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[Sora was in a good mood. His daily present to Riku nestled to his chest~ he wrapped the little cake with extra care, some flowers in a vase he painted. He couldn't wait to set them down and pray.

Nudging the door open to the room where the shrine lay, he froze.

Cli-ink.

Crash!

water pooled at his feet, the flowers and cake were ruined. But that didn't matter... I-It was the room. His shrine.

Heart in his throat, tears stinging at the corners of his eyes, he picked through the wreckage. W-Who would do such a thing? Sora licked his cracked lips, trying to maintain some moisture- but his mouth and throat were bone dry.

He felt like a fish out of water.

Riku's shrine wasn't even recognizable. The cute little pillows that he and others could use to pray were split and torn to shreds. The shrine itself was broken and bits and pieces of it were everywhere.

Falling to his knees, on his pathetic little pillow- he wept, face in his hands.]

W-Who did t-this?

[choked out- wanting to reach for his pendant... but found no strength.]

[ooc: wrecked shrine to Godku courtesy of

abusingly]

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[doesn't even feel the stare, just looking at the destroyed shrine with watery eyes- looking rather dejected.]

...

...can't you just repair it?

I can...

[wipes his eyes]

I... but what if the person who did this comes back to do it again?

Well...you just have to catch him in the act. Then do something when you do!

...

Do what?

Well...you'll think of something. Punishment? Your choice. Anyway....

Need help cleaning up?

I guess...

[shakes his head]

No. This is my responsibility. I have to clean it up.

[having a pretty good day, up until this point; the door to the room is open, and when he looks in, he freezes]

...Sora...

[oh so quite, heading in quickly and holding him gently, eyes narrow with anger at the mess]

[he couldn't even speak, just leaning into his arms. quiet little tears streaming down his face. if only he got here sooner... maybe this wouldn't of happened...]

Little one.

[jl;jk trying to turn Sora to face him]

Little one, look at me. Are you hurt?

[it takes awhile, but he finally tears his gaze from the ruined shrine to pitifully look at Riku.]

...

[frowns]

Only here.

[puts a hand over his heart]

I am so sorry.

[whispers it so very quietly, brushing kisses over his cheeks, stroking his hair softly]

So very, very sorry.

[snuggles]

[frowns]

Why are you s-sorry? It's my fault...

[averts his gaze, looking back at the shrine]

...

I'll find who did this, and I'll make everything right. I'll clean up the mess and rebuild your shrine...

It is not your fault, little one. Look at me, and repeat that. It is absolutely not your fault.

[kisses his forehead]

No. If they did this, I do not want you getting hurt too.

[shakes his head]

No it is. This is my gift to you... something that I was working hard to maintain so that is was perfect.

[runs his shaking hands through his hair, looking a little frustrated- something he rarely experienced]

Why would someone do this? I need to see... w-what kind of person.

[squints a little]

I'd... I'd gladly sacrifice what I can... although as little as that is, to make sure this doesn't happen again.

[g-getting a little annoyed now]

I love it, little Sora, it means a great deal to me, but not as much as you. I do not want you sacrificing any more to me, please.

[would rather have Sora totally safe]

...

But... it feels like I have to give what I can now... before I can't anymore.

[leans his forehead against Riku's chest, growing quiet]

...What do you mean, little one..?

[worried now, tilting his head up]

I... don't know. I can't remember.

[wrinkles his nose, trying to think]

I... I have a bad feeling in my stomach. T-That's all.

[forces a small smile]

B-But it passes. I'll fix up your shrine so it's beautiful again, I promise.

...Come eat dinner with me first, little one.

[strokes his hair back from his pretty blue eyes, sighing]

[frowns at the sigh]

O-Okay.

[hesitates]

Are... you mad at me?

I am....livid with who dared do this to you.

[hugging really, really tightly, eyes closed]

[clings to him, just as tight]

...

L-Let's eat...

I am so very, very sorry.

[leans Sora's head up and kisses him achingly soft, and then pulls back]

[doesn't say anything, eyes straying to the shrine once more and he winced a little. he felt really bad about it... and he felt bad for making Riku sad.

managing a shaky little smile, he got up, smoothing his shirt.]

W-What did you want to eat?

Whatever you would like, little one. I can make anything.

[tilts Sora's head back to him]

You are not angry with me, are you?

U-Uhm... maybe some pasta? I haven't had any in a very long time.

[eyes widen, then he shakes his head]

No! I could never be mad at you.

[r-relieved]

Pasta it is, then.

[kisses Sora softly again]

[someone skidded in right after him, gasping. he had felt a sudden power go out.]

What--...

... no.

[sniffling to himself he tried to put it back together. but it was a futile effort, it was beyond repair. but tremblings hands were still at work]

[there's gentle hands taking his as Roxas kisses the top of his head.]

There's no need to worry, alright? I can fix it.

[so he's taking out a small brush with white hair, dipping it into ink...]

N-No...

This... is my responsibility. I s-should be the one to repair it and clean everything up.

[shakily wipes his eyes]

Riku sure knows how to pick...

[smiles a little.]

Alright. Do you mind if I help?

[hesitates, fidgeting a little]

P-Please don't take any offense... but I think I should do it by myself. It's my fault this happened in the first place.

[looks away, frowning]

I... I made this for him with all the love in my heart. I-I should have protected it.

No, I don't mind. You're very dedicated.

I... have to be. Riku's... the only one who's ever been so kind to me. A-And I have to show him how much that means to me.

[swallows a little, smiles.]

More of us need people like you. I'm glad you're one of Riku's followers.

[fidgets a little]

I... I'm nothing special, really.

Not true. Someone as dedicated as you is rare.

[squirm, always feels weird when people compliment him]

I-I guess. Thank you.

[Roxas had been walking by and heard the cries. He stepped in to view the destroyed shrine. He couldn't believe that someone would do such a thing. A shrine was sacred. Supposed to be for meditation and worship. Then he spotted Sora.]

Sora? Are you ok?

[He made his way over towards him.]

[wipes his eyes, leaning back with a sigh.]

Yeah... I guess.

[thumbs one of the flowers from yesterday's gift]

Just sad.

[He looked around.]

Did you make the shrine?

[looks up at him, nodding]

Mmhmm...

I can't believe someone would do this. I worked so hard...

...

I should have been here to prevent it from happening.

[He reached out and placed a hand on his shoulder.]

No one can tell the future. You couldn't have known that someone would desecrate this place like this. It's not your fault.

Would you like help rebuilding it? This time we can put protection spells on it, if you'd like.

[stays quiet, nodding. but then he hesitated]

I... can rebuild it myself. It's still my responsibility.

[picks at some of it with a sigh]

It just hurts to see what people can do.

[then he rose a brow]

Protection... spells?

[He smiled, and nodded.]

I understand, but remember it's not weak to ask for help. And I'd be willing to help.

[He chuckled.]

Dragon magic. The shrines at home are protected by dragon magic.

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