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    Naminé is watching again.

    She is watching as Kairi moves into her room, adorned only in a towel, and begins to look for clothes in her clothes closet. Once Kairi finds what she’s looking for, she holds out her outfit: a light blue tank top with a long dark blue skirt. As she faces the mirror, Kairi is smiling, her blue eyes bright with excitement.

    Naminé gazes at Kairi’s reflection, at their reflection. Kairi is still holding the outfit out and is still smiling. “What do you think?” She lets out a playful giggle.

    Even as her shadowy heart shatters into pieces, Naminé sends Kairi her support, the image of her strained smile, the shrug of her shoulders indicating that she doesn’t mind, that it doesn’t matter, that it shouldn’t affect her, even though it does.

    Kairi is moving on with her life. She is not a child of destiny anymore. She is like everybody else now, with a new boyfriend.

    If the boyfriend’s either Sora or Riku, Naminé wouldn’t have minded because they’re all close and familiar to her. But this mysterious boy that Kairi has been seeing for a while, a tall and dark-haired youth with crimson eyes, it reminds her far too much of the past and the darkness.

    “Naminé, is there something wrong?”

    No, Naminé says, because she doesn’t want to appear to complain. She doesn’t have the right to keep Kairi from living her life and starting a family. The only right she has is the fact that Kairi belongs to her in the way that the mind, the body, the heart and the soul all connect and belong together.

    Kairi pauses, a frown on her beautiful face. “Hmm, you really don’t like him, do you?”

    No, that’s not it, it’s just… Naminé trails off and they both pull back from reality, going deep into the mind. Naminé is standing in the darkness, lost and confused. Kairi appears just a few feet away from her.

    “If it bothers you that much, I’ll break the relationship off with him,” Kairi says with a small grin. “Does that make you feel better?”

    “Yes, but…” Naminé shakes her head.

    Kairi laughs. “I won’t take anybody that you don’t like or approve. Do you know why?”

    “Why?”

    “Because you’re me and I’m you and if you don’t like him, then I don’t like him either,” Kairi explains. She vanishes from her spot and appears again beside Naminé, wrapping her arms around Naminé.

    Naminé sighs and returns the hug. “Thank you.”

    “Besides my best friends, you’re the most important person to me right now, Naminé,” Kairi confesses, squeezing her slightly. “Please remember that.”

    Naminé manages to smile a real and genuine smile. “Okay.”

    It’s easy for her, for she’s the witch of memories and this particular memory she will remember for a long time, even as the memory fades in Kairi’s mind, forgotten over time.
    Fin.

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A/n: Man, it’s been a while since I’ve wrote NamKai. =D there needs to be more of those.

And based on the last drabble, the ratio is 94:3 or 94 hits to 3 reviews. Thanks guys!

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    “I’m home!”

    The moment he hears Ritsuka’s cheerful voice, he saves all of his files and turns off his computer. As he hears the little feet running up the stairs, he stands up and makes his way over to his door.

    But before he even manages to do anything else with the door, Ritsuka opens it up and flings himself to Seimei.

    Seimei laughs and ruffles his little brother’s hair. He’s so small, so fragile, so easy to break. Seimei holds onto Ritsuka a little tighter and says, “Welcome home.”

    Ritsuka smiles and pulls back, his large innocent eyes bright. “Thanks!”

    “What are you going to do today, Ritsuka?” Seimei asks as he reluctantly pulls away as well. Ritsuka is made for him. He wants to hold him a little longer, his precious, precious Ritsuka.

    “My friends and I are going to the park today,” Ritsuka says with a playful grin. “Is that okay?”

    Seimei feels himself going cold. Ritsuka’s friends are taking Ritsuka away from him again. Nonetheless, he simply nods, because it won’t be for long before--

    “Thanks!” Ritsuka says again and gives him another hug before racing downstairs and going outside again, like the other children of his age. But soon, Ritsuka will cease to be like the other children.

    Soon, Ritsuka will be his.

    Fin.

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A/n: One of these days, I’ll write the other characters too. They will come into my brain when they are ready. :D

And the ratio, based on the last drabble was 76:2 or 76 hits to 2 reviews.

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    Today, Cloud isn’t on the roads and riding his Fenrir.

    Just this once, he is in Tifa’s bar, sitting on the chair nearest to the window. Cloud looks around and sees the happy children running about, shouting and laughing.

    Even Reno’s here, sitting on a stool, sweet talking to Tifa, while Rude is seething quietly beside Reno.

    And then, the door opens.

    Time freezes. All eyes focus on the intruder of the peace:

    Vincent Valentine.

    Cloud allows his eyes to fully take in and appreciate the delicate image of Vincent Valentine. He continues to watch as Vincent moves towards him, with the subtle grace of an experienced Turk. He sits across from Cloud and narrows his eyes at him.

    Time moves again.

    “Why?” Cloud asks, trying to stifle a small smile forming on his usually firm lips. “This seems… pretty random, Vincent.”

    Vincent chuckles. “Would you believe me if I tell you that I’m finally waking up and returning to the real world?”

    “You mean by visiting us?” Cloud asks curiously. It’s hard to read Vincent. He is always so calm and quiet.

    Vincent stares at him for a moment and then stands up. As he head towards the entrance of the bar, he glances back, as though expecting Cloud to follow.

    Cloud complies and the two men leave the bar. They walk in the busy streets of Edge for a while. Some people recognize them for the heroes they are, but the others-- most of the people avoid them because of what they are, monsters and weapons, as though Cloud and Vincent are the Geostigma themselves.

    Once they are away from the people of Edge, entering a dark and secluded alley, Vincent takes Cloud by surprise by slamming his back against the wall and pulling him into a harsh, bruising kiss.

    Cloud melts and wraps his arms around Vincent’s neck. He lets out a sigh as Vincent breaks the kiss.

    “I couldn’t find you like before. I wondered where you were,” Vincent murmurs and just this once, Cloud can read him. His eyes are intense and bright, like freshly spilled blood.

    “You’ve been watching me the whole time, have you?” Cloud asks with a small grin. Vincent narrows his eyes, but says nothing. “Even people like me need a break from their jobs once in a while.”

    “Does that mean that I can take you away?”

    “Yes,” Cloud answers and once again, they kiss, losing themselves in the heat of forbidden passion and then--

    “Come with me,” Vincent murmurs against his lips. Like his deep, velvety voice, his invitation is tempting and alluring. “I know a place where nothing can disturb us.”

    “Back into the forests,” Cloud replies in a soft voice, “where we’ve met for the first time, after those two long years…”

    Fin.

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A/n: Dang, nobody told me how addicting and sexy Vincent/Cloud was! They’re like my new otp, my new toy right now. :3 new pairing to write lots of things in.
 
And the ratio based on the last drabble was 91:4 or 91 hits to 4 reviews. Thanks guys!