brought down a ring of Sabers, annihilating a good five or six Neoshadows as he did. Rinoa had done actually nothing since they had seen Sora. "Whose side are you on?"
"Realm of darkness, of course," she answered with a sweet smile.
Xemnas felt his shard of heart plummet. His Nobody Sorcerers were no match for a full-blooded Sorceress.
"...but this isn't my battle to fight," she said distantly, tucking a lock of ebony hair behind her ear. "Whether or not Sora loses, I'll just have to see how this plays out and make the best of it. And besides," she whispered. "...the side with the sorceress always wins."
And with that, she flapped her wings and disappeared, vanishing silently with that mysterious smile on her face.
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Sora looked over his shoulder as Rinoa disappeared in a flash of sorceress wings, leaving a few feathers to float to the floor. "Finally. Told her she can't interfere, anyway," he said, before turning back to Riku and Kairi.
Riku narrowed his eyes. He had figured out just a minute ago that the Heartless was just a diversion to draw away Organization XIII so that Sora can focus on them. "Sora."
"Riku," he shot back, a smile curving his half-ebony lips. "Ex-best friend."
"Sora, don't do this."
"Pssh," he rolled his eyes, or one sky-blue eye, actually. "Do you honestly think I'd still listen to you after what you guys did? Unbelievable."
"W-we're sorry, okay!" Kairi said nervously, Keyblade trembling in her hand.
Sora stopped short, appearing to debate with himself on the matter. His blue eye softened visibly, and he shook his head again and again. "I don't think...I mean...no, I don't...But...Yeah, they did, but...oh...now that you phrase it that way...come to think of it...no way...huh...shut uuuup, Darkie...fine...yah, fine."
He nodded to himself, and, raising his Dark Keyblade, charged at Kairi.
Riku immediately rushed in front of her, blocking the 'Blade with his Way to the Dawn. He heard Kairi whimper softly as he forced Sora back with a rush of strength, making him flip backwards and land nimbly on his feet. "Never. You're taking her over my dead body."
Sora smiled, and postioned himself in his trademark fighting stance: feet planted firmly on the ground, crouching low with both hands on the handle of the Keyblade. He tilted his head thoughfully and his smile widened into a smirk. "That can be arranged, Riku."
With one final deep breath, the two best friends started to duel.
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tondemo nai! - never
yesh for cliffies. :x
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