Disclaimer: I do not own the rights to the Kingdom Hearts Universe. I am not writing this for a profit. I am writing this to express my love for the game, the characters, and to deepen my writing abilities.

A/N: I want to see Mickey eat ramen. That is all.

Dine 'N Dash – A collection of RikuxKairixSora drabbles

By Tat

Theme: #17 No matter what it takes

Food: #4 Noodles

Steam rose from two foam cups, one each for the two figures in the morning dark, sitting on the curb of a sidewalk. The shortest one of the two drew out a pair of chopsticks and scooped a wad of noodles from his cup, shoving the mass in his mouth. As he ate, he made loud slurping noises, reeling in the wavy strands of pasta. Seeing his taller, brooding friend not eating, he slurped the noodles already in his mouth up and set his food aside. "Aren't you gonna eat, Riku?"

"I'm waiting for it to cool." The figure addresses as Riku answered lamely, and continued staring off dazedly at the sky. Though it was morning, it was still dark out, the perfect time to see the stars was at this moment- the brief remains of dark before the sun peeked out was when the stars shone brightest.

"Riku." The shorter of the two pressed.

Reluctantly, as if it were an order, Riku pulled the paper lid covering half of the cup away, then brought out a pair of chopsticks. The waves of noodles felt heavy in his mouth as he chewed, and were a task to swallow. It was as if his body was rejecting the food despite his growling stomach.

His body . . . he frowned, looking at "his" hands, older and tanner than what he was accustomed to.

"King . . . when you see Sora, don't tell him what happened."

"Riku." Mickey frowned, "if I say that, it will make him even more worried."

"You can tell him I'm still alive. I just don't want him- or Kairi- to see me like this."

"Sora and Kairi will understand." Mickey comforted, "he's your friend. I'm your friend too, right? And I'm still here."

Riku tugged the hood of his cloak closer over his face. "I might never have my real body back. How can I face my friends like this?" He paused, lowering his eyes from Mickey's face full of concern. "It would be best to help them . . . from the shadows." He nodded, pleased with this idea, painful as it was.

Mickey opened his mouth, about to protest when Riku stood up, interrupting him purposefully. "I'll see you there."