PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE DON'T STRANGLE ME FOR NOT UPDATING THIS.
I HAD A LOT TO DO LATELY AND COULD ONLY REALLY WORK ON SMALL FICS.
(I start college in April! 8D)

But here it is, longer than it was going to be to make up for the absence on it. I'm really sorry!

The keyblade scooter reverted back to it's portable form as Ventus teleported onto the island set from the world gap and began to run across the sand as soon as he'd gotten his balance, attempting to find the inhabitants befo-
fsshh
He froze, eyes wide, and looked back slowly, letting out a small scream as Vanitas appeared behind him.
The black-haired boy's upper lip crinkled in a sneer, eyebrows narrowing.
A sharp pain jolted through Ven's lower back, and he fell to the ground, Vanitas retracting his foot from when he had kicked him forward.
Ven dragged an arm across the sand, holding it to his mouth, checking if it was bleeding from when his face had struck the ground, causing him to bite into his lip. Luckily the cut was relatively small, and by dabbing at it with his tongue, aside from tasting the sand that had landed there, he was able to clean it up.
"Awww, did you hurt yourself?"
The blond propped himself up on his elbows, looking back over his shoulder at his enemy, glaring daggers.
"Whatever the hell you're doing,I will sto-"
"No."
"Wha-"
"No, you won't. I can't be stopped, idiot. These worlds are as good as mine. As are you."
"I'm not! I'm not and NEVER will be yours, Vanitas!"
He was shoved roughly forward, salt water flooding across his face as he was plunged headfirst into the water at the island's edge.
A sharp pain spread through his scalp as his hair was forcefully pulled, wrenching him up out of the water to give him just enough time to take a hurried breath before he was shoved back under again.
Light, quick footsteps were heard crunching across the sand, and Vanitas looked over, seeing two small boys running towards them.
He chuckled, pulling Ven up again, smirking at the way the blonde choked and coughed, trying to get air back into his waterlogged system. The kids were shouting, and Ven vaguely understood that they were trying to help him, but he was so...so...dizzy...
Vanitas stood, deciding that Ven wasn't worth bothering with just then, and let out a little laugh as the little silver-haired boy comes running at him with a stupid little wooden sword, yelling some sort of battle cry.
With a flick of his wrist, Vanitas sent a wave of darkness crashing into the child, much like he'd done with the others in the previous world. This one couldn't be much younger than the tiny mute one he'd infected. He lay prone on the ground for a few moments, before crawling to his feet, looking disheveled. There was a momentary flash of something ominous looking in his eyes, and he turned on his heel and stomped towards his friend, grabbing onto his wrist with a force unfitting to his age, causing the brunette to drop his sword out of surprise as he was roughly dragged backwards, stumbling on the sand.
Vanitas watched as they climbed the ladder up to what seemed to be the highest accessible part on the island, the smaller one crying out for the other, apparently named Riku, to stop, to let him go.
A soft noise echoed up from near his feet, and Vanitas looked down to see Ventus trying to prop himself up on his elbows.
The black-haired teen glared, annoyed that he was missing the show his new toys were putting on for him, and he dug the heel of his boot right into the gap between Ven's shoulderblades, winding him, and shoving him back down into the water.
He let out a harsh, loud laugh, watching Ven struggle to get back up, pounding futily on the sand, trying to push the other off of him. After nearly a minute, he yanked Ven up again, taking a few blonde strands away from where he had been tugging. Ven slumped over onto his side, coughing and shaking, looking as though he was about to throw up. Vanitas ran a hand almost tenderly across the other's ashen face, grinning widely at the way his pet was suffering for him.
Above them, near the treeline, they could hear loud screaming, and both looked over to see Riku standing behind Sora, hands at the brunette's back, both of them far too close to the edge. Finally managing to get air back into his abused lungs, Ven shoved at Vanitas, teeth gritted in anger.

"Stop it! They're just children, you sick bastard! CHILDREN!"

Flicking his hand lazily, Vanitas made Riku pull Sora back a tiny bit, halting his previous motion of walking forward.

"Why should I? That little boy back in Radiant Garden was just a child too, but that didn't stop me..."

Ven tried to sit up, coughing a bit more, a look of utter horror on his face.

"Ienzo!"

A cruel smirk passed across Vanitas's face, and he nodded.

"What did you...why...why are you doing this!"
"It's fun to see you hurt...It's fun to watch you cry and scream and submit to me...you scare so easily, you're far too sympathetic for your own good...you barely know these people..."

"Vanitas...just...please stop...don't hurt them...They don't have anything to do with your plans, so leave them alone..."

The black haired boy leaned in, biting at Ven's earlobe, whispering softly.

"Are you really sure you don't want to save this begging for a more important person's life?"

Ven tried to turn and stare at him, without much success.

"Who."

"I'm not saying...that would ruin the surpri~se"

Ven shuddered at the sing-songy way the other dragged out the last word, and then gasped as he felt Vanitas's mouth on his neck, sharper then normal teeth sinking into his flesh, almost-gentle at first, before diving in farther, causing his skin to leak small droplets of blood, and he bit his lip, desparetly holding in the scream that tried to escape, knowing that's exactly what Vanitas wanted to hear.

The black-haired teen drew back a bit, still a bit unsatisfied, and waved a hand in the direction of the two small boys.

Riku fell to his knees next to Sora, who sunk down as well, and reached over to shake his shoulders, scared tears still rolling down his cheeks, trying to figure out if his best friend was okay or not.

"There. He's free. But you really should have saved that for later. You never know who else you'll need to protect..."

Vanitas stood, using Ven's shoulder to push himself up, and walked off in the direction he had come from, leaving him in the sand. As soon as he was halfway up the beach, Ven tried to stand, shoving himself to his feet and running for a few seconds before collapsing flat on his face, crying out in pain.

He didn't see the smirk that crossed Vanitas's face at the sound, didn't see how he'd finally given him what he'd been wanting during their short, twisted variation of playtime.

Ven pushed himself up on his elbows, then to his knees, swaying slightly, nearly falling over again.

There was a soft noise of impact off in the distance, and he glanced over to see Sora running full-force towards him, before the small boy collided with his chest, arms grabbing at fabric, his tiny frame shaking as he cried. He reached foward, holding Sora close, trying to calm both the child and himself, looking over to see that Riku had walked over, but was standing back, not sure if he should get closer.

Only when Ven wasn't looking at him, Riku stared from his hands to Sora shaking in the other's arms, jumping a little when whisps of purpleblack...something...escaped his fingers.

If one looked closely, they could see the exact moment where the light left Riku's eyes, as they were overshadowed by doubt and fear.

He'd heard tales of monsters and things that wanted to spirit you away in the middle of the night and eat your bones...the older kids on their home island had big imaginations...but what if he was turning into one of them. He couldn't let that happen. He had to protect Sora.

Riku clenched his small fists, stomping over to where the two sat, Ven worried, Sora trying to stop crying. He held out a hand to Sora, determinedly glaring at him to take it, pulling him out of Ven's arms when he did.

Backing away slightly with Sora, he stared Ven down until the blonde got to his feet as well. He looked at them with the most apologetic look he could muster, but Riku just glared back at him, angry for making him nearly hurt Sora.

Ven shakily walked away from them down the beach, in the opposite direction that Vanitas had gone in, able to sense that he was completely unwelcome at that moment.

When he glanced back at them one final time, he saw that Riku was holding Sora tightly, awkwardly pressing his face into his cheek in what was probably his attempt at a comforting kiss.

Keyblade and armor transforming again, he flew off into the sky beyond the island, fleeing as fast as he could to the next world, not wanting to think about how weak Vanitas made him think.

And then he thought back to the two boys.

That wasn't normal behavior for a five year old, being that weirdly possessive...

Did Vani...

Being distracted caused him to nearly fly into a floating platform on the way to the next world, and he shook his head, trying to clear it.

Later.

I can think about this later.

Aaaand that's the chapter done!
Will have more on the way hopefully...soonish...
These ones are thankfully much more on the complete side than this one was.

Thank you so much all of you for sticking with me through this fic ;w;
And thanks to my KH tinies family on Skype for giving me the inspiration to continue working on this!