Fan Fiction ❯ Sea Salts to Heal ❯ Laughter ( Chapter 1 )
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By: blind muse 
In which Squall and Yuffie talk about peace. (and he finds her weak spot)
Anime/Manga: Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Drama / Comedy | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 08.03.2004 | Updated On: 08.03.2004 | Pages: 3 | Words: 2.9K | Visits: 204 | Status: Completed
In which Squall and Yuffie talk about peace. (and he finds her weak spot)
Anime/Manga: Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Drama / Comedy | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 08.03.2004 | Updated On: 08.03.2004 | Pages: 3 | Words: 2.9K | Visits: 204 | Status: Completed
"Sea Salts to Heal."
Why hello! Welcome, welcome!
Ehem. Now that I have stopped acting like a hobbit, we can begin.
Disclaimer: I do not own Kingdom Hearts. I don't even own a copy of the game...ehe...I have to steal mine from my cousin. .
I have finally begun to write a KH fic! I've been procrastinating for so long.....but that's just me. This fic is supposed to be gentle, no extreme brain twisting themes. You'll see soon enough. I think it's just going to be a series of one shots. So enjoy!
Couples: Sora/Kairi
Yuffie/Leon
Cloud/Aerith
Shuyin/Lenne
Hints: Tidus/Yuna
Wakka/Lulu
Maybe: Riku/OC (But I don't know for sure. If there is, it'll be very subtle, only slight hints of it and maybe a little fluff if you guys want some!)
As for the characters who aren't in KH, I'm going to deal them in. People such as Yuna and Lulu are going to be small characters, just slight hints of it.
Now, Shuyin is actually going to be in the story, which is why him and Lenne are a main couple. You'll see what I mean.
The starting is a little angsty, but it gets less intense. Heh. Almost....
Chapter one: In which Squall and Yuffie talk about peace. (And he finds her weak spot.)
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Darkness.
That's what everything is in this place. Time does not exist. Emotions do not exist. Everything is made and destroyed and consumed by darkness. It is the place in which darkness was created, where no human was ever supposed to go. But go they did. Thus, darkness soon became as powerful as light, soon became a mind of its own. Children of light were soon turned to children of darkness. It needed these children, for energy, to live. It kept them stored, preserved, close. Each one soon fell into the lethargy the darkness could offer after their destiny as a child of the dark was fulfilled. Peace, sleep, ignorance was offered to them. And most took it. They allowed themselves to become the darkness, allowing it to thrive and grow. Few stood up to what it so generously offered. And even those who opposed were loosing strength.
But to every Chosen One who was taken into darkness instead of their original destiny to be a Child of Light, a new Child of Light was to be created or chosen, thus creating Ying and Yang. One could not exist without the other, as light and darkness were brothers. Every Child of Darkness had a light counterpart; every Child of Light had a dark counterpart. It kept the balance going.
But as more and more Chosen Ones submitted to the darkness, the same fate happened to their lights. Darkness was beginning to win.
But one boy. One boy who was intended to be a Child of Darkness but turned out to be a Child of Light, would keep the balance. It was his destiny.
And now, in this dark place, bright eyes shone through the dark.
"I'm getting you out, Riku. I'm taking you home." The deep voice paused. "All of you."
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As opposed to the dark place, this one was so full of light and warmth that it could have been its opposite. Lighting flowed from windows in all directions, a direct sign of family and happiness. The courts of Traverse Town mingled with people of all sorts, talking, laughing, playing. It was hard to believe anything was wrong in the worlds. And perhaps there wasn't.
But the quiet air of the Third District said otherwise. The people who had fought for the peace the worlds felt today were not feeling it themselves. Lives and happiness had been given for the people, and even know these sacrifices had not been returned. For those warriors, this time, the battle was personal.
The near silent swishing and movement of a Gunblade cut through the thick silence of the Third District. Squall Leonhart's grace and skill was so accented that it seemed to be almost an art. As he fought invisible enemies, his deep blue eyes remained hard and focused, his mouth set in an emotionless line. Although his brown hair was heavy with sweat, Leon's expression could fool anyone into believing that he wasn't exerting himself. Anyone except the young ninja watching him.
Her body leaning, completely relaxed, against the stairwell railing, Yuffie Kisaragi shook her head. Black bangs falling across her lighter blue eyes, she straightened, walking completely silent towards the man training across from her. No matter, she couldn't sneak around him.
"Yuffie," He spoke quietly, annoyed. "I asked you not to bother me when I'm training."
She chuckled. "Old habits die hard. I always bother you. Training time is no exception."
He grunted at her, resuming his pace of swiping and dodging an invisible adversary. She continued to watch him for a long time, smiling and bouncing. She watched as his muscles worked, as his black shirt rose to reveal his abdomen. Her grin increased continuously as she watched him work. But when she moved to swipe hair from her eyes, something changed, and her smile disappeared. His eyes were cold and tired, not seeing. His jaw was working, his shoulders shuddering. She didn't think it was because she was annoying.
"Why do you do that, Squall?" She asked after a moment, saddened.
"That's Leon." He reprimanded, but stopped his movements to looked at her. "Do what?"
"Fight something that isn't there?" She whispered, stepping closer. "Can't you let go?"
He snorted, rotating his shoulder. "Times of peace don't last forever, Yuffie."
She sighed, and his head whirled around to watch her shrewdly, as if to see if her somber mood was real or not. She blinked up innocently, a small smile lighting her features as he watched her. It hurt her a little that he took her as someone who couldn't ever be serious, but she knew that he wouldn't have gone far without her optimistic company, despite what he said sometimes. She didn't blame him for being suspicious of her sudden calmness. She was very manic, after all.
As if to set things straight, she placed her hands on her hips. "Well, there's no point in peace if people continue to live as if it wasn't among them!"
He raised an eyebrow at her, placing his weapon point down. She smiled.
"If everyone lived like they expected their happiness would last forever, then they wouldn't be prepared when things weren't so easy anymore." He told her.
She tilted her head. "You mean like Rinoa?"
He tensed instantly, glaring at her before turning away. She made a noise of aggravation, reaching forward and grabbing his arm to prevent his escape. He stilled, although she realized he could have easily thrown her off. She was so sick of everyone speaking in secrets, as if she were too young to understand. Only Cloud knew of her handy eavesdropping skills, and he had yet to do anything about them except warn her fondly not to get caught. Still, she wished she didn't have to use them. She wished Squall would talk to her like an equal.
"Please, Squall. I...I want to know." She whispered.
He kept his gaze away. "Leon. And it doesn't matter."
"You loved her," She persisted. "And I know she loved you, beanpole that you are. You loved and you lost and now you're scared, right?"
He ripped his arm from her grasp, whirling to her with wild eyes. She took a step back, having experienced his wild anger before. His arms came up, gripping her shoulders tightly, causing her to wince in pain. He stared deadly into her own eyes, seeing through to the back of her skull. She swayed from the intensity, but his arms kept her still.
"Shut up," He seethed. "Don't talk about things you don't know about."
She struggled, regaining her senses and glaring back. "I've lost people too. But memories sometimes have to be good enough because we can't do anything else except protect what we have now! If you waste your time in the past, you'll only hurt yourself more in the future! It's time to grow up, Leon."
They stood glaring at each other for a long time. In other Districts people continued to live, music and laughter floated faintly through the walls. Yuffie took a deep breath, lowering her head as far as his arms would allow and shaking it sadly.
"I'm sorry..." She murmured. "I just...I..I just want to help you, Squall."
He snorted, pushed her roughly away and picked up his blade. "I don't need your help."
She laughed without humor straightening herself and turning her back.
"Fine. If you don't need me, I'll just go. Because Aerith and Cloud certainly don't need me. Maybe I should go somewhere where people actually need my help. So long, Squall."
She walked calmly towards the exit, her heart pounding with fear. Would he actually let her leave? If he did, her pride would not allow her to stay like she wanted to. She would have to leave behind the people who had grown to feel like family, find somewhere....
But he apparently didn't think she was bluffing, because she felt herself being crushed against a warm body a moment later. Squall's head bent down to her ear, his arms holding her close. His precious Gunblade lay forgotten on the floor.
"You think you can leave?" He whispered in her ear. "Just like that?"
"If you want me to?" She gulped, mesmerized by his proximity.
He remained silent, his hand raising to stroke affectionately at her short hair. His smell, deep and clean and distinctly masculine, was intoxicating. She felt as if she could fall asleep right there in his arms and stay that way forever. But she knew she couldn't. Feeling extremely tiny against his larger frame, she pushed back against his chest with her hands, putting a small distance between them. But only small. His eyes, deep and rich, and darkened with intensity fixed on her. She moved her hand up, slipping under the open part of his shirt and touching his skin. Those intense eyes closed, and she listened as he breathed deeper and deeper into himself.
"Squall. Leon." She murmured. "I don't expect anything from you. Whoever you are."
He opened his eyes, and if the moment hadn't been so deep and important, she would have felt embarrassed at how romantic the comment sounded. But Squall's closeness didn't leave room for embarrassment. She hardly ever got this close. He watched her silently, not annoyed or angry. Just watching her.
She smiled, reaching up and touching his cheek. "I only want you to heal. I don't care how long it takes!"
He smiled slightly at her characteristic enthusiasm and stubbornness. This thought brought along others. How close they were. How he could smell her. How he could lean down only a tiny bit and kiss her. How she was touching him in a human warmth he hadn't allowed in years. Shaking his head, clearing himself of his stupor, he stepped back.
Yuffie blinked and the moment was gone. But she smiled anyway.
"One day, you'll stop fighting invisible baddies." She said. "and that's the day I'll really feel at peace."
She backed away, putting more space between them and crossing the short distance it took to get to the other side of the district. Once there, she turned back towards him, clenching her fists at her side and bending her knees.
"But until then," She called to him. "You'll fight me instead!"
He blinked, shook his head, and smirked. "So much for your peace."
She smirked back at him. "We'll see."
But as he reached for his Gunblade, she let out a nervous chuckle and he straightened looking out at her for an explanation. She chuckled again, scratching the back of her head.
"Eh...not that I'm scared or nothin'....but lets take this fighting thing one step at a time."
He let out a low chuckle, tossing his weapon to the side, lifting his hand out and gesturing her towards him. She did a little hop, sprinting at him at top speed and raising her fist to give him a quick hit to the gut. He dodged. The battle continued like that for a long while, Yuffie hitting, Squall dodging, Squall hitting, Yuffie jumping out of reach. A few hits were taken, mostly on Squall's part, since in all truth he didn't want to hurt her too badly. It was only when his legs fell from beneath him in a well-executed tackle, that their fight came to an end. He reached for his Gunblade, found nothing but air, and sat up abruptly. Yuffie stood a few feet away, swinging it around like a ridiculous Robin Hood.
He growled. "Yuffie," he warned. "You can't touch that."
She ignored him, deepening her voice in a bad imitation of his, lowering her eyebrows and placing a mock, extremely angry looking frown on her face as she continued to wave it around.
"I am Leonhart!" She was yelling. "Here me roar! I'll defeat ALL of you. You! And you! Aaaaannnd you! And you and you and you! En Guard!"
He clicked his tongue, watching her with dull eyes, forcing down the amusement bubbling in his chest. Lurching forward, he caught her around the waist, picking her up from behind and holding her in the air. She screeched and kicked her legs, trying to release herself from his hold.
"Are you ever going to touch it again?" He asked, eyebrows raised as she looked back at him.
"You'll never control me! NEVER! For I am the Great and fearless...."
He crossed his arms over her stomach, jerking his fingers over her sides. She shrieked and kicked, her laughter echoing throughout the empty district. He bent her over, kicking the dropped Gunblade a side, and resumed his torture, smiling a rare smile as he continued to tickle her.
For a moment, the air inside the Third District seemed almost as happy as the other ones.
And then.... The door to the word opened.
They stopped their movements in surprise.
A morphed shadow emerged, causing Squall to tense and Yuffie to gasp. Heartless? It was impossible. And yet, the shadow continued to move towards them, both of them moving into battle position as Squall let her down, their hearts pounding.
Sora immerged from the shadow, a bent figure slumped over his shoulder. Silver hair and toned island skin identified him to be Sora's friend Riku. Sora was glad in complete black, his eyes tired and lost.
Another young man, perhaps Yuffie's age, moved forward as well. Blonde hair fell in front of vibrant blue eyes. A small girl, maybe Sora's age, was curled against this young man's chest, asleep, auburn hair falling in pools over his arms. This boy and the girl were also dressed in complete black.
"Sora..." Yuffie gasped.
All four of them collapsed to the ground.
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Heh. Yes. I am evil. We've been over this. And so ends the first chapter. This story is going to be made up of sort of one-shots but will be a story as well. One-shots that kind of flow together, I guess? Except there will be no action/adventure or violence type stuff. Maybe a little teen angst. But this ones going to be a relatively simple and clean (Woah!) fic without much complications or gore. I hoped you enjoyed! Tell me what you think! I think I'll have the next chapter up pretty soon. I'm filled with writing pep right now.
Merci Buckets. Bows. Bows A plushie of any character for you if you read, a plushie and a COOKIE if you review! Thanks!
Why hello! Welcome, welcome!
Ehem. Now that I have stopped acting like a hobbit, we can begin.
Disclaimer: I do not own Kingdom Hearts. I don't even own a copy of the game...ehe...I have to steal mine from my cousin. .
I have finally begun to write a KH fic! I've been procrastinating for so long.....but that's just me. This fic is supposed to be gentle, no extreme brain twisting themes. You'll see soon enough. I think it's just going to be a series of one shots. So enjoy!
Couples: Sora/Kairi
Yuffie/Leon
Cloud/Aerith
Shuyin/Lenne
Hints: Tidus/Yuna
Wakka/Lulu
Maybe: Riku/OC (But I don't know for sure. If there is, it'll be very subtle, only slight hints of it and maybe a little fluff if you guys want some!)
As for the characters who aren't in KH, I'm going to deal them in. People such as Yuna and Lulu are going to be small characters, just slight hints of it.
Now, Shuyin is actually going to be in the story, which is why him and Lenne are a main couple. You'll see what I mean.
The starting is a little angsty, but it gets less intense. Heh. Almost....
Chapter one: In which Squall and Yuffie talk about peace. (And he finds her weak spot.)
________________________________________________________________________ ______
Darkness.
That's what everything is in this place. Time does not exist. Emotions do not exist. Everything is made and destroyed and consumed by darkness. It is the place in which darkness was created, where no human was ever supposed to go. But go they did. Thus, darkness soon became as powerful as light, soon became a mind of its own. Children of light were soon turned to children of darkness. It needed these children, for energy, to live. It kept them stored, preserved, close. Each one soon fell into the lethargy the darkness could offer after their destiny as a child of the dark was fulfilled. Peace, sleep, ignorance was offered to them. And most took it. They allowed themselves to become the darkness, allowing it to thrive and grow. Few stood up to what it so generously offered. And even those who opposed were loosing strength.
But to every Chosen One who was taken into darkness instead of their original destiny to be a Child of Light, a new Child of Light was to be created or chosen, thus creating Ying and Yang. One could not exist without the other, as light and darkness were brothers. Every Child of Darkness had a light counterpart; every Child of Light had a dark counterpart. It kept the balance going.
But as more and more Chosen Ones submitted to the darkness, the same fate happened to their lights. Darkness was beginning to win.
But one boy. One boy who was intended to be a Child of Darkness but turned out to be a Child of Light, would keep the balance. It was his destiny.
And now, in this dark place, bright eyes shone through the dark.
"I'm getting you out, Riku. I'm taking you home." The deep voice paused. "All of you."
________________________________________________________________________ ______
As opposed to the dark place, this one was so full of light and warmth that it could have been its opposite. Lighting flowed from windows in all directions, a direct sign of family and happiness. The courts of Traverse Town mingled with people of all sorts, talking, laughing, playing. It was hard to believe anything was wrong in the worlds. And perhaps there wasn't.
But the quiet air of the Third District said otherwise. The people who had fought for the peace the worlds felt today were not feeling it themselves. Lives and happiness had been given for the people, and even know these sacrifices had not been returned. For those warriors, this time, the battle was personal.
The near silent swishing and movement of a Gunblade cut through the thick silence of the Third District. Squall Leonhart's grace and skill was so accented that it seemed to be almost an art. As he fought invisible enemies, his deep blue eyes remained hard and focused, his mouth set in an emotionless line. Although his brown hair was heavy with sweat, Leon's expression could fool anyone into believing that he wasn't exerting himself. Anyone except the young ninja watching him.
Her body leaning, completely relaxed, against the stairwell railing, Yuffie Kisaragi shook her head. Black bangs falling across her lighter blue eyes, she straightened, walking completely silent towards the man training across from her. No matter, she couldn't sneak around him.
"Yuffie," He spoke quietly, annoyed. "I asked you not to bother me when I'm training."
She chuckled. "Old habits die hard. I always bother you. Training time is no exception."
He grunted at her, resuming his pace of swiping and dodging an invisible adversary. She continued to watch him for a long time, smiling and bouncing. She watched as his muscles worked, as his black shirt rose to reveal his abdomen. Her grin increased continuously as she watched him work. But when she moved to swipe hair from her eyes, something changed, and her smile disappeared. His eyes were cold and tired, not seeing. His jaw was working, his shoulders shuddering. She didn't think it was because she was annoying.
"Why do you do that, Squall?" She asked after a moment, saddened.
"That's Leon." He reprimanded, but stopped his movements to looked at her. "Do what?"
"Fight something that isn't there?" She whispered, stepping closer. "Can't you let go?"
He snorted, rotating his shoulder. "Times of peace don't last forever, Yuffie."
She sighed, and his head whirled around to watch her shrewdly, as if to see if her somber mood was real or not. She blinked up innocently, a small smile lighting her features as he watched her. It hurt her a little that he took her as someone who couldn't ever be serious, but she knew that he wouldn't have gone far without her optimistic company, despite what he said sometimes. She didn't blame him for being suspicious of her sudden calmness. She was very manic, after all.
As if to set things straight, she placed her hands on her hips. "Well, there's no point in peace if people continue to live as if it wasn't among them!"
He raised an eyebrow at her, placing his weapon point down. She smiled.
"If everyone lived like they expected their happiness would last forever, then they wouldn't be prepared when things weren't so easy anymore." He told her.
She tilted her head. "You mean like Rinoa?"
He tensed instantly, glaring at her before turning away. She made a noise of aggravation, reaching forward and grabbing his arm to prevent his escape. He stilled, although she realized he could have easily thrown her off. She was so sick of everyone speaking in secrets, as if she were too young to understand. Only Cloud knew of her handy eavesdropping skills, and he had yet to do anything about them except warn her fondly not to get caught. Still, she wished she didn't have to use them. She wished Squall would talk to her like an equal.
"Please, Squall. I...I want to know." She whispered.
He kept his gaze away. "Leon. And it doesn't matter."
"You loved her," She persisted. "And I know she loved you, beanpole that you are. You loved and you lost and now you're scared, right?"
He ripped his arm from her grasp, whirling to her with wild eyes. She took a step back, having experienced his wild anger before. His arms came up, gripping her shoulders tightly, causing her to wince in pain. He stared deadly into her own eyes, seeing through to the back of her skull. She swayed from the intensity, but his arms kept her still.
"Shut up," He seethed. "Don't talk about things you don't know about."
She struggled, regaining her senses and glaring back. "I've lost people too. But memories sometimes have to be good enough because we can't do anything else except protect what we have now! If you waste your time in the past, you'll only hurt yourself more in the future! It's time to grow up, Leon."
They stood glaring at each other for a long time. In other Districts people continued to live, music and laughter floated faintly through the walls. Yuffie took a deep breath, lowering her head as far as his arms would allow and shaking it sadly.
"I'm sorry..." She murmured. "I just...I..I just want to help you, Squall."
He snorted, pushed her roughly away and picked up his blade. "I don't need your help."
She laughed without humor straightening herself and turning her back.
"Fine. If you don't need me, I'll just go. Because Aerith and Cloud certainly don't need me. Maybe I should go somewhere where people actually need my help. So long, Squall."
She walked calmly towards the exit, her heart pounding with fear. Would he actually let her leave? If he did, her pride would not allow her to stay like she wanted to. She would have to leave behind the people who had grown to feel like family, find somewhere....
But he apparently didn't think she was bluffing, because she felt herself being crushed against a warm body a moment later. Squall's head bent down to her ear, his arms holding her close. His precious Gunblade lay forgotten on the floor.
"You think you can leave?" He whispered in her ear. "Just like that?"
"If you want me to?" She gulped, mesmerized by his proximity.
He remained silent, his hand raising to stroke affectionately at her short hair. His smell, deep and clean and distinctly masculine, was intoxicating. She felt as if she could fall asleep right there in his arms and stay that way forever. But she knew she couldn't. Feeling extremely tiny against his larger frame, she pushed back against his chest with her hands, putting a small distance between them. But only small. His eyes, deep and rich, and darkened with intensity fixed on her. She moved her hand up, slipping under the open part of his shirt and touching his skin. Those intense eyes closed, and she listened as he breathed deeper and deeper into himself.
"Squall. Leon." She murmured. "I don't expect anything from you. Whoever you are."
He opened his eyes, and if the moment hadn't been so deep and important, she would have felt embarrassed at how romantic the comment sounded. But Squall's closeness didn't leave room for embarrassment. She hardly ever got this close. He watched her silently, not annoyed or angry. Just watching her.
She smiled, reaching up and touching his cheek. "I only want you to heal. I don't care how long it takes!"
He smiled slightly at her characteristic enthusiasm and stubbornness. This thought brought along others. How close they were. How he could smell her. How he could lean down only a tiny bit and kiss her. How she was touching him in a human warmth he hadn't allowed in years. Shaking his head, clearing himself of his stupor, he stepped back.
Yuffie blinked and the moment was gone. But she smiled anyway.
"One day, you'll stop fighting invisible baddies." She said. "and that's the day I'll really feel at peace."
She backed away, putting more space between them and crossing the short distance it took to get to the other side of the district. Once there, she turned back towards him, clenching her fists at her side and bending her knees.
"But until then," She called to him. "You'll fight me instead!"
He blinked, shook his head, and smirked. "So much for your peace."
She smirked back at him. "We'll see."
But as he reached for his Gunblade, she let out a nervous chuckle and he straightened looking out at her for an explanation. She chuckled again, scratching the back of her head.
"Eh...not that I'm scared or nothin'....but lets take this fighting thing one step at a time."
He let out a low chuckle, tossing his weapon to the side, lifting his hand out and gesturing her towards him. She did a little hop, sprinting at him at top speed and raising her fist to give him a quick hit to the gut. He dodged. The battle continued like that for a long while, Yuffie hitting, Squall dodging, Squall hitting, Yuffie jumping out of reach. A few hits were taken, mostly on Squall's part, since in all truth he didn't want to hurt her too badly. It was only when his legs fell from beneath him in a well-executed tackle, that their fight came to an end. He reached for his Gunblade, found nothing but air, and sat up abruptly. Yuffie stood a few feet away, swinging it around like a ridiculous Robin Hood.
He growled. "Yuffie," he warned. "You can't touch that."
She ignored him, deepening her voice in a bad imitation of his, lowering her eyebrows and placing a mock, extremely angry looking frown on her face as she continued to wave it around.
"I am Leonhart!" She was yelling. "Here me roar! I'll defeat ALL of you. You! And you! Aaaaannnd you! And you and you and you! En Guard!"
He clicked his tongue, watching her with dull eyes, forcing down the amusement bubbling in his chest. Lurching forward, he caught her around the waist, picking her up from behind and holding her in the air. She screeched and kicked her legs, trying to release herself from his hold.
"Are you ever going to touch it again?" He asked, eyebrows raised as she looked back at him.
"You'll never control me! NEVER! For I am the Great and fearless...."
He crossed his arms over her stomach, jerking his fingers over her sides. She shrieked and kicked, her laughter echoing throughout the empty district. He bent her over, kicking the dropped Gunblade a side, and resumed his torture, smiling a rare smile as he continued to tickle her.
For a moment, the air inside the Third District seemed almost as happy as the other ones.
And then.... The door to the word opened.
They stopped their movements in surprise.
A morphed shadow emerged, causing Squall to tense and Yuffie to gasp. Heartless? It was impossible. And yet, the shadow continued to move towards them, both of them moving into battle position as Squall let her down, their hearts pounding.
Sora immerged from the shadow, a bent figure slumped over his shoulder. Silver hair and toned island skin identified him to be Sora's friend Riku. Sora was glad in complete black, his eyes tired and lost.
Another young man, perhaps Yuffie's age, moved forward as well. Blonde hair fell in front of vibrant blue eyes. A small girl, maybe Sora's age, was curled against this young man's chest, asleep, auburn hair falling in pools over his arms. This boy and the girl were also dressed in complete black.
"Sora..." Yuffie gasped.
All four of them collapsed to the ground.
________________________________________________________________________ ______
Heh. Yes. I am evil. We've been over this. And so ends the first chapter. This story is going to be made up of sort of one-shots but will be a story as well. One-shots that kind of flow together, I guess? Except there will be no action/adventure or violence type stuff. Maybe a little teen angst. But this ones going to be a relatively simple and clean (Woah!) fic without much complications or gore. I hoped you enjoyed! Tell me what you think! I think I'll have the next chapter up pretty soon. I'm filled with writing pep right now.
Merci Buckets. Bows. Bows A plushie of any character for you if you read, a plushie and a COOKIE if you review! Thanks!