http://alone-by-choice.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] alone-by-choice.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] paixaorpg 2006-03-06 03:07 pm (UTC)

That smile. It was contagious. Like effervescent bubbles of sunlight had been set loose inside him. It was so hard not to return it. But Riku had had years of practice, and his resolve held fast. Mostly.

"I was looking all over for you!"

...
Sora...had been looking for him? A hairline fracture appeared in the shell that held in Riku's pain. For a split second, it showed in his eyes, that potential for it to all come tumbling out of him, to be acknowledged and finally shared. But just as quickly, he slammed his barriers into place, damming the flood.

To his friend's question, Riku returned a derisive snort of amusement. "You're the ninja," he reminded Sora, walking confidently to the slope of the roof. "I'm the ogre."

Riku threw his good arm out and surfed down the snow and ice to the edge of the roof, where he dismounted with a single graceful flip and stuck the landing. Hah. A broken arm couldn't stop him.

He walked around the corner of the building to cast a cocky grin at his best friend. "Or did you forget?"

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