Riku was walking the streets, trying to see if there was a pattern to where Unversed showed up. Heartless at least sought hearts, but Unversed, though definately dark, didn't behave the same. He'd check even the gates to see if there was a pattern, but he'd yet to find one. Gloaming Saber in have, he turned, wondering if he should check elsewhere before heading back home.

...At which point, he did a double-take. He knew those ears anywhere.

"Mickey?" he mouthed. Riku stepped through the crowd, seeing his friend talking to a boy he hadn't seen before.

It was him. The king who saved him from the darkness more than once. The mouse who sacrificed himself to stay in the Realm of Darkness. The friend who stayed with him on his long road towards dawn. Riku smiled down at the little guy and bent down. "Mickey... Is that really you?" A smile of relief gently crossed his face.