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He's surprised. More than that, he's impressed. Riku's experience denotes that Sora would have tried button mashing a keyboard should the boy be tasked with cracking the password of a computer. Heck. The brunette would probably take his own Keyblade to the poor computer if he couldn't figure out what to do. Xion, thankfully, has much more finesse and a great deal more skill. Riku watches as the Replica's nimble fingers fly across the keyboard in a steady fast-paced click-clack rhythm and marvels at what flashes on-screen. Passcodes are found, encryptions are cracked, and data is loaded so easily and quickly that Riku wonders if Xion can pr

They're running through jungle and underbrush as far away from the portal they had exited through and any would-be pursuers. Up ahead is a clearing, but Riku can already feel the pulse of the living shadows from here, lying in wait. He grips the hand in his own and charges forth, the familiar weight of Soul Eater materializing in his free hand. Heartless spring up in answer to his heart and his blade, just in time to fall to the stylized non-metal. He hears a gasp behind him and there's a sudden jerk of his captured hand. His step falters just enough to allow him to turn and see two Heartless perish under the bright gleam of the Kingdom Key

Day 151: These Dreams Author: Xion I wasn't ready to see Roxas again. I can't help but compare us. We both use the Keyblade, but we're so different. Does he dream? It seems like that's all I do anymore. Last night I dreamt of the ocean. I was drowning. ~ That night, Xion dreams she's on a beach with the surf nipping at her feet. The sun is bright and she shields her eyes for a brief moment before something catches her eye. Wading in the distance, she sees a figure with silver hair, their back to her. She starts forward because there's this sense that this is someone that she knows she can trust, but the water begins to recede back with

"Is it really okay?" The single question was enough to reduce Sora to a shaking mass of laughter, which knocked him promptly off the signature bent paopu tree trunk and onto the sand. "Is there a reason why you're laughing at me?" Riku questioned through clenched teeth with his cheeks aflame—though not in anger—as he stood over his friend's convulsing form. "Sorry," gasped Sora as his laughter subsided, but only after much effort. "It's just that Xion asked me the same thing when I told her it was okay." That slackened Riku's jaw and stole the blush from his cheeks, horrified. "She asked you about asking me out?" Sora straighte

They were walking into an item's shop when Xion popped the question. "Did you hear anything last night?" If it hadn't been for the blindfold on Riku's face, Xion would have seen his eyes widen. As it was, the Replica was only privy to her companion's usual poker face. "Hear anything as in …?" He trailed off as he took a sweep of the store, crossing in front of Xion to get to the bottled restoratives on the far right wall. "Well … just anything," replied Xion as she attempted to amble after the taller teen to belie the quiver she felt in the pit of her stomach. Riku reached the shelf of Ethers, keeping his back to Xion as he bro

Tei, the innkeeper woman, thinks they're a strange pair. The boy is a handsome, tall young man with hair a bit too long for her liking and such an unnatural silver color that it makes her wonder if it's a very good dye job. However, it's the black blindfold over his eyes and the way he stands protectively in front of the girl that make her frown despite his politeness. The girl is as cute as a button with beautiful ebony hair haphazardly styled (in her humble opinion) in one of those unbecoming pixie cuts the young pretties are often raving about. However, it's the way she keeps close to the boy, as if he's the only one she can trust, that