"You're wearing a nightgown, woman," Riku pointed out, gesturing towards her and tilting his silver haired head back to look down at her. "And I'm not," he teased, smirking a little. "You need it more than I do." He chuckled a little, and was oddly reminded of Sora through Tohru. Both of them were innocent and seemd naive to a point as well. He hoped he could find Sora soon.

"Anyways," he began, slipping one of his hands into a pocket and scratching at the top of his head. "Kyo's at that entertainer, just over theAHHHH." Well, so much for that. Just as he moved his hand to point over in Kyo's direction, he was collided into in a rather loving manner. If he had been alerted of such an action, he would've been prepared and would've braced himself. But, there was no such luck in that, since shortly after he heard his name, there he was.

Landing on his ass, Riku stared at the brown-haired Keyblade wielder that was now attached to him, turquoise-blue eyes wide with alarmed surprise. "Sora!"