Title: Uneventful Actions

Summary: She always liked to see him.

Pairings: Riku/OC

Warnings:

Fandom: Pre-KH2

Disclaimer: I own Yuki, and the plot to this fanfiction. Key word in that sentence is fanfiction.


She dipped her head back against the tall man's legs, feeling her ankle twinge in pain as she shifted it on the pillow. The Restoration Committee had left her be, after having twisted her ankle roughly by trying to fight off a large group of the strange, white-gray… things that had appeared around the town.

The cloaked man brought his fingers through her bangs, merely sitting there to comfort her. He had been present for an hour now, probably pushing his luck with the Committee not having yet returned.

"I should be going, Yuki," he told her.

"Oh, not yet," the girl protested, looking to him with bright blue eyes. "I want you to stay with me, for a little longer – they won't return for another hour!"

The man chuckled a bit, the sound sounding oh-so lovely to his female companion. Yuki watched him carefully. "And it is your fault I twisted my ankle. If you hadn't shown up and distracted me, I would have been fine."

He scoffed at her, frowning. "You would've gotten your heart ripped from your chest."

"Minor detail."

"Fatal, minor detail."

She rolled her eyes at him, slightly annoyed, and beckoned him to lean down. The man obliged, thinking she wished to tell him something secretive. Yuki made quick to push his hood down before he could reject and pull away from her reach.

"You're such a trouble, Riku," she hummed, "look at you. You can never look me in the eye anymore." Her fingers reached up to the blindfold, brushing over it.

Riku flinched, snatching her wrist in a sudden urge to keep hidden. "No."

"It's just me, Riku." When he still did not release her, she frowned. "Ri-Ri, let me see!"

"Yu, no. I'm not me anymore," he told her, tightening his clasp over her instinctively. "I'm a monster."

"Then I like the monster," she told him, playfully grinning at him.

He glared at her through his blindfold, "Yuki."

She got her hand free and tugged off his blindfold. He growled loudly, protesting even as Darkness drove around him. It enveloped him, and changed his form.

Yuki frowned when she saw gold eyes glazing at her, though these were more controlled than she had seen before. "Oh," she sighed, "I'll never get to see the green eyes, will I?"

"Not if I don't let you," Ansem's voice replied in Riku's 'I-can't-believe-you-just-did-that' tone. He sighed, once more stroking her hair. "Now I should go even more – if Leon finds you here with Ansem, he'll kill me."

She sighed again, though knew he was correct. "Can you stay just a bit longer? Please, Riku – for me?"

He smiled softly, realizing she merely wanted him near her, but shook his head. "We will meet again, Yu. Tell no one about me, though."

Yuki clutched his hand tightly. "I won't."

"Do you promise?"

"Of course."

He gave her a kiss on the lips, before pushing her from his lap and exitting via window.


"Yuki, are you still awake?"

"Yes, Leon."

The door propped open, and the father-figure moved through the door. Yuki smiled quaintly at him, having looked up from the spell book she'd been given by Merlin to "take her mind off pain" (though Riku's visit had been lovely and perfect for a distraction). The former-mercenary walked over and sat by her on the bed, looking over at the book with fake curiosity. "And," he began, "did you stay out of trouble while we were away?"

"Oh, most certainly!" She giggled, "how can one get into trouble with a sprain?"

"By moving around and damaging yourself more."

"Why, I'd never!"

Of course, Leon never said anything about having an "Organization XIII member" over.