Merry Christmas, XionHis fingers curl around hers, pulling her to a stop. "Mistletoe."More Like This
But Riku doesn't answer Xion; he draws close, pushes his lips to hers, the festive, white halls of Disney Castle fading into her touch.
"We forgot Christmas," she breathes against his skin as they pull away. "How did we forget Christmas?"
"Been busy fighting a war." His eyes fall shut once more, his head to rest his forehead to hers. "It doesn't matter. We didn't miss it." Her head tucks under his chin instinctively, her body huddling under the arm he wraps around her waist.
"Merry Christmas, Xion."
For Everything"I never really thanked you."More Like This
Riku nearly laughs; the careful, measured balance of the air between the two of them in a too-large, too-enclosing room keeps the outburst trapped in his throat, but the force of restraining it makes him flinch back in surprise all the same. "For what?"
Across from him, though, Xion does laugh—a strangled sob of a chuckle, yet her grin breaks through all the same. Riku lets himself half-smile when he sees it, sees one of her thin hands clenching and releasing the sheets in her silent revelation at the sensation of touch, the shallow rise and fall of her chest matching his and proving that this is real, she's alive and real...
When he finally sees the way her sapphire eyes glitter from two beds away through the drowsy haze that always follows a Dive, his heart skips a beat.
"For telling me the truth." He can feel her hands shake, and if it weren't for the way her words gain speed as she goes on, he'd at least try to con
The return of Alphonse Hederich p.t 1More Like This
You stared at the small stone that Al had left in your palm. It's ruby color shined brightly like a diamond. However, you were confused.
"What's Al doing with a philosopher stone?"you wondered aloud. Then a thought struck you. You slowly turned around and sat on your knees in front of Alphonse's grave.
Closing your eyes, you cupped your hands together with the stone between them, prayed for a bit and dropped the stone into he soft fresh soil of Alphonse's grave.
You watched as it sunk quickly and a sudden glow of the color red illuminated the ground. The sound of a kicking heartbeat rang through your ears and the ground seemed to quiver beneath you. You gasped as the soil beneath you began to crack and something seemed to be arising from it and a new homunculus the world has yet to ever see was born.
You stared at the blue eyed blonde before you. Your mouth was covered by your hand and your right leg was moving fast in nervous jitters as you sat in your wooden chair.
The Fallen pt.10More Like This
"Hey..Hey..Hey wake up!!"
"Ah! I'm up!"Your eyes opened wide and your head shot up quickly as the voice reached your ears. You looked around at your surroundings confused. Around you were wood walls that were aligned with pictures. In the corners were pots and a wooden table sat in the center of the room, which you were currently sitting at.
Beside you, was a young boy with orange redish hair and freckles all over his round face. He wore a green tank top, shorts, and boots. You furrowed your brows at him.
"W-who are you? Where am I? What's going on?"you ask, glancing about.
"Huh? What are you talking about Saria?"the boy asked.
"Saria? Who's Saria?"you ask him. The boy sighed.
"You! You're Saria, remember?"he says. You shake your head and stand.
"I'm not Saria! I'm _____!"you tell him.
"No! You're Saria. What's gotten into you? Do you even know who I am?"
"Where's Link?!" The boy glared at you and slammed his hands down on the wooden table.
"It's always about Link! It's never about