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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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[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]