See, now, I told you all I'd be lazy with this. College, however, is finally over, so more updates to come. Enjoy!

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Sora could have expected that those two mysterious boys, if they were in fact two different people, would stay on his mind until he saw them again. Or, at least until he knew more about them. So, since school was conveniently out of session for summer break, he took to drilling the townspeople for information. However, they knew squat. Much to Sora's dismay, one person vaguely recalled seeing someone 'with a cape and hat' and another seemed to remember 'a young boy who stole a bunch of bananas from the corner store'. It was quite clear that neither of those were the cloaked thief he wanted, so he dejectedly turned to head home after a full day of searching and the sun setting. His thoughts were racing of how he could track down the boy. Not only did he want his necklace back, secretly he wanted to run into Riku again.

The silver-haired boy had a way about him that Sora found both intriguing and a little sexy. He wasn't one to go around crushing on all the guys, but there was no way he couldn't crush on Riku. As far as he was concerned (and what he could tell from their brief meeting), the older boy had it all: a sense of humor, looks, style, everything. All fantasies aside, Sora was determined to reclaim what was his, "Who would want it, anyway?" he wondered, "It's just an old necklace, it's not worth anything." Though, a little voice in the back of his head told him that the robber didn't want the necklace to pawn it off.

Suddenly, inspiration struck him. He remembered seeing the hooded boy leaving a house in town. Perhaps the person living there could tell him more. Excited that he might finally get to the bottom of this, Sora ran as fast as his short, little legs could carry him to the street he had chased the boy down the second night. It had all happened quickly, but the brunette was pretty sure he had come from the second house on the left. As he headed that way, though, he had second thoughts, "What if this guy is like... the thief's accomplice or something and he sees me and tries to get rid of me before I find out his true identity?" Logic reasoned in his head soon after, "That wouldn't happen... it's not like I want to turn him in or anything, I just want my necklace back. What if he assumes I work for the police or something? I'm just a kid, he wouldn't think that. Ah! Shoulder angel and devil!" Shaking his head of the conflicting thoughts, he approached the door and knocked gently; in fact, too gently. He could barely hear his knuckles rapping the wood and knew no one inside would be able to detect the sound. He knocked again, harder, and blinked in surprise as the door creaked open. Sora knew from experience every horror movie had a scene exactly like this, and it was probably best to turn and leave right now. Once again, he ignored that foreboding aura he felt and entered the small house.

Dust was visible in the light that flooded in through the windows from the street lamps, signifying that the place hadn't been cleaned in a long time. It struck Sora as odd that a place so unclean would have visitors let alone residents. He began to think perhaps he had the wrong house when something glinting caught his eye. He walked over to the small piece of silver that he'd noticed just on his way out and picked it up. Damn if it wasn't his necklace. A silver half moon where the points were connected with four small gems: a sapphire at the top, a ruby below that, an emerald next and an onyx stone resting right above the lower point of the moon. It all connected to form a perfect circle and hung from a thin silver chain.

"What's this doing here?" he wondered to himself, hooking it around his neck. Glancing around the main room, he saw that it didn't look like a home. There was no furniture, no pictures, nothing. There were only three doors, one being the front door and the other two, Sora guessed, a bedroom and a bathroom. Shrugging it off for the meantime, the brunette stood and left the house, still wondering about Riku and the necklace thief.

"Well?" a smooth voice demanded, confident and intimidating. It came from a man in his late thirties with short tan hair and glowing golden eyes mirrored with small, square glasses that rested on the bridge of his nose. He sat in a calm pose, seemingly unworried by any matter. His eyes held a certain knowledge in them, a wisdom far beyond even his years.

Before him stood a cloaked figure, down on one knee. His sword was unsheathed and held in one hand, resting on the ground. His head was bowed as he spoke in a soft voice, almost a whisper, "It was lost, sir."

"Lost?" the elder man asked, a chuckle sounding in his words, "How exactly did you 'lose' it?"

There was a momentary pause, a hesitation almost, before the other boy answered, "I...I dropped it, sir. He was onto me."

An eyebrow shot up at this, "I see..."

"Forgive me for my fault, sir, I will retrieve it."

"Hm..." A nod was given to the boy, "Then make sure you do it soon, Riku has already been in contact with him. If he finds out it belongs to the young one..."

"I will not fail." The boy stated, strong and determined.

The older man chuckled at how uptight the younger one was, but said nothing more as he exited the room. As he was left alone, a small frown crossed his features and he fell into a solemn state. He stood and made his way over to a window, looking out it and watching as the moonlight reflected over the neighboring ocean. A small hint of sadness glistened in his eyes, his hand raising to adjust the lenses slightly. He sighed softly and leaned against the windowsill, "Boys..."

"No...where is it?" A frantic boy looked around the small house, "I know I dropped it here." The cloaked form looked around in frustration. He sighed in annoyance, "Who would have come in here? This place is abandoned, that's why he chose it. No one would..." A gasp left his lips as he looked up and toward the door, "Sora."

I don't want to say too much about it, so I won't. Sorry it's so short, x-x. Hopefully I'll have the next chapter up sooner, so review!