time to say it.

[everthorned.livejournal.com]

[wow. he is actually dressed as a he. his hair is straightened and pulled into a long ponytail. he's got a basic black jacket, black pants and a white, tucked in shirt.]

Walking in pants is really quite better than a dress.

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[fencingkey.livejournal.com]

[smile]

Most of us think so.

[everthorned.livejournal.com]

[he's grinning.]

So everything's all done for, huh?

[fencingkey.livejournal.com]

Pretty much.

[everthorned.livejournal.com]

Great! Now I don't have to worry about dresses or manners or choosing...

[fencingkey.livejournal.com]

[ok, well he might still have to worry about choosing...]

No, I would imagine not.

[everthorned.livejournal.com]

[shhh, he doesn't know that.]

--wanna duel?

[fencingkey.livejournal.com]

...Sure, why not? Let's see how good you are.

[everthorned.livejournal.com]

[... well. smirk.]

Fine by me.

[fencingkey.livejournal.com]

[has found sparring swords]

Now, I'm not going to hold back. Unless I lose, and then I have. [smirk-smile] Axel was always very fond of that technique.

[everthorned.livejournal.com]

I wonder why.

[fencingkey.livejournal.com]

Well, I beat him more than once...

[tosses him a practice sword]

[everthorned.livejournal.com]

[catches easily, shifting into a stance a little awkwardly.]

Go ahead~!

[fencingkey.livejournal.com]

[gets into own stance, probably a bit more securely than Sora's because he does this often. first strike is aimed towards his stomach]

[everthorned.livejournal.com]

[he quickly shifts back and holds his sword down to block Roxas, flicking his wrist around to aim a hit at his side.]

[fencingkey.livejournal.com]

[twists sword to block, pulls it back to try and poke him with it again]

[everthorned.livejournal.com]

[he just barely gets to dodge, letting himself fall onto his back before he rolls away.]

[fencingkey.livejournal.com]

[...ok, he's breaking his promise not to hold back, waiting for Sora to get on his feet]

[everthorned.livejournal.com]

[--what, you were waiting? he's flipping up and running and--HOLY SHIT WHERE'D HE GO.]

[fencingkey.livejournal.com]

[ok, that's weird. on defensive, waiting]

[everthorned.livejournal.com]

[and there's a huff of breath on your ear. hi, Roxas.]

[fencingkey.livejournal.com]

[that makes him blush a little- still likes Sora in that way- but he brings up his sword to block on coming attacks]

[sorabug.livejournal.com]

[watching curiously, chewing on his thumb. he can't quite figure out something about this Mister big kid Sora.]

[everthorned.livejournal.com]

[pause and rewind! bites his lip, looking over at him.]

[sorabug.livejournal.com]

[scoots closer and stares right up at him.]

Hi!

[everthorned.livejournal.com]

[with hands on his hips, doesn't he remind you of someone?]

And how are you today?

[sorabug.livejournal.com]

[poor kid, he still can't quite figure it out.]

Good! are you new here Mister bid kid Sora?

[everthorned.livejournal.com]

Oh, come on, Sora~ you know me.

[and he kneels down next to him.]

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[sorabug.livejournal.com]

[plops down on the floor, deep in thought.]

Uh! I know--

There's Mister big kid Sora with the big sword an' the candy spaceship, there's Mister really really really old big kid Sora, an' there's Miss ... [trails off, eyeing Sora's hair.]

[sorabug.livejournal.com]

Miss Poofy Princess Dress!! Where's your poofy princess dress?

[everthorned.livejournal.com]

[l-laugh.]

... I don't have it. See, I was hiding from a very bad guy that I was afraid would find me. So I acted like a girl so he wouldn't hurt me.

[sorabug.livejournal.com]

But what am I supposed to call you now?

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[knightofsilver.livejournal.com]

[he comes up behind the two of them, chuckling and looking verrry amused. he hasn't heard that one before.]

If I may; I believe Mister Poofy Princess Dress would suit Sora now.

[everthorned.livejournal.com]

[as he's saying that to the smaller Sora, Sora himself is flailing his hands over at Riku, pouting over at him.]

[everthorned.livejournal.com]

You can still call me that, if you like!

[unmei-no.livejournal.com]

[she hasn't talked to you before, but she's been observing]

So you finally decided to drop the act, huh?

[everthorned.livejournal.com]

[--erk! glances over at her.]

... how'd you know? No one else did.

[unmei-no.livejournal.com]

Woman's intuition! Your body was different from mine, and you're too tall.

[everthorned.livejournal.com]

... I guess the tall thing worked.

[unmei-no.livejournal.com]

Aw, come on! That's why I haven't hung around you too much. If people saw a REAL girl Sora talking to you, they would have caught on, and it would have blown your cover.

[everthorned.livejournal.com]

... I wouldn't think so. Girls travel in groups, as far as I've seen in my world.

[unmei-no.livejournal.com]

No no, I mean, by comparison. [stands next to him] See? You're taller than me, and your hips are really square.

[everthorned.livejournal.com]

[... he really shouldn't feel insulted at what she's saying, but he does, and he's sort of scared of why.]

--oh, um...

[unmei-no.livejournal.com]

It's not a bad thing! You're you, and that's absolutely okay.

I did it so that you could keep living as you wished.

[knightofsilver.livejournal.com]

[oh, don't mind him. he's just staring, and quite openly. it seems that some of Riku's notions on what is 'proper' were thrown away with Sora's dress. but if Sora was no longer acting like a woman, that meant he could treat him as a man, even if part of him longed for an excuse to bow and help the brunet from carriages like a proper gentleman.]

You look just as stunning in pants as in skirts.

[everthorned.livejournal.com]

[--b-blush. he shifts his feet a little, bashfully.]

--ah, um. Thanks, Riku.

[knightofsilver.livejournal.com]

[he steps forward, and settles Sora into a loose embrace. his chin finds the crook of the brunet's neck, and he stays quiet for a moment, thinking.]

[softly.]

Should I keep fighting?