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[amnestygranted.livejournal.com]

[ Riku will never win. or learn. he's got a bag of ice pressed against his left eye, lips turned down in a frown. sometimes he hisses if the bag shifts. ]

Only you, Riku. Only you.

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[mini-ninjagirl.livejournal.com]

[hi, have an 8 year old Yuffie staring at you] What happened? Did someone beat you up? :o

[destinedtinsel.livejournal.com]

Way to go, you.

[passing by.]

[amnestygranted.livejournal.com]

Not exactly...

[amnestygranted.livejournal.com]

What can I say? I'm a smooth operator.

-- Hey, where are you going?

[destinedtinsel.livejournal.com]

[pause, glance back. he doesn't want to look at his ring, no matter what color it glows.]

To my... room?

[amnestygranted.livejournal.com]

Oh.

[ was sort of eager to follow after him, but if he's going there, everything would be awkward. he's going to try to keep him around. Riku's kind of lonely. ]

For what?

[destinedtinsel.livejournal.com]

[falters as he sees the purple glow. oh my god you're fucking kidding me. is almost out of his mouth, but he's quiet for a moment.]

... swimming trunks. I'm about to go to the pool.

[amnestygranted.livejournal.com]

[ doesn't want to keep him from friends then, if he's going to join them. ]

With Sora and Kairi?

/fails

[destinedtinsel.livejournal.com]

[ow, there's a flash of pain there but he lets it go, face going blank.]

Uh, no...

[amnestygranted.livejournal.com]

So you're going alone?

[destinedtinsel.livejournal.com]

Yeah...

[there might be a red tint to his cheeks.]

[amnestygranted.livejournal.com]

Want some company?

[ if he says no, Riku won't press further. ]

[destinedtinsel.livejournal.com]

[it's an uneasy pause, but he shrugs.]

If you want to come, you can.

[amnestygranted.livejournal.com]

[ he's so eagerrr to swim with a friend. ]

I'll go grab my suit then.

[ makes the mistake of moving the bag of ice, showing the nice shiner previously hidden. ]

[destinedtinsel.livejournal.com]

[st-stares and quickly goes over, dropping everything.]

--the fuck did you do?

[amnestygranted.livejournal.com]

[ sort of surprised at the quick curse. ]

Dropped in on an old "friend".

[destinedtinsel.livejournal.com]

[shakes head, sigh.]

Stay still. Can't believe you of all people...

[amnestygranted.livejournal.com]

It wasn't planned. I fell into the room and there was a scuffle.

[destinedtinsel.livejournal.com]

[a soft sigh, and he's casting Cure.]

Yeah, yeah...

[amnestygranted.livejournal.com]

[ thinks he's such an adult when he covers his eye with ice again. ]

You don't have to do that.

[destinedtinsel.livejournal.com]

[grunts out a sigh.]

I want to. Sit still and take that thing off.

[amnestygranted.livejournal.com]

[ stubborn one meet stubborn two. ]

No. It'll heal.

[destinedtinsel.livejournal.com]

[gives him a dark look.]

If you don't get beaten up again, anyway. You--

[... but he's just noticed how close he is, how he sounds and he's jerking back.]

Whatever, do what you want. I'm going to the pool.

[amnestygranted.livejournal.com]

[ ... ditches the bag of ice then. ]

There.

[destinedtinsel.livejournal.com]

[but he's still walking away, hand clasping the cloth above his chest. oh hell no. he won't let this happen for the third time.]

F-forget it.

[amnestygranted.livejournal.com]

[ the ice is forgotten on the table now and Riku doesn't care enough to hide the black eye when he goes after him. ]

Hold on a minute.

[destinedtinsel.livejournal.com]

I am so ready to give you a matching black eye.

[glares, although it's mostly hurt and wariness.]

Get. Back.

[amnestygranted.livejournal.com]

Why? Because I said don't heal me?

[ this is a silly thing to get worked up about, but Riku's going to glare right back. his glare is more confused than angry. ]

[destinedtinsel.livejournal.com]

[a frustrated sigh.]

No. Far from it. Just--I'm going to leave.

[amnestygranted.livejournal.com]

Tell me what I did.

[ won't let him get far.]

[destinedtinsel.livejournal.com]

[g-glare. walking away now.]

[amnestygranted.livejournal.com]

[ so he follows. ]

[destinedtinsel.livejournal.com]

[and he glares over his shoulder.]

I'm not about to go fuck myself up again, so leave.

[pushing you away is a go.]

[amnestygranted.livejournal.com]

It would be nice if you clued me into what you're talking about.

[ clearly not backing down. there is no hooope. ]

[destinedtinsel.livejournal.com]

It would be nice if you left.

I can't get close to someone like you. Me. Whatever.

[amnestygranted.livejournal.com]

[ that hurts more than it should. ]

What's wrong with me?

[destinedtinsel.livejournal.com]

--you're me.

I look at you and I see myself. I hate myself.

[shakes his head, sucking in a breath.]

So fuck, no, I can't be your friend. What good will it do?

[amnestygranted.livejournal.com]

[ turned down, he stands silently, searching for something to say. ]

It can't hurt you.

[destinedtinsel.livejournal.com]

So you say.

I've... had experience with doubles before.

[he looks so tired now.]

[amnestygranted.livejournal.com]

Do you think I'm going to do what they did?

[ slowly closes in, hoping to help. ]

[destinedtinsel.livejournal.com]

[quiet, silence, his voice is gone. he's staring at his feet and it's a yes.]

[amnestygranted.livejournal.com]

I'm not them. I'm different.

[ when he's close enough, he holds out his hand. it's different; very much unlike the infamous offering from when he was fifteen. the hand he offers is warm and welcoming, like an old friend. ]

You can trust me.

[destinedtinsel.livejournal.com]

[but he's heard those words so many times before, he's tired. there's a glance from seagreen to seagreen, before he sighs and takes his hand.]

... I blame you for whatever happens.

[amnestygranted.livejournal.com]

[ grips that hand gently, grasp firm. ]

I will deny nothing.