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[canaryfeathers.livejournal.com]

[he's on his knees, wide eyed and staring upward at the nothingness. his voice is shaky, albeit hushed.]

Is this ... where dead people go?

{ooc; i figured it's about time i stopped with all the AU characters and brought in a post KH2 one, at least. despite not being AU, this roxas, after returning home from The World That Never Was inside of Sora, was soon rejected from Sora's heart and separated because of too much exposure to having a life of his own, but along with that, his memories were stripped from him. he's easily overwhelmed.}

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[allbutnone.livejournal.com]

This is the madhouse.

[canaryfeathers.livejournal.com]

Madhouse ... madhouse?

[allbutnone.livejournal.com]

The house of the mad.

[canaryfeathers.livejournal.com]

So the people here ... are angry?

[allbutnone.livejournal.com]

Angry, happy, sad. All sorts of things.

But most definitely mad.

[canaryfeathers.livejournal.com]

I'm not sure ... I don't think I understand.

[allbutnone.livejournal.com]

We're not all there.

[canaryfeathers.livejournal.com]

I've heard that. [he thinks back, the people standing over him, the things they'd said.]

They told me I 'wasn't all there'.

[allbutnone.livejournal.com]

[ stripes begin fade as if he is unraveling ]

I'm not all there myself!

[canaryfeathers.livejournal.com]

[he's a little crazy himself, not scared but intrigued as he reaches out to touch.]

You're not, are you ...

[allbutnone.livejournal.com]

Not at all.

[ disappears entirely, only half of his body reappearing to fold his chubby arms over Roxas' shoulder ]

None of us are.

[canaryfeathers.livejournal.com]

So all in all we're the same? [the touch is odd, unfamiliar, unwelcome, but he doesn't have the sense to chase it off, nothing but a curiosity for the hostility it produces.]

You're soft ...

[allbutnone.livejournal.com]

I'm here because I'm mad. You're here; you must be mad too.

[canaryfeathers.livejournal.com]

As long as I'm away from them, I don't think I mind.

[allbutnone.livejournal.com]

You can't. You're out of it.

[canaryfeathers.livejournal.com]

Right ...

[wielding.livejournal.com]

That's what I thought at first. But then again, I'm not dead.

[canaryfeathers.livejournal.com]

I thought ... I could've ...

Where am I, then?

[wielding.livejournal.com]

Some say that this is a dressing room. If you ask me, it's more like a bad dream.

[canaryfeathers.livejournal.com]

So I'm ... going to wake up? [shudders. a world where he's regarded as a doll with a pet-like life. feed him, cloth him, but speak nothing of what's happened.]

[wielding.livejournal.com]

You almost sound like you don't want to go back.

[canaryfeathers.livejournal.com]

I don't. I don't want to be near those people.

[wielding.livejournal.com]

And who would 'those people' be?

[canaryfeathers.livejournal.com]

I don't know who they were. The boy, he has brown hair and blue eyes. He told me something bad had happened, he told me he couldn't say why.

He said it'd be better if I never remembered everything, and I lived in the corner of his room.

The girl would stare at me like I wasn't human. Her face was always twisted, she never smiled. She had red hair.

[wielding.livejournal.com]

.. of course. That would be Sora and Kairi.

[and now he's wondering what could have possibly happened to make the both of them repulsive in this boy's eyes.]

Roxas, right?

[canaryfeathers.livejournal.com]

I guess, yeah. [still isn't sure if he should've trusted them with the name they provided, sighing shakily.]

[wielding.livejournal.com]

Do you have any idea of who I am?

[canaryfeathers.livejournal.com]

... ... [searches his mind, and just like most everything else, it's blank. empty.]

I don't.

1/2

[wielding.livejournal.com]

Huh.. [he frowns slightly, his mind coming to the conclusion that whatever happened had something to do with him..]

[wielding.livejournal.com]

.. it's Riku.

[canaryfeathers.livejournal.com]

Riku ... nice to meet you? [he knows that much, and he'd shake if he were familiar with the act, but alas.]

[wielding.livejournal.com]

[nods.] Yeah, same.

[canaryfeathers.livejournal.com]

[a-awkward.] Um ...

[wielding.livejournal.com]

You're sure you've never heard of me? [stupid question. there seems to be plenty of worlds in which he probably doesn't exist.]

[canaryfeathers.livejournal.com]

I can't remember ... no. Your name, though. Riku.

[pauses.] It feels familiar on my tongue.

[wielding.livejournal.com]

So I'm probably dead in your world.

[canaryfeathers.livejournal.com]

[lowers his head to think, silent for a long moment. with a shudder, he dismisses a question at the tip of his tongue, scuffing his heel.]

[wielding.livejournal.com]

Are you okay?

[canaryfeathers.livejournal.com]

I'm ... [searches for the right words.] trying to figure out how to go about this.

What were you to Sora?

[wielding.livejournal.com]

His best friend. We grew up together.

[canaryfeathers.livejournal.com]

--! [vaguely remembers pieces of a conversation locked inside a room. he's your best friend, you have to tell him what's happened!]

Oh. [bites his lip.] If you're the best friend mentioned to Sora ... he was afraid to tell you about me.

[wielding.livejournal.com]

Were you two together in your world or something? Heh, I can't believe that Sora'd think that I'd..

..........


.. unless. [sighs and scratches the back of his neck.]

[canaryfeathers.livejournal.com]

Together ...? [such a vague term he doesn't understand.]

[wielding.livejournal.com]

Lovers.

[canaryfeathers.livejournal.com]

N-no. No, from what I learned through vague conversation I wasn't allowed to be a part of, ... I was inside of Sora, and somehow I got out.

He said you couldn't know because you hate me.