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Of course his first response to finding a spell about divining soulmates was to flaunt in Riku’s face about how he was going to PROVE that he and Kairi were perfectly meant to be.

And now it had horribly, horribly backfired.

“I’m not it!” He hissed, trying to wrench his hands away, “How can I when we’ve done nothing but criticize each other?!” He looked at the spell again, and snapped, “Is this some sort of ploy to admit you’re jealous?”

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eosippotis replied to your post “[[ One of my biggest questions RE: Zexion/Ienzo is who the fuck...”

NGL I'M STILL BITTER ABOUT THAT]]

[[ SAME???? LIKE WHY EVEN WHO EVEN WHAT EVEN...............

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{ I have..a theory about that..>~>

[[ OOOOHHH? tell tell tell!! i have one too actually but i wanna hear urs

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From Dark to Dawn

The day his life had gone astray was when he'd met someone with a keyblade. Now it seems the day his life would end would be by a keyblade. Saix looked much worse for wear than he had in any previous fight. Then again, had he really been expecting a fight with a keyblade master to be easy in any way? Of course not, it orders were orders, as suicidal as they were. Kill the new keyblade master. If only it was that easy. Seems his master was just in for another failed attempt to hurt the cause of the light. Down on his knees, the Way to Dawn pointed at him, the diviner was oddly not as upset about his circumstance. To die, to not forget himself completely and be consumed by darkness and the tainted heart shard that infested his body? Death would surely be much more sweet and merciful than to become something like Xemnas, would it not? "What are you waiting for then, keyblader? Finish this, it is obvious you've won." Came the sardonic drawl, perhaps to goad the silver haired male into action.

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Oh dear. Here is. That poor shadow child.

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“Hey, hey, take it easy.” Ven whispers, hands moving from arms to wrists to start prying them off. “It’s fine, he’s not here.”

He sacrifices his own hands to be caught in the deathly vice of Riku’s grip, saying it again, sternly, “He’s not here. You’re okay.” It hurts to see Riku like this, crushing to see maybe he was just as broken on the inside as he was and nothing had fully, wholly healed.

But if Riku said he was gonna be there for Ven he was gonna be there for Riku.

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He's not used to this. At all. Friends are one thing, but he's not looking for a friend. Or at least he didn't think love could be approached like friends? 

Either way he saunters over, a million equally bad openers running through his head and screaming. He can't really help but act on the fact he's noticed that Riku is... not bad looking. Or bad acting. Or bad in general. The long-fabled crush had finally stabbed him in the back and shoved him into action.

“SO!” Too loud, Ven, too loud! It was just Riku Light’s sake! He hadn’t felt this kind of nervous in a long, long time. “Uh.....” Compliment. That’s how you win people over and do the romance thing, right? “You have really pretty hair.” Of all the things it was hair that popped out. Great. Better than butt he supposed.

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“My, my, I was wondering when you’d return.” He chuckles, a bit triumphantly, “Don’t worry, at least Kairi had me to take care of her.”

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“I-I just...” This is embarrassing. He should’ve known Riku was beyond his league and the response to his question only confirms that. “Thought about you. While you were gone.”

A lot of thinking about how Riku was so nice. About how Riku seemed so wise to have gained the Mark of Mastery without being raised by an actual Master. About how Riku knew the unique situation of walking a tightrope between light and darkness.

“I thought about you more than I thought I would.”

About silver hair and aquamarine eyes, a buff physique that could hold him up or protect him at a moment’s notice. A voice that was gentle, but also blunt and would never hold the edge of a lie. Hands that bore the weight of Atlas holding his so gently and helping shoulder his burdens, too.

“... thought about the idea of there being an ‘us’....” He shrugs with a callous laugh, “I dunno, maybe I’m just bein’ stupid and seeing stuff that isn’t there.” He just wanted to act before it was another regret to add to the pile.